Chapter 58
"I want so cola," she said.
The servant quickly brought back a can of cola.
—This was also sothing that had only been added to the fridge after Zhong Ning arrived.
Carbonated drinks were the true source of happiness. After taking two big gulps, she genuinely felt like she had co back to life.
"Is Shiqing awake?"
"The Head has already gone to the company," the servant replied.
"When did she leave?" Zhong Ning swallowed the noodles in her mouth, a little surprised. Wasn’t she supposed to sleep in today?
"Eight o'clock," said the servant.
Eight o’clock—that was just the usual ti, wasn’t it?
Does she really not give herself a single day off? Zhong Ning clicked her tongue, deeply moved by such diligence, unable to say a word.
What kind of willpower and passion for work was this?
Except for the period right after they first t, when Xie Shiqing had been affected by her heat cycle and wasn’t fully imrsed in work, aside from that, she had spent nearly every day either in the study or at the company, handling all kinds of matters, big and small.
Zhong Ning had occasionally overheard the servants whispering, saying that Miss Xie seed even busier than before.
But the Xie Corporation was thriving. A newly released drama had received widespread praise, and a sci-fi film that had been in preparation for several years was finally nearing completion. Many people were talking about it, making all kinds of speculations based on the few teaser clips that had been released.
Zhong Ning had naturally looked into it as well.
Maybe she was busy because of the film, she thought.
That was good, too. Although Xie Shiqing couldn't see, she herself didn't really want to face people with a pair of swollen, tearful eyes.
Mainly because Xie Shiqing usually moved with such ease that she always gave the illusion of having perfect vision.
Though, it might not be sothing she could hide.
Just pretend she had watched a really heart-wrenching movie and got too caught up in it, so her eyes ended up swollen from crying.
It wouldn’t be a complete lie anyway. How could it not count as watching a gut-wrenching film? It was just that this one had been from a first-person perspective.
She grabbed so ice, wrapped it in a towel, and applied it to her eyes for a while. Once she felt slightly better, Zhong Ning returned to her room, sat down in front of the computer, and started streaming.
She wasn’t worried about losing fans or missing out on inco due to her inconsistent streaming schedule.
After all, her stream was different from others—she had mastered a core skill that was irreplaceable.
These days, who didn’t have a few gacha gas on their phone? No matter what kind of ga it was, as long as there were pulls involved, she could help. It wasn’t limited to a specific ga, and she wasn’t signed to any agency. Even those who were jealous of her couldn’t find anything to criticize.
What could they say? Accuse her of cheating? Or making inappropriate remarks?
The forr sounded like a decent angle, but the key point was: Zhong Ning’s luck was real and undeniable—there was nothing to criticize.
She had never made any absolute claims, only said that she would definitely get the pull early and without deviation. She didn’t make any grand promises based on her own double-gold results in gas. But up till now, every account she handled hadn’t needed to hit the pity pull. The highest number of pulls she’d done was sixty-five before getting the desired item.
Double golds even showed up from ti to ti.
With this kind of pure luck-based strength, even if soone wanted to discredit her, they couldn’t.
Once her reputation took off, Zhong Ning raised her rates—though they were still slightly lower than others in the sa field. The main thing was, unlike her previous life, she had a family now. While she didn’t need to support the household, she still wanted to earn a bit more.
She also wanted to buy gifts for Xie Shiqing—things that matched her status and preferences.
Work hard!
Earn money!
She notified her fan group that she would be streaming. In less than ten minutes, the stream was live—efficiency was key.
Her follower count had already surpassed fifty thousand, and the growth rate was nothing short of phenonal. Edited clips were being posted on other platforms, growing even faster.
Fans scanned the code and logged in. Zhong Ning showed the professionalism of a seasoned strear, spoke cheerfully about the characters, and asked whether all those bonds on the account were paid for or saved up. While making casual conversation, she moved the mouse, opened the card pool, and started pulling.
She stread straight through until 3 p.m., with the viewer count steadily holding at three thousand.
It wasn’t without its hecklers—so people said that her pulling thod didn’t make her a true “luck goddess.” Comnts like that were becoming more and more common.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that those comnts were just people being sour—either that or competitors trying to stir up trouble. After all, who could consistently pull early and never get off-banner?
Zhong Ning didn’t get upset. She had her own quirky way of interpreting tone.
What others saw as interrogation or nitpicking, she saw as curiosity and inquiry. Coincidentally, she also planned to pull from this banner herself. What kind of strear didn’t have a 6 5 account?
So she paused the login code scanning, logged into her own account, took a sip of freshly squeezed mango juice, and said, "I’ll just pull on my own account then. Actually, you guys have a point—my fans’ accounts really aren’t as lucky as mine."
As she spoke, she recharged all the first-ti double bonuses. Adding what she already had, she now had a total of 305 Fates.
She first showed her pull history—it was completely empty. Zhong Ning smiled and said, "Here we go!"
First ten-pull: only one guaranteed four-star, the rest were three-stars. Second ten-pull: gold.
Zhong Ning skipped the animation. Two five-star characters lay side by side on the screen, along with three four-star characters—exactly the featured four-stars in the banner, one of each.
The comnt section filled with question marks and exclamation marks.
Zhong Ning casually clicked the close button and kept pulling. Two four-stars, two five-stars, three four-stars, three four-stars, two four-stars—
Just when the viewers thought they were finally witnessing a familiar unlucky streak and breathed a sigh of relief—another triple gold.
Zhong Ning said, "Did I already max it out?"
She lit up each constellation one by one, then switched over to the weapon banner. First ten-pull—double gold again.
The viewers were already numb.
By the ti she completed the 6 5 goal, she still had pulls left from the 300.
"This sound you’re hearing? That’s getting slapped in the face."
"Queen of luck! Emperor among emperors! You’re a god!"
"Eighty pulls got her a full constellation—my eighty pulls gave a standard off-banner. Hahaha—I’m not mad, I’m really not mad!"
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