"Simply put, the first step is to establish your identity and introduce yourself," Baldy Burke declared. "Use the internet to let people get to know you."
"Think of it like those YouTubers. Create an account and post whatever you want. I'll have people promote your videos and make them go viral."
"Next, you'll demonstrate your abilities, again through videos. Find an open space, set up a target, and show what you can do."
Of course, using videos to showcase your abilities will inevitably lead to skepticism, with people claiming it's all special effects and fake footage. Real combat footage would be ideal, but where would we get that?
Dimensional Rifts don't just appear on demand. Are we supposed to just sit around waiting for one to open? We definitely need to take some action in the meantime.
So, what Baldy Burke was outlining was just a preliminary plan. If anything unexpected happened along the way, like a Dimensional Rift actually opening and a monster emerging, that would be a bonus.
To be honest, Baldy Burke had never wished for a Dimensional Rift to appear more fervently than at that moment.
However, after hearing his plan, Elysia wore a slightly surprised expression. She had assumed that after pulling an all-nighter, this guy would have concocted some earth-shattering, ghost-weeping, mind-blowing scheme. But... this was it?
The proposal was unexpectedly simple. After all, she already had a YouTube channel with hundreds of millions of followers—Robin's account.
If she wanted to gain subscribers quickly, collaborating with Robin on a video and cozying up to her would undoubtedly lead to astonishing growth.
Strictly speaking, however, the channel she was developing wasn't a personal one, but an "official" channel. Was it really appropriate for the leader of one country to be cozying up with a pop star from another?
Hmm... After only a moment's hesitation, Elysia had her answer: What could possibly be wrong with that?!
She was Elysia now! What was wrong with getting close to other cute girls (even if one of them was herself)!
Of course, it was best not to start that way. She could get away with that once she officially became a member of the White Eagle Eight.
Soon, led by Baldy Burke, Elysia and Carolina, who had been temporarily assigned as the photographer, arrived on the 27th floor of the White Tower. This floor housed specialized video recording equipment.
Elysia couldn't help but wonder why a place that resembled a "Justice League" headquarters would have an entire floor dedicated to such facilities.
After adjusting the cameras and microphones, Baldy Burke handed Elysia a small notebook. "Just read from this," he said. "It's very straightforward."
Not everyone is a natural public speaker. Many people stutter, mumble, or freeze up when facing a camera or giving their first speech. Having a fixed script to follow makes the entire process much smoother and less daunting.
But Elysia glanced at the notebook and frowned. "Do I have to stick to this?" she asked. "Can't I say what I really want to say?"
Stage fright? Impossible. Thanks to Robin, Elysia had extensive experience facing cameras and performing on stage. Even without that, her current social butterfly persona made her completely fearless.
"Of course," Baldy Burke replied. The pre-written script had been created precisely to prevent Elysia from freezing up during filming and wasting time.
"Great, I'm ready. Can we start?" As she spoke, Elysia casually set the script aside. Despite her claim of wanting to "say what's on her mind," she had no intention of using a single line of it.
It was too formal and stuffy—not her style at all.
The script's contents were predictable: expressions of sorrow for the deaths of the White Eagle Eight, sympathy for the land's suffering, and promises to take action, such as finding Lady Kaya's killer, raising minimum wages, and reducing working hours—the usual pie-in-the-sky pledges.
It reminded her of campaign speeches from her previous life, where presidential candidates would deliver polished rhetoric, but whether they followed through after winning was entirely up to them.
There was nothing inherently wrong with the standard approach, but Elysia refused to be labeled as unreliable. She believed in either keeping her word or not making promises at all.
So, without resorting to empty promises, how could she quickly win the support of the people?
The moment the recording started, Elysia waved at the camera, flashed an irresistibly charming smile, and greeted, "Hi everyone~ Welcome to Elysia's channel~"
The answer was obvious: she would rely on her unparalleled charisma and irresistible charm!
"Many of you might not know me yet, but that's okay! I'll introduce myself right now~" She tilted her head slightly, poked her cheek with her index finger, and said, "In your terms, I suppose I'm an... Outsider? I just suddenly appeared here yesterday without any explanation~"
"Even though I don't know much about this world yet, I believe it must be a wonderful place. I already love it here~"
"Still, I've learned that this world faces strange disasters I've never heard of before. But no matter! Now that I'm here, I'll do everything in my power to stop these terrible things from happening. After all, I love beautiful things and hate anything bad!"
She continued talking for a while, chatting as if with an invisible friend, without the slightest hint of awkwardness. As the video neared its end, she stepped closer to the camera. To Carolina's utter bewilderment, she casually snatched the device with one hand, raised it slightly to frame her face, and struck a peace sign with the other.
Winking playfully, she struck an irresistibly cute pose.
"How's this angle? Hmm~ I look good from every angle~"
"Well then, this concludes the self-introduction of Elysia, the young girl as dazzling as fluttering flower petals!~"
"Wishing everyone who watches this video a wonderful day! Looking forward to seeing you all again soon!~"