"Well... I agree"

Bartak stared at his phone screen in a daze, feeling a chill running from his tailbone to the top of his head.

He had considered the possibility of exposure but didn't expect it to happen so quickly. He had specifically moved to a new city, prepared a spare phone and SIM card, registered the SIM card under someone else's identity, fully shut down the phone's microphone and camera permissions, and even taped them over with opaque tape. He also changed his IP address when posting videos on the website.

He had tried every precautionary measure he could think of, yet he was still caught.

After a brief panic, Bartak calmed down and looked at the message on the screen.

"Interested in starting a cooperation?"

The tone was not coercive, which somewhat eased his wildly beating heart.