Chapter 203 The Real and Fake Heiresses Used as Cannon Fodder (Fifteen) White...
Bai Zhiyao didn't think she had made any slip of the tongue. She fiddled with her cute little sign and asked matter-of-factly, "Didn't I introduce you guys to the gossip just now?"
Netizens:………
I thought I was just a spoilsport, but I ended up growing in the melon patch instead. My hopes were dashed.
It turns out that gossiping and fortune-telling aren't two separate things...
So, does the streamer actually know how to tell fortunes?
I don't know if she can tell fortunes, but she'll definitely be a gossipmonger.
Lin You didn't go to the live stream to join the fun. Instead, while the "gossip system" was running, she studied how it worked.
Well, Lin You initially thought this thing was a metaphysical phenomenon, but after studying it, he discovered that it was just a more advanced form of artificial intelligence.
Its so-called sources of gossip are information collected through online channels such as webcams, chat logs, and phone conversations, and then analyzed to extract interesting gossip.
When someone is attracted to these gossips and gains attention, a small amount of energy is generated. This small accumulation adds up, which is how the system acquires energy.
Lin You: ………
I can do this job too. It's just hacking accounts. Back in the second mission world, the first skill Shen Zechen taught her was hacking QQ accounts. Thinking about it this way, the "subsystem" suddenly doesn't seem so high-end anymore.
While watching the live stream on her phone, she typed out strings of programming code on her computer and quickly found Xiaoyu's brother's private chat history.
The story begins with a female classmate showing off her snips, followed by his boasting that he also has one, then his discussion of what to do with rusty snips, and finally, his tearful plea for someone to sell him his snips.
To be honest, even though Lin You doesn't collect these kinds of merchandise, just by putting himself in the shoes of the characters, he felt that the beating he received was totally worth it.
After a few jokes in the live stream, a second person was selected as the "gossip subject." The person on the other end quickly connected, and it was a rather capable-looking woman with short hair.
"Hello host, my surname is Wen. I am a partner in a small project of Baijia's subsidiary in X city. Our boss specially gave us half a day off so that everyone could come and support you."
Ms. Wen exchanged a few pleasantries skillfully, introduced herself, and subtly brought her boss into the conversation before naturally steer the topic back on track:
“I’m 27 years old. I met my husband through a blind date. We’ve been married for a year. Our relationship is just so-so. We don’t communicate much and we’ve never argued. But I always feel like he’s hiding something from me. I’ve also seen him go out in the middle of the night a few times.”
Ms. Wen was dressed in a professional suit and spoke and acted decisively. She directly picked up a photo of herself and her husband that was next to her.
This is a photo taken during a trip. The two are standing shoulder to shoulder without much physical contact. Her husband has exquisite features and a cool and aloof temperament. In particular, his eyes are as deep as stars, giving him an otherworldly appearance. He looks no less handsome than some celebrities.
"It's not that I suspect he did something to betray me, I'm just curious what he was doing running out so late at night. Miss Bai, could you help me find out?" Ms. Wen cleverly brought the matter to the forefront.
This perfect man is unfortunately someone else's husband.
[The photos look so good, I wonder how good-looking you must be in person!]
[Such a beautiful woman, going out at night behind her wife's back—she's obviously cheating.]
[A man who looks like that doesn't need to put in any effort; plenty of rich women are willing to pay him.]
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The story of a man who, like a flower on a high mountain, secretly went out with his wife several times in the middle of the night without her knowledge is not a big deal, but it certainly piqued the interest of onlookers.
Seeing the increasingly outrageous guesses in the comments, Bai Zhiyao hurriedly waved the small sign on her desktop and started calculating. The speed of her calculations was noticeably faster than before.
The people she randomly selected in the live stream were actually chosen in advance by the "gossip system." She already knew the answer, so she didn't want this handsome young man to suffer too much criticism.
Bai Zhiyao pretended for a while before quickly revealing the results of her divination: "Your husband did indeed go out behind your back. He goes out almost every three or four days, usually around 11 p.m., and always goes to the same place, spending a sum of money each time."
