Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills

Adam exhaled slowly, watching his breath stir the toxic mist.

His eyes scanned the trees for movement, for anything out of place.

It didn't take long before a familiar thought crossed his mind.

'Celestia's puppets always find a way to show up, don't they...?'

He frowned.

He'd encountered her fake bodies on nearly every floor so far.

Each one annoying, each one pointless.

They would fight, maybe talk a little, and then she'd disappear just before he could land a meaningful blow...

No matter how many times he killed her puppets, she never really died.

It was like trying to swat a shadow!

Adam muttered under his breath.

"Hopefully I don't have to deal with her again..."

He doubted he was that lucky.

Still, she wasn't the only problem anymore.

There was that guy... the one with dark blue hair.

'He used Cael's ability to skip floors somehow...'

Adam's expression darkened slightly.

That memory stuck with him, it wasn't something just anyone could do.

And if someone figured out how to abuse a Stream Hunter's power like that...

He glanced over his shoulder.

Cael stood silently a few steps behind, eyes sharp and silent as always.

Adam didn't say anything, but the message was clear.

He made sure to keep Cael close now...

[You are being affected by Blight]

[The insides of your body will now experience different types of discomfort]

[Blight Meter : 0.001%]

'The floor didn't separate us this time…'

Adam turned slightly, eyes flicking to the side.

Leila stood nearby with a pinched expression, her nose scrunched up at the foul scent in the air.

"This smell is awful..."

She muttered, trying not to gag.

Not far from her, Kristoff was crouched beside Cael, casually scooping mud and smearing it across his arms.

"Helps with the atmosphere."

Kristoff said dryly, slathering more filth over Cael's body.

"Can't go into a cursed swamp without dressing the part!"

Cael, of course, said nothing as he just glared at Kristoff in silence.

Adam was about to continue observing when faint, predatory laughter echoed through the twisted trees.

Wet, hoarse chuckles, like something with too many throats.

His eyes sharpened.

'Swamp Trolls...'

The sound grew louder in the distance, but Adam remained calm.

Without hesitation, he activated [Temporary Copy].

Power coursed through him.

Time to grind.

He turned back to his team, eyes focused and steady.

"The monsters on this floor are numerous."

He said.

"But most of them are weak. This is the best chance you'll get to level up quickly."

Leila looked hesitant, glancing around the poisoned marsh, her fingers hovered near her weapon.

"W-What about the Blight Meter?"

She asked.

"It's already rising…"

Adam shook his head.

"Don't worry about it yet. We've got time. At this rate, we can stay here for about a week and a half safely."

Kristoff raised an eyebrow.

"Generous estimate. A week and a half left before we mutate!"

Adam gave him a flat look, not responding to his jokes.

He turned away again, eyes fixed on the distant shapes weaving between the trees.

"Let's get started. The faster we level, the better our chances when the Floor Boss arrives."

[Temporary Copy has been activated]

[Select a viewer to copy]

Hazardous Combatant

[Select between two skill options]

Psychotic Unpredictability

Semi-Nuclear Punch

[Semi-Nuclear Punch has been chosen]

[Reducing Semi-Nuclear Punch to its E-tier version...]

[Semi-Nuclear Punch has been reduced to Explosive Punch]

[Explosive Punch] : Release a punch that deals an explosive after effect similar to a grenade.

Excited at the thought of finally gaining experience again, Adam didn't waste a second.

He dashed forward, his body a blur as he closed the distance between himself and the nearest Swamp Troll.

The creature turned toward him with a fierce snarl, thick limbs swinging up defensively...

But it was too late!

Adam's fist connected with its bloated torso, and—

BOOM!

A violent explosion erupted from the impact point, throwing mud and swamp water into the air.

The Swamp Troll's chest caved in with a sickening crunch before the shockwave launched its body backward, landing in a twitching heap.

[Swamp Troll has been slain.]

[+200 EXP, +0.06 Soul Core]

[+5 Gold]

Adam took a step back, flexing his knuckles as smoke trailed faintly from his hand.

He nodded silently, studying the small crater left behind.

'The range isn't huge… but the impact is solid. Useful in tight encounters.'

Although Adam already had strong skills like the Authority of disconnection, he wanted to keep the habit of using [Temporary Copy] to familiarize himself with the abilities of his viewers.

Each new skill added more to his adaptability...

And in the Tower, adaptability was everything.

You never knew when you'd need something specific.

More Swamp Trolls emerged from behind the twisted trees, snarling and charging through the muck with their crude clubs and blades raised.

Their yellowed eyes locked on Adam with rage, but suddenly—

They froze.

Their bodies jerked.

Blood trembled beneath their skin, and then—

Schlick!

Screams echoed as jagged blood blades burst out from within their own flesh.

The swamp trolls collapsed in confusion and pain, twitching violently as their life was drained away.

It was from Adam's [Crimson Dominion].

With Adam's current level, the ability had evolved far enough to control the blood of lifeforms with vastly inferior existence levels.

These swamp trolls were nothing but puppets once their blood was his.

[Temporary Copy has been activated]

[Select a viewer to copy]

Woman of Specters

[Select between two skill options]

Specter's Malice

Spirit Body Manipulation

[Spirit Body Manipulation has been chosen]

[Reducing Spirit Body Manipulation to its E-tier version...]

[Spirit Body Manipulation has been reduced to Illusory Possession]

[Illusory Possession] : Target hit by Illusory Possession will somewhat lose control over their bodies, as though partially possessed.

Adam raised a hand, eyes narrowing as shadows curled around his fingers.

Thin, ghostlike tendrils surged out and pierced several nearby trolls.

Their bodies went still for half a second... then began to twitch unnaturally!

Their movements turned sluggish, disjointed.

One swung its club at the air, another stumbled and fell face-first into the mud, unable to control its limbs properly.

Their minds were still inside... but it was as if someone else was driving their bodies now!

Adam didn't wait.

He clenched his hand.

The blood inside the possessed trolls shivered violently and then erupted in a wave of internal blades...

Slicing through organs and muscle from within!

The possessed collapsed one after another, never even getting a chance to resist.

[Swamp Troll has been slain.]

[+200 EXP, +0.06 Soul Core]

[+5 Gold]

[Swamp Troll has been slain.]

[+200 EXP, +0.06 Soul Core]...

Adam stood over the still corpses, letting the smoke and stench of rot wash over him.

He exhaled slowly.

No matter how many times he used Temporary Copy, he was still fascinated by it every time...

[A viewer from a universe where music envelopes everything has entered your livestream]...

As the system sounded, more and more viewers came into his livestream.

[A viewer from a universe of mutants has entered your livestream]

[A viewer from a universe....]