I was quiet for a moment. Fuck I was still trying to cope with being in a coma for ten years, waking up to find out the entire world is fucked. Now, some demon wants to live-stream me to the universe. No, the multiverse. This is while I am getting fucked over by whatever was outside of this protective bubble. I mean, if I were getting paid. Might not be a bad gig.

  “ Well, how about you tell me more of what is expected of me. I still need to go over my equipment. “

  That is when Zri stepped in. “ Basically, you will have several drones watching you at all times. The footage will be streamed twenty-four hours after it is recorded, so everything stays fair. You will need to be involved in interviews, and don't be afraid to talk to the drones. Let the audience know you are aware of them. “

  I nodded while I worked out what I had. First, there was a thing called a [System Bracelet] Rank 3.

  Inside it was a Large tent, a survival package, and five F-grade refined beast cores. In one pocket of my vest, I had my smokes and an [Always Light Lighter]. I was wearing the [Sunglasses of the Night]

  Pulling out the [Saber of Luck], I proceeded to give it a few test swings. “ What about things like merchandising, the use of my likeness, and do I get any extra cool shit to help me out while I risk my life for your ratings?”

  I never held a sword in my hand before, and yet this thing felt so natural in my hand. Moving around with it, I did feel slightly clumsy. I started to lean into the skill I was given. I listened to what my mind was telling me. That made a huge difference.

  “Well, you will get a 5% cut of all merchandise and use of your likeness. As to extra items. Yes, you may get gifts from the people who follow you; some of them could even represent Corporations or guilds and powerful families.“

  I paused in my motions, “ Well, that doesn't sound right. Hey Ari. “ She turned her head to me. “You want a job? I think if I had an agent, someone who was looking out for my best interest, I could do a whole lot better. “ I saw a big smile on her face as Zri did not look happy. I think she even paled somewhat.

  “Sure, I get 15% of the take, though. “

  I shrugged, “Sounds good. Honestly, I would do this, but I want a better deal. I feel like I am being taken advantage of cause of my time limit here. As long as you can promise me you are looking out for my best interest and that you are willing to deal with this, what Streaming Service? What would you say we enter into an agreement for a year? Hopefully, I live long enough to renew our agreement.”

  Suddenly, a notification popped up.

  Agent Contract with Arianna J'athoni D'antek

  Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.

  Ari has agreed to act as your agent regarding a pending agreement with Death World Studios. She will represent your interests to the best of her ability regarding any contracts, payments, merchandising, and use of your likeness.

  In return, Ari will receive 15% of all earnings before taxes.

  This contract is good for one system year.

  Do you agree?

  I accepted the contract, and as I continued to try to give myself a crash course with the saber, I heard Ari say with a grin, “ Well, Lucky, you just became my second favorite human. Now, sis, we have thirty minutes, actually less than that. Since I need my client's approval on the contract for you to stream him. What do you say we get to making this deal so much sweeter?”

  I tuned her out while I began focusing on my footwork and coordination. I probably spent about ten more minutes till I felt like I could at least function with a sword. I wasn't Errol Flynn, but we all start somewhere.

  Next, I pulled out the gun, [Trick shot Revolver]. Oh goodie. It was starting to seem that where most people would be wise not to take chances, my build is all about me letting my nuts hang out in the wind. Still, I liked it. Holstering it, I checked out a leather pouch on my belt. [Improbable Throwing Cards] and reading that, I laughed my ass off. Well, OK, so I was a low-rent Gambit. Cool.

  My clothes had self-repair and self-cleaning enchantments. Saves on dry cleaning, I guess.

  Feeling like I had a handle on what I had available, I opened my survival package. Pretty much what you would expect. There were some dry rations, which I pulled one out and munched on. A fire-starting crystal. Hand axe for wood, a basic camp knife, a steel cup, a cast iron pan, a tea kettle, and a shovel. There was also a canteen in storage.

  “OK, Lucky times running out, I did the best I could. I just need you to accept the contract. It is a lot better than what they were offering, and it is only for six months. So if you survive and can build up a following, you will have them by the short and curlies. “

  “You know, sis, I fucking hate you. My boss is going to fucking kill me, raise me up, then kill me again, only to raise me up and demote me. “ Zri looked at me,” You better be worth more than just those good looks and a big package. “

  I shrugged as the screen appeared, and, hoping I wasn't making too much of a mistake, I accepted it. “Read it later when you set up camp. I think you will like it.”

  Once I signed it, a large blue chest appeared. “ Oh shit, Loot. “ I touched the top, and it faded as a screen appeared.

  Gifts from Death World Streaming Service

  1 Tent upgrade to Extra Large

  1 Token to access Perrell's Emporium

  Lucky Knife

  50000 Credits

  Congratulations, Lucky. You have Earned Several Titles.

  Passing the Buck

  You knew you were over your head, so you utilized someone who did. Perhaps a bit too trusting, you still came out on top.

  +1% to Luck

  Bedhead

  You aren't letting the fact that you were a vegetable for ten years hold you down. You've accepted your fate and your circumstances, and hey, you can always find therapy later.

  +1 to Wis

  First Streamer

  You are the first person on Super Earth to sign a streaming contract. You gain +2 to Cha. Also, will have one guaranteed patron within one week of signing. 30% higher retention of followers.

  Cool, I think.

  So titles are extra shit we can earn. That is good to know. Looking at the countdown for the safe zone, I saw that there were fewer than ten minutes . “ Hey Ari, thanks for the help. So tell me if I am your second-favorite human, who is the first, and how to get that spot?”

  Her laugh was so fucking sexy. “ Oh, my poor man. Her name is Sara, and unless you suddenly grow the best tits I have seen in a thousand years, you are out of luck. “

  I laughed. “Yeah, not likely to happen. So any last-minute things I should know before the shield fails, and well, I try to make sure my only life isn't expired before my contract is?”