After Transmigrating as the Northeast CEO's Pampered Little Husband - Chapter 10

Gu Jiaoyang flipped through the manual, which spanned several hundred pages. The gist of it was that he needed to use his “abilities” within a vague, undefined limit. The only clear instruction was that he had to abide by national laws and the like.

 

“So, apart from monitoring, do you have any other functions?” Gu Jiaoyang closed the book, crossed his legs, and stared at the screen. To be able to construct such a massive building silently in someone else’s sea of consciousness this thing looked incredibly high-tech. Surely it had more functions than just this?

 

“Oho, so for me to use these functions, I have to interact with you more?” Gu Jiaoyang found it amusing. According to the novels his Senior Sister read, didn’t systems usually issue missions and favourability ratings for people in the outside world? Why was it his turn to grind favourability with the system itself?

 

Respected User, to ensure intimacy between the system and yourself for normal usage, please ensure friendly communication with the system every week. The higher the world recognition the system gains through communication with you, the richer your welfare gift packs will be.

 

Bullet comments scrolled across the screen as the rigid mechanical voice read them out slowly.

 

“Welfare gift packs? Is this your spiritual compensation for us, the monitored?” Gu Jiaoyang, having roughly understood the function of the Observation System, rolled his eyes, barely suppressing the urge to cause some trouble.

 

Welfare gift packs… would they be like the ones described in his Senior Sister’s novels? Various halos and buffs, allowing him to accomplish anything without even using spiritual energy?

 

After all, cultivation was hard work, and refining spiritual energy wasn’t exactly easy.

 

However, thinking about how the other party was inside his sea of consciousness and possessed such strong technology, they might have hidden means he hadn’t seen yet. So, he decided to get along with this system that fell from the sky for a while, figure out its operation patterns, and then play it at its own game.

 

You could say that. The Time-Space Administration is relatively fair and just.

 

Bullet comments floated across the screen again. Seeming to have performed a rough calculation, the system’s voice paused. As it spoke next, the text scrolling on the screen suddenly broke formation, wrapping around itself like a 3D cloth until it formed a sphere.

 

To better gain the user’s trust, we have set up a very humanised appearance design.

 

The ball of text floated slowly out of the screen. After a spin, it transformed into a spherical little robot.

 

“Super No-No?” Gu Jiaoyang laughed out loud as he watched the spherical robot flying around with two small floating wings, its black electronic screen flashing emoticons from time to time.

 

It certainly was approachable.

 

Users can rename the unit via voice command, change the exterior spray paint colour, and modify the mechanical shape state, etc.

 

The original surround-sound reading voice, which seemed to come from all corners of the room, converged into a single point, emitting from the little ball robot in front of him.

 

“Then can you turn green?”

 

Received user command. Changing colour to: Green. Please select a shade.

 

As Gu Jiaoyang made the request, a colour picker projected from the top of the robot’s head. A spectrum of green from white to black projected directly into the air, reflecting onto Gu Jiaoyang’s face until he looked green too.

 

“Done. It really is quite humanised. How about fluorescent green?” Gu Jiaoyang held back his laughter and pointed the selector to fluorescent green. The white robot changed into a garish fluorescent green paint job.

 

Modification complete. Thank you for your feedback. This system will truthfully record the modification data and report to superiors.

 

Humans like green.

 

System Xiaozhi silently recorded human aesthetic preferences regarding the appearance of intelligent butler systems.

 

“Yes, yes, yes! Humans like green, especially men!” Gu Jiaoyang stifled a laugh, thoroughly enjoying the prank, oblivious to the fact that his own hair was glowing eerie green from the reflection of the fluorescent ball.

 

Hello User, do you have any other questions?

 

“No, none for now.”

 

Observation System Xiaozhi is at your service. Please mind your words and deeds. Any violation of regulations will be faithfully recorded.

 

“Alright, alright, I get it. I’m going out now, stop nagging. I’m a good, law-abiding citizen!” Gu Jiaoyang plugged his ears, not wanting to hear Xiaozhi recite the manual again.