Ms. Wen was dumbfounded. She had never suspected that her husband had done anything to betray her. She had simply brought up a suitable topic to help Bai Zhiyao attract attention and become more familiar to the Bai family.
Don't talk about real daughters or fake daughters. This isn't an online novel where real and fake daughters are mortal enemies and one of them has to die. They're definitely raising both daughters well.
The heir of the Bai family has long been decided, and it is none other than the current president, Bai Yichen. Without any disputes over the inheritance of the business, let alone just these two daughters, even if they had twenty daughters, none of them would be short of food, drink, or clothing.
As long as you become a familiar face, it's a matter of face. Even if you're just nodding acquaintances, it's still considered a qualification that will be helpful for your future work.
But what Ms. Bai said is so suggestive! Could it be that her refined and elegant husband has really done something behind her back that betrays the family?
Fortunately, Bai Zhiyao didn't keep everyone in suspense any longer. "The places your husband often goes to behind your back are the third barbecue shop, the twelfth stinky tofu stall, and the second to last jianbing guozi stall on the snack street of xx road."
Ms. Wen: …………? ? !!
She could understand the food street, but her husband always wore a clean and crisp white shirt, and had a cool and elegant personality. Even if they went to the food street, he shouldn't have eaten something like fruit salad or sweet fermented rice balls, or at the very least, milk tea or flower cakes.
To be honest, isn't this also a form of cheating?
[Do you eat jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) rolled with stinky tofu? Has anyone tried it? I'd like to try it and see if it's good.]
It sounds like a culinary disaster, but for some reason, it makes you want to try it.
[Unpacking instant noodles for afternoon tea, making me hungry.]
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Ms. Wen imagined her husband eating a jianbing (Chinese crepe) wrapped with fried stinky tofu, and couldn't help but grin. The contrast was too great; she couldn't quite picture it.
Seeing her shocked expression, as if her worldview had been reshaped, Bai Zhiyao added a special reminder: "It's not a coincidence that he went on a blind date with you, and his attire isn't his usual style. He's not as calm as he appears. If you're looking for evidence, there should be something on the back of the photo frame you just picked up."
Ms. Wen opened the photo album with a puzzled look. On the back of the photos was an adorable Q-version doodle, which depicted the two people in the front of the photos. However, unlike the proper pose in the photos, the two Q-version figures on the back each stretched out an arm and made a big heart shape, with even their eyes in the shape of hearts.
Next to it was a little heart-shaped bubble enclosing a heartfelt message: I managed to steal a kiss from my wife tonight. Wife, love you! Mwah!
[I was caught off guard and fed a huge mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for public displays of affection), and I choked a little, so I quickly drank some of my 1982 Sprite.]
[On the surface, she seems like a high-and-mighty beauty, but inside she's a clingy little devil who loves jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes) rolled with stinky tofu—that makes her even more intriguing.]
[Your sister is eating so well! I also want a boyfriend who would secretly draw love letters on the back of photos~]
[This comic's art style looks familiar... Isn't that the way my beloved Xue draws hearts?!]
[The artist Xuefu has always drawn fantasy illustrations, but a year ago he started serializing a chibi-style romance comic, which is so sweet it's almost cloying. Rumor has it that he finally married the goddess he'd secretly loved for ten years.]
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Ms. Wen suddenly felt that this world seemed even more fantastical than some of the paintings her husband had created. She flipped through some seemingly ordinary photo frames and found adorable cartoon portraits full of affection on the back.
How to describe her current mood? It's probably like suddenly discovering that her elegant and aloof snow fox, which she's raised for a year, has the silly genes of a husky.
To prevent her husband from having his past exposed, Ms. Wen flattered Bai Zhiyao a few times before saying goodbye and ending the call.
"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"
Her inbox kept buzzing. Ms. Wen opened one at random and found it was a private message from Xue Fu's fans:
Sister-in-law, don't reveal your secrets to Xue Dada yet. We'll go with you to catch Xue Dada stealing food during the live stream tonight. If you agree, our entire fan group will join forces to present Xue Dada's ten-year unrequited love story and his hilarious wife-chasing diary.
