Chapter 9: Request support from Kevin

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Today is my weekly day off, but instead of working like I used to, I decided to spend the entire day at home focusing on cultivation. In the past, I rarely missed an opportunity to work on my days off for extra income, but ever since the system came into my life, things have changed somewhat. Cultivating has become my top priority, and I need to dedicate more time to it. The apartment is unusually quiet today. Kevin, my roommate, went on a trip with his fans and won't be back until next week, so I have plenty of personal space to meditate without any distractions. A day free from work or the city's noise is a good opportunity to focus on absorbing vital energy. I sat down, ready to begin my meditation when my phone suddenly rang. Glancing at the screen, I saw my parents' names. It's been a while since they last called; they probably just want to check on me. I answered the call, and my mother's familiar voice came through first: "Son, how are you? Is work going well?" I smiled, trying to keep my voice as normal as possible. "Yes, I'm fine, everything's going well, Mom. How are you and Dad doing?" My father chimed in, his voice more serious: "We saw on the news about the earthquake in SG a few weeks ago. We just found out. Were you affected at all?" My parents always worry about me, but this time... If I told them I fell into the river when the bridge collapsed, they'd panic and demand to know why I didn't tell them. So, I chose to downplay it: "Yes, there was an earthquake, but I'm fine. It was just a mild tremor; nothing major happened at home or at work." I heard my mother sigh in relief over the phone. "That's good to hear. We were worried you might have been in trouble. Remember to take care of yourself, and don't overwork." "Yes, I know. You can relax, I'll be careful," I replied, feeling a weight lift from my shoulders as I reassured them. The call continued for a few more minutes with small talk about family and life back home before I said my goodbyes. After the call ended, I sat quietly for a while. My parents' concern... and yet I had to keep the truth hidden. I couldn’t let them know what I had gone through during that earthquake. They wouldn't be able to handle knowing I had faced such danger. On top of that, there's the upcoming three-day holiday, and this time I've decided not to take extra shifts like I usually do. Instead, I'll be going back home to visit my family. It's been a while since I had the chance, and it’ll be a good opportunity to reconnect with my parents and siblings. Additionally, I have another purpose for this trip: to test out an idea I've been pondering for a while now. Would the fresh air in the countryside, with its unspoiled nature and lush greenery, make it easier for me to absorb vital energy compared to the city? Since I began this cultivation journey, I've noticed a significant change in my body. By absorbing the earth's energy, my need for food has diminished greatly. In the past, I needed three meals a day to keep my energy up, but now, just one meal is enough. Sleeping is no longer necessary either. There have been nights where I stayed up without feeling tired, as meditation kept me fully alert and energized. As a result, my living expenses have also decreased significantly. Even though I’ve been working less to focus on cultivation, the money I save from reduced expenses means I worry less. My savings have even grown enough to send more home to my parents and siblings. The thought of being able to help my family fills me with warmth and happiness. I’ve already made plans for the trip back home—partly to visit my family and partly to see if the natural environment there will make a difference in my cultivation process. Vital energy exists everywhere, but I believe that being close to nature might provide an abundance of it. With those thoughts in mind, I smiled, feeling light and at ease. I'm not only changing myself but also slowly transforming the way I live, the way I think, and the future of my family. The upcoming holiday will be a chance to experiment and to enjoy some precious time with my loved ones. I took a deep breath, refocusing on my meditation. Even though I don't have work today, there are still important tasks to complete. ... Later that afternoon, while I was meditating, my phone rang loudly. I glanced at the screen and saw it was a call from Kevin. He’s probably calling to check in on his trip, I thought, and answered. Kevin's hurried voice came through: "Solais, are you free right now? I need a favor, fast." "What’s up? Go ahead," I replied. "Yesterday, I rushed to the airport and forgot to deliver a few PC hard drives to my colleague at the streamer company. They need them urgently, but I can't come back. Can you help me take them there? Or you could just hire a delivery service." I was surprised. Hard drives for PCs are expensive, not something you'd casually ask someone to deliver. Kevin could use a courier, but he probably doesn't realize how valuable these devices are. "Sure, I can do that. But these things are pricey. I'll take your bike and deliver them myself to make sure they're safe." Kevin sighed with relief. "That works, thanks so much. The keys to my bike are on the table. You just need to ride to the company and hand them over to my colleague." I nodded, feeling good about helping Kevin with something important. After getting everything ready, I grabbed Kevin's motorbike and headed straight to the streamer company. It’s located in the heart of the city, a bustling, energetic place. The streets were crowded in the late afternoon, but I drove carefully, my mind on the task. Even though it’s a simple job, helping out friends and others always brings me a sense of comfort and joy. When I arrived at the Streamer company, I parked my bike in front of the large building, carefully locked it, and then took out my phone to call the number Kevin had sent me earlier. After a few rings, the other line picked up, and I heard a pleasant female voice. "Hello, is this Solais? I’m Mysthy, Kevin’s colleague." "That’s right. I’m downstairs with the package Kevin asked me to deliver. Can you come down and pick it up?" I responded, feeling that her voice had a certain warmth and charm. My guess was probably right—she might be quite attractive. My chuckled softly over the phone and said, "Oh, but I’m busy live streaming right now. Could you bring it up for me? Thanks in advance." "No problem, I’ll bring it right up." I agreed cheerfully, heading into the building and straight to the elevator. While waiting for the elevator on the second floor, I couldn’t help but glance around. This Streamer company was truly professional, almost like a large filming studio. Surrounding me were small, partitioned rooms, each seemingly the workspace of different streamers. The bright lights, modern filming equipment, and the bustling yet creative atmosphere were clearly visible on every employee's face. The elevator doors opened, and I stepped inside, pressing the floor number Mysthy had instructed. When the elevator stopped, I followed the long hallway to the live-streaming area. Everything here was neat and orderly, with nameplates placed outside each room. I easily recognized Mysthy's live room. Standing in front of the door to Mysthy's live room, I didn’t think much and immediately opened it to enter. The scene inside took me by surprise. A thoroughly professional setup. In front of me was Mysthy, sitting before the camera, live-streaming. The room around her resembled a cozy and feminine space with a pink color scheme. Behind her were tastefully arranged decorations, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. Behind the scenes, a few staff members were busy preparing everything. I stood still for a moment, observing the surroundings, clearly sensing the professionalism and structure of such live broadcasts. In a brief instant, I realized that Mysthy, who had just spoken to me on the phone, was actually Mysthy, a famous streamer. She was known for her cute talking style, often making content that involved chatting with fans and occasionally live-streaming games. So, the person with the pleasant voice over the phone turned out to be one of the well-known faces in the streaming world. Seeing Mysthy working live, I couldn’t help but feel impressed. It was the first time I had witnessed the behind-the-scenes of a celebrity’s work, and everything played out differently than I had imagined. Even though Mysthy always appeared relaxed and gentle on screen, it was evident that behind those moments was a whole team of support and thorough preparation. After a brief period of admiration, I quickly approached a male staff member and handed over the package, not wanting to disrupt Mysthy’s live session. Once the delivery was completed, I politely greeted them and swiftly left the room.
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