Fortune-Telling Livestream: What the Hell Are You Predicting?

The female lead traveled through countless worlds on missions. She could do everything, from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting to singing and playing instruments. In the final world, the System told her she could stay there and enjoy her retirement. As soon as she arrived, she discovered that the original owner had just fallen in the bathroom and died. Even worse, the original owner had left her a mountain of messes to clean up. That very day, she'd made a bet with her sworn rival. In half a month, they'd both appear on the same dating reality show and compete to see who could gain the most followers in 100 days. Whoever had more followers would win 50 million. The female lead picked up her phone and opened WeChat. She stared at the conspicuous zero on the screen, stunned for a long time. Luckily, the Eye of Heaven had come with her. One look at someone's face could reveal their fortune, misfortune, past, and future. Even better, the pocket dimension rewarded by the System was still there too. Thinking of the original owner's soft, dough-like personality and how her sworn rival had pushed her around for years, the female lead was fired up and ready to fight. Her stomach growled, reminding her it was time to eat. She gritted her teeth. She couldn't believe she'd ended up penniless. First, she had to make money. Then she would become a rich woman, and after that, find herself a few pretty young men. The lustful female lead whistled at the man in front of her. That face, that figure, it was as if he'd been made just for her. The female lead raised an eyebrow. “The blankets at my place are soft and smell wonderful. Want to try them?”