Ji Changyi is a genius in the world of metaphysics. After an accident, he transmigrates into a cannon-fodder character in a melodramatic novel. Like Ji Changyi, the character is naturally frail, but unlike him, he's not only weak, he's also poor.
Livestreaming has boomed in recent years, so Ji Changyi plans to hitch a ride, make some money, and earn a little merit.
In a livestream room on the Blue Ocean platform, a man gazes at the screen with drooping eyelids, his air languid and aloof. Even with just this single shot, eight out of ten people who enter stay.
But then he speaks: "Want a fortune told? Three readings a day, just 998 each."
Chat:
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[You're charging more than the old guy under the overpass?]
[Superstition. Reported.]
Streamer: "It's not superstition. It's a traditional craft, with real skill and substance."
[Ahhh, handsome! Go to the looks section next door. Why come here and pretend to be a fortune-teller?]
Streamer: "Looks are just a bonus. Skill is what matters. Try it and see if I'm a fraud."
[Hmph, make way! It's only 998. I'll make him cough it up eventually!]
But before long, the chat changed.
[Ahhh, the streamer said there was someone under my bed. I didn't believe him, so I stuck my head down to look, and @#￥￥ I came face-to-face with a pair of eyes!]
[My Internet Addiction just sent the streamer one torpedo boat!]
The first reading: A sasaeng fan found under a traffic star's bed turns out to be a star too?
The story exploded across the trending charts.
The second reading: Buddhism and Taoism collide. A famous monk has blood on his hands, lures fans into bed, and runs an immoral temple?
The monk's fans rushed in, flooding the chat with insults.
The streamer watched with a smile and said nothing.
Before long, the police knocked on the monk's door and rescued a woman from underground.
The livestream room became a sensation, attracting all kinds of people.
[He's got powerful connections. He can even get celebrities, influencers, and cops to act in his show. Just waiting for him to get exposed.]
[Streamer, how can you be so heartless! I admit it was wrong of me to cause her death, but she's a ghost and I'm human! Why won't you save me?]
The streamer didn't bat an eye. "I'm a person, not the Leshan Buddha. Want a reading or not? If not, leave."
[Yes, yes, yes! Pick me!]
[Please pick me! Streamer, you're my god!]
[Hey, when is this lousy livestream room getting a guaranteed pick?]
When some people wondered how Ji Changyi was still alive and had even started a fortune-telling livestream, they clicked in with an air of superiority, then were left dumbfounded.
The bigwigs from all kinds of official organizations, along with the rich, the powerful, and the celebrities, were all waiting in the room?!
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