Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills-Chapter 76: Rank Up Rewards

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.

The battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

The four holy grenades had turned Lord Varos into little more than scattered bone fragments, his corrupted divinity dissipating like smoke in the wind.

Adam exhaled, flexing his fingers where the grenades had once been.

The sudden emptiness in his grip was a stark reminder that it was over.

[Floor 2 Cleared!]

[All surviving participants will be granted a one-hour rest period before the next floor opens.]

[All losing participants will be isolated in a confined singular room and will be released until the floor has reset]

[Rewards will be distributed based on contribution.]

A holographic leaderboard flickered into existence above the battlefield.

[1st Place] – The Chosen Conduit (103,424 points)

[2nd Place] – The Atrocious One (19,312 points)

[3rd Place] – Distant Eye (17,531 points)

Adam barely glanced at it.

He already knew he would score as the first placer...

His focus was on the next set of notifications.

[Hidden Condition: <Defeating Lord Varos' True Body> been fulfilled!]

[Hidden Condition: <Reaching Beyond 100,000 Contribution Points> been fulfilled!]

[Rewards have been upgraded.]

The system didn't waste time.

[+250,000 EXP]

[+40 Soul Cores]

[+20,000 Gold]

His body thrummed as energy surged through him as his levels climbed in rapid succession.

[Level 95 → Level 96]

[Mana Capacity Increased.]

[Level 96 → Level 97]

[Control Over Mana Improved Slightly.]

[Level 97 → Level 98]

[Magic Damage +1%]

[Level 98 → Level 99]

[Blood Regeneration has increased by 1%]

[Level 99 → Level 100]

A final notification of the level ups sounded.

[You Have Reached Max Level for Your Current Rank.]

[Conditions for Rank Advancement Met.]

Adam's eyes flicked to the next prompt.

[Calculating Soul Cores…]

[Soul Core Amount Detected: 310]

[Your Rank Has Increased.]

[Ember → Stone]

A deep, resonant hum vibrated through Adam's bones as his very existence reshaped itself.

It wasn't just power filling him...

It was his entire being being reforged at a fundamental level!

In the Tower's merciless hierarchy, ranks weren't just fancy titles or simple power boosts.

Each promotion represented an actual evolution of one's existence, with Stone rank marking the first true step beyond mortal limits.

An Ember-ranked Streamer was still essentially human.

A vessel filled with borrowed power.

Their flesh could be pierced by blades.

Their bones shattered under sufficient force.

Their minds could break from exhaustion or terror.

They were sparks... brilliant but fleeting, capable of being snuffed out by any sufficiently strong gust of wind.

Stone rank changed a lot of things.

The transformation wasn't metaphorical.

When the Tower's system elevated someone to Stone rank, it physically rewrote their body at a cellular level.

Their bones gained the density of compressed marble, making them nearly unbreakable by conventional means.

Their muscle fibers realigned into tougher, more efficient configurations that could generate terrifying force without tearing.

Even their blood changed, becoming thicker and more potent, each drop carrying far more oxygen and nutrients than human blood possibly could.

Adam flexed his fingers as the changes settled in.

He could feel the difference immediately... like his entire body had been replaced with something more solid, more real.

The air itself seemed to press against him differently, as if recognizing he now occupied more space in the world's natural order.

But the most important change wasn't physical.

Stone rank Streamers developed what veterans called "Soul Core independency"

An internal wellspring of energy that made them less dependent on the Tower's systems.

Where Embers were like lanterns, burning fuel given to them, Stones became furnaces that generated their own heat.

This was why they could survive wounds that would kill lesser Streamers, why they could fight for days without rest, why they could shrug off poisons and diseases that would drop an Ember in seconds.

The tradeoff?

Everything weighed more now.

Not just physically...

Adam could already feel his movements requiring more deliberate effort existentially.

[Due to Overqualification of Soul Cores, Your Evolution Has Been Altered.]

[New Ability Has Been Modified…]

A cold sensation spread through his veins.

[You Have Gained a New Ability: Crimson Rebirth (A-Tier)]

[Crimson Rebirth]: Upon death, Adam will revive as long as a single drop of his blood exists somewhere in the world.

Cooldown: Once every two months.

True Death Condition: Complete annihilation of all blood traces.

Adam stared at the description.

This wasn't what he got last time...

In his past life, his rank-up had granted him Enhanced Blood Regeneration (E-Tier), a passive ability that boosted his healing by 120%.

Useful, but not this.

Crimson Rebirth was…

A second chance.

No, not just a second chance.

The two month cooldown was basically saying that he could continuously be reborn...!

His fingers twitched but he didn't smile.

He didn't react outwardly either as he kept his stoic face... But deep inside—

Adam was elated!

The system wasn't done.

[All Stats and Abilities Have Been Upgraded.]

