2: Chapter 2: Someone's here, and they still have a sin value of 95?

Ten minutes passed.

The number of online viewers was still zero.

Su Yun took a sip of water, his fingers tapping lazily on the desk.

This generation of netizens isn't great; aren't they curious at all?

Another five minutes passed, and finally, a notification popped up in the bottom left corner.

[User "My Fate is Mine to Control" entered the livestream room.]

Finally, a real person!

Su Yun perked up, just about to start his bluffing... oh, wait, greet them.

A bullet comment floated across the screen.

My Fate is Mine to Control: "Yo, people are still livestreaming fortune-telling these days? Buddy, are you crazy for money? A thousand per reading? Why don't you just go rob someone?"

Su Yun glanced at the comment but didn't speak, only picking up his cup for a sip.

My Fate is Mine to Control: "Say something, streamer. You mute? You look presentable enough, so why not do something honest? Is the cost of entry for scammers so low now? You aren't even wearing a Taoist robe, just out here swindling people with a scrap of paper?"

This guy was a troll.

And a very fast-typing one at that.

Su Yun remained expressionless, even raising an eyebrow at the camera.

He'd seen plenty of this low-level provocation in the Zaun server in his past life.

Seeing the streamer ignore him, "My Fate is Mine to Control" felt slighted, and his anger spiked instantly.

My Fate is Mine to Control: "Fine, playing the cold and aloof type, are we? Just wait, I'm gonna call for backup!"

With that, he forwarded the livestream link to a QQ group with hundreds of people called the "Internet Anti-Fraud and Fake-Busting Brigade."

And added: "Brothers, I found a new type of internet scammer. He's incredibly arrogant. Come in and take him down!"

This move definitely worked.

In less than two minutes.

The popularity of the once-empty livestream room began to skyrocket.

Online viewers: 10... 25... 48...

In the blink of an eye, over fifty people had flooded into the room.

The bullet comments instantly became lively, filled entirely with insults and mockery.

"Is this the scammer?"

"A thousand per reading? In hell money?"

"With those looks, why doesn't the streamer go be a host at a club? Why do something so immoral?"

"Reported. No thanks needed."

"Officer, it's this guy!"

"LMAO, the background is just a scrap of paper. This scammer is so unprofessional. One star!"

Looking at the screen full of negative comments, Su Yun didn't get angry; instead, he was amused.

Infamy is still fame.

Popularity meant potential customers.

As long as someone dared to connect, he was confident he could retain the traffic.

Su Yun set down his cup, leaned forward slightly toward the microphone, and cleared his throat.

"Ahem."

His voice transmitted through the cheap microphone, sounding a bit magnetic.

"Everyone, calm down."

Su Yun pointed at the white paper behind him and said flatly, "The price is clearly marked. It's a matter of the willing taking the bait. I know you don't believe me, and that's fine."

He paused, his deep gaze piercing through the screen as if looking at every keyboard warrior currently typing away.

"New shop opening. The first reading is free."

"Who dares to connect?"

"If I'm not accurate, I'll eat this monitor on the spot."

These words were incredibly arrogant.

The bullet comments paused for a second before exploding with even more intense mockery.

"Holy crap, this streamer is a ruthless one. Is he trying to scam a meal?"

"Eat a monitor? I could watch you eat until you're bankrupt!"

"Don't be cowards! Someone connect and expose him right now!"

"Me, me! I want to see how he tries to talk his way out of this!"

Just then.

The screen flashed, and a video connection request popped up.

The ID was "Wang Dahai."

Su Yun's lips curled up slightly as he clicked "Accept."

...

The video feed shook twice before finally stabilizing.

On the other side of the camera was a quite luxuriously decorated office.

A leather executive chair, mahogany furniture, and a massive fish tank behind him housing several expensive-looking golden arowanas.

A middle-aged man sat in the chair.

He was short and stout with a fleshy face, a gold chain as thick as a finger around his neck, and a gold Rolex on his wrist that glittered under the lights.

His look practically screamed "nouveau riche."

"Yo, the master is pretty young."

Wang Dahai was rolling two walnuts in his hand, making a clicking sound.

He squinted at Su Yun on the screen with a playful smirk, his eyes full of contempt.

"I heard from the netizens that your fortune-telling is quite accurate? And you're going to eat a monitor?"

"I don't have many hobbies, I just like watching a good show."

"Come on, give me a reading. If you're wrong, I'll still gift you a rocket, just to give you some money to buy a better monitor to eat so you don't chip your teeth."

As soon as he said this, the livestream comments exploded.

"Hahaha, the boss is generous!"

"Not very harmful, but extremely insulting."

"This guy clearly has connections. The streamer has really hit a brick wall this time."

"Waiting for the streamer to eat the monitor. I'm going to buy some seeds and drinks."

Some sharp-eyed local netizens even recognized the man.

"Holy crap! Isn't that Wang Dahai, the building materials guy from Jiangcheng?"

"I recognize him too! I saw him on the local news last time; they said he's a great philanthropist who donated to Hope Primary Schools."

"He's finished, he's really finished. This guy is a legit big boss worth tens of millions. If the streamer gets it wrong, he'll probably be doxxed and have his legs broken."

Looking at the screen full of doom and gloom, Su Yun wasn't panicked at all.

He even had the leisure to pick up the plastic cup on the table and take a slow sip.

He moistened his throat.

"Boss Wang, right?"

Su Yun set down the cup and tapped a key on the keyboard.

He thought to himself, "System, let's get to work."

[Heavenly Secrets Divine Calculation System activated.]

[Target locked: Wang Dahai.]

[Reading Heavenly Secrets information...]

In just the blink of an eye.

The scene before Su Yun's eyes changed.

Above Wang Dahai's greasy head, several lines of blood-red text appeared that only Su Yun could see.

[Name: Wang Dahai]

[Age: 48]

[Profession: Owner of Dahai Building Materials Company (Actually a criminal underworld leader)]

[Recent Fortune: Great Misfortune (Imprisonment, happening today)]

[Past: ... (Click to view details)]

[Future: ... (Click to view details)]

[sin value: 95]

[Detailed Crimes: Started out in his early years through forced demolitions, with blood on his hands. Three years ago, due to a dispute over project funds, he murdered his partner, surnamed Li, and encased the body in the concrete beneath his office floor...]

Su Yun's eyelid twitched violently.

Good grief, talk about a big fish.

He thought it was just an ordinary nouveau riche, but he didn't expect a ruthless character with a murder on his record.

A sin value of 95?

This wasn't just a viewer; this was a walking Merit extraction machine!

Su Yun looked at Wang Dahai, who was still rolling the walnuts on the screen, and his gaze changed instantly.

It wasn't the look of someone looking at a person; it was the look of someone looking at a performance target.