The next day, the female influencer and Fang Yuan woke up in a hotel room.
In The Boys World, the profession of 'influencer' is almost synonymous with being unemployed.
So, it was incredibly easy for Fang Yuan to arrange a date with her. Even though he wasn't using his own face, he only needed to be a little generous, and people would flock to him.
In this regard, the cost-effectiveness of influencers in The Boys World far exceeded that of Fang Yuan's previous life.
The influencer Fang Yuan found was named Sara. Her superpower was the ability to generate body heat. Lacking commercial value, she could only rely on her looks to get by.
However, Fang Yuan found it quite comfortable. After all, the temperature of Sara's little nest was completely different from others, giving Fang Yuan a very unique experience.
What, Sarajevo...? Wait, where did Fang Yuan's money come from?
Look no further than the Kryptonian Smart Terminal.
Although he felt the smart terminal lacked true intelligence, it was still Kryptonian technology. Its technical prowess crushed The Boys World, making it effortless to acquire some money.
Fang Yuan planned to follow Sara on a day trip to see what the life of a low-level Superhuman was like.
He also intended to look for useful tools—people he could use.
The first thing Sara did upon waking up was start a live stream.
"Today is Saturday. Although most people won't wake up this early, the big streamers are the same. This is actually my chance," Sara said.
Then, with practiced ease, she took off her clothes—ahem, don't misunderstand, she still had layers underneath.
"Young men who wake up early have a lot of energy, you know." Sara gave Fang Yuan a wink. "They might just tip on impulse."
Fang Yuan glanced at Sara's follower count: 735.
It really wasn't many; no wonder she had to take extreme measures.
"But if that's the case, why don't you go to a different website?" Fang Yuan asked with a shrug.
He was referring to the kind of site where you have to pay just to watch.
To his surprise, Sara immediately complained: "Gosh, the competition on those sites is too fierce. My interests... aren't that bizarre."
"Someone like me, who's just okay-looking, has no room to survive on those sites at all!"
Following Sara's directions, Fang Yuan successfully found a website, but he quickly closed it after just one look.
He needed to wash his eyes, wash his eyes.
He had forgotten this was The Boys World. Superhumans weren't rare, which meant those special websites were already dominated by all sorts of strange Superhumans. It was a complete freak show.
For an ordinary person to stand out, they had to be even more bizarre... After streaming for two hours, Sara earned 13 dollars, enough for two 'Black Lives Matter' burgers.
The Black Lives Matter Burger was a brand endorsed by A-Train. It was clear that Vought would stop at nothing for sales.
Other products like A-Train Cola, Queen Maeve pads, and so on—Vought's merchandise had long since occupied every aspect of an ordinary person's life.
Sara was used to it; after all, wanting things for free is human nature.
Afterward, she went out to socialize.
Don't misunderstand, this wasn't some new position; it was just regular socializing.
Her targets were Sara's other influencer friends. Of course, her main goal was to show off Fang Yuan—not only was he handsome, but he also had a great body.
Even though Fang Yuan wasn't using his own face, the appearance he chose for himself wasn't half-bad.
Sure enough, hearing Sara talk about Fang Yuan's performance last night, her female companions immediately showed envious looks. Several of them cast flirtatious glances at Fang Yuan.
There was also a blonde who was the most proactive, already pressing herself against Fang Yuan.
Sara was instantly unhappy and hurried to pull the blonde away. The blonde, of course, wouldn't have it, and the two began scuffling on the spot.
They were both Superhumans, with physical fitness slightly higher than average. They didn't really get hurt, but the fight was intense.
One pulled hair, the other scratched faces.
Instead of coming over to break up the fight, their surrounding friends—two of them—even started live streaming on their phones on the spot.
"Look, a rare battle between female Superhumans!"
Birds of a feather flock together; these people were basically all minor influencers who wouldn't pass up any gimmick. Who knew when they might get lucky and become famous?
Seeing that someone had started a live stream, Sara and the blonde immediately stopped and began tidying each other's appearance.
"We're just playing around, hahaha."
"Exactly, we're the best of sisters, hehehe."
Neither of them was willing to generate traffic for others, so their fake smiles were practically oozing off the screen.
"What? Someone offered 100 dollars for your 'seeds'?"
"Uh..."
Sara and the blonde looked at each other, then said in unison: "200!"
Fang Yuan's eyes twitched slightly. He thought to himself, 'As expected of The Boys World; the people here have no integrity whatsoever.'
Sara continued to wander around with Fang Yuan. Having just closed a deal, she was clearly in a good mood.
However, she still pulled Fang Yuan aside and said, "You need to stay away from Dolly."
"Dolly?" Fang Yuan paused for a moment before realizing. "The blonde?"
"That's her!"
Sara said with disgust, "She likes playing with more than two people the most."
"Do you know what her superpower is?" Sara whispered to Fang Yuan. "She can have two..."
Fang Yuan gasped. This was an ability he couldn't even imagine in his dreams.
So, he immediately threw away the note the blonde had secretly tucked into his hand. He had been independent and strong his whole life; he only liked working solo.
The two stayed together until evening when Fang Yuan's 'appearance fee' expired. After repeatedly asking if Fang Yuan really wouldn't renew, Sara was very disappointed. But she didn't forget to offer a 'last dance,' suggesting Fang Yuan could come and go as he pleased in the future. However, Fang Yuan had serious business to attend to and declined.
To lock Fang Yuan down privately—something even Mystique and the White Queen couldn't do—was even more impossible for a heat-generating girl like Sara.
After this day of observation, Fang Yuan had a general understanding of the current state of low-level Superhumans in this World.
They were truly worse off than rappers... The rappers in Fang Yuan's previous life at least had some loyal fans, and if all else failed, they could work in a factory.
But in this World of The Boys, where traffic is king, these Superhumans had no traffic and no other skills. They could only drift through life day by day.
He guessed this was also why the authorities could tolerate so many Superhumans; aside from being celebrities, they really didn't know how to do anything else.
In the Vought Corporation of the X-Men World, there was at least a foundation to ensure the survival of low-level Awakened. But in The Boys World, low-level Superhumans were treated like trash.
"This World really needs the Black King."
Fang Yuan said with a smile. He knew what to do.
Night fell. In an alley behind a bar, a man was thrown out by security guards.
"Next time you're drunk, get out yourself. If you dare vomit on the bar again, I'll make you lick it clean!" a guard barked before leading his men back inside.
The man struggled to crawl up from the ground, wiped the dirt from his mouth, pulled a small flask from his coat, and took a satisfied sip.
Tap, tap, tap.
At that moment, a person walked into the alleyway. The man's expression changed slightly upon seeing him.
A black trench coat, a black fedora, and a strange smiley-face mask—he clearly didn't look like a good person.
Realizing something was wrong, the man hurried to run back, but as soon as he turned around, the You-Know-Who appeared before his eyes.
"Kuchi Razzel?" Fang Yuan asked. "Your superpower is the ability to persuade others?"
"Are you interested in working for me?"
"No," the man named Kuchi replied.
He wasn't a major character in the plot, but Fang Yuan felt his ability was decent.
"I heard that before Vought promoted that charlatan Ezekiel, they were planning to push you to the top?" Fang Yuan said casually. "I can give you even greater fame than Ezekiel!"
"Is there money in it?" Kuchi's question was as simple as it gets.
Fang Yuan nodded. "A lot."
"I'm in!" Kuchi replied immediately.
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