Inheriting All Demon Race Members, My Livestream Room Becomes Popular Overnight

Protagonist: Zhang Mo (Female). A programmer dies from illness and finally gets news of her never-before-seen scumbag father. Good news: her father is dead. Better news: he left her a livestreaming...

Chapter 258 Glasses? Eyes!

Chapter 258 Glasses? Eyes!

When the group arrived at the hotel room, Zhang Mo and Jiu Xuan were sitting side by side on the sofa in the suite's small living room, having just projected their phones onto the TV while watching Yang Qiang's live stream. As soon as they entered, they heard a truly hilarious tirade of nonsense—

"Let me tell you, your child doesn't have autism at all. Don't listen to those Western doctors talking nonsense."

This child isn't sick; his spiritual awareness just hasn't opened up yet!

Look at you, child! Your eyes are wide open and the lines on your palms are broken. This is called a blockage of innate spiritual energy!

I ask you, did you and your husband ever argue or get angry during the ten months of your pregnancy?

The Book of Songs says, "When husband and wife are in harmony, it is like playing the zither and lute" (Book of Songs, Lesser Odes, Changdi). If the couple harbors resentment during pregnancy, the resentment will flow into the womb, and the fetus will be like a spring bud wrapped in ice.

Therefore, it is precisely because of the discord between you parents that the fetus's spirit is unwilling to break free from its cocoon!

Don't cry. Bring your child to my 'Family Energy Field Adjustment' course for a few months, and things will naturally improve..."

Zhang Youxuan was the first to float to the front of the TV, asking with a puzzled look, "How come I remember autism being caused by a gene mutation? What is this person talking about?"

Zhang Yiming glanced at it, looking completely bewildered: "Who is this?"

“Just a charlatan who scams people out of money,” Zhang Mo said.

Jiu Xuan: "Tsk tsk tsk, although they are all lies, his rhetoric is much better than Yu Hui's." He clearly has a strong literary background.

Su Yutang also came over to take a look. A hint of uncertainty flashed across her face, and then her almond-shaped eyes widened suddenly: "Hey, I think I know this person. He's been doing quite well in the upper circles of B City lately, and many people believe he's a real master."

I didn't remember the name you mentioned yesterday, but I recognized him today. I even saw him on my classmate's WeChat Moments a few days ago.

Although Director Su is honest and upright, he truly wields great power. Su Yutang is also a genuine second-generation official, so he naturally knows many high-ranking figures in B City.

Zhang Mo's gaze swept past everyone and landed on Yang Qiang's face on the screen, a face plastered with feigned sympathy. She spoke slowly, with a calm, analytical quality: "Knowing so many rich people, he still has to do live streams every day to trick ordinary people into attending his classes."

Sure enough, scamming money was just a side effect; the real purpose was to scam people.

Su Yutang finally understood: "Oh, so you asked me for a fake ID and smart glasses so you could sneak in and mess with him?"

Upon hearing "smart glasses," Lin Qing and Lin Hong exclaimed excitedly, "Wow, they're just like those spy movies!" "So cool, I can't wait to get them!"

"Wait a minute, if you're trying to take him down, then with your current equipment, it's really not going to work." Su Yutang placed the two ID cards and a pair of ordinary-looking glasses from his bag on the table and said helplessly.

Zhang Mo: "?"

Lin Qing and Lin Hong: "Why?"

Su Yutang pulled out a picture from her WeChat Moments. It was a watercolor painting, exquisitely crafted and lifelike.

The scene depicts a frail old man lying on a hospital bed, with a family of three praying beside him, along with Yang Qiang.

Apart from Yang Qiang, the family of three and the old man were all wearing matching off-white cotton and linen suits.

If you look closely, you'll notice a small detail: this outfit doesn't have a single pocket from top to bottom.

The caption reads: "Sigh, I wonder when I'll see Grandpa again. This stupid, mentally challenged nursing home is harder to visit than the Journey to the West; it'll go bankrupt sooner or later!!! (This post has been censored as a loving family post)"

"Their so-called classes, meetings, or recuperation sessions, or what's now popularly called 'spiritual retreats,' are extremely strictly managed," Su Yutang explained. "As soon as you enter, you have to change clothes, even your underwear. You're not allowed to bring anything. Not to mention cell phones, you have to take off all your jewelry, not even glasses."

However, they probably didn't expect that my classmate was an exceptionally good drawer; his drawings were practically indistinguishable from photographs.

Zhang Mo: "......"

Zhang Mo really didn't expect that there were places where even wearing glasses wasn't allowed.

They even require students to wear glasses for the college entrance exam!

Zhang Yiming was also stunned: "...What about those who are nearsighted?"

Su Yutang: "People say that when you get there, you should feel it with your heart, not with your eyes."

Look at this picture again. Can you feel my classmate's unhappy expression?

Because even her tongue piercing, which she had had for several years, was forcibly pulled out.

Moreover, her family wasn't there for spiritual practice at all; her grandfather was recuperating there, and they were just visiting him. It's absurd that they're so wary of visitors.

Actually, when she saw this post on WeChat Moments, she felt that this organization was a bit problematic. She even went to check it out, but unfortunately, she couldn't find any complaints or reports.

In this situation, she has no right to arbitrarily investigate a legitimate and compliant private enterprise.

Moreover, this company clearly has powerful backers protecting it.

Everyone/Ghosts/Demons: "......"

Zhang Yiming whispered to himself, "I always thought the security in our company dormitory area was already very strict, but I never imagined there were always people more capable than you."

Zhang Youxuan raised her hand: "I'll go."

Sister Youxuan, the infiltration expert!

Jiu Xuan: "But what Mo Mo wants is video evidence."

While Zhang Youxuan could see some things inside, she had no way to bring them out as evidence.

"Ah... then there's nothing I can do," Zhang Youxuan said, frustrated.

Seeing that their "spy plan" seemed to have encountered some minor setbacks, Lin Qing and Lin Hong were very anxious.

Lin Qing frantically drew circles in front of her eyes: "Aren't there those machines that can be implanted directly in the eyes?"

Lin Hong: Yes, we've seen it in movies.

Su Yutang seemed to know what they were talking about. She tried to confirm with a more specific description, tentatively asking, "Are you talking about those devices in science fiction movies, where you wear a contact lens and can transmit images in real time?"

Lin Qing and Lin Hong nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Su Yutang: "..."

Zhang Mo raised her hand and gently pressed her temples, her voice gentle but tinged with rational helplessness: "I'm sorry, human technology hasn't developed to that level yet, I've disappointed everyone."

Su Yutang said apologetically, "Although we have tried our best to make it very small, it is still not as thin and light as a contact lens."

"Oh, what a pity..." Lin Qing and Lin Hong seemed like balloons that had been punctured in an instant, their shoulders visibly slumping, and two long, disappointed sighs overlapped.

At this moment, Jiu Xuan came up with a solution: "I didn't expect you to make it as thin as a contact lens. Just make it as big as an eyeball so it can fit inside your eye socket, that's fine."

They can't possibly gouge out people's eyeballs to examine them, can they?

If you can't fit your glasses in, you can at least fit your eyeglasses, right?