[Would You Like to View Your Status Window?]

Adam didn't hesitate.

"Yes."

A translucent blue screen materialized before him.

▶ [User] Adam Codranel

➤ [Rank] Stone (Requires 2,000 Soul Core points and max level for the next Rank)

➤ [Level] 1 ─ (Capped at level 100)

➤ [Soul Core] 0

➤ [Honor] 85

◆ [Abilities]

├── [Temporary Copy] (?-Tier) (Upgraded)

- Copied skills now degrade to E-Tier versions.

- User can now choose between two skill options.

├── [Permanent Copy] (?-Tier) (Refreshed)

- 1 usage per rank increase.

- Can only copy a viewer's skill.

├── [Crimson Dominion] (C-Tier) (Upgraded)

- Control over external blood improved.

├── - [Surreal Creation] (A-Tier) (Upgraded)

- Illusion mana cost reduced.

- Size limit increased.

└── [Blood Reborn] (A-Tier) (New)

◆ [Stream Information]

├── [Stream Codename] The Chosen Conduit

├── [Sponsors] None

├── [Average Viewers] 213/sec

├── [Subscribers] 213

├── [Gold] 20,534 Gold

└── [Pending Gifts] : 23

Adam took a moment to process his upgraded status, but the flashing notifications from his stream chat demanded attention.

The flood of donations had turned into a tidal wave... viewers celebrating his victory, showering him with gifts, and some just there to witness history in the making.

[Lector_3 has donated numerous F-tier gifts!]

[You have received] Mana Cake x5 – Delicate pastries infused with stabilizing energy. Consuming one temporarily reinforces the soul core, preventing mana fluctuations during high-stress situations.

'Mana cakes... I have never seen items like this before... Hm. Perhaps Miya would like these as my personal gifts for when we meet on the 10th floor...'

'She is quite fond of sweets after all.'

Adam thought as he stored them away.

[nthnth_9 has donated a C-tier gift!]

[You have received] Rogue's Necklace – A silver chain bearing a faintly glowing obsidian pendant. Crafted by a legendary thief who vanished from history, this artifact automatically dampens the wearer's presence when no interaction is detected for five seconds. Perfect for those who prefer to move unseen.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Adam's lips. Now this was valuable.

He fastened it around his neck, feeling an immediate change... like the air around him grew heavier, blurring his outline ever so slightly.

[nthnth_9 congratulates the streamer on his 1st place ranking!]

Adam gave a slight nod.

"Appreciated."

The donations didn't stop.

[Prankster of Kingdoms has donated 4,000 coins!]

[Experienced Old Knight has donated 500 coins!]

[DaoisteRJTzL has donated an F-tier gift!]

[You have received] +5 Soul Cores

[DaoisteRJTzL] : Another smile as thanks, Streamer?

Adam ignored the request immediately.

There was no way in hell would he put on an embarrassingly "appreciative" smile!

[Flaming_Climax has donated an F-tier gift!]

[You have received] +5 Soul Cores

[Disciple of Ice] : …Flaming… Climax…?

The chat erupted into chaos... some questioning the usernames of other viewers, others making crude jokes, a few even debating the philosophical implications of such names in a death game like the Tower.

Adam exhaled through his nose, resisting the urge to smack his viewers...

As the notifications continued to pile up, Adam couldn't deny the truth.

His greatest advantage wasn't [Temporary Copy], which allowed him to mimic skills.

It wasn't even [Permanent Copy], granting him a rare chance to copy an ability permanently.

No... his real cheat were probably these guys...

The viewers.

The whales who tossed around high-tier items like candy...

The strategists who analyzed every move and offered advice...

The meme lords who kept morale high even in the darkest battles...

Most Streamers struggled through the Tower's trials alone, forced to rely on nothing but their own grit and whatever meager rewards the system tossed their way.

Even those lucky enough to attract viewers rarely saw substantial donations... unless they were already high-tier ability users with flashy skills worth watching.

But Adam?

Th𝓮 most uptodate nov𝑒ls are publish𝒆d on ƒreewebηoveℓ.com.

He had an entire audience fueling his ascent.

And they weren't just donating... they were practically investing in him!

Every gift, every coin, every piece of equipment was a bet placed on his survival.

Some did it for entertainment.

Others hoped he'd uncover the Tower's secrets.

A few, he suspected, had darker motives.

But for now?

He'd definitely use it all...

Especially the items that these odd-usernamed viewers would send him.

Although they were quite random at times, they were definitely really useful...

Just as he was about to continue reading the chant, a soft and small pat suddenly touched him from behind.

Just as he turned his attention back to his status screen, a light touch brushed against his shoulder—hesitant, almost nervous.

Adam turned to find Leila standing behind him, her usual timid demeanor replaced by uncharacteristic excitement.