Chapter 834 – So What If I Kill You? (Part 1)
If you think the disguise of the time-traveling girl was full of holes before, this time it could barely squeak out a score of sixty.
“System… can I really get close to Liu Xi like this?”
Disguised as a fleeing woman, the time-traveling girl squatted in a corner, pretending to rest while actually conversing with the System dwelling within her.
After a while, a cold, emotionless synthetic voice chimed in, “For now, mingling in Wanzhou as a refugee is the safest option. Dongqing has been at war for years, creating countless refugees. The refugee population is huge, and you can easily blend in without raising suspicion. Moreover, Wanzhou is actively recruiting refugee labor, this is a golden opportunity.”
The System, which once thought its foolish host was easy to manage, now found the host’s stupidity frustrating at times.
The time-traveling girl bit her lip; she understood that pretending to be a refugee in Wanzhou was the best option, but experiencing it firsthand was a whole different level of discomfort.
She thought that fleeing refugees would be just like they portrayed on TV, wearing tattered clothes and wandering in small groups—no big deal!
But reality hit her hard, giving her a brutal lesson in what it truly meant to be a refugee amidst war.
“Can’t I just teleport to Wanzhou directly?”
Curled up, the time-traveling girl tried to lessen her presence, yet she could still feel several pairs of eyes on her, some sizing her up as if she were food, while others regarded her as merchandise… No matter the gaze, it evoked a deep sense of humiliation within her.
The System scoffed, a hint of derision in its tone, “Host, I think I shouldn’t have to remind you again. You now bear immense debt, and your credibility is completely in the red. If it weren’t for this critical situation, the popular points store wouldn’t allow you to incur any more debt.”
In other words, if the time-traveling girl wanted to blend into Wanzhou, she either had to rely on her formidable martial arts skills to cross mountains and sneak in.
However, choosing that method risked exposure.
If it were just ordinary folk, that would be fine, but she feared being discovered by Jiang Pengji. If that happened, it would be game over.
Not only the time-traveling girl was terrified of the killing god Jiang Pengji, but even the System attached to her felt deep trepidation and didn’t dare to let its guard down.
After thinking it through, disguising as a refugee to mix into Wanzhou was the most reliable option.
Of course, there was another reason— the audience has grown weary of various titillating live content; she needed a change of style!
Rather than saying the audience was simply tired of live content, it was more accurate to say that the previous content failed to coax the wealthy to keep spending.
Since incurring substantial debt, the time-traveling girl had to extend her daily streaming time from the original four hours to a grueling twenty-four, but for some reason, her formerly generous patrons had mostly disappeared, and the few remaining just watched without tipping.
What was the difference from freeloading?
If she didn’t receive hefty tips, relying solely on her meager daily popularity points would take ages to gather enough to repay her debts.
Grinding her teeth in frustration, the time-traveling girl felt intense anger in her heart but had no choice but to humbly curry favor with her affluent viewers.
In her previous life, she had been a small-time internet celebrity, dancing or chatting in a cramped room daily to please wealthy viewers. Ever since obtaining the System as a golden finger, the roles had flipped, with the wealthy flocking to lavish her with money.
With her past and present being worlds apart, she now looked down upon others with an air of superiority.
She couldn’t even remember the last time she actively solicited tips.
In recent months, she had resorted to lowering herself to appeal to wealthy patrons, subtly asking for tips, even employing her former techniques to instigate competition among the rich… little did she know, the patrons who once showered her with money were now indifferent. Even when she personally asked for tips, they only offered token amounts, showing no sign of the previous fervor to shower her with cash for just a smile.
Faced with this embarrassing situation, the time-traveling girl and the System deliberated and concluded that the audience was simply experiencing aesthetic fatigue.
Since titillating content couldn’t capture the audience’s attention, the time-traveling girl resolved to win them over with her talents.
Upon her arrival in this world, she had exchanged a significant amount of popularity points with the System for numerous talent books, mastering everything from music to art.
If she could just go back now, she would undoubtedly become a world-shocking artist!
Little did she expect—on the first day of her content change, the live chat was filled with ridicule and criticism.
[Tsk tsk tsk—this is clearly a promiscuous girl thinking she’s a pure fairy, how naive!]
[What are you playing? Instead of showcasing talents here, you might as well strip down and play some naughty tunes—now that would have flavor.]
[What kind of getup is that? Seriously, who does a courtesan think she is dressing like a celestial? We’re here for life advice, not your talent show. What nonsense music is this? I’m out, so boring!]
[Haha—this is what they call serving both as a harlot and maintaining a chastity façade, right?]
Seeing the flood of mockery, the time-traveling girl was so furious she couldn’t even hold onto her pipa properly.
In a fit of rage, she shut down the stream and slammed the pipa to the floor, her eyes red with anger, looking pitiful and charming.
She felt humiliated but was oblivious to the fact that the audience had formed a fixed perception of her and her stream—this was just a place for selling flesh! Although everyone is equal, in any era, the profession of being a “courtesan” is looked down upon.
Having been branded with such a label, the time-traveling girl had shattered her persona the moment she tried to perform arts while fully covered up!
If viewers wanted a show of classical arts, they’d naturally go elsewhere, even if those talents didn’t match hers.
The audience came to this stream entirely for the spicy content.
And what ended up happening?
While they fantasized about lavish feasts, they were instead served a bowl of plain porridge!
To make matters worse, just as they were gearing up to leave in anger, the time-traveling girl had already forcefully ended the stream!
Pfft!
What a joke!
What kind of pretentious person, who spreads her legs for a living, has the nerve to act coy here?
With thick skin and mounting debt, the time-traveling girl had no choice but to reopen the stream.
However, this time she neither resorted to titillating content nor displayed her artistic skills in a deliberate way. Instead, she simply went about her own business on the stream.
After the previous failure, she had learned not to humiliate herself further. The time-traveling girl and the System had discussed carefully, deciding to hold off and observe the audience’s preferences to figure out what content could pique their interest and make them willingly shower her with cash.
Days passed in this manner; at first, the audience was quite impatient, but gradually, they calmed down.
Soon, the time-traveling girl was astonished to see that the daily amount of tips, which had been declining, started to rise again.
She scrolled through the tips and comments, realizing that they felt sympathy for those who had fled their homes and escaped from the war.
The time-traveling girl licked her dry lips, devising a plan.
