The walk back to the western gates of Oakhaven was far more comfortable than the walk out.

Asher moved with a light, effortless stride, his muscles humming with the raw power of his newly boosted stats.

In his virtual inventory sat ten thick, premium Iron-Tusk Boar hides, along with the giant, scarred hide of the Razor-Back Alpha. And, of course, a pair of heavy iron-plated boots.

[Character Inventory]

* Standard Steel Vanguard Sword (Rank F) 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

* Iron Vanguard Guard Boots (Rank F)

* Iron-Tusk Boar Hide (x10)

* Razor-Back Alpha Hide (x1) (Elite Item)

* Stream Points: 1,160 SP

He glanced at his stream interface.

The numbers were staggering. The forum thread Tim had created back on Earth was gathering hundreds of comments every minute.

Mainstream gaming communities were starting to catch wind of the "Hyper-Realistic Interdimensional Survival Stream."

[Current Viewers: 5,100]

[Followers: 12,400]

[Total Channel Likes: 85,000]

[User_Tim99]: Bro, the forum thread just got pinned by a moderator! People are arguing whether this is a full deepfake or a real alternative world. The clip of you tanking the boar is all over Twitter right now!

[LootGoblin]: 5k viewers! Streamer is getting famous! Don’t forget us original lurkers when you become a global superstar.

[NoobSlayer]: Put the boots on, man! Let’s see what a half-naked vanguard looks like wearing heavy metal shoes.

Asher chuckled mentally, reading the chat while maintaining a relaxed pace along the dirt road.

"Alright, alright. Let’s look a little less like a beggar before we hand in the quest."

He opened his inventory screen and selected the item.

[Equipping: Iron Vanguard Guard Boots (Rank F)]

A flash of gray light enveloped his feet.

The heavy leather and iron-plated shin guards wrapped seamlessly around his legs, anchoring themselves securely.

The extra weight didn’t slow him down at all; in fact, the permanent attribute boost from the boots kicked in immediately, flowing through his core.

[Maximum HP increased: 296 → 312]

"Now I just need a chest plate and some proper trousers," Asher said aloud to the camera drone.

"But we’ll handle that once we see the silver payout from the guild. I want to build a proper set, not just random scraps from toxic rankers."

As he stepped through the grand stone arches of Oakhaven’s gate, the atmosphere in the city had shifted.

Word traveled fast in a hub town populated by bored players and gossiping NPCs.

A few rookie adventurers standing near the guard towers pointed at him, whispering as he passed.

"Is that him? The guy who made Gideon walk back in his socks?"

"Look at his tags. Level 6. He was Level 5 when he left the plaza twenty minutes ago!"

"Still no shirt, but he’s wearing the Iron Vanguard squad boots. Damn, he actually did it."

Asher ignored the stares, keeping his gaze straight ahead as he navigated the cobblestone streets back to the grand oak doors of the Adventurer’s Hall.

When he pushed the doors open, the rowdy tavern inside seemed to quiet down for a brief second.

Several high-level warriors sitting near the hearth turned their heads, their eyes tracking the bronze badge pinned to his linen trousers.

He walked straight to the marble counter.

The same receptionist from before, the young woman with the neat brown hair, looked up.

Her eyes immediately dropped to the iron boots on his feet, and a look of pure realization crossed her face.

"Welcome back, Traveler Chronos," she said, her voice dropping its professional stiffness and filling with genuine awe.

"Word has already spread through the district. Did you... encounter the Iron Vanguard squad?"

"We had a small disagreement about a hunting zone," Asher said smoothly.

He reached into his virtual inventory space, pulling out the massive bundle of gray and dark red hides, letting them drop onto the marble counter with a heavy, leathery thud.

"But more importantly, I’m here to turn in the quest."

The receptionist leaned over the counter, her eyes widening as she counted the pieces.

When her fingers brushed against the thick, oxidized red bristles of the Alpha hide, she let out a sharp gasp.

"This... this is a Razor-Back Alpha hide!" she exclaimed, her voice carrying across the quieted hall.

"This is a Regional Elite monster! A standard rookie squad requires at least eight fully geared Level 7 players to secure a hunt like this! Did you harvest this alone?"

