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Meanwhile, the viewers in the live stream, having finished their earlier chat, finally began to realize that the random team Austen had been matched with was no slouch—in fact, they had caught up to him. The excitement grew among the crowd, and not a single person seemed worried; if anything, they were all thrilled.
“Before, Austen always said there weren’t any worthy opponents in matchmaking games, that it was boring to hold back. Finally, he’s up against a real challenge! I’m pumped to see what he’s really capable of!”
“Same here! Go, Austen! Show us what you can do!”
The chat flooded with anticipation. Tatiana, watching the stream, couldn’t hide her satisfaction. She saw the wave of fans flocking to Austen and nodded in approval.
“Record this match. Promote it well afterward. The stronger the opponent, the better it highlights his skills.”
“Understood, Miss Fernandez,” Jedidiah responded promptly.
However, as the seconds ticked by—ten, then twenty—Austen still hadn’t surpassed the random team. By the thirtieth second, his forehead was beaded with sweat, and Tatiana’s once-composed face darkened in concern.
“Is something wrong with him? I thought he was supposed to be good.” This was the first time Tatiana had actually watched Austen in action. Until now, she’d only heard secondhand reports from Jedidiah about his abilities.
Jedidiah hadn’t expected the live stream to backfire, but it was no excuse. His lips tightened as he muttered, “Austen’s skills and reputation are well-known in the gaming world. It’s just that this random team… they’re exceptionally strong.”
The game was far from over, and Jedidiah could only hope that Austen would manage to regain control. But the random team was accelerating, their movements growing quicker with every second. As Austen’s mental state began to waver, several mistakes slipped through his gameplay.
After the game ended, the excitement in the live stream room shifted gradually to confusion, then to anxiousness and disbelief.
“Austen okay? Did he eat today? Maybe he should rest for a bit before playing again?”
“Austen was too careless at the start. He noticed it, but it was already too late to catch up. What a shame.”
“Wait a second… has anyone noticed? That random team from earlier… isn’t it the ‘Take You Down’ team? They’ve been dominating the Finger Dance leaderboard lately. Some streamers have even posted their game videos.”
“Take You Down? What a strange name. But if they beat Austen, are they planning to start their own stream and ride his coattails?” The chat exploded with doubt, curiosity, and concern.
Meanwhile, Austen’s face showed frustration.
“I don’t need a break. I was just careless in that round. I’ll play better next time.”
Austen took a deep breath, trying to calm himself and shake off the sting of defeat. However, as soon as the next round started, he was matched with the “Take You Down” team again.
His expression darkened instantly. Claiming carelessness had been just an excuse. He didn’t know if he could win if he faced them again. The live stream audience, unaware of Austen’s inner turmoil, thought it was all just a coincidence.
“Austen, get back on track! We believe in you!”
“Austen, if you win this round, I’ll send you a big gift!”
“Austen’s so lucky.”
Austen had never felt so pressured. But the game had already started, and he had no choice but to push through.
Tatiana’s eyes remained fixed on the stream, her brows knitting tighter.
The reason was simple: Austen had lost again.
Then, Austen faced the “Take You Down” team for the third time. The audience, not all of them his fans, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“He can’t even beat a random team, and he calls himself a gaming genius?”
“He’s not that good. He might be good at making fun of himself, but maybe he should stop playing games.”
“There’s no way he’s winning this round… it’s a done deal.”
Austen didn’t even want to think about what would happen after this stream. He had put so much effort into preparing for it. Was it all going to crumble because of this mysterious random team?
His frustration burned inside him, yet his determination flared brighter than ever. Staring at the name of the “Take You Down” team, he steeled himself. As soon as the game began, he unleashed every ounce of skill his former coach had drilled into him.
Austen certainly had a knack for gaming. His reputation as a “genius” wasn’t entirely unearned.
However, he now found himself up against a genius among geniuses— the exceptionally skilled Night Cat— along with four young players trained by Night Cat herself. Despite pushing all his abilities to the max, Austen could only lose with a certain level of dignity.
Many fans in the live stream had been drawn to Austen for his youthful energy and undeniable charm. They supported him from the start, treating him with an affectionate admiration that felt almost familial.
