I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams-Chapter 164: What Are the Islanders Hiding?

There wasn’t much to see on Chen Yan’s end. By the time the stream started, he had already tidied his room to perfection, looking like an elite soldier from the military.

In Zhou Ye’s livestream, he was sprawled out on his bed with a dazed expression on his face.

The comments in his livestream chat were flying as viewers frantically typed, trying to get his attention:

[Brother Ye, stop sleeping! Get up!]

[Is he still dreaming? Why does he look so out of it? Wasn’t he doing those suggestive dances last night? How come he looks so drained today?]

[I feel so bad for him. He must be exhausted after dancing on stream for so long last night, right?]

[Speaking of which, this has to be related to Shen Zhiyao. It’s all her fault for clout-chasing. Brother Ye’s Weibo blew up a while ago because of her, that’s why he hasn’t been sleeping well.]

On the cruise ship, everyone was already seated at the dining table, eating breakfast.

The atmosphere was fairly pleasant as they ate and chatted.

Just as they were finishing up, one of the guests suddenly asked, "You know, I feel like something’s missing. Where’s Zhou Ye?"

Only then did the other guests belatedly realize someone was missing.

Although Zhou Ye didn’t have much of a presence in the group and people didn’t really bother with him, they couldn’t just ignore him with so many cameras around.

So, everyone hurried off to find Zhou Ye.

When they got to his room, they found Zhou Ye sprawled on the bed, his clothes in disarray, his face deathly pale, and foam constantly trickling from his mouth.

His bed was also covered in urine stains, and the whole scene looked incredibly squalid.

Pinching their noses, they patted Zhou Ye’s face, but he wouldn’t wake up no matter what they did.

Out of everyone’s line of sight, Meng Xiaoxiao’s eyes glowed red as she whispered, "Wake up... wake up..."

Slowly, Zhou Ye began to stir from his slumber, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t remember anything.

He only remembered going to find Shen Zhiyao, and then his mind just went blank.

Everyone was peppering him with questions, but only Zhao Jing noticed Zhou Ye’s damp pants and the puddle of urine on the bed. "Ah! Zhou Ye, what happened to you? You’re a grown man, how could you wet the bed?"

The camera panned over as well, zooming in on the yellowish liquid on the bed for a close-up.

[Holy crap, I didn’t even notice before, but now I see it—Zhou Ye wet the bed! That’s a pretty big puddle. It’s going to be a pain to clean. I feel bad for the cleaning staff.]

[Who would be so depraved as to piss on our Brother Ye’s bed!]

[Do you even have to ask? It was obviously Zhou Ye. Who else would pee in his bed?]

[This is absurd. I can’t believe I’m seeing a grown man wet the bed in my lifetime.]

...

The chat was filled with insults, with only a few of Zhou Ye’s die-hard fans trying to defend him.

All the other guests were looking at Zhou Ye differently now.

Zhou Ye quickly came to his senses and stammered, "No... I..."

For some reason, every time he tried to explain, his mind would go completely blank.

But even if he could speak clearly, he wouldn’t be able to explain any of it, because he couldn’t remember a thing.

The very last thing he remembered was standing at the door of Shen Zhiyao’s room.

After that, something made him feel dizzy, and then he lost consciousness.

Meng Xiaoxiao deliberately took a few steps back and said with disgust, "Ew, you look so clean and proper, I can’t believe you wet the bed! Oh my god!"

Sun Yingbin also said with a serious expression, "As a public figure, your every move is under scrutiny. You should always be mindful of your image..."

On the verge of tears, Zhou Ye whimpered for a long time but still couldn’t form a complete sentence. "Uh... I-I-I... I really didn’t mean to pee here... This is... this is..."

Shen Zhiyao watched this scene quietly. ’It feels like a part of Zhou Ye’s memory was deliberately erased,’ she thought.

As if she’d realized something, she turned to look at Meng Xiaoxiao.

’That vixen. What is she doing with so many people from the show around?’

As if sensing her gaze, Meng Xiaoxiao turned to meet her eyes, a harmless-looking smile on her lips.

Although there was a small hiccup on the show, it boosted the program’s popularity, so the director didn’t say anything.

The director even said a few words to ease the awkward atmosphere on set.

Because of this, Zhou Ye started trending online:

#ZhouYeWetsBedOnShow#

Zhou Ye was so humiliated he wished he could find a hole to crawl into and disappear.

Shen Zhiyao deliberately stepped back a few paces, out of the camera’s view, and asked, "Is this Charm? Why would you use such a Spell on a mortal? It’s very dangerous."

Meng Xiaoxiao answered truthfully, "I told him to leave, but he wouldn’t. I didn’t want to hit him, so..."

Shen Zhiyao said, "So you just left the Charm on him all night? What if they hadn’t found him? Zhou Ye could have died here..."

"It’s not that I didn’t want to undo it, I just... forgot..." Seeing the displeasure in Shen Zhiyao’s tone, Meng Xiaoxiao said timidly, "Do you... like him? If dealing with him made you unhappy, then I apologize. I’m sorry, I was wrong."

"Angry?" Shen Zhiyao said with a half-smile. "Why would I be angry that you dealt with Zhou Ye? I just didn’t expect someone as gorgeous as you to have such a twisted sense of humor. It’s quite surprising..."

Meng Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhou Ye, raised an eyebrow, and explained, "He was getting physical with me, trying to force his way in to find you. I slapped him twice. He got scared and started crying, so I used Charm on him because I was afraid he’d run his mouth."

Shen Zhiyao said flatly, "You didn’t kill him, so why are you explaining it to me? Even if you had killed him, you wouldn’t need to explain anything, because I have nothing to do with Zhou Ye."

...

「After a day and a night of sailing, the guests finally arrived at the Island Country.」

The Island Country wasn’t large, only 20,000 square kilometers, and its residents lived only in the areas closer to the sea.

The small island was surrounded by clear ocean waters, and its fishing industry was particularly well-developed, befitting the "Island Country" name.

Seeing this, Zhao Jing’s eyes lit up in amazement. "Wow—look, the ocean! It’s so beautiful!"

Sun Yingbin couldn’t help but remark, "These days, many island nations have been turned into R&D bases or commercial meccas. But this place is different. It has a very rustic, local feel!"

Facing the approaching local residents, Sun Yingbin smiled and greeted them, "Hello there!"

But the famous actor’s enthusiastic greeting was completely ignored.

The residents of the Island Country didn’t use the internet, so they had no idea who Sun Yingbin was.

Moreover, the residents looked at them with a hint of wariness in their eyes.

It was as if the production team had to beg to be allowed to film here.

The scene made Sun Yingbin a bit awkward; he wasn’t even sure if he should keep trying to greet people.

[WTF, are the residents of the Island Country like cavemen or something? They’ve never even seen a huge star like Sun Yingbin.]

[Hahahaha, this is the first time I’ve ever seen Sun Yingbin look so awkward.]

[Now I finally get why the show is filming in a foreign country! When you strip away the celebrity halo, you get to see their true selves. It’s much more interesting and challenging!]

[I have a feeling the locals here are a little strange. They’re so wary of everyone. I wonder what they’re guarding against.]

[It’s probably just a dramatic effect arranged by the production team. Don’t overthink it!]

As a top-tier host in the country, Zhao Jing knew the schedule before the other guests, but even she hadn’t expected the locals to be this wary.

’It’s as if... they have some kind of hidden secret...’