 

Currently, apart from abiding by the law, the restrictions the Observation System placed on him weren’t actually that many. Living a normal life was still possible.

 

Moreover, Gu Jiaoyang noticed the manual stated that using abilities brought from another world on himself was fine. If he wanted to use them on others, he just had to be discreet and ensure the abilities could be explained within the world’s settings.

 

Hopefully, the Time-Space Administration really existed.

 

Gu Jiaoyang closed his inner vision and woke up, rolling around on the bed.

 

He suddenly felt that this Observation System might not be that perfect. Aside from bluntly announcing its identity, it hadn’t asked him to sign any non-disclosure agreements, nor did it seem to have any punishment mechanisms. There was no coercion or bribery, and the only method of recall gave him three chances. Weren’t they afraid he’d throw the world into chaos on the second chance?

 

Did the Time-Space Administration really have such big hearts?

 

Gu Jiaoyang sat up cross-legged, stroking his chin.

 

Forget it. Given how ordinary this world was, there probably wasn’t any special need for him to cultivate desperately.

 

After all, he was a man who had “married into a wealthy family”!

 

Throwing the Observation System to the back of his mind, Gu Jiaoyang opened the bag of snacks he had previously pretended were pawn items. He took out the exquisitely packaged, substantial desserts and preserved goods and prepared to eat.

 

In his original world, he didn’t have the opportunity to buy these overly refined foods. Because they were cultivators, eating ordinary rice couldn’t create enough energy for their consumption.

 

In other words, if it was just ordinary food, their stomachs acted like accelerated furnaces, breaking down and digesting the food at maximum speed to convert all nutrients into spiritual energy, while waste was expelled through medicinal baths and body refining.

 

So, they either didn’t eat and lived purely on absorbing spiritual energy, or the things they ate were grown in spiritual fields. These crops were rich in spiritual energy; only by eating such crops could they have a meal portion like a normal person.

 

Gu Jiaoyang loved food; how could he just swallow spiritual energy and not taste the delicacies of the mortal world?

 

But the number of spiritual fields was limited, and crop yield was naturally restricted, so spiritual crops weren’t cheap. With their financial situation, they naturally wouldn’t choose to eat ordinary food that was useless and didn’t fill the stomach.

 

But now it was different. This world had no spiritual fields. He could only silently circulate his Qi daily to absorb energy. As for ordinary food, he didn’t need to worry about eating too much or lacking money. So Gu Jiaoyang had no intention of mistreating his mouth any longer. Using the card Mr Dai gave him, he bought whatever he wanted to eat.

 

After all, that agreement was pretty great. Mr Dai was responsible for his living expenses for four years. By the Dai family’s standards, any card given casually would be at the higher end of Changjing’s limits.

 

And Changjing was the capital.

 

Gu Jiaoyang happily opened the packaging. He hadn’t checked the price when buying anyway, so he didn’t feel a pinch of heartache as he tore open a small cake in seconds. Sitting on the bed with zero regard for his image, he prepared to eat.

 

Wait, aren’t I supposed to be an eating streamer?

 

Looking at the small cake about to reach his mouth, Gu Jiaoyang had a brainwave. Who would complain about having too much money? Money earned from livestreaming was his own private treasury!

 

Thinking about how his livestream account had been dormant for a month, Gu Jiaoyang, who intended to make a comeback anyway, unceremoniously stuffed the cake into his mouth. He leisurely opened his phone, got out of bed, walked to the desk, and propped the phone up with a book. He opened the Orange Blossom App, posted a status update about his return, and switched to the livestream interface to start broadcasting.

 

Gu Jiaoyang pulled open the curtains, letting glorious sunlight flood the room. He placed the massive bag of snacks on the floor there was no choice, the bag was too big for the desk.

 

Fiddling with the settings, Gu Jiaoyang saw the default beauty filter was on. He suddenly understood why netizens kept saying Gu Mian was a plastic surgery freak.

 

And with the default 360p ‘Smooth’ resolution next to it… it would be a miracle if the recording posted online was clear!

