Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills-Chapter 95: The Unpleasant Swamp

Hearing Xel'Shaar's final words, Adam gave a slight nod but didn't say anything more.

There was nothing else that needed to be said between them as of now.

He pulled up his system interface with a practiced flick of his wrist, opening the shop menu.

His fingers hovered for only a second before tapping the purchase icon four times in quick succession.

[Purchased: Purifying Lotus x4]

[–80,000 Gold]

In his inventory, four translucent lotuses appeared, their petals pulsing with a soft azure glow.

The blossoms were ethereal, as though half-formed from light itself, with swirling veins of silver running through each petal.

He inspected one briefly.

[Purifying Lotus] : A rare herb infused with cleansing energy. Upon consumption, grants immunity to airborne toxins and corrupted mana for 30–50 minutes. Once the effect ends, the toxins and corruption inside the user's body will be drastically reduced, easing the symptoms and delaying effects.

Adam gave a small nod.

"Four should be enough to get us through..."

He muttered.

He didn't mind spending money for his team as he knew they didn't have much to spend for themselves compared to him.

'Leila already gave me all her coin reserves back in the second floor as well...'

Leila and Kristoff were still behind, quietly discussing something near the cracked mural wall.

They didn't interrupt or question him.

He stashed the lotuses away, the shimmer fading as they were absorbed into his inventory.

Without turning back, he stepped toward the warped, rune-lined arch that marked the catacombs' exit.

The symbols carved into the frame pulsed faintly... gold, crimson, then back to black, as if alive and waiting.

The closer he got, the more it felt like the arch didn't belong to this world.

It did not look as though it had been built...

It looked like it had grown into the stone, a living wound on reality.

As Adam's foot crossed the threshold, a soft mechanical chime echoed in the air.

The interface in front of him lit up in golden flashes.

[Congratulations. You have discovered the exit of the Catacombs of the Third Floor.]

[Distributing rewards...]

[Hidden Condition: <Escape Against the True Body> has been fulfilled!]

[Hidden Condition: First to <Escape Against the True Body> has been fulfilled]

[Rewards have been upgraded]

[+900,000 EXP]

[+80 Soul Cores]

[+80,000 Gold]

[Soul Binding Talisman] : Bind a target's existence to a place, item, or person. (One time use)

[Level 1 → Level 2]

[Physical Attributes have improved slightly]

[Level 2 → Level 3]

[Magic Resistance have improved slightly]

[Level 3 → Level 4]

[Mana Output have increased by 1%]

[Level 4 → Level 5]

[Magic Damage has been increased by 1%]

[Level 5 → Level 6]

[Spell Casting speed has been increased slightly]

[Level 6 → Level 7]

[Crimson Rebirth's cooldown period has decreased by 30 minutes]

Despite not having farmed a single monster on the third floor, the sheer volume of level-ups was staggering.

Adam exhaled a quiet breath, shoulders relaxing.

A full day had passed... but it was still just one day.

Besides, the fourth floor was far more efficient for farming.

The monster density there made experience gains significantly easier.

Before the teleportation process triggered, Adam quickly pulled up his system panel.

▶ [User] Adam Codranel

➤ [Rank] Stone (Requires 2,000 Soul Core points and max level for the next Rank)

➤ [Level] 7 ─ (Capped at level 100)

➤ [Soul Core] 480

➤ [Honor] 85

◆ [Abilities]

├── [Temporary Copy] (?-Tier)

├── [Permanent Copy] (?-Tier) (On Cooldown)

├── [Crimson Dominion] (C-Tier)

├── [Surreal Creation] (A-Tier)

├── [Crimson Rebirth] (A-Tier)

└── [Authority of Disconnection] (S-tier) (New)

◆ [Stream Information]

├── [Stream Codename] The Chosen Conduit

├── [Sponsors] None

├── [Average Viewers] 422/sec

├── [Subscribers] 422

├── [Gold] Calculating...

└── [Pending Gifts] : 232

Another notification popped up immediately.

[Automatically opening pending gifts...]

[Viewers from a distant universe have donated 3,100 coins in total]

├── [Gold] 153,534 Gold

Adam stared at the numbers, eyes narrowing slightly. His lips twitched with amusement.

"…They're too overpowered."

Despite only spending a single day inside the catacombs, he had raked in more gold and Soul Cores than expected.

But one thing bugged him.

"…Why are they all coins?"

He remembered something Nalyd. a frequent chatter in his stream, had once said during a downtime moment.

'Could it be that the low-ranking members of their universe are trying to send coins, but can't directly transfer them due to the restrictions of their low rank?'

Adam rubbed the side of his head, sighing.

'I still don't get how their universe works…'

Just as he was about to continue down that rabbit hole of thought, the air shifted.

No... it twisted.

The walls of the catacombs began to bend unnaturally, like they were caught in a spiral.

The stone groaned, stretching and curving in impossible angles.

The exit pulsed with faint crimson light, and reality itself seemed to ripple around him.

Then, like the pull of an unseen current... he was yanked forward!

Adam's surroundings fractured like glass.

The world blurred.

Cold silence replaced the damp, ancient air of the catacombs.

The scent of old stone faded into something unfamiliar...

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And when the distortion settled—

He was somewhere else entirely.

[Welcome to the Fourth Floor.]

[All viewers of 'The Chosen Conduit' have been rewarded 5x their donated coins.]

[4th Floor – The Blighted Marsh]

The stench hit him first.

Rot and mold, thick like smoke, clung to the back of his throat.

Adam narrowed his eyes as the darkness cleared, revealing a swamp stretching endlessly in all directions.

Gnarled, leafless trees rose crookedly from the soggy ground, their blackened roots coiling around crumbling stones and shallow, bubbling pools of greenish water.

The air glowed faintly with spores drifting through it... soft glowing motes that looked harmless, but Adam already knew better.

The ground squelched under his boots.

Half-submerged bones jutted out from the mud, moss growing over them like flesh.

Strange insect cries echoed in the distance.... long, drawn-out screeches mixed with low croaks and splashing.

Something massive shifted beneath the murky waters nearby, and Adam didn't bother to find out what.

Dark vines hung low from twisted branches.

Some twitched slightly, like they were alive.

[Description]

A twisted swamp where the very air is poisonous. Corrupted plants, oversized insects, and monstrous amphibians make this floor a nightmare for the unprepared. Even the water itself is toxic, harboring lurking horrors beneath its murky depths.

[Story – The Cursed Water]

The swamp was not always so vile. Once a lush paradise, it was poisoned when an ancient warlord attempted to harness the Tower's power, only to unleash a catastrophe that turned the land into a rotting husk. His body still lies beneath the marsh, feeding the swamp's corruption.

[Objective] : Hunters must find the antidote hidden within the swamp before the Blight Meter reaches 100% and defeat the floor boss, or they will turn into swamp monsters permanently.

[Common Monsters] : Plague Leeches, Venomous Drakes, Swamp Trolls

[Boss Monster] : The Rotborn Leviathan – A decaying serpent lurking in the Heart of the Mire.

[Floor Mechanics]

[Blight Meter] : Increases over time unless purified with rare herbs.

[Mutations] : Hunters who stay too long start growing extra limbs or gaining unnatural abilities.

[Limited Cures] : Only a few antidotes exist per cycle, forcing competition.