Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills-Chapter 63: Another Absurd Plan

They shot forward, wrapping around Cael's limbs in an instant.

"What the—?!"

The chains constricted.

A flare of red light pulsed through them, reinforcing their grip as they tightened around Cael's arms, binding his movement.

His expression twisted into surprise, then mild irritation.

"You have to snap your fingers to teleport, correct?"

Cael's eyes widened.

"You—?!"

Adam didn't let him finish.

With precise movements, he reached into his system inventory, pulling out a small vial filled with shimmering blue liquid.

A sleeping potion.

A rare item he had purchased specifically for contingencies like this.

He didn't hesitate.

He forced the potion down Cael's throat before the man could struggle, tilting his head back to ensure he swallowed every drop.

Cael choked, trying to resist, but the effects were instant.

His limbs twitched as his breathing slowed.

His vision blurred as the strength in his body faded away.

"...What… the hell… did you…"

Cael's voice slurred, his body slumping against the blood chains.

Adam caught him before he could collapse completely.

"Taking you to therapy."

Cael's eyes, though sluggish, still managed to widen.

"...What..?!"

Adam exhaled through his nose, adjusting the unconscious man's weight.

This guy was dangerous.

But he was also useful.

Cael's ability was ranked B-tier, but based on what Adam remembered, once he ranked up, it evolved into something even stronger....

An A-tier ability with spatial manipulation properties.

Someone like him, if guided properly, could be a powerful asset in the future.

If Adam made sure he never went berserk…

If he made sure Cael didn't become the monster he was in his past life…

Then this world would have one less calamity waiting to happen.

And in return, humanity would have gained a formidable warrior.

Adam glanced at Cael's sleeping face.

Now, he just had to figure out how to drag this guy to an actual therapist...

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[Ken_The_Destroyer is happy at the streamer's sudden ambush]

[Disciple of Ice dislikes the use of violence to solve problems...]

[Ken_The_Destroyer says if enough violence is used, the problem will be solved]

Adam let out a breath and straightened, rolling his shoulders.

As he turned, he immediately noticed the way the other Stream Hunters had tensed up.

A few had their weapons half-raised, unsure whether they were next.

Leila and Kristoff who were right beside Adam didn't utter a word, afraid that Adam would knock them up too.

His gaze swept over the crowd.

Their fear was justified.

After all, he had just restrained one of the most dangerous Hunters on this floor without breaking a sweat.

To them, it must have looked like he was just picking off people at random.

If he didn't clear up the misunderstanding, things would get messy.

He raised his hands in a calm, open gesture.

"Do not worry. I'm not here to pick fights."

Some didn't lower their weapons immediately as the tension was still thick in the air.

"This guy is a government-wanted fugitive."

Adam said, nudging Cael's unconscious form with his boot,

"He skipped his mandatory therapy sessions after failing his psych evaluation."

His gaze sharpened, scanning the crowd.

"I'm sure I don't have to remind you how serious that is."

Murmurs rippled through the gathered Hunters.

Some glanced at each other, others fidgeted under Adam's scrutiny.

He took a step forward, his voice even.

"If any of you have also skipped these required evaluations, I highly recommend speaking up now. It'll save you a lot of trouble when I inevitably find out myself."

Silence.

No one moved.

"Now, lower your weapons and listen."

He made sure that there was no warmth in his tone, and no unnecessary emotion.

It wasn't that Adam lacked empathy... it was that in moments like this, emotion was a liability.

A precise, commanding tone made people listen.

It cut through hesitation, forced them to focus, and ensured there was no room for doubt.

In a place where one wrong decision meant death, clarity mattered more than reassurance.

Adam had never been good at social cues, but years of leading Hunters had taught him that control wasn't about charisma... it was about presence.

A leader who wavered invited disorder.

A leader who projected certainty, even if it was cold, kept people grounded.

A few of them hesitated.

Adam didn't repeat himself, he simply waited.

After a few seconds, the Hunters complied, lowering their weapons and turning their full attention to him.

"Good." He said.