But now, the once-celebrated genius gamer was utterly defeated, his face— once bright and full of promise— now clouded with frustration. His clothes, luxury streetwear, and the opulent backdrop of the stream might have suggested wealth, but the spark in his eyes had long since dimmed, replaced by an empty chase for fame and fortune.
An old fan, who had always defended Austen in the live chat, seemed to sense an imperceptible “crack” in the illusion of perfection Austen had built, as his flawless image began to crumble.
In the settlement screen of Finger Dance, Hank activated the all-member voice chat.
“Austen, can you tell who I am? I think you can! You’ve always talked about ‘no pain, no gain,’ but without Rutherford Club and my brother, you’d just be another dropout, wandering aimlessly with no job prospects! My brother invested so much time and money into you, but you betrayed him and slandered him publicly. Those members you stole from him…”
Hank’s harsh words cut through the tension like a blade, exposing Austen’s ingratitude for all the viewers to hear.
Austen panicked. He wanted to exit the game, end the stream, but his phone and computer seemed to work against him, the controls unresponsive. Hank’s voice continued to echo throughout the live stream room.
“You must be surprised that we beat you, huh? The reason is simple. With Night Cat leading the team, it was pretty much guaranteed. Oh, and Night Cat asked me to pass on a message to you. Remember that day you broke traffic laws and verbally attacked an elderly man and a child? You didn’t apologize. You’d better make it right…”
The live stream chat exploded. Viewers, shocked and disgusted, hadn’t expected Austen to be capable of such behavior, and his panicked reaction only made it clear that the accusations were true.
“That’s disgusting! I feel sick to my stomach. I can’t believe I used to be a fan of this jerk.”
“I’m so mad right now. This is why the industry needs stricter entry requirements. We can’t let people like him slip through the cracks. The platform needs to take responsibility!”
“Oh my God, so that’s the truth! We were wrong about Rutherford Club!”
“Austen, you owe Rutherford Club, that elderly man, and that kid an apology!”
The younger audience, driven by a strong sense of justice, lashed out in fury, now seeing the truth of Austen’s deceit and cruelty.
Austen’s face drained of color. He knew he was finished. Tonight’s three rounds had been carefully orchestrated by Hank and Isabella to bring him down.
Meanwhile, Andrew had just finished his workday and received a call from a vice president of a branch of the Klein Group.
“Mr. Klein, the Finger Dance game you recently invested in had a major bug tonight. After investigating, the tech team determined it wasn’t an issue with the game itself, but rather a hack from a skilled hacker. It’s related to the Night Cat you mentioned earlier. What should we do?”
After hearing the vice president’s report, Andrew rebooted his computer, using his special access to dive into the game’s core algorithm.
“You don’t need to worry about this. I’ll take care of it myself.” Once he hung up, Andrew’s screen displayed the areas that had been compromised.
He studied the areas with an intense, calculating gaze, his fingers hovering over the keyboard.
The last time he’d seen Isabella playing Finger Dance, he’d invested in the game company that very night, suggesting they update it with new, fun modes to keep her entertained. Over the past two weeks, he’d been satisfied to see her enjoying the game.
But the vice president’s phone call made him realize that Isabella wasn’t just playing for fun. She’d never once mentioned Austen, the very player she had easily defeated in three rounds.
Andrew glanced at the clock.
Isabella had said she had things to do after dinner. Since she had finished her games, she should be back soon.
His long lashes fluttered as he sat quietly in the study, awaiting her return.
In the live stream room, Hank had exposed everything to the public, finally letting out his pent-up frustration.
He glanced at Isabella and muted his microphone.
“Isabella, I’ve said everything you wanted me to. Do you have anything to add?”
Isabella shook her head.
“No.”
She smiled faintly, the glimmer of satisfaction in her eyes unmistakable. She had achieved her goal tonight. Austen, known for his sharp instincts and keen ability to judge situations, would undoubtedly see the wisdom in apologizing.
As Austen’s live stream abruptly ended, confusion rippled through his audience. They had been watching intently, only to be met with a sudden blackout. It didn’t take long for them to flood his account, barraging the comment section.
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