Chapter 19

“Yang Xinyue, I’ve told you countless times—even if you’re surfing 10G worth of content online, never leave any digital trace without my permission. Didn’t I already set up a secondary account for you? Who gave you permission to use your main account for tipping?”

Inside a luxury business vehicle, a middle-aged woman with voluminous curls was helplessly shouting at a girl sitting in the back seat.

The girl was tall and slender, yet had a cute, doll-like face that made her look adorable; upon hearing this, she couldn’t help but stick out her tongue playfully.

She then whispered in defense, “I just couldn’t resist! Besides, switching accounts is such a hassle—Xiao Mi, you agree, right?”

Seeing the girl say this, the assistant beside her, Xiao Mi, quickly sidestepped and pretended she hadn’t heard a thing.

Being an employee is unjust—you can’t offend either side.

One was her boss who controlled her livelihood; the other was the big boss who controlled how much was in her boss’s bank account. She was truly torn.

Seeing the girl’s excuse, the middle-aged woman’s headache worsened—being this girl’s agent was truly shortening her lifespan!

Still, this girl’s unconventional moves had indeed drawn her a fair share of casual fans.

Sometimes, even her own agent began doubting whether she’d fallen behind the pace of this industry.

“Wah wah wah! Who did I just see? It’s our Xinyue!”

“I never expected our Yueyue is also a big god’s fan—we love both so much, I’m in love, I’m in love!”

“The big god’s clay journey is saved now—this is heart-wrenching!”

“Fuwa’s here, Fuwa’s here—the big god’s really hit the jackpot today!”

“How honored am I to witness Fuwa and Ningningzi’s battle of luck right here in the big god’s livestream!”

“Oh right! There’s still Ningningzi’s toxic luck in this stream—big god, you must be extra, extra, extra cautious today!”

“Forget everything else—let me first absorb Xinyue’s luck, then go buy a lottery ticket.”

“Get lost! Xinyue is mine—go absorb luck from my Ning-niang instead!”

Yang Qingning: “...Are you being polite?”

“Still, I’m curious—is Xinyue’s luck stronger, or is Ningningzi’s toxic luck even more potent?”

“Who knows? We’ll have to test it out here with the big god!”

“Big god, why are you still standing there? Go find the clay already! I want to watch the gods battle!”

Xiao Yi: “...”

At that moment, Xiao Yi, who was monitoring the livestream comments, was also bewildered—he couldn’t understand who had entered his stream and caused nearly a million fans to erupt in excitement.

But after reading the comments introducing the girl, Xiao Yi finally understood why she was so popular.

Whether she was a celebrity or not was secondary—what mattered was that this girl was absurdly lucky.

After reading about the girl’s experiences, Xiao Yi felt she was a textbook example of a destiny-chosen girl.

On a show, she bought scratch cards on the street, scratched three in a row—and all three won prizes, even one being the day’s grand prize.

Lost on the way, she accidentally stumbled upon a talent training camp; just then, someone dropped out and needed a replacement—and she was fortuitously selected.

When the final eight-member group was formed, she ranked ninth—but one of the top eight suffered a serious injury right before the group’s debut, as if fate itself had intervened, and she was aided by heaven.

In the end, her popularity became the highest among all group members.

During a water-skipping game on the show, a veteran trainer with over a decade of practice could only make his stone skip twenty-three times—she casually tossed hers and it skipped twenty-five times, leaving everyone stunned.

There were many more such lucky incidents—had this been a xianxia world, this girl would unquestionably be a Daughter of the Dao, born with the potential of an Empress.

But it was truly unfortunate—he, a transmigrator, had encountered the legendary destiny-chosen girl.

Fortunately, this was a rule-of-law society, not a realm of power struggles—at least his life was safe.

Once he realized this, Xiao Yi grew excited—this was his Xiao Yi fan!

It seemed good fortune had arrived today; if possible, he truly wanted to play “Good Days” live right now.

Since arriving in this world, Xiao Yi had come to believe that beyond science, there were deeper rules.

Like yesterday’s Lemonology—or even Qianshi ’s management theory.

There was no help for it—yesterday’s experience had left too deep an impression on Xiao Yi; anyone would be terrified.

As a man with a system, he still couldn’t withstand a woman’s toxic luck—who could?

At this moment, Xiao Yi only wanted to shout: Yang Xinyue is here, Yang Xinyue is forever the god—please lend me some of your luck!

“Let’s thank the big star Yang Xinyue for her arrival—any moderators in the livestream? Please grant her a VIP seat.”

“Of course—even my big god can’t escape Yueyue’s true-love law!”

“Who could possibly resist? If I had half of Yueyue’s luck, I’d just stay home eating and sleeping, buying lottery tickets every day!”

“Haha, so even my big god is a man of his heart!”

Of course, Yang Xinyue’s arrival caused quite a stir, but Xiao Yi did not forget today’s main mission.

Yet as time passed, with the arrival of the top-streamer Fuwa Yang Xinyue, the number of viewers in Xiao Yi’s livestream surged past four million.

This was unquestionably the highest viewer count in his livestream’s history—even though the stream had only existed for two days.

Before setting out, Xiao Yi first checked his personal panel.

Seeing nearly ten free attribute points resting on the panel, he felt deeply satisfied—his steps even carried a breeze.

Then, axe in hand, nose sniffing the air, he set out again.

Don’t ask why he was carrying an axe—answer: safety first. With an axe, he felt steady and secure.

Today, Xiao Yi did not head in yesterday’s direction—the route had proven toxic.

This time, he went in the opposite direction, believing this path would bring him different fortune—at least he wouldn’t encounter that damned black bear again.

His steps were light, his senses sharp—but Yang Xinyue’s arrival didn’t seem to bring him any special luck.

Watching the sun rise high, and patting his hungry stomach, Xiao Yi helplessly spoke to the drone.

“Everyone, it’s getting late—we need to prepare lunch. But returning now would waste too much energy, so we’ll just find some food nearby to fill our bellies and maintain our strength.”

“Looks like the Luck God Yang Xinyue’s arrival didn’t bring the big god any fortune!”

“Then Ning-niang’s toxic luck must be stronger!”

“No matter how lucky the Luck God is, she can’t create something from nothing! I believe there’s no clay in the uninhabited zones of the Arctic Circle!”

“No, clay must still exist—I read a scientific journal stating that surface sediments in the Arctic Ocean contain clay properties. Besides, this area is on the Arctic periphery, so clay must be here too—just in smaller quantities.”

“It’s great having experts explain—today I learned again. Just as the expert said, clay definitely exists in the Arctic Circle—we can fully trust the big god!”

Xiao Yi naturally didn’t know what was being discussed in the comment section, but he was certain—clay must exist in the uninhabited zone where he stood.

It was information from his system’s internal database—and it had cost him a fair amount of fan points.

Of course, this was also the main reason Xiao Yi dared propose the heated-floor log cabin plan in his livestream.

But now, Xiao Yi’s entire focus was on the snow rabbit ahead—his lunch, and possibly dinner, were secured.

Eating fish three times a day, no matter how delicious, was still monotonous—thankfully, today he could improve his diet.

But Xiao Yi didn’t know—he wasn’t the only one watching that prey.