[Quest Evaluation: Perfect Clear (Elite Objective Secured)]

Before Asher could answer, a loud, clear system chime echoed inside his mind, and a bright gold prompt covered his vision.

[System Notification: Channel Milestone Reached!]

[Condition: Maintain 5,000+ Concurrent Viewers during an official Quest Turn-In.]

[Reward: Universal Stream Shop Unlocked - Level 1 Expansion.]

[New Feature: Earth Media Link - You can now play local music tracks through the system audio interface using Stream Points.]

Asher’s eyes went completely sharp.

A music link? Back on Earth, whenever he ran intense high-level PvP matches or grinding sessions, he always had a heavy rap playlist blasting in his headphones to lock in his focus.

If the system could stream Earth media directly into his soul while he fought, his combat pacing would completely change.

[MinMax_Andy]: A stream shop expansion! Look at the prompt! He can access modern resources now!

[Whale_Watcher]: Play some music, streamer! Let’s see if the audio quality carries over to our side!

[User_Tim99]: This is getting out of hand. The system is literally turning him into an apex content creator.

"Hold on, chat," Asher thought, a calm grin forming on his lips. "Let’s collect our pay first."

The receptionist quickly stamped his bronze badge with a silver rune, updating his network profile before sliding a heavy, jingling leather pouch across the counter.

[Quest Rewards Granted:]

* 50 Silver Coins (Base Reward)

* 30 Silver Coins (Elite Bonus)

* +200 Oakhaven Guild Reputation

"Your performance is unprecedented for a newly registered Vanguard," the receptionist said, her cheeks slightly flushed with excitement as she handed over the coins.

"The Guild Master has already been notified of your progress. If you reach Level 10, please report directly to the inner chambers for your formal Class Advancement Trial."

"Thank you. I’ll be back soon," Asher replied, pocketing the silver pouch.

He turned around, walking over to an empty wooden bench in the corner of the hall away from the lingering stares of the other adventurers.

Sitting down, he leaned his head against the solid wood wall and opened the newly expanded [Stream Point Shop].

[Stream Point Shop - Level 1 Expansion]

* Low-Grade Consumables (Potions, Salves, Rations)

* Earth Audio Protocol: Link Spotify/Apple Music Account (Cost: 100 SP per hour)

* Premium Gacha Reroll Token (Rank F - E) (Cost: 500 SP)

"One hundred points for an hour of high-focus audio," Asher calculated.

With his current balance sitting at over eleven hundred points, a hundred SP was pocket change.

He focused his mind on the Audio Protocol option, syncing it instantly with his old personal playlist files back on Earth.

He searched for his favorite high-energy track, a hard-hitting UK rap record.

The heavy, rolling bass and crisp lyrical delivery were exactly what he needed to set the tempo for his next grind.

[Purchase Successful: Earth Audio Protocol Active (1 Hour remaining).]

[Current Track: Streaming Live to Host Soul and Channel Audio]

Boom. Boom. Clap.

The heavy, modern drum patterns and the sharp, distinctive UK drill cadence immediately reverberated directly inside Asher’s mind, perfectly crisp and clean.

At the exact same time, the audio feed on Earth synced up, the bass track blasting through the speakers and headphones of over five thousand viewers.

[User_Tim99]: BROOO! IS THAT LEOSTAYTRILL?!

[LootGoblin]: No way! The audio stream is perfect! The bass is literally rattling my headphones!

[GamerGuyX]: A drill track playing while a half-naked guy walks around a medieval fantasy town. This is the greatest stream on the internet.

Asher stood back up, his steel sword resting on his shoulder as the heavy rhythm of the music synchronized perfectly with his heartbeat.

The paranoia of being stuck in a dangerous new world didn’t slow him down; it just made him sharp.

He walked out of the Adventurer’s Hall, his iron boots thudding against the stone plaza in perfect time with the beat.

The sun was beginning to set, painting the white castle towers in deep shades of orange and violet.

"Alright, chat," Asher said, his voice dropping low as the track hit a heavy lyrical transition.

"The tutorial is officially over. We have the coins, we have the music, and the Iron Vanguard guild promised they’d send fifty guys to camp the western gate tomorrow."

He gripped the hilt of his sword, his silver eyes flashing with a dangerous, hungry light under the setting sun.

"Let’s go show them what happens when you try to snipe a god-tier stream."