Ling Yi walked up to a female livestreamer who looked somewhat familiar and asked curiously, "Miss, why are there so many livestreamers at Golden Summit Temple? What's so interesting about filming a temple?"
The female anchor glanced at Ling Yi, her eyes filled with a look of utter confusion, as if to say, "Did you just get internet access?"
"Grandpa, Golden Summit Temple is really popular right now!"
"What's wrong?" Ling Yi asked cooperatively.
" Gu Xiaocheng came here to offer incense and fulfill his vow a while ago. It's said that Master Xuansheng of Golden Summit Temple can help people see their past lives; he's incredibly powerful."
Gu Xiaocheng? The son of Gu Jianda, the richest man in the country? This Master Xuansheng is something else, daring to fool even Gu Jianda's son.
"This Master Xuansheng seems to be a real master of torture!" Ling Yi Taunt.
"Isn't anyone going to come and expose this fraud?"
"Hehe, how could there not be? They were all stunned by Master Xuansheng. With a the Snap, he froze them in place for an hour, but when they woke up, it felt like only a moment had passed."
"With a wave of the hand, one can see one's deceased loved ones and weep bitterly."
"Anyone who went to expose the fraud now holds Master Xuansheng in the highest esteem."
"Who dares to expose counterfeits now?"
Goodness, Master Xuansheng has become an internet celebrity! Isn't he afraid of attracting attention and getting investigated?
That makes sense, as the yield of Deva Spores is inherently low, and very few people know about them.
If it's used to fool people, very few would be able to resist falling for it.
To those unaware of the truth, this method indeed appears "miraculous".
Ling Yi glanced at the female streamer's live stream and asked with slight surprise, "You have quite a few fans, over a hundred thousand online."
This person is actually a major internet celebrity?
Ling Yi glanced at the female anchor again, and his memories of his previous life were immediately stirred up.
No wonder this female streamer looked familiar; isn't she the super streamer from my previous life, Meng Erdai?
Unexpectedly, in this Parallel World, she is still a live streamer.
Ling Yi glanced at her online name. Good heavens, she hadn't even changed her name; it was still "Meng Erdai."
However, this had nothing to do with Ling Yi. He shook his head and turned to walk deeper into the Golden Summit Temple.
But after taking only a few steps, Ling Yi turned back.
He said to Meng Erdai, "Do you want to be trending? Do you want more traffic?"
"Grandpa, I'm just here at Golden Summit Temple to freeload off my internet!"
"Do you think if someone could expose Master Xuansheng's scam, wouldn't they become an internet sensation?"
"Sir, the person you're talking about, could it be yourself?"
Ling Yi nodded. "That's right, and I have evidence!"
"Is Master Xuansheng really a fraud? You can't just say that carelessly. If I'm not careful, my live stream will be bombarded with criticism. You have no idea how many followers the official account of Golden Summit Temple has now."
"Moreover, there are a lot of rich people in there; they can send Rocket so much that the screen freezes."
"Sir, please don't try to scam me!"
"You're just streaming right behind me, I don't need you to provide any conclusions. If the calculations get exposed, it'll be me who gets exposed, so what are you afraid of!"
"That's true!" Meng Erdai immediately realized that this was a rare opportunity.
Regardless of whether the old man succeeds in exposing the fraud, he will still attract a wave of traffic.
Meng Erdai doesn't actually believe in the idea that people can see their "past Rebirth " at all.
It just feels ridiculous.
In Meng Erdai's eyes, this so-called Master Xuansheng was a fraud.
But so many people who expose counterfeits haven't found any evidence, and even if they know it's fake, she wouldn't dare to say anything.
She actually hoped that the old man could actually win the fight.
"Sir, what's your name?"
My surname is Ling!
"Can you be in the picture?"
"Okay!" Ling Yi said, but as soon as he turned around, he put on a mask and sunglasses.
Is this what you call being able to appear on camera? Wow, this old man is quick on his feet.
However, Meng Erdai didn't dwell on the matter; protecting privacy is understandable.
Looking at the dense barrage of comments in the live stream, Ling Yi asked, "Can I speak?"
Meng Erdai handed his Bluetooth microphone to Ling Yi, thinking to himself, "This guy's got guts, he's not shy at all."
"Hmm!" Ling Yi coughed.
"I am your Grandpa Ling!"
Ling Yi's words immediately caused the live stream chat to pause for a moment. Goodness, he started by asking the viewers to call him "Grandpa."
"I have only one purpose in coming to Golden Summit Temple today: to send Master Xuansheng to work on a sewing machine. That's right, I'm here to expose the fraud."
Meng Dum-E Dai froze, sensing something was about to go wrong. This was her live stream, using her fans' feeds. If things got out of hand, wouldn't it cause trouble?
You said you were just a spectator and wouldn't offer any opinions? Now that I'm saying I'm just here for the fun, will my fans still believe me?
Believe that nonsense.
"Speaking of which, Master Xuansheng is quite formidable. If you don't know his background, most people really can't see through him. The key to his deception is something called Deva Spores."
"This stuff comes from a place in the Black Continent called the Scorching Jungle. It's the only place in the whole world where this amazing fungus can be grown..."
As Ling Yi explained, the viewers in the live stream learned a great deal. However, as those who frequently watch live streams know, the chat in a live stream usually doesn't stay serious for long.
In no time, a flood of comments appeared, asking for personal shopping services, live-streaming sales, and live demonstrations.
"Those asking for personal shopping services or live-streaming sales, do you dare to post your address? If not, don't talk nonsense. I'm an old man, I don't want to go back to work as a sewing machine."
"That Master Xuansheng is definitely going to jail. I'm telling you, Buddha Rulai can't save him."
