Chapter 34: This Is Truly Misfortune

- "So bright, my eyes..."
- "Is the other person a vampire? Why pull the curtains in broad daylight?"
- "Could it be that they can't be exposed to light?"
- "Electric shock? Is she mentally unstable? I've been getting connected to such bizarre people lately, I'm starting to get scared."
- "Looking at that username, she must be at her wit's end..."

After some more rustling, the girl on the other side finally appeared on camera. She was fully armed, so to speak—wearing a hat and a mask, completely bundled up, with only a pair of dark, exhausted eyes visible.

"Host, I think I've been set up..."

Jiang Muyu straightened up. What a coincidence—her own family had been set up, too!

"Electric Shock Baby, tell me in detail. I want to see who is trying to harm my fan!"

Electric Shock nodded, her eyes rimmed with red. "Thank you, Host. I told my friends and family about this, but they didn't believe me. You're the only one who... *sob*..."

"Don't cry, stay calm!" Jiang Muyu reached out. "But you still haven't told me what exactly is going on."

- "Hahaha, so what is actually going on?"
- "Why can't she show her face? Is she an author of dark, angst-filled stories, worried about getting sent razor blades?"
- "Whether someone wants to show their face or not is their own freedom, why care so much..."

Electric Shock seemed to realize she was being too emotional and sniffled. "Host, I've been having terrible luck lately, but I haven't done anything wrong. I usually just stay at home; I rarely even go out to pick up deliveries. I don't know what's happening. It feels like everything is working against me."

"The light switch in my bathroom suddenly short-circuited and almost electrocuted me. I found a hair in my takeout, the merchant sent the wrong items for my deliveries, and my computer keeps popping up junk messages... In the middle of the night, I hear sounds in the house, but when I get up, I can't find anything. I haven't had a good night's sleep in days. Host, please help me!"

As the girl spoke, she nearly broke down in tears again.

The netizens in the livestream, who had been speculating moments ago, fell silent.

- "I thought this was some kind of show, but sister, you are genuinely having a streak of bad luck..."
- "I could convince myself one or two things are coincidences, but this many events? That's too much of a coincidence."
- "Sister, you don't even need the host to tell you. I'm certain you've been set up."
- "So miserable. Suddenly, me riding my scooter to work in the rain this morning doesn't feel so bad."
- "Sister, with those dark circles, you could go straight to the zoo and get hired."

Jiang Muyu pondered for a moment and said, "Baby, send me your date and time of birth. If possible, let me see your face."

Hearing that she had to show her face, the girl hesitated, but then nodded. "Okay..."

Jiang Muyu first checked the birth date sent to her backend. The girl had the face of someone destined for great wealth and prosperity, and her life should have been smooth sailing. It was indeed strange that she had suddenly become so unlucky.

Soon, the girl on the screen took off her mask and hat, revealing a delicate, pretty face. Perhaps because she had been tormented by these trivial matters lately, she looked quite haggard.

Jiang Muyu looked at the dark aura hovering above the girl's head and stepped back. The density of it was thicker than what she had seen on Jiang Yinuo, who was pulling weeds in the courtyard. Jiang Yinuo was a celebrity—a celebrity hated by thousands, which was somewhat normal—but this girl? Had she committed some heavenly crime?

Seeing Jiang Muyu's grim expression, the girl grew fearful.

"Host, is there still hope for me? I don't want to die..." She was just a bit of a homebody; she had never done anything bad. Even when a delivery driver forgot her soda, she never left a bad review. Why was she being cursed with such bad luck?

'Electrocuted While Writing at Midnight' thought about everything that had happened to her recently and couldn't hold back, bursting into tears.

- "Sister, don't cry! The host will definitely be able to save you!"
- "I thought you were just prone to bad luck, but seeing you're a pretty girl, I take it back. Someone must be jealous of you!"
- "This is definitely a setup. Our host is very capable, don't panic."
- "Host, hurry up and tell her how to help this sister!"

Jiang Muyu asked, "When did your bad luck start? Who do you usually have contact with?"

"It was a month ago. I went out to pick up a delivery a friend sent me. I wanted to wash my hands before opening it, but as soon as I touched the switch, it shocked me awake... I don't really have any friends in real life, and I don't go out often. I only have a few online friends I chat with and work with."

After finishing, the girl seemed to recall something and quickly added, "Host, you don't think my friend is trying to harm me, do you? But we only communicate online; we don't really interact otherwise."

She had stumbled upon Jiang Muyu's livestream while mindlessly watching videos at work and had only sent gifts to get connected out of a "why not" attitude. But now, it seemed the host was focusing on the wrong thing. If she had known it would turn out like this, she would have used the money spent on gifts to buy a good luck charm instead.

Jiang Muyu was prepared for her skepticism and continued to ask, "What was in that delivery? It must have been from that friend, right? If I'm not mistaken, it should be a gift with a specific meaning."

The girl was stunned. "How did you know? Did you see it?" She stood up and took down a scroll hanging on the wall behind her. It had the characters for 'Great Wealth' and 'Peace' written on it. "This is what my friend sent me. He made it himself."

On the light yellow paper were four elegant characters. There was a red seal in the bottom left corner. Although simple, the auspicious meaning made it seem like a perfect piece to hang up.

- "Is the host saying there's something wrong with this calligraphy? Isn't this just a simple gift?"
- "Uh... I actually wrote a couple of characters for myself a while ago. Could something like this be a problem?"
- "I was planning to write 'May all your wishes come true'—I just placed an order for the supplies last night. Should I cancel it?"
- "If the friend sees this stream and finds out their gift is being suspected, how disappointed would they be..."
- "If I knew my gift was being treated with suspicion, I'd definitely cut ties..."

Seeing the comments in the chat, 'Electrocuted While Writing at Midnight' realized it might be inappropriate and moved the calligraphy out of the frame. "Host, you must be mistaken. This is just an ordinary piece of calligraphy; there's nothing special about it." She had known this friend for years; how could she doubt him just because of a metaphysical host she had just connected with?

Jiang Muyu naturally saw the comments in the chat and thought a few of them made sense.

"Cut ties? This user is right. Electric Shock Baby, you really should cut ties with the friend who sent you this gift. That person definitely does not have good intentions."