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Divinity.

Somewhere in Winterland.

A small two-floor building, surrounded by a white wooden fence. It was located in an ordinary neighborhood, which wasn't either too wealthy or poor.

The two-floor building wasn't anything special, but currently, there was a young man in his 18s with black hair sitting in front of an expensive-looking PC, with a 144hz monitor and powerful sounding computer.

He was currently scrolling through a website, which was very familiar-looking with a logo of StreamKing at the top.

Currently, there was nothing to watch, except some early birds who started streaming early, but he got bored in only a minute by watching.

Those streams mostly rely on their looks to survive on the battlefield called StreamKing, and some might buy their act, but this young man can clearly see through each one of them and can tell with a glance the personality of the streamers.

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