To Be A Superstar In Another World. - Chapter 47
“You slept for a whole week.” My father said to me, making me take a fright.
“I slept for a week? My God…” I said to myself in amazement. ‘Status…’
Zhanye Black
CHARM: 62/00
AGI: 64/00 (22/100)
STR: 53/100 (18/100)
INT: 74/100
LUCKY: ??
Cooking: 75/100
Workout: 46/100
Champions Strike: 65/100
Voice: 37/100
Drive: 43/100
Piano: 55/100
Heal: 05/100
Points to Distribute: 2
Mastery Points to Distribute: 40
I started looking at my status, and I thought it was understandable that my strength and agility would be reduced after the accident since I had spent so much time in bed, it would be strange if I woke up normal.
But there were two things that were there now, but before they weren’t… the first was mastery points, that can only mean one thing, my channel on QiTube reached 1,000 subscribers! But wasn’t the mission 20 Mastery points to complete 1,000? Why are you 40?
But the other thing that came up is what puzzles me the most, after all… what is mastery in “Heal”?
No matter how much I thought, the only thing that related to me was that I had become more resistant? Or better in healing me? I have no idea…
My father started looking at my reports while talking to the doctor about the tests I should do, while I took my cell phone that was in the bedside table and opened my Instagram in curiosity since it had been a week since I went in to see, and what I saw surprised me again.
I had created my account on the day of the accident I suffered and had made only two publications, but in that one week that I was in come my account went from a normal account with 0 followers, to an account with an incredible 5,000 followers.
Looking at the picture I posted alone, it had over 9,000 likes! And in the comment session, hundreds of people started asking things.
[Esus: This guy is the one who sings the song “Apologize”, right?]
[Zainsy: Yes @Yes! He’s also the singer of the song “Photographs”!]
[Arenzure: Why did he disappear? It’s been a week since he’s put anything anywhere, even though he’s had two songs that have been so successful].
[MeattaDavis: I have no idea, I’m a follower of his at Switch, where he did livestreams every day of the week for a month, but that week he didn’t show up there either].
[MauricioSeplveda: They say he died because of his fame, many people were stalking him and he couldn’t resist].
[Teurastaja: His video doing a show last week also viewed, did anything happen after the show?]
…
It seems people recognized me because of the songs I had sung for QiTube. Opening my channel on the site, a few more amazing, first Apologize, which was already with over 120,000 views! That was several times more than I had before the accident. Then it was Photographs, with over 250,000 views! That… I was speechless looking at that.
My videos playing [CS] normally reached a maximum of 1,000 views, but the songs together reached almost 400,000.
And to finish, I looked at the number of subscribers I had on my channel and another bomb came at me… 13.000. That didn’t make any sense! In a week I’ve made more than I’ve made in the last whole month in terms of followers.
“Mission. for visiting.
[Mission: Reach 1k subscribers on QiTube. Reward: 20 proficiency points.] Complete
[Mission: Reach 10k subscribers on QiTube. Reward: 20 proficiency points.] Complete
[Mission: Reach 100k subscribers on QiTube. Reward: 20 proficiency points.] 13k / 100k Incomplete.
Seeing this result I was stunned, there’s the reason I have 40 proficiency points instead of only 20 points!
“Zhanye, let’s do some tests, come on, let me help you up, let’s take it easy.” My father said waking me up from my stupor as he approached me so that I would try to get up and walk there. If I couldn’t, a wheelchair would be waiting for me with the nurse.
Honestly, I wouldn’t mind going with the pretty nurse, but it was a matter of honor. I had to show my father that I was okay, so I wouldn’t worry him anymore.
I used all my strength, even felt pain in places which I never thought possible, but yet I did not give up, I had to do that. Holding my scream inside, I finally managed to get one of my legs out of bed, now only the other was missing.
After all that fighting, my father with a huge smile on his face gave me a pair of crutches to help me and move around, I knew he was doing it to test me, and see how well I was still. If something about it was harmful to my health, he certainly wouldn’t even suggest it, so I just took the pair of crutches and gave my all to try to walk.
During our return through the hospital to reach the examination area, I began to observe the people around me.
Countless different people, with different conditions, different diseases, different disabilities, countless different difficulties, but the more I looked at these people, the more I noticed something I had never noticed before.
The look on the face of each one of them gave me a very striking message, I can’t say they were all, but the vast majority of these people had a look that always told me the same sentence.
“I’m not giving up!” I repeated quietly as I felt the look of all these people as they did the most diverse activities.
I did my exams while thinking about various things, until one of the things I thought about turned out to fit in very well.
It was one of the songs that I had signed the copyrights for myself, and coincidentally it fit perfectly with that situation. I was sure, this song would be great for these people, I had to sing it for sure!
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