"So lonely... Master Lovy is so slow... Shouldn't you come sleep with little Snorlax now?"
"So boring... How many more naps do I need to take before I can eat again, hmm!"
"Armpit... stinky! Sniff it—whoa! But still smells like leftover food, mmm!"
"Mm-hmm! Little Snorlax must eat well every day to protect Master Lovy!"
Listening to little Snorlax's inner thoughts, Lovy couldn't help but soften his gaze and smile like a doting aunt.
Snorlax's thoughts, summarized simply, seemed to revolve around three keywords:
Eating, sleeping, and Master Lovy!
"Huh... since my name has 'Lovy' in it, I guess calling me 'Master Lovy' isn't wrong."
Lovy chuckled to himself.
He wasn't sure why, but the thoughts he heard came with a distinct accent.
Maybe inner thoughts were still a kind of language.
And languages always carry personality and flavor—even for Pokémon.
But still...
Snorlax really sniffs its own armpits? Is this like how some people sniff their socks?
Lovy remembered reading somewhere that people sniff their feet or scratch and sniff to check if their body is healthy through the scent.
As a Pokémon with animal instincts, Snorlax doing this made sense.
"Let's go, little Snorlax. Time to wash up."
"Mm-hmm!"
(Inner voice: Mm-hmm! Master Lovy is finally going to clean little Snorlax up! Time to sleep together~ Little Snorlax wants to be Master's pillow, so he can rest well, hmm!)
Lovy mused.
So just a single grunt hides such a rich inner world?
Feeling Snorlax's affection, Lovy's expression remained gentle and full of care.
Armpit cleaning in progress.
"Master Lovy is so gentle~ Little Snorlax will cooperate, hmm!"
"Getting sleepy... gonna doze off~"
"Hold on... hold on... If little Snorlax collapses in the bathroom, Master won't be able to carry me back, hmm!"
Lovy listened to Snorlax's thoughts, completely immersed in their bedtime routine.
Though it was late and tiring, his heart felt peaceful and at ease.
[Influence Points Insufficient! Heart of Listening will soon deactivate!]
The system warning was urgent, but Lovy stayed calm and composed.
He could always earn more influence points.
Out of pure affection, he just wanted to splurge a little tonight—to really hear what Snorlax was thinking.
Besides, one good stream could earn it all back. No big deal.
"All done, little Snorlax. Go lie down on your own."
Washing complete, Lovy gave Snorlax's plump rear a pat. It was satisfyingly firm and made a deep, thick thud.
"Mm-hmm!"
(Finally, time to sleep~!)
Snorlax scampered off quickly and plopped itself down neatly.
(Inner voice: Little Snorlax will be good, won't cause trouble for Master... So sleepy... If Master doesn't come soon, I'll fall asleep~)
Lovy still needed to wash up himself.
But before long, he heard Snorlax's soft, intermittent snores.
"This little guy... always wants to wait until I lie down to sleep together, but ends up dozing off first every time..."
Lovy thought to himself, heart calm and full.
A while later, after finishing up, he turned off the lights and lay down beside Snorlax.
Feeling the warm, fuzzy body next to him, and listening to those snore-like white noise sounds, drowsiness hit quickly.
"Good night, little Snorlax."
Lovy knew he had to cherish these times.
Because once Snorlax gets heavier...
Sleeping next to him might mean risking being rolled over in the night!
"Right... How much did I earn today? Eh, I'll check tomorrow…"
His last thought before sleep slowly faded, and without realizing it, he drifted into peaceful dreams.
A restful night.
The first thing Lovy did after waking up was check his stream earnings from the night before.
When he saw 1,897.5 yuan in backend revenue, Lovy didn't know whether to be happy or slightly disappointed.
"It's already very stable. Can't be too greedy."
Lovy felt a tiny bit of disappointment because he thought, with all the influence points he earned last night, the income would be higher than before.
But reality was unforgiving.
His current income depended on stream tips, and more viewers didn't always mean more tips.
While it partially related to content quality, a lot still depended on the audience's mood.
"There are factors I can't control. But I can ensure the quality of my streams. Most of the tips I get are during appraisals—that's something I earned with skill."
Lovy adjusted his mindset.
Endlessly worrying over uncontrollable things is useless.
Only by focusing on what you can control can you grow the most.
"Add that to the 2,300 yuan I earned from yesterday's afternoon stream... I made over 4,000 yuan in a single day!"
Not that Lovy had a split personality—
But making 4,000 yuan in one day was seriously impressive.
That "tiny disappointment" earlier? Just human nature. When you start making money, you naturally want more.
And there's nothing wrong with that—it's a normal desire and goal.
People strive to go higher, after all.
Lovy checked again—his follower count had surpassed 800, a clear and steady rise. The effects of his recent streams were now visibly snowballing.
"If this keeps up, I might hit 1,000 followers today! I heard once you hit that milestone, the platform gives you a burst of traffic. That could bring even more new viewers. If I can hold on, I'll enter a more stable growth period…"
Though Lovy once hit rock bottom during his guild streaming days, he had always paid close attention to the industry.
Now he truly wanted to turn things around.
So he'd learned the rules well and kept them fresh in his mind.
"This is the most critical newbie bonus phase—I need to make the most of it. Two streams a day, always on time."
Lovy made a firm decision.
The newbie bonus period doesn't last forever—it's a golden chance for new streamers to rise.
If the platform tags you as "no potential," then it's incredibly hard to climb back up later.
"But streaming really is profitable. The floor is low, but the ceiling is sky-high. I've barely started, and I'm already doing okay—but the ceiling…"
Lovy had full confidence in himself.
Even without the system, he was determined to climb step by step.
Now that he had the system, he had no excuse to slack off—he had to aim for the top.
To become a top streamer, or even the number one Pokémon appraiser—that's not arrogance, just a matter of time.
After confirming the day's income, Lovy withdrew the cash.
Looking at his growing account balance, for the first time since he came to this world, Lovy felt a sense of security.
"First, I'll buy a three-day supply of food for little Snorlax. That way I don't have to run to the station every day. As for the rest…"
Lovy looked at his equipment—both his PC and phone were things he bought back when he joined the guild.
And they were second-hand. Just enough to keep a stream running. Sometimes, even doing a web search during a stream would lag.
His mouse and keyboard were bottom-tier too—not just cheap, but actually depressing to look at.
"Better to save for now."
Lovy figured after buying Snorlax's food, he'd have only about 2,000 yuan left.
Not even enough for a decent computer, let alone splurging on better peripherals.
Besides, once Snorlax levels up and gains weight, he'd need to register at the Pokémon Center.
When that time comes, he'll need to pay for registration and buy extra Poké Balls—expenses he couldn't avoid.
"Your health is your greatest asset. I can't spend every day either eating, sleeping, or sitting in front of the computer. I should use my mornings to train with Snorlax."
Lovy reflected.
So far, the system hadn't provided him with any physical upgrades—that part he'd have to handle himself.
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