"One gram of this stuff is worth 10 years. With the amount Master Xuansheng used, he could probably sit in it Reincarnation several lifetimes, enough for him to publish several books."
Meng Erdai was initially a little worried, but as Ling Yi spoke eloquently, she couldn't help but feel relieved.
The old man spoke with absolute certainty, and she had even searched for it that night. There really was such a thing as Deva Spores, and the description on it was exactly the same as what the Grandpa Ling had said.
Most importantly, in Master Xuansheng's past videos, he did indeed hold his hand above a candle for a few seconds before the Snap or waving his hand.
However, what Meng Erdai admires most about Ling Yi is his eloquence and his composed demeanor.
Ling Yi spoke as he walked, and only when they were almost at the main hall did he hand the microphone to Meng Erdai.
Then, under the watchful eyes of Meng Erdai and her hundreds of thousands of fans in her live stream, Ling Yi dialed the reporting hotline.
What Ling Yi didn't know was that the White City Inspection Bureau had already been keeping an eye on Master Xuansheng.
However, since there was no evidence and the methods used by Xuansheng could not be discerned, the investigation was conducted in secret.
Ling Yi's phone call essentially presented the evidence directly to them.
Ling Yi didn't rush in, but instead sat down on the Shitou steps next to the entrance, waiting for the inspectors to come.
"Aren't we just going in and exposing Master Xuansheng's scam?" Meng Erdai asked, sitting down next to Ling Yi, puzzled.
"We're not inspectors, we don't have law enforcement power. Besides, going in now would just alert them. What if they destroy the evidence before the inspectors arrive?"
"Our goal in exposing this fraudster is to bring him to justice, not to cause trouble for the investigators."
"You livestreamers are the same, especially those promoting positive values. Never go to extremes for traffic and cause trouble for others."
Meng Erdai suddenly realized, her face slightly flushed. She had only been thinking about the traffic, ignoring everything else.
As a live streamer, being sensitive to traffic has almost become instinctive.
"Sir, do you know a lot about the live streaming industry?"
Ling Yi thought to himself that he was the controlling shareholder of the platform this girl was currently using for live streaming.
Remove the "ma" part!
"Sir, have you been aware that livestreamers on various platforms have been getting into trouble lately?"
Coincidentally, Ling Yi not only knew about this, but the source of the problem was also him.
"Isn't it normal for those streamers with warped values to get into trouble? If they were fine, why would anything happen to them?"
"Take that streamer, whatever his name is, 'Nine.' The products he sells during his live streams are either counterfeit or substandard, or products that are about to expire or have already expired but have been relabeled with new dates."
"This kind of person deserves to work on a sewing machine for a lifetime. He's playing with the lives and health of his fans. And yet, there's still a bunch of idiots trying to whitewash him."
Ling Yi paused, as if he had thought of something, and said angrily, "And that anti-counterfeiting livestreamer, who specializes in exposing farmers' fake products, where do farmers get trademarks and production licenses for their agricultural products?"
"I think his name is Hua, but he's absolutely outrageous. Someone like that deserves to be shot ten times over."
Meng Erdai didn't dare to express any opinions casually. Although she agreed with these words, she couldn't say them carelessly.
The internet is full of truths and lies, and behind most of them are the Shadow of capital.
As a live streamer, especially a top streamer with millions of followers, she is walking on thin ice.
Meng Erdai didn't know was that, because of Ling Weiwei, countless people were trembling with fear at this very moment.
Ling Weiwei didn't care who the other party was or how much capital they had. As long as they committed a crime and there was evidence, she would report them all.
If someone tampers with the process, whoever causes trouble will be the one who suffers.
During this period, thanks to Ling Weiwei's "packaging," the number of people going in to operate the sewing machines increased exponentially.
Countless livestreamers have had their homes raided by police during their broadcasts.
The overall online atmosphere has been significantly affected as a result.
These days, livestreamers are much more obedient, afraid that someone will suddenly knock on their door while they're streaming.
The inspectors arrived while the two were chatting.
Things became much simpler after that. After Ling Yi explained the characteristics of the Deva Spores, Xuansheng had no way to argue.
Ling Yi didn't even have a chance to confront Xuansheng before the matter was over.
Meng Erdai's live stream gained a significant amount of traffic because it broadcast the entire process live.
Meng Erdai was very grateful to Ling Yi, calling him "Grandpa" repeatedly. After the broadcast, he insisted on having a meal with Ling Yi, exchanged contact information, and then left satisfied.
Ling Yi quite liked the little girl, Meng Erdai.
It's already quite remarkable that they can remain completely unaffected by Ling Weiwei's continuous cleansing.
After all that fuss, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening. Ling Yi decided to find a place to stay for the night and go back the next day.
Unexpectedly, Old Man Mu called him.
" Old Freak Ling, where are you? Come over and have some barbecue with me."
" Mu Disheng, you've gotten too big for your britches!" Ling Yi didn't want to see Mu Disheng right now.
The old man most likely recovered after taking the elixir. Such an unbelievable thing would probably make the Old Man Mu suspect him first.
Old Man Mu is stingy, but not bad. As far as Ling Yi knows, he has donated more than a billion yuan to charities over the years.
And each donation was made anonymously.
Old Man Mu thought no one knew about this, little did he know that the charity he donated to was founded by Ling Yi more than ten years ago.
Therefore, only Old Man Mu and Ling Yi knew about Old Man Mu's donation.
"Stop talking nonsense, I've sent you the address, come over now."
Ling Yi gave a wry smile and drove towards White City's food street.
When Ling Yi saw Old Man Mu's appearance again, he sighed, realizing he had underestimated the effects of the Healing Pill.