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As night deepened, the energy in the livestream room remained just as vibrant.
Ron's gaze swept across the backend data, and suddenly, his eyes lit up.
Among the endless sea of flickering user IDs, one name in particular stood out: Buddha Sengoku.
"Sengoku showed up too? Interesting," Ron muttered with a faint smile tugging at his lips.
Sengoku's name had flashed briefly in the gift list, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, and then vanished into the flood of donation effects.
Time slipped by amidst the laughter and madness. Eventually, the livestream came to a slow close around 11 PM.
Three straight hours of livestreaming was no joke for Hancock. Sitting before the camera, a trace of exhaustion showed on her otherwise flawless face. She gently set down her teacup, let out a long sigh, and silently vowed:
Next time, I'm making Ron change the plan. There's no way I can keep this up.
But then she checked her follower count… and her eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief. The string of digits seemed to dance in front of her, like her vision had glitched.
"Ron-sama! Ron-sama!"
Hancock burst into Ron's room in a flurry of steps. The moment she pushed open the door, she found Ron casually packing his things. She rushed up to him, her voice filled with awe and excitement:
"My followers… they've reached over ten million—almost twenty million!"
"Over ten million???"
Ron gasped and quickly checked the exact number: 17,237,814!
Seventeen million, two hundred thirty-seven thousand, eight hundred fourteen followers!
That was terrifying.
The number exploded in Ron's mind like a bomb.
You had to understand, Hancock had already been sitting at over five million followers. That meant she gained more than ten million in one stream!
If this were his past life, she'd already be an untouchable, god-tier influencer!
"That's incredible, Hancock. You completely shattered our original estimate," Ron said, honestly impressed, his voice filled with genuine surprise.
Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway. Sandersonia and Marigold burst into the room.
They'd gone to find their older sister after the stream ended, and when they saw she wasn't there, they figured she must be with Ron. So they rushed over, and sure enough, here she was.
The moment they heard that Hancock had gained ten million followers, both of them froze on the spot.
"Wh-what?! Sis, did you just say… ten million followers?!! For real?!" Sandersonia's eyes nearly popped from her head, her expression full of disbelief and envy.
It was too shocking.
She only had just over two hundred thousand followers herself. Compared to Hancock's numbers, she didn't even register as a decimal.
"Of course it's true. Look for yourselves," Hancock said as she pulled up her backend stats. When the sisters saw the screen, showing she was just shy of twenty million, they were completely speechless.
"No way…" Marigold looked up at the ceiling and sighed in defeat. Comparing yourself to others will only make you suffer.
But there was no denying it—her big sister really was something else. Probably the only one in the whole pirate world capable of pulling this off.
"Hmph! What's the point of having so many followers?" A harsh, untimely voice interrupted.
Nyon slowly hobbled in, leaning on her cane. Despite her age, she walked steadily, and her eyes were still sharp.
But right now, her expression was dark.
Because these girls had stopped doing proper work, the entire Amazon Lily might starve in a few days!
"Let me tell you this," Nyon said grimly, "If there's no money coming in, the whole island will go hungry. You'll be remembered as the ones who starved Amazon Lily, unworthy of the queens who came before you!"
After that, her sharp gaze turned to Ron. But considering everything Ron had done for them, she softened her tone slightly.
"Former Vice Admiral Ron, please stop teaching them these frivolous things. Amazon Lily doesn't produce anything. If they want to survive, they still need money. Tomorrow, I'm sending them back out to sea to plunder those notorious pirates. They won't have time to make videos with you anymore, please understand."
She looked at the three sisters sternly, the full aura of an elder pressing down on them.
"Hmph! I refuse!" Hancock immediately shot back, her tone cold and defiant. Everything she had now was thanks to Ron. There was no way she'd just give it all up!
"What! Hancock, think carefully. You are the Queen of Amazon Lily!" Nyon's face turned ashen, her voice filled with shock and disappointment.
""Hmph! So what if I'm the Queen? No matter what I do, I'll be forgiven. Because... I am beautiful!" Hancock said without a hint of hesitation, her eyes unwavering.
Nyon looked like she was about to explode.
Fortunately, Sandersonia stepped in quickly. "Elder Nyon, you've misunderstood. Livestreaming is seriously profitable. Just this one stream alone will feed Amazon Lily for at least ten years!"
Sandersonia was practically bouncing with excitement, eager to show the numbers from Hancock's backend account.
"That's right, Elder Nyon. Sandersonia's right. This isn't just video-making, it's real money!" Marigold chimed in enthusiastically.
She had watched the entire stream. Just the gifts alone were uncountable. And the spike in followers had caused the Shopping Cart to absolutely explode.
Especially the qipao that Hancock wore during the stream—it was sold out for the next ten years. Production couldn't even keep up. Only a few seamstresses on the island could make them, so they'd probably need to start recruiting help.
"Hmph! You're just trying to sweet-talk this old woman. I'm not falling for that nonsense," Nyon said stubbornly.
She had a phone too. All it was good for was watching videos.
A little money? Sure. Big money? She didn't buy it.
Seeing her disbelief, Marigold shoved the backend Shopping Cart screen in her face. "Elder Nyon, just look. You've got a phone too. Shopping Cart orders don't lie, right? With millions of orders, how much do you think that's worth?"
"Nyon froze, eyes glued to the screen. Her scalp tingled.
"This... how are there this many orders?! Even if each outfit only earns one thousand Berries, that's still at least ten billion!!!"
The number she just blurted out made her feel like her brain was short-circuiting.
She'd never seen that much money in her life.
Sandersonia and Marigold were overjoyed at her reaction.
Marigold continued eagerly, "And that's just for the qipao. We've got JK uniforms, high socks, and leopard print outfits too. Once we count those in, the total will be absolutely astronomical!"
Nyon stood there in a daze. She pinched herself hard and the sharp pain confirmed that this was no dream.
"Elder Nyon," Ron said with a smile, "from now on, everyone on the island can earn a living with their own skills. There's no need to go out and be pirates anymore. The Kuja Pirates may end up just being a thing of the past."
He turned to Hancock and added, "Hancock, the money from the livestream can be withdrawn directly. Just check the balance, click withdraw, and enter the amount you want."
"Ah? Oh—oh ♡♡"
Hancock, who had been swooning over Ron this entire time, snapped out of it the moment he spoke.
She quickly nodded. "Okay, okay. This Empress will check now."
She opened up her TikTok backend and scanned the digits. The moment she saw the total income from the livestream, she covered her mouth in shock and gasped:
"Almost five… five billion Berries!!!"
(To be continued.)