Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 107 - 80: Did She Report Me in Retaliation?

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Chapter 107: Chapter 80: Did She Report Me in Retaliation?

Xia Ling has been feeling very down lately.

She used to be a part-time moderator on the Whale platform.

But just a few days ago, she received a baffling warning.

Not only was there a verbal warning, but her moderation privileges were downgraded by two levels.

This means that when she checks the live rooms of major broadcasters in the future, she will no longer have the right to close their rooms directly.

Instead, she needs to report the so-called ’evidence’ layer by layer until it is approved by the platform’s internal staff.

Bear in mind, she earned this level over two years.

For the past two years, she hasn’t had a single early night.

Every night she would roam those dance live rooms, finding places where they skirted the platform’s regulations, either reporting them directly or leading them on a bit before reporting.

Now it’s like going back to the old days.

But Xia Ling can’t figure out where she went wrong to receive such a huge punishment from the platform.

Until she got bored and was browsing live rooms when she saw that somewhat familiar face.

She eagerly brought her phone closer.

"What’s going on? Wasn’t this person’s live room banned by me?"

Normally, she shouldn’t be unbanned at this time!

Xia Ling isn’t foolish, and she quickly suspected that the warning she received might be related to this person.

Could it be that she reported her in reverse?

In exchange for her freedom to livestream?

No matter how hard Xia Ling thought about it, she couldn’t come up with the fact that Mu Yunchu was allowed to livestream again because Lin Tianyou personally called to apologize to her.

The head of a platform with over a billion users, when facing that very young girl, had an unmistakable tone of flattery.

He repeatedly explained that it wasn’t the platform’s doing and promised it wouldn’t happen again, pleading for Mu Yunchu to start streaming as soon as possible.

Otherwise, those netizens would really scold their platform to death.

The blame lay on that small moderator.

Shows just how big a mess one person can cause.

Initially, he set up this position to facilitate managing the platform’s environment.

And now he had dug himself into a pit.

Fortunately, Mu Yunchu wasn’t upset about this situation, instead finding that her live room getting banned was somewhat understandable.

After all, the footage from that day was indeed excessively gory.

Since the live room is now unblocked, she’ll continue streaming.

When Xia Ling first entered the room, she had the mindset to sarcastically jab Mu Yunchu a few times.

Questioning her about how she managed to unblock her live room so quickly.

However, once she posted her comment, she couldn’t find her own words.

The comment scrolled at a speed she hadn’t seen in any other live room.

It was astonishingly fast.

[Streamer, you’re finally back! Looks like our comments beneath the platform were really effective.]

[This stupid platform, if they dare to ban the streamer’s room again, I’ll go and flame them on the platform myself next time.]

[Are we going to reveal anything about what happened to the mutual acquaintance during the last stream today?]

The screen cut off at the most critical point.

Even the streamer was banned by the platform.

It’s like, in the current era of awful films, you finally find a great movie.

And at the very moment you’re captivatingly immersed, the platform suddenly tells you the film is inappropriate and needs to be taken down.

Not only can you no longer watch the movie, but you can’t even find a hint of the plot online.

Anyone in that position would feel heartbroken.

So all the netizens who watched the last stream kept questioning how Mi Xue is doing now.

Xia Ling’s gaze swept over Mu Yunchu’s face with a hint of jealousy, followed by a sneer in her rented room.

"What a bunch of idiots."

"Can’t they see such an obvious scripted performance?"

To her, Mu Yunchu’s live room was no different from those short drama actresses who "serve through their looks."

She savagely shoved a bite of sausage into her mouth.

The kind of people she disliked the most!

It’s simply relying on their looks to earn a job paying several hundred times her salary.

While ordinary people like her can’t even find a job.

At that moment, a notification popped up on her phone.

It was an interview message from a recruiting app.

She angrily threw the wrapper aside.

"Bah!"

"Working from eight till five for just two thousand a month."

"Like sending a beggar away?"

She switched the screen back to the live stream without hesitation.

She’d better research how to make money online.

Being a ’moderator’ on the Whale platform wasn’t for nothing; sometimes it even involved fining broadcasters, where Xia Ling could get a small cut.

Although for most people, this isn’t enough to make a living, for Xia Ling it was.

Because she neither goes out nor shops online, with no social interactions, she only needs a rented apartment and her daily meals to sustain herself.

Furthermore, with such minimal expenses, she just needs to report a few more broadcasters, and she’s set.

Her gaze returned to Mu Yunchu’s face.

Thinking that maybe she had reported herself, Xia Ling couldn’t hold back her anger.

"No way, I’m going to stick around here today."

"I refuse to believe I can’t catch your fox tail."

When the time comes, she’ll seal this person’s live room again.

Seeing most people on the screen asking about Mi Xue, Mu Yunchu spoke again:

"She’s not in any life-threatening situation, but her leg is injured and she is recuperating in the hospital."

Upon hearing this, everyone on the screen felt relieved.

After all, being alive is always the best news.

[That’s great. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep for days because of the mutual acquaintance. Now knowing she survived, I can finally relax.]

[So what exactly happened that day?]

[If I recall correctly, it was the fifth floor. Is it really possible for someone to survive falling from there?]

Reading this comment, Xia Ling naturally chimed in, "For sure, because it’s fake!"

Mu Yunchu recalled the face of the mutual acquaintance, her eyes unconsciously showing a hint of admiration.

"She was very smart."

Knew to use resistance to buffer her fall.

So before reaching the pipe, she aimed at the oversized umbrella in her backyard.

When the pipe above was cut off, as her body tilted to the height of the fourth floor, she leapt onto the balcony with all her might.

Then climbed down step by step to avoid the lookout on the ground floor.

Halfway through explaining, Mu Yunchu paused.

"Looks like your curious main character is here."

She then invited the person to speak, letting Mi Xue directly converse with the netizens.

*

At the same time.

In the Qinghe City police station.

Zhou Zhicheng received a call.

He listened, then asked in a serious tone, "Where’s the address?"

"I’m deploying officers now."