"Now, I'll keep this short. The way we've been fighting on this floor is pointless. We take settlements, they take them back. We fight, they rise again. This war isn't one we can win through attrition."

Silence.

No one argued.

Adam continued, his voice firm.

"For the next two weeks, we stop wasting time. No more defending settlements. No more trying to hold onto land we can't keep. Instead, we will all focus on leveling up. Since the undead outnumber us by a huge amount, that means that there are tons of experience points that we can gather for ourselves."

He paused before adding.

"Leveling should be something we should take full advantage of."

A murmur rippled through the crowd, but no one interrupted.

"Then, once we've reached our peak, we go straight to Lord Varos and kill him."

That got a reaction.

One of the Hunters, a woman with a longbow slung across her back, frowned.

"Go straight for the floor boss?"

Adam glanced at her.

"Yes."

Another Hunter scoffed.

"Shouldn't we take out the smaller settlements first? Weakening their numbers before attacking?"

Adam's expression didn't change.

"No."

The man blinked, caught off guard by the blunt response.

"Why?"

Adam shifted his gaze across the group, making sure they were paying attention.

"Even if we take those settlements, they'll be reclaimed within days. We don't have the numbers to hold them, and even if we did, it wouldn't matter. The undead don't need food. They don't get tired. They don't have supply lines to cut. The only thing keeping them going is necrotic energy, and Lord Varos is the one supplying it."

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A few of the Hunters exchanged glances.

Adam continued.

"You all received a system notification when you arrived on this floor. It told you the boss monster is aligned with the undead, correct?"

The group muttered in agreement.

"That's because this war isn't as unbalanced as one might think."

"The undead can win by wiping out all the orc settlements. But the orcs only need to kill one target... Lord Varos."

He said, making sure to explain in detail.

"Once he's dead, the necrotic energy keeping the undead functional will start to dissipate. They'll stop regenerating and they'll stop reviving. Without him, the war ends."

Another Hunter, an older man with a heavy axe resting on his shoulder, narrowed his eyes.

"And what makes you think we'll be strong enough to kill him in two weeks?"

Adam didn't hesitate.

"To all those who have doubts, you may back down and wait for the next floor war cycle for another opportunity to advance to the third floor."

The bluntness of his response shut down any further argument.

After all, people who were aligned with the orc faction had never won a floor war.

In fact, everyone who chooses the orc faction always comes to regret it.

Most die during the war, while the few remaining ones that survive have to wait for the next floor war reset and do it again...

Only to find out that they'll still be greatly outnumbered by the undead faction with no hopes of winning.

Hence, for them, it was a cycle of just trying to survive till the next floor war cycle.

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[Gelhodeious] : Question, how powerful is Lord Varos to be able to supply an entire floor of undead... The hop in power level between the floor 1 boss and the floor 2 boss is insane!

[Woman of Specters] : From what I know, thousands of years ago, Lord Varos used to be a floor 21 boss.

[Experienced Old Knight] : You're correct m'lady. He was used in the Universe of Polarity as a floor 21 boss. But it seems he's been demoted to a floor 2 boss here in this streamer's universe... Perhaps the tower has a ranking system as well?

[WeaverOfStories asks how you're so sure that viewer is a lady]

[Experienced Old Knight says he doesn't want to have another full blown argument with the strange viewers...]

Adam let a moment pass before elaborating.

"I'm not saying it'll be easy."

"I'm saying it's the only viable path forward. That's why for the next two weeks, every single one of you will focus on maximizing your level, improving your combat efficiency, and acquiring better gear."

"And before we attack, all of you will stockpile as many holy-powered items as possible. Weapons, talismans, potions... anything that can counter necrotic energy."

The older Hunter exhaled sharply.

"Holy energy… That's one of the only things that can permanently stop undead from reviving."

"Correct."

Adam's tone remained flat.

"Without it, we'll be fighting the same enemies over and over."

The Stream Hunters looked towards one another, unsure about the success rate of such a plan...

Seeing this, Adam didn't react much as he continued.

"Now, let's discuss the sequence of events during and before the attack..."