6: Chapter 6: Offline Solo Kill Against a Streamer?

Murong Lanlan said, still shaken, "Then what should I do? Will I be okay if I just don't leave the house?"

Qin Mo thought for a moment and continued solemnly, "Staying inside only helps you avoid it today, but what about tomorrow? Or the day after?"

"What do you mean? Do I have a bloody disaster every day? Does that mean I can never go out again?" Murong Lanlan was so scared she was on the verge of tears.

"You could say that. Your bloody disaster is because your fortune has been artificially sabotaged."

Qin Mo felt a bit lucky. Fortunately, the system had rewarded him with Master-level Fortune Telling; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to see that Murong Lanlan's fortune had been sabotaged.

At this moment, the netizens in the livestream asked in confusion.

"Brother Mo, what is fortune? How can it be sabotaged?"

"Brother Mo, the fortune you're talking about isn't like the providence in novels, is it? Does that stuff actually exist?"

Murong Lanlan also looked at Qin Mo with a face full of doubt.

"Actually, everyone has fortune, it's just invisible and intangible, but it truly exists."

"A person with great fortune will live a life free of illness and disaster, rarely facing any major calamities."

"But if a person's fortune is sabotaged, their entire life will be filled with hardships."

"In other words, they might choke while drinking water, trip easily while walking, and encounter various natural disasters like earthquakes or floods whenever they go out."

"Some people might not encounter such a thing once in their life, while others encounter them constantly."

The livestream immediately erupted into an uproar as everyone's worldview was overturned by Qin Mo's words.

"So the reason I trip when I walk is because my fortune was sabotaged! Damn it, I need to find out who exactly is sabotaging my fortune!!!"

"To the person above, is it possible you're just naturally unlucky?"

"Exactly. You're not a beauty, nor are you wealthy. Who would be bored enough to sabotage the fortune of a broke guy? Did you steal someone's wife or something?"

"Fuck! You're the one stealing wives! Your whole family steals wives!"

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"No way? People actually believe this?"

"To the person above, are you an idiot? Did you forget what just happened? You still dare to doubt Brother Mo? Be careful or he'll send you in next!"

"Uh... Sorry, Brother Mo!"

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After hearing Qin Mo's words, Murong Lanlan's face turned pale, and she said with a slight sob, "Then... then what should I do?"

"This... is a bit complicated because I'm not sure if your situation is due to your home or yourself."

"Does that mean I'm beyond saving? Wuwu..."

"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious yet. It's not time to cry yet; you're crying too early."

Qin Mo said nonchalantly.

As soon as he said this, Murong Lanlan cried even harder...

"Listen to that, are those words even human?"

"I really don't know how the Streamer's 37-degree mouth can say such minus-37-degree words..."

"My respected Mr. Sigma, you! You are the true warrior!"

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"I can't stand seeing a beautiful girl cry; it breaks my heart! Dog Streamer, hurry up and speak! How do we solve this?"

"Yeah! Brother Mo... I'm begging you, save this beautiful lady. I'll give you all my living expenses!"

Little Dingdang sent Sports Car ×1

"Exactly! Dog Streamer, help the little beauty quickly, or I'll go offline and solo kill you!"

"I'm going too, I'm going too!"

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"You bunch of simps, you can't even walk straight when you see a pretty girl? Don't say you're my fans when you go out! How embarrassing!"

Qin Mo said irritably.

"Oh wow, how righteous!"

"Dog Streamer, I don't even want to expose you. When the little beauty first came in, I don't know who it was that was staring at her legs without even blinking, and yet you have the nerve to call us out!"

"Ahem... I just have eyes that discover beauty, okay? You bunch of old perverts!"

"Ah, right, right, right!"

"I don't believe a word you say, you old geezer is wicked!"

"Ahem..."

Qin Mo coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment. After all, he still needed to earn popularity points...

Then he said calmly.

"Stay home all day today and don't go anywhere. Also, don't use fire! Tomorrow morning, I'll personally make a trip to your house to take a look."

Hearing this, Murong Lanlan immediately wept with joy.

"Thank you... thank you, Brother Mo!"

"Is the Dog Streamer coming out of seclusion?"

"Holy crap! Why do I suspect the Dog Streamer has ulterior motives? Starting an offline meeting already?"

"Yeah! Does this mean my goddess is about to be taken by someone else?"

"The mountain bird and the fish do not share the same path; from now on, the mountains and rivers shall not meet. Everyone, let's talk about how the Dog Streamer said there was a bloody disaster..."

"Where did this storyteller come from? Kick him out of the livestream!"

"Ahem... sorry everyone, I walked onto the wrong set..."

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"Streamer, do you really only know how to read faces? Why do I feel like you know a bit too much? Are you holding out on your brothers?"

"The Streamer knows plenty of things. Do you want to see me step on my left foot with my right and fly to the sky? If you do, start sending gifts!"

As soon as Qin Mo finished speaking, the livestream was instantly bombarded with gift special effects.

Sister-in-law Don't Look Back I'm My Brother sent Sports Car ×10

Girl Who Likes Black Silk Stockings sent Carnival ×20

Brother You Smell So Good sent Carnival ×5

Yanjing's Number One Play-boy sent Carnival ×50

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"Holy crap! Holy crap!"

Watching the gifts flying all over the livestream, Qin Mo's eyes widened. What the hell was this 'Yanjing's Number One Play-boy'?

Before long, the gifts in the livestream had mostly finished. Everyone was now watching Qin Mo, expecting his performance.

"Since you all think so highly of me, will you listen to the Streamer?"

"Yes!"

"We have to! Whatever Brother Mo says goes!"

"If Brother Mo tells me to go east, I'll never go west. If Brother Mo tells me to steal a chicken, I'll never snatch a dog!"

"Very good!"

Qin Mo revealed a mysterious smile.

"In that case, brothers in the livestream, be good! We're not watching."

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"I'll be..."

"Whew~ Good thing I ended the stream quickly! Hehe... I made a lot today!"

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"Fuck! The Dog Streamer ran away!"

"The Dog Streamer tricked us out of a wave of money and bolted!"

Yanjing's Number One Play-boy: "The Streamer is probably tired. Everyone should just wait; the Streamer will probably perform for us tomorrow."

Girl Who Likes Black Silk Stockings: "That's right. Don't worry, Qin Mo is also preparing to come to Yanjing to help me. He definitely won't run away!"

"Hmph, for the sake of the beauty speaking up for the Dog Streamer, I'll let him off this time."

At this moment, inside an exceptionally luxurious five-story villa in the center of Yanjing, a handsome young man was staring at Qin Mo's Streamer homepage with interest.

"Reading faces? Hehe... interesting."

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"One yuan, two yuan, three yuan... fifty thousand! Holy crap, I'm rich, haha!"

In the dim little room, Qin Mo was counting the money earned from the livestream with greedy eyes.

Then he looked around the room and showed a helpless expression.

It had to be said that the original owner lived a truly miserable life. A small room of less than ten square meters was stuffed with trash the original owner had picked up from who-knows-where, and there wasn't even any decent furniture.

Qin Mo couldn't help but feel that this small room was truly enduring pressure it shouldn't have to bear.

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