Chapter 35

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[OnionHead: What are you drawing today?]

[###ggaMan: Hopefully some hot woman this time.]

[EmoStatic: Stop being weird, dude.]

[##iggaMan: What? Are you gonna tell me you don't want to see that too?]

[Yeowang: Have you thought about my proposal?]

Lohan, focused on the screen in front of him, momentarily diverted his attention to see what the viewers were saying, disappointment crossing his face before he returned to his drawing.

Still recovering from the injuries from his fight with Hostel, he dedicated himself entirely to livestreaming his drawings.

For now, he had a decent audience, getting 30 viewers for each live session he did.

Considering the average he had seen from other content creators, he could say he was doing well.

Besides, his art was decent. His ability to learn was tested as he improved with each drawing he made.

Simply put, the ability to copy was a broken skill.

For now, he was focused on drawing in the style of Manhwas. He had sketched some famous characters like Tanjiro and Eren.

The world of Lookism wasn't too different from his, but he could say it lacked some popular works, like some renowned mangas.

In fact, there were quite a few works he remembered seeing in passing in his past life, but when it came to Manhwa, he could say there were no works he recalled, like Solo Leveling.

So, like any good Samaritan, he decided to focus his efforts on replicating that work, you know, as a way to pay homage to his world...

Damn, not even he could believe that lie.

With an embarrassed smile, he stepped back from his digital drawing table, his eyes scanning the sketch for any mistakes.

"I'm drawing an original character, something I've had in mind for a while." Noticing the accumulating questions, he finally explained. "I'm thinking of starting my own Manhwa."

[OnionHead: Oh, that sounds cool! What's it going to be called?]

[##iggaMan: Will there be hot chicks?]

"I haven't thought of a name yet... Maybe I'll ask for your suggestions in the future."

Returning to the drawing, Lohan let his pen hover over the screen for a moment, a sigh escaping his lips as he looked at the live session time.

"Three hours? Damn, I think that's enough for today."

[Yeowang: Aww... But already? It was fun.]

[OnionHead: Damn, I wanted to see you finish the drawing today.]

With a grateful smile, Lohan started to put away his drawing equipment. "Don't worry, I'll stream again tomorrow."

[Yeowang: Alright, alright. See you next time! And don't forget my proposal!]

Lohan rubbed his head at that comment, his face filling with confusion for a moment before he remembered what it was about.

"Alright, I'll think about it." With a sigh, he finally closed the stream, his body resting in his chair as he checked the time. "7:00 PM... I need to make dinner."

Getting up, he left his room, not forgetting the previous comment as he headed to the kitchen.

Yeowang was a streamer focused on makeup and women's care. She was a pretty girl with a decent number of followers.

Lohan found it strange when she suddenly appeared in his stream when he had only 5 viewers.

She seemed to like his drawings and sent him a message asking if he could draw her in exchange for promotion.

Lohan simply said he wasn't doing drawings for others at the moment, mostly due to a lack of confidence in his skills. Fortunately, she seemed to understand, and since then, she hadn't missed a single one of his streams.

A week later, he now maintained a decent number of viewers, enough for him to feel that he was slowly building his own community.

It was quite gratifying in his eyes.

"Eli! What would you like to eat?" He called out to the boy while looking for supplies in the cabinet.

Hearing the sound of quick footsteps approaching, he turned to see the little boy in front of him with an excited look.

"Can we please have popcorn today?"

He seemed embarrassed to ask, which made Lohan chuckle softly, ruffling his hair before turning back to the cabinet.

"Sure, sure. Do you want to watch a movie tonight?"

"Yes!"

The boy replied almost immediately, making Lohan smile and nod in agreement.

"Alright, then go wait in the living room."

Watching the boy walk away, Lohan felt satisfaction fill his chest, his mind returning to all the previous events.

Thanks to the money he recovered, he was able to renovate part of his apartment and buy some non-essential items, like a fully functional TV, unlike the previous one that could only light up half of its screen.

Of course, some things were still missing, but he had enough money for that.

As for little Eli, he was happy to see the boy becoming more and more like a child. Those dead eyes were no longer visible, replaced by a look full of life and hope.

Lohan spared no expense when it came to the boy's happiness. With the money from the man who had wronged him, he provided him with everything a child could want.

Of course, he didn't want to spoil him, but after everything he had been through, Lohan felt he deserved comfort.

Ding!

Finishing the popcorn, Lohan transferred it to a bowl, heading towards the living room where Eli seemed to be choosing a movie.

"So, what do you want to watch?" Lohan asked as he sat on the couch, placing the popcorn on the small table in front.

"This one looks cool! It's called Train to Busan!"

Lohan immediately recognized the name, definitely a movie worth watching.

"Oh, that's a good one."

Lohan praised, but he seemed confused when Eli turned to him with a suspicious look.

"What? You've seen it? But it's new."

"..." Lohan watched him in silence, blinking for a moment before turning his eyes to the screen. "I'm just guessing."

Sweat dripped down his forehead, Eli's suspicious eyes on him, only for the boy to shrug with an excited smile.

'I was a bit careless.'