Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 731

Chapter 731: Best Moderator

— 44xStorm: THE HALO WAS A PERSON??? THE HALO WAS A PERSON THIS ENTIRE TIME???

— BastetThrone: Alice Ashborn. The Light That Destroys. She has been sitting on top of Kai’s head since the competition started and we had no idea. We are so stupid!

— VesperaFearless: The 20th member. That’s the 20th member. 19 registered fighters and everyone kept asking who number 20 was. Also I need 10 seasons of Ashborn Family Drama RIGHT NOW! These three together are the best!

The rest was unreadable. Thousands of messages per second, the chat reduced to a waterfall of text that no human eye could follow.

Emilia’s eyes moved across her interface. Three mental taps. The chat mode switched from public to membership-only, the entry barrier set at one Chronos.

One Chronos. One hundred dollars to type.

The chat went quiet for exactly two seconds.

Then the subscription notifications began rushing in.

They came in a wave. A chime, then another, then three at once, then ten, then so many that the individual chimes blurred into a continuous ring. Each one was a Chronos. Each one was a hundred dollars.

Emilia stared at the counter climbing in real time. Five hundred. A thousand. The number kept going.

From the floor, Leia started laughing.

"Emilia," she wheezed. "You absolute capitalist. You did not just put the chat behind a paywall during the biggest stream moment in awakened history."

"I didn’t plan this!" Emilia’s cheeks were burning. She covered them with both hands. "The chat was moving too fast! I couldn’t moderate it! I just wanted to be able to read it!"

"Mhm." Leia nodded along.

"Look at that counter," Sarah noted. The manic laughter had settled into something calmer. "Emi, there are already four thousand subscribers. That’s four hundred thousand dollars."

"I was just trying to do my job!"

Emilia’s hands were still pressed to her cheeks. They were on fire.

Then she lowered them.

"Seven thousand," she said quietly. Her voice had changed.

"Emi?" Sarah asked.

"That’s seven hundred thousand dollars." Emilia’s back straightened against the cabinet. "In a few seconds."

"Oh no," Leia said. "She’s doing the math."

"I just made Kai seven hundred thousand dollars. No, a million now," Emilia said, and the blush was still there but the embarrassment was gone. "While you were choking on your own spit, vile woman. And you were laughing so hard you dropped a Nutella jar, Princeless."

Silence on the line.

"I think," Emilia continued, her voice prim and steady, "that speaks for itself. In terms of who among Kai’s moderators is contributing the most..."

"You absolute bitch," Leia laughed with deep, genuine respect.

"..." Sarah didn’t find it so funny. A low growl, emulating Vespera’s, rumbled through the speaker. "Emilia..."

Emilia smiled. Small, close-lipped. She held it while both of them swore at her through the phone.

The chiming continued.

Then Leia stopped.

"Wait." The laughter cut dead. "Hold on. Sarah."

"What?"

"Vespera Ashborn just announced she’s Kai’s mother. Alice Ashborn literally exploded off his head screaming and crying. Emilia collapsed. I choked so hard I almost died." Leia paused. "And you made a comment about the subscriber count."

"I was in shock."

"No, you weren’t. Your shock was real, I think... You did the Nutella, you did the fragments. But... My nose is detecting the stench of a nasty woman. A liar!"

"We’re literally hundreds of miles away. You can’t smell me and even if you could, I don’t ’smell like a nasty woman!’"

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