As expected, like idol, Ms. Wen confirmed once again that her husband is probably a goofball.
But how should I put it, birds of a feather flock together, and she actually seemed quite interested in this fan's suggestion, and had already started secretly searching for tracking techniques and outdoor live streaming techniques.
In the live stream, everyone was wondering whether Bai Zhiyao could actually tell fortunes, while Song Wenjing, who was also live streaming this channel, was also full of questions.
He consulted with the sponsors of the live stream and specifically chose a modern world without supernatural events as the world for his promotion mission. This was because many low-level employees would choose a world with a lower difficulty level, making it easier for him to match with a newbie and then crush them.
But who can tell him why there's a fortune-telling livestream room here? Although livestreaming fortune-telling is practically a standard feature of fake rich girls, this is a world without supernatural elements!!
Even if Bai Zhiyao can be considered a protagonist, it doesn't mean that she can succeed by taking the metaphysical route. There is no metaphysics in this world!
After racking his brains for a long time, Song Wenjing could only come to the conclusion that Bai Zhiyao had asked for help. Didn't this woman say that she was a partner of the Bai family's branch company? Then it was probably all in cahoots.
Having done missions for so long, he knew that there were many unspoken rules within the company. For example, unless you were a top-tier leader, other mission takers might learn some other methods, but they absolutely could not try to uncover the secrets of the company.
So, excluding the possibility of a human system doing these things, the signs of collusion in Bai Zhiyao's live stream are quite obvious, aren't they?
Song Wenjing analyzed the situation seriously in the live stream. Seeing the agreement in the chat, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, how could an artificial system possibly have such great capabilities?
Bai Zhiyao and her online friends enjoyed watching the drama unfold for a while. Then, the third call came through, and the person on the other end was a middle-aged man in his forties who was balding.
The bald man, with a vacant stare and looking haggard, burst into tears as soon as he connected to the live stream.
"Master, help me! My house is haunted!!"
The bald man's voice was mournful, and he did seem to have encountered something bad, but there really are no ghosts in this world.
Bai Zhiyao immediately said seriously, "Uncle, don't get excited. You don't seem to have encountered a ghost. Let's talk about it carefully."
The bald man stood shivering in the sun, sweating profusely in the sweltering summer heat. Apart from chugging water, he refused to stand in the shade of a tree. In his other hand, he held a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water (a traditional Chinese medicine for heatstroke).
[Still sunbathing in this weather? This guy's risking his life to fight ghosts!]
[Just wondering, can Huoxiang Zhengqi Water (藿香正气水) ward off evil spirits?]
Probably not, but it might prevent him from getting sunburned.
[If even streamers can predict the future, are there really ghosts in this world?]
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Upon seeing this, Bai Zhiyao hurriedly waved her little sign to dispel the rumors: "Everyone, please take a good look. What I'm saying is all about gossip and fortune-telling! Superstition is unacceptable."
Unfortunately, her words had little effect. Instead, more people thought she was really good at divination. Isn't that how it's always written in online novels? The more skilled a person is, the less they admit their abilities.
The bald man wiped his sweat, trying not to look too embarrassed, before speaking in a hoarse voice: "Hello, Master. My surname is Li, and I am forty-two years old. This small villa in the back is my home."
He turned the camera to capture a villa in the background that showed signs of age:
“Since my wife passed away a year ago, strange things have been happening in my family. Three months ago, after I married my second wife, these things have become even more serious.”
The bald man nervously swallowed: "It all started on the seventh day after my wife's death. Her favorite outfit from her walk-in closet inexplicably appeared on the sofa in the living room."
Later, her things would show signs of being used from time to time, even... even her cosmetics, which looked like they had been used every day, were often moved around and gradually disappeared.
Her photo, which I always kept in my study, suddenly appeared on my bedside table. I know she was worried about me, but ultimately, the living and the dead are separated!
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