 

No wonder netizens couldn’t appreciate Gu Mian’s looks!!!

 

Beauty filters and video quality were ruining people!

 

Switching to Wi-Fi, Gu Jiaoyang directly topped up the account to an annual VIP membership, switched to the VIP-exclusive HD Blue-ray quality, turned off the beauty filter, and adjusted the angle to face himself directly.

 

Let’s have a cookie!

 

Leaving the camera running, Gu Jiaoyang happily fished out a cookie from under the table and started munching on it with a crunch crunch sound in front of the lens.

 

At the same time, a thread in the netizens’ comment section began to grow frantically.

 

Shock! S-Zone’s Cancer, Gu Yangyang has returned!

 

1st Floor occupied. S-Zone? Don’t follow it, but the title smells of drama. Front row for the tea!

 

2nd Floor occupied. Heard there’s gossip! Specifically here to grab a number!

 

WTF? Gu Yangyang started streaming?! Listen to me, everyone, this Gu Yangyang is our S-Zone’s “Delicate Flower”, “Looks like a Fairy”! I suggest you all go watch, hahahahahaha!

 

Speak normally, don’t use sarcasm quotes. Bury the friendly fire with honours!

 

Sigh! Has that ‘White Lotus’ not been scolded out yet? Truly the S-Zone’s disgusting representative. I’m a cultured person; here’s the link, go see the gossip for yourselves.

 

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WTF!

 

WTF, this thread has over 10,000 replies? How did I miss this back then!

 

Missed it too +1! But it really is disgusting! Ugh, White Lotus get out of S-Zone, okay?

 

…

 

What the hell? Hugging away my Master Shi Xuan. You White Lotus, don’t drag my Master down with you, okay? Are you sick in the head???

 

Get out of S-Zone +1!

 

…

 

Within half an hour, this thread was trending ‘Hot’. The uninformed masses, here for the ‘melon’ (gossip), were brought up to speed and immediately turned hater. Added to the netizens who had participated in the comment section bombardment a while ago, they mobilized collectively, following the link to crawl into “Gu Yangyang’s” livestream room, planning to “uphold justice” once again.

 

Wang Lu, a white-collar worker, returned home after work. Once her takeaway arrived, she habitually opened her phone, clicked on Orange Blossom, and jumped to the livestream section to see if her beloved uploader was streaming.

 

Eating streamers usually broadcast at night, but Wang Lu still habitually scrolled down to look for her favourites.

 

“Hm?”

 

Wang Lu’s scrolling finger paused, attracted by a livestream cover featuring someone called “Gu Yangyang”.

 

If she wasn’t mistaken, the wrapper torn open and casually tossed aside on the cover belonged to Love Sister the brand she had coveted for a year and a half but couldn’t bear to buy!!!

 

What a rich streamer! And a local Changjing one at that!

 

Love Sister, which only had shops in Changjing, was a “speciality” that many wealthy tourists felt compelled to buy. With a heart full of envy, jealousy, and hate, Wang Lu clicked into “Gu Yangyang’s” livestream room.

 

“Why is it lagging?”

 

Wang Lu tapped her phone, waiting a few seconds before successfully entering the room.

 

When her phone screen switched to the livestream, she was shocked by the bullet comments flooding the bottom of the screen at a rate of dozens per second.

 

Did this streamer have that many fans? Why hadn’t she heard of him before?

 

Wang Lu looked closer, and the chopsticks in her hand clattered to the floor.

 

The comment section was a miasma of toxicity. People were cursing everything under the sun, from his ancestors to his descendants, from his hair to his heels. The entire bullet screen was completely occupied by cursing.

 

Oho, sounds like there’s drama!

 

The corporate slave, moved by the scent of gossip, immediately emitted a badger-like gleam in her eyes. Enthusiastically eating her takeaway, she stared at the comment section looking for clues, barely even noticing the eater himself.

 

Actually, there wasn’t much to see just an ASMR eating streamer who only showed his chin. Eating the melon was the most important thing!