Chapter 182: The All-Powerful Asshishi

Although Little Xiao Lingdang this time did not manifest a projection, Lena's mind had already conjured her posture—arms crossed, smugly triumphant—but at the same time, a new question surfaced again:

"Then, My Lord Goddess, what path have you set for yourself?"

"I don't need anything like that!"

As Little Xiao Lingdang spoke, she sounded utterly self-satisfied, giving Lena the impression of a top student being asked about their grades; sensing she'd struck the goddess's sweet spot, Lena immediately pressed on:

"Why?"

"Because I'm already walking the perfect path!" Little Xiao Lingdang explained with great satisfaction:

"I am the Goddess of Guidance—a concept vast and boundless. Theoretically, my divine domain encompasses everything happening or about to happen; what I can achieve depends entirely on how much power I have available. Still, I hope you won't rely too heavily on my power!"

Hearing Little Xiao Lingdang's words, Lena's first reaction was skepticism; when Little Xiao Lingdang added not to rely too much, Lena grew even more convinced the goddess was bragging—but then she remembered her thoughts were all within the goddess's perception, and her face paled instantly as she hastily added:

"Is that because there are side effects, My Lord Goddess?"

"I already said I don't care! But if you insist on side effects, fine—over-relying on divine choices gradually robs you of your ability and desire to choose. Even if every choice is correct, the cost is becoming a slave to correctness. Such humans have zero awakening. Compared to mindless yes-men who simply obey me, I much prefer children who, even knowing they'll pay a terrible price, still choose to charge forward for their own beliefs!"

Lena was momentarily stunned by Little Xiao Lingdang's sudden seriousness; though her voice still carried that virtual streamer's saccharine, cute tone, for the first time, Lena felt the words carried the weight of a true deity.

"Eww! Even I get embarrassed!" Hearing the goddess's cooing in her mind, Lena instead felt this goddess had never been more reliable.

Billboards along the street occasionally flashed Xiao Ye's wanted poster—the bounty had jumped to 300 million He Yuan. Dressed as a delinquent teen, Lena kicked open the internet café's door, glared at the attendant with a "menacing" stare, booked a private booth, but didn't immediately log off. Instead, she casually opened her computer, feigning idle curiosity by pulling up trending topics, clicking on those related to video sites, then randomly selecting a recommended video from the right. After several jumps, she finally reached the content she wanted…

"Hi~ Everyone, I'm the new streamer, Little Xiao Lingdang!"

…

"Haa~ Little Xiao Lingdang's getting sleepy too. Thanks for your attention and fan tokens—see you tomorrow afternoon, don't be late~"

After seeing Lena off, Feng Xue, who had waited all night, finally pulled out his terminal and went online. As soon as he entered the livestream interface, he saw the view count had already hit over four hundred thousand, with over a thousand viewers still watching the clip. His first thought: Little Xiao Lingdang cheated.

"Aren't you overacting a bit? And this view count—isn't it too high? Did you tamper with the data? Even if you fooled the machines, aliens aren't stupid!"

"Nope! I just did some preliminary big data research and picked a persona more likely to go viral. People in this country generally suffer heavy psychological pressure, so I combined Xiao Ye's personality to create a mischievous yet kind-hearted girl image."

"I first used current top-tier games, animations, and films to attract viewers, then engaged them in heartfelt conversations, soothing their emotions through words—easily drawing in the first batch of followers."

"And if a new streamer achieves enough success in a short time, the platform gives them a push. Given this country's mental state, as long as they hear me say five sentences, they'll almost certainly feel, 'This streamer's voice is so relaxing,' and very likely stay to listen longer!"

At this moment, Little Xiao Lingdang displayed remarkable professionalism—but Feng Xue, watching the clip on screen, found it all utterly bizarre.

Because to him, Little Xiao Lingdang was just saying things like "You're great!" "You're all so amazing!" "It's okay to take a break!" "Don't force yourself so hard!"—classic soul-crushing platitudes, utterly useless.

Sensing Feng Xue's confusion, Little Xiao Lingdang said:

"You don't understand because you don't need this kind of comfort—but these people do! They truly need affirmation and encouragement. A little kindness yields enormous returns!"

"I get it, I get it—asshishi, right?" Feng Xue recalled his past life in Nihon—yes, it really was like this. The "asshishi" charm of light novel protagonists, which Huaren found absurd, was considered perfectly normal by Nihonese; perhaps because their cold social structure rarely produced asshishi people, making them rare and thus magnetically attractive.

But the problem is…

"If this niche exists, why are there no other streamers in it?" Feng Xue raised an eyebrow. He never believed everyone was stupid. The livestreaming industry here had existed for a long time. If it were a technical niche, fine—but this kind of therapy-style asshishi streamer? It shouldn't be uncharted territory!

"Because the people in this country can't do it!" Little Xiao Lingdang patiently explained to Feng Xue:

"Comforting others is an extremely delicate task. Since streamers face many viewers at once, being too targeted toward one or a few makes others think you're biased. But being too vague feels insincere—and you might accidentally offend one group while trying to please another. A few times might work by luck, but over time, the streamer bears immense psychological pressure and easily develops mental issues!"

"Got it—psychologists are most likely to go insane, right?" Feng Xue nodded in understanding, and couldn't help marvel again: a deity made of AI code truly had too many advantages.

Not only is her persona stable, she can perform cyber-rituals and literally summon divine intervention—but she also masters modern devices. If you replaced her with a traditional phantom deity, could she even conceive of using big data to spread faith?

Forget a phantom deity—even Seeing Mo Ying couldn't think of it—she hasn't even learned how to go online yet!

"That's rude! Even I know how!" Hearing Feng Xue mutter about her, Seeing Mo Ying stepped out of the study, vigorously waving the terminal she used to learn drawing—

"It's just the internet? I'm already very proficient!"

"Oh really?" Feng Xue grinned, then turned to Little Xiao Lingdang:

"Turn off her translation plugin. Also, disable her VPN and virtual IP."

"I'm sorry! Please don't do that!"

(End of Chapter)