I'm a Funeral Streamer, and I Became Popular Online by Predicting the Future

After dying young in her prime, the master of the Xuanmen sect, Yan Jiu, transmigrated to a parallel world and became an unfortunate soul whose luck had been stolen. She inexplicably bound herself ...

Chapter 211 Buff Stacking = Two More People Added to Master Jiu's Follow List

[Truly worthy of Z Airlines, their tone is so bold!]

[Contracting out everything? The loss of just one aircraft is substantial; only a chairman would have the audacity to take on such a burden.]

It's better than something going wrong. If something really did happen, the airline would have to pay even more in compensation.

That makes sense.

So, is Master Jiu also one of the passengers?

[It seems there are always unexpected surprises wherever we go.]

Just as netizens were speculating about why Yan Jiu was in the boarding hall, the situation took another turn.

The MA model aircraft can carry more than 400 people, and among those 400 people, there are always a few troublemakers.

They did not take the advice.

One of the muscular men said, "After all that talk, we still haven't solved the boarding issue. Do we really need that little bit of money?"

A middle-aged woman dressed in a flamboyant manner chimed in, "Why are other planes taking off as usual? I have to calculate everything before I go out. Today I can only take H Airlines flight MZ273. Anyway, I don't care, you guys have to fly!"

The two of them each gave their reasons in a well-founded manner, making it seem as if they were about to start arguing at the slightest disagreement.

So you're not short of lifespan, are you?

[What? A colleague of Master Jiu?]

[Nine Master: No, there's no such colleague!]

[To avoid lowering the overall intelligence of the nation, I strongly suggest that this middle-aged woman change her nationality; she's embarrassing the country!]

[Fuck your mother!]

[Please refrain from using foul language in front of a large audience, as it will negatively impact the high-quality lineup of Jiu Ye's live stream.]

What can I say to express my speechlessness?

There are always a few who just won't listen to reason!

[Nine Master, come and follow us! There are two guys here who aren't afraid of goats!]

Even when disaster strikes, there are always people who call for leaving the safe haven and willingly plunge into the mire.

It seems that this can highlight one's unique value, but forgets that some values ​​require equivalent exchange.

Yan Jiu gave a cold laugh.

I heard Master Jiu laugh!

That laugh just sounds so satisfying!

[I can already picture Master Jiu paying attention to the two of them.]

[I just entered the live stream, and judging from everyone's reactions, someone's about to quit again?]

[80% will be able to get it, the remaining 20% ​​will be able to get it sent.]

Are you trying to write some kind of nonsensical literature?

Honestly, this is a case of the buffs being fully stacked.

[I'd be letting those two down if I didn't.]

Don't say that; it still involves two lives.

[Look! There are two new strangers on Master Jiu's contact list!]

In the comments section of netizens.

Yan Jiu found the accounts of the muscular man and the middle-aged woman.

System panel: [Ding!]

Target of inspection: Fitness enthusiasts

Note: Premium customer

Mortality rate: 88%,

Time of death: After the 9th angina attack.

The host is advised to pay attention immediately!

System panel: [Ding!]

Target of inspection: Followers of the Meow Meow Cult

Note: Premium customer

Mortality rate: 96%,

Time of death: After the 33rd time the cat was walked without a leash.

The host is advised to pay attention immediately!

System: [These are all high-quality customers, what a coincidence!]

Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Jiu followed "Fitness Maniac" and "Meow Meow Cult Follower" respectively.

Then, I casually checked the account of "Captain MZ273" and found that the other person's appearance had changed.

After Lang Zongyi successfully stopped the departing flight, most passengers agreed to the airline's compensation.

The captain's expression changed.

The mortality rate also decreased from 75% to 70%, and they changed from targeted customers to potential customers.

Yan Jiu was shocked.

This is unprecedented.

System: [What happened!? Wait, let me process this first, I'm a little confused!]

Yan Jiu pursed her lips tightly.

Although the heavens are said to be forty-nine and man escapes one, the shackles of fate are not so easy to break free from.

If a person's mortality rate starts at 20%, and the next second they do something that triggers the death condition, the mortality rate will increase. Even if the initial mortality rate is 99%, it does not mean that the person is destined to lose their chance of survival.

It all depends on individual circumstances and chance.

Yan Jiu just didn't quite understand why Lang Zongyi could reduce the mortality rate of others.

Could it be that Lang Zongyi is not within the Six Paths?

Therefore, only through Lang Zongyi's hands could disasters be prevented and the fates of others changed?

So, can Lang Zongyi change his own fate?

System: [Ahhh! The panel data isn't wrong, so what's the problem? Even the host can only add 100 days to their lifespan, who on earth is this god!?]

Yan Jiu didn't know either.

She had only one thought.

That is to protect Lang Zongyi and never let the secret that Lang Zongyi can control fate be exposed.

At this moment.

The woman was already holding the cat she was checking in with her arms; the all-white cat was swishing its fluffy tail.

To avoid letting her pet interfere with her performance, the woman put the cat aside, unaware that the cat's leash had come loose.

Then the screams were heard.

Yan Jiucai came to her senses.

The woman held the frightened long-tailed cat, and after feeling sorry for it, she launched into a tirade of insults: "Mimi, what's wrong with you? How could you be so careless and ill-mannered? Do you think you can touch my cat?"

The child's parent defended their child, retorting: "First of all, it was your cat that scratched my daughter! Secondly, my daughter is afraid of cats and would try to avoid them, let alone touch your cat!"

The child's cries were mixed in with the two adults arguing, and for a moment, those around them wanted to intervene but didn't know how.

Only the comments section of the live stream remained active.

[If you kill your cat that wasn't on a leash, you'll have no one to blame but yourself.]

[Damn, he adopted a dad?]

Those three bloody streaks didn't look fake.

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