My Livestreaming Metaphysics & Gossip Became an Internet Sensation Ch. 140

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The engineer ghost explained, "Well, it's still in beta, so it's just me and a few of the programmers using it. Everything seems to be working fine so far, so we're ready to roll it out."

Seeing the engineer ghost pumped up and raring to go, Jiang Yiqing nodded seriously. "Keep it up. The future of the underworld depends on you."

The engineer ghost looked like he'd just been given a sacred mission. He nodded solemnly and then eagerly asked, "Master Jiang, do you have any suggestions?"

This Qing Dynasty ghost might've been reliable, but his initiative wasn't the best. Jiang Yiqing was in a good mood, so he gave some serious feedback. One human and one ghost walked away fully satisfied.

Jiang Yiqing took a photo of the newly finished temple and posted it on his feed. Then he headed back to that old man's paper offering shop and bought a new paper phone. The last paper figurine he'd used to scare off that stalker group had ended up getting destroyed by the scar-faced guy.

So he had to buy a new paper figurine, and that same day, he went to the old man's grave and burned it for him.

That night, just as Jiang Yiqing closed his eyes, the old man showed up.

The old man didn't look nearly as happy as Jiang Yiqing had imagined. In fact, he looked like he was about to blow a fuse. Turned out, after death, his back didn't ache, his legs didn't hurt, and he could jump and stomp around as much as he wanted.

In short, he was so mad that even his beard curled up. He looked ready to leap up and smack Jiang Yiqing, pointing furiously at the paper figurine trailing behind him and cursing like crazy, "You unfilial brat! What the hell is this thing?!"

Jiang Yiqing held back a laugh and raised an eyebrow. "I burned you a wife! I was worried you'd be lonely all by yourself. Pretty thoughtful of me, huh?"

"Thoughtful—your ass!" The old man was so furious he was stammering, his face all scrunched up. "Ridiculous! Completely ridiculous!"

Seeing that the old man was dead set on not accepting the paper lady, Jiang Yiqing could only shake his head in defeat, silently lamenting how his kind gesture went unappreciated. Still suppressing a laugh, he packed the figurine away.

Hmm, he could save it for scaring someone later.

The old man breathed a visible sigh of relief, then pulled a phone from his waist. "So... how do I use this thing?"

Back when he was alive, he only ever used a basic flip phone. He never expected to get an upgrade in the afterlife, so now he was a bit stumped.

Jiang Yiqing installed the Underworld version of WeChat for him through the engineer ghost's internal link and added him as a contact. "You can use this to reach me from now on."

The old man squinted at the screen for a while and somehow managed to stumble upon the "Shake" feature. But with the beta having so few ghost users, naturally nothing came up.

He tucked the phone away with a nostalgic look. "Maybe when more ghosts start using it, I'll be able to reconnect with some of my old buddies."

There wasn't much that could be done—after death, if you weren't blood-related, it was nearly impossible to find other ghosts. Everyone basically got scattered.

Jiang Yiqing rubbed his chin. Alright, he'd tell the engineer ghost to whip up a "People You Might Know" feature.

"Oh, right," the old man suddenly said, shifting to business. "The Ancestral Temple turned out great. The Ancestor is very pleased."

He followed up with a round of flattery. "Just like I said, you young folks are clever and full of ideas."

Jiang Yiqing couldn't help rolling his eyes. Emm... it's not like your past ten generations were all born old men.

Now that the temple was built, getting a million followers wasn't going to happen overnight. Jiang Yiqing was still thinking about bringing in a little Daoist attendant to help out.

What he didn't expect was for that problem to be solved the very next morning—by the Ancestor himself.

Jiang Yiqing had been planning on sleeping in when he heard someone knocking at the door. That was odd; hardly anyone ever came to his place. Maybe it was someone collecting property fees?

Still half-asleep, he squinted his way to the door and opened it to find a little kid standing there. The kid was super cute—pale as snow, like a little dumpling—but his face was stiff with seriousness. He was dressed in traditional Chinese clothing and even had a perfectly round bun tied on top of his head.

Jiang Yiqing was amused. "Hey, whose kid are you?"

"I'm not a kid!" the little boy said with utmost seriousness and introduced himself.

Apparently, he was sent by the Ancestor himself. Since Jiang Yiqing was looking for a Daoist attendant, well—problem solved.

Basically, it was time to get things moving. Now that the temple was built, they should hold the consecration ceremony.

—Once the ceremony was done, the followers could start coming to offer incense.

Tch. The Ancestor was really in a hurry. But how the hell did he know about the Daoist attendant?

Jiang Yiqing suddenly froze, his expression turning serious.

The little kid had been quietly watching Jiang Yiqing's every move. After all, he'd be working under this guy from now on. He might've looked calm on the outside, but deep down he was a little nervous.

And then he saw Jiang Yiqing's face go all serious, and he instantly held his breath. Could it be... something really important was about to be said?

Just as he was steeling himself, he heard Jiang Yiqing mutter with deadpan sincerity, "Ancestor, you really can hear me. You know, I don't just need people—I also need money. Please let my bank account randomly gain a few million. Hmm... a few hundred thousand would be fine too. I'm not greedy!"

The kid: "..."

After Jiang Yiqing finished speaking, he waited in silence for a while before impatiently pulling up his mobile banking app. Great—no changes. Still the same sad little balance.

"Tch. So stingy," he muttered in frustration.

The kid solemnly scolded him, "That's not right. You shouldn't expect rewards without putting in the work."

Jiang Yiqing turned his phone screen toward him. "But we're about to go hungry."

Kiddo: o.O

Like a bolt from the blue! The old man who sent him here never said anything about them being on the verge of starving!

The little boy seriously considered quitting on the spot.

Jiang Yiqing could barely hold back his laughter as he watched the little guy's expression. God, teasing kids was too much fun.

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