Volume One, Chapter 92: You Are Outstanding

After the Master of Mysticism Descends the Mountain, Livestream Fortune-Telling Leads to Sudden Wealth A Single Glance at the Clear Abyss 2250 words 2026-02-09 13:24:50

Damn, a single sentence woke me up from my dream! I was just browsing an online shop intending to buy some toilet paper, but somehow ended up purchasing a bunch of things I never needed. Now my hands are sore from receiving so many parcels!

Master, please stop scolding me! I'll go return the items right now!

Case solved! So that's where my money went; no wonder I can't save anything.

Big data is terrifying!

After hearing the master, I feel a bit like Little Bird myself. Every time I clearly realize I've overspent my budget, I always convince myself that skipping a cup of milk tea will make up for it. I'm crying.

But I think there's nothing wrong with striving to be a high-quality woman, is there? Who doesn't want to better themselves?

Life is our own; wanting to live better and buy nice things for ourselves isn't wrong, right?

I also believe it depends on the person, not everyone will be like Little Bird.

Exactly, you can't blame all the mistakes on big data, which can't even speak for itself.

Qin Yu gazed into the void, utterly calm. "There's nothing wrong with pursuing beauty. But the economic foundation determines the superstructure. If you build a skyscraper atop that foundation without regard for its strength, it will only be a fleeting mirage."

"Whatever you do, you must find moderation. Be the master of your life, not a slave to your desires."

"I'm not blaming big data. I'm merely exposing a marketing tactic dressed in sugar-coated bullets, hoping to alert everyone."

Who can relate? I was just watching a mystical streamer in my free time to pass the hours, but it feels like someone is pouring life philosophy straight into my brain.

Thank you, master, your wisdom is appreciated!

Be the master of your life, not a slave to your desires!

Be the master of your life, not a slave to your desires!

Thank you for the reminder, master! Next time, before buying random things, I'll ask myself if I really need them!

...

Qin Yu lowered the camera, placing her upper body outside the frame.

Mu Ling slurped his lips without restraint, eager, "Xiao Yu, can I go now?"

With Qin Yu’s permission, Mu Ling vanished in a flash.

Humans have three obsessions: greed, anger, and ignorance. When these obsessions become too strong, they attract filth spirits.

For Mu Ling, filth spirits are quite a delicacy.

Master, I'm a little curious about what happened to Little Bird and her friend she wronged afterward...

I feel sorry for her friend, sigh! Chose the wrong companion!

Qin Yu replied, "Little Bird will end up on the defaulter list for failing to repay various loans, losing her job because of it. Out of options, she'll be forced to work in a factory to pay off her debts. Years later, her factory will be acquired by her friend's company... In the end, she'll be driven out, and since she's past the optimal age for job hunting, she'll only find work as a cleaning lady in a kindergarten."

I'm satisfied with this outcome!

Feels like her friend took the script for a strong female lead—so satisfying!

Unfortunately, her friend's mother will never return.

...

"Get ready, everyone. In one minute, I’ll distribute today’s second lucky giveaway."

Unusually, Qin Yu offered a friendly reminder before handing out the giveaway.

Did the sun rise in the west today? Did I just hear a warm reminder?

The master has grown a conscience.

This lucky bag is mine! No one try to compete with me—if you do, don’t force me to beg you!

Hahaha, minus points for the one begging above.

...

A minute later, Qin Yu distributed the second lucky bag as promised.

The winner’s screen name was "fw".

Before Qin Yu invited him to the mic, he spontaneously sent a message about true love arriving.

The phone screen split in two.

On the left was Qin Yu. On the right was a middle-aged man who looked lifeless, his head bowed low. "Master, I want to know, am I really just a useless person?"

???

Is he acting out my mental state? I constantly wonder if I’m just a little failure.

Kindred spirits!

"Raise your head," Qin Yu said.

The middle-aged man clumsily lifted his head, but in less than three seconds, he shrank back into his shell like a turtle.

He wasn’t ugly; his features were ordinary, the type that would be lost in a crowd.

"Judging by your appearance, you’re not a useless person. In fact, you far surpass the average of your peers."

The man looked up in surprise, staring at Qin Yu in disbelief, forgetting to lower his head.

"Master, did you just... compliment me?"

His eyes were bright with emotion, his fingers trembling slightly, as if hearing praise for the first time in his life.

Qin Yu nodded openly. "That's right, I'm praising you!"

Then she added, "You are excellent!"

It was perhaps the most beautiful thing the man had heard in years, and tears welled up instantly.

"I haven't heard anyone praise me in so long."

His gaze drifted off. "Ever since I was a child, I’ve always been the worst in my family. My grades never matched up to my cousins; when I grew up, even my job depended on my parents’ connections..."

"At home, my parents dismiss my little achievements as insignificant; at work, colleagues gossip about me because of my family’s influence..."

"I feel so repressed, I can barely breathe."

Poor brother~ hugs

Wait before you feel bad for him—I just checked his profile. He’s a graduate of Tsinghua University. Maybe you should feel sorry for yourself instead!

Help, one moment he’s so pitiful, the next—oh, it turns out I’m the one to pity!

If I got into Tsinghua, my parents would laugh themselves awake at night!

That kind of family is truly suffocating... the pressure is immense.

...

The man hurried to explain, "My degree is actually the lowest in my family. I barely made it past the Tsinghua cutoff."

Stop, I refuse to feel sorry for you!

You’re amazing, don’t waste your life!

Super impressive.

The man seemed lost in his own world, shaking his head repeatedly, anxiously scratching his head—clumps of hair fell out.