Work Prophet
Chapter 416 - 34: 2000 Silly Netizens

Chapter 416: Chapter 34: 2000 Silly Netizens

"I know I can’t post videos on Bilibili anymore, but you can freely travel between two planes, right? So, I could give you the videos I’ve made for you to post on the other side," Li Yu suggested.

Excitement growing in his voice, Lu Weijai said, "I’ve already thought about the content. It’s mainly about introducing the delicacies of this continent, with some unconventional elements mixed in to continue my usual style. If it catches on, it could help attract more people who want to be reincarnated, and we could even split the profits from the videos fifty-fifty.

"Or maybe a seventy-thirty split, with seventy percent for you and thirty for me, of course. You would just have to exchange it into the currency here. What do you think?"

Having shared his ideas, Lu Weijai looked eagerly at Li Yu, yet the latter’s face betrayed no emotion.

"You’re dead, certified dead. So don’t go scaring others by posting videos with your old account," Li Yu said. "Besides, I can’t take your videos back to another universe."

"Why not?" asked a stunned Lu Weijai.

"There’s no special reason," Li Yu replied. "It’s just how things are. Whether you like it or not, you have no connection to that world anymore. It’s best to focus on this life now."

Lu Weijai appeared unwilling to accept this, sensing that Li Yu was about to dismiss him, but then said, "Wait, if that deal won’t work, I have another proposition I’d like to discuss with you."

"What kind of deal?"

"I also want a toothbrush and toothpaste, plus towels and soap—like the ones you gave to Brother Niu. Additionally, I want two bottles of mosquito repellent, a blanket, and a pair of travel shoes—size 42... no, I guess size 39 would do now. No, better stick with 42; I’m still growing," he listed.

Li Yu didn’t reject the request outright but instead inquired, "And what would you like to trade for these things?"

"Money," Lu Weijai declared.

"What?"

"Renminbi. I can pay with renminbi," Lu Weijai said, looking quite serious. "The advice you gave me during our first encounter inspired me, even though I didn’t fully believe such a thing back then.

"Still, I thought I should make some preparations for a potential transmigration. I wasn’t all that interested in the humanistic history of the Middle Ages, but I did hide five thousand yuan as my startup fund for this life."

"The items I need would cost less than five hundred yuan together. If you could bring them to me, you can keep the remaining four thousand five hundred or so yuan. Oh, and it would be great if you could add a thermos cup."

"No," Li Yu flatly refused.

"Then forget the thermos cup."

"It’s not about the thermos cup," Li Yu explained. "Even though the items you want aren’t expensive, the transportation costs are too high. If you really want them, you can wait for the Transmigrator Store to launch. It will likely have many things you need. In the meantime, save up some Divine Country points."

With Li Yu’s current salary, a few thousand yuan wasn’t much of an attraction anymore. More importantly, he didn’t want to start such a precedent.

His plans for the future involved moonlighting as a Mysterious Merchant, not running errands as a personal shopper.

Seeing that his first two requests were turned down by Li Yu, Lu Weijia’s confidence faded from the level it had been upon his arrival.

After a pause, he continued, "Could I ask you to deliver a message for me... please don’t reject it right away. I know that I’m already dead on the other side and should just keep quiet. I don’t want to contact my parents or any other friends or relatives."

"Then who do you want me to give the message to?"

"My fans," said Lu Weijia. "I’m an uploader with a fan group of two thousand people, nearly full. I didn’t want to play for sympathy, so no matter how much they pressed for updates, I never revealed my illness in the group.

"Just a few days before my death, I bid them farewell, telling them I was going to die. They thought I was just collecting more material for my content until I showed them my medical records and a diagnosis, as well as a short video from the hospital room. Only then did they believe me.

"Afterward, I told them about the strange person who approached me—don’t worry, I didn’t mention your name. I just said you offered me a chance at reincarnation in another world for free.

"The group speculated about what you could be scamming from me, suggesting that no matter how hidden your intentions were, you’d eventually ask for money. Others thought you were crazy or perhaps a trafficker looking for my corneas, which was frankly unnerving.

"However, we did spend some time discussing the possibility of it all, and that’s when I thought of the promise I made with Brother Niu and made a similar pact with those ridiculous group members.

"If, if I really did transmigrate, and since you’re obviously able to return to Earth, maybe I could ask you to relay a message to them, especially to a group admin named Soft Mud Monster. He has an ailing cousin."

"A terminal illness?"

"A terminal illness. Soft Mud Monster said his cousin doesn’t have much time left, and her family is already prepared. This way, you also get two thousand ridiculous internet friends," he offered.

"What would I do with two thousand ridiculous internet friends?"

"Though they might be unreliable, mouthy, and stingy, barely ever willing to spend a coin on me, they are still living, breathing humans. Well, except for maybe a few bot accounts mixed in, but at least most of them are alive and well."

"Is that the best thing you can say about them?"

"No, my point is that living people have relationships. If they’re willing to look out for others who are about to die and can help make some connections... it could help you find the people you need more quickly. And from what I know of them, they would be willing to do it."

"Why would they?"

"Because they’d be curious to find out if I actually transmigrated. The best way to verify is to send another person over, especially someone they know."

After a moment’s consideration, Li Yu asked, "You want a toothbrush, toothpaste, soap, towels, a blanket, sports shoes, mosquito repellent, and a thermos cup, right?"

"It would be nice to have those items, but I can get by without them," said Lu Weijai with a grin. "What I really want is a promise from you."

"What kind of promise?"

"I don’t much want to take on any responsibilities in the future. You brought me here to help you find minerals, and I will do that. But maybe it’s because I’ve been an uploader for too long; I’ve grown to dislike constraints and don’t want a life organized by others."

"But in life, there will always be constraints," replied Li Yu. "However, I can agree to your request. The organization tends to place each person in the role where they can function best, but it also considers the personal wishes of its employees."