Transmigrated into a villainous guide who picks up bargains, a useless person is transformed into a

[I second that. The director is so aloof, he never lifts a finger, could you possibly make this story any more convincing?]

[I watched it. The video has been edited; whether it's original is indeed questionable.]

[What's there to doubt? Who cares who made it? People just find it appetizing. Wait for me, everyone. I've bought the ingredients as described in the video. Let's cook it and see if it's delicious or not.]

[It's been three minutes, isn't it ready yet?]

[I bought it too, and I plan to work on it tonight. If you want to follow me, you can do so first.]

[To the person upstairs, could you make more? I'll pay for one copy, okay?]

Count me in! I'm too lazy to try it, but I really want to.

[These guys are really fearless! They actually dare to eat what Lu Weiliang made? Aren't they afraid of being poisoned?]

At four in the morning, the first wave of netizens who dared to try it had already posted their finished products online for everyone to appreciate.

Interstellar technology is advanced; quantum computers now have the ability to collect the scent of food and then simulate its release.

The sentries outside the screen were completely bewildered by the sounds of nature.

[Brothers, you can smell it. I didn't have all the ingredients on hand, and I didn't add any spices when blanching the ribs, and I cooked them for a little too long. It's only about 70% accurate.]

[Only seventy? Good heavens, what will it look like when it's made on the spot? That's ridiculous!]

[There's also a replica milk tea shop downstairs, and the reviews are pretty good.]

[I really want to try it. If I could eat this dish, I'd be willing to be Lu Weiliang's slave and do all her work.]

[Don't get your hopes up. I just said I wanted to be a butt cushion and someone was already fighting over me.]

[Isn't anyone curious? Who's that assistant? I've looked several times, but he hasn't shown his face. Could it be Yan Mu?]

[I think it might be Xizelu. Didn't you guys know about their 100% compatibility a few days ago?]

[How could I not know? It's been trending for days. There's no way they can be together. Xizelu is going to the Federation for a political marriage; he won't stay in the Empire.]

[Hey guys, anyone made a lot? How about a treat? I've got money!]

[I have a few drops of soup left, do you want some?]

[Yes, yes, yes!]

[I still can't believe Lu Weiliang can make something so delicious!]

[Brothers, I've opened a voting channel. If you support Lu Weiliang's live stream proof, go vote and let's get this trending.]

At this moment, the netizen named "Wang Ba Di Yi Shao" had already entered Xiang Xiang's sweet dream with background noise on.

The computer screen was stuck on a cooking video, from which came the soft, tingling sound of hair rubbing against the microphone, along with a sweet, gentle female voice that was extremely pleasant to listen to.

……

The next day.

Lu Weiliang opened her personal terminal and saw over 9999 comments in the background, which startled her so much that her temples throbbed.

It's obvious to anyone with a brain that she must have been cyberbullied, especially after seeing her and Xizelu trending on Toutiao. She was even more convinced that it was Xizelu's dream girl who had done it.

Lu Weiliang immediately logged out of the account, wanting to find peace of mind from what she saw.

Just then, something strange happened.

006 suddenly malfunctioned and knocked over her water glass.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Weiliang's right eyelid began to twitch wildly, like a drumbeat.

A strong feeling that something bad was about to happen instantly enveloped her.

Sure enough, a woman's intuition is frighteningly accurate.

Yan Mu didn't come quietly; he barged into her counseling room with great fanfare, accompanied by four sentries, each carrying a large box.

He walked at the front, wearing a loose brown suit today, with black sunglasses perched on his nose, his hands in his pockets, his steps unsteady, and he walked with a flamboyant and irritating air, looking quite irritating.

He wore a bright, gleaming wolf brooch, a symbol of the Yan clan, pinned to his chest, as if afraid others wouldn't know he had arrived.

What's most terrifying is that there's a bunch of onlookers behind him who love watching the drama unfold.

It's simply unbearable to look at.

Lu Weiliang covered her face with her hands in shame, wishing she could evaporate on the spot.

If it weren't for saving her life, she would have loved to kick that conspicuous bag away.

This drama queen is here to kill her!

"006, adjust the glass to a frosted finish."

006's functional systems are paralyzed: "Master, 006's arm has been severed, how can you still bear to use it?"

Yan Mu crossed his arms, lounging on the sofa with a half-smile, even more casually than when he was at home. "Quite a lot of junk here, fiancée?"

Lu Weiliang had no choice but to get up and switch manually. Unfortunately, when 006 broke down, the glass switching system also broke down.

She turned her head and glared fiercely at the figure on the sofa: "Are you some kind of jinx? You've brought chaos to my place the moment you arrived! Can't you be a little more discreet? You even broke the windows!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Mu was not annoyed at all; instead, he chuckled softly.

He slowly sat up from the sofa, his fingertips pulling down his sunglasses to reveal a pair of smiling, snow-white eyes: "You're my nemesis? If I really wanted to be your nemesis, would you still be standing here cursing me?"

Hey, that makes sense.

A chill ran down Lu Weiliang's spine, and she cowered away, her bravado vanishing. She was truly afraid of dying.

Yan Muxiao's smile was almost a prelude: "How about I compensate you?"

"Sure, cash instead." Lu Weiliang accepted without hesitation.

Yan Mu's eyes were a closely guarded secret. She walked to the door and manually activated the highest level of sound shielding.

With the shield turned off, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, stop acting. I've turned on the sound shield. Are you feeling any discomfort after the debridement surgery?" she asked attentively as she turned to pour drinks. "What would you like to drink?"

"Plain water." Yan Mu's voice also became deep and somber as he was shielded.

Just as Lu Weiliang finished pouring the water and turned around, the quantum computer suddenly started vibrating violently, as if it were about to explode.

When she opened it, she was surprised to find that Hina had exploded with a screen full of gold coins, all sizes, totaling seventy or eighty thousand.

[Lu Weiliang, take the money!]

[The requirements are simple: 5,000 Star Coins per photo.]

[An additional 10,000 for the handsome one.]

[Take photos if you want to get paid; the more photos you take, the more you earn!]

Who exactly said Henna is the Dream Girl?

This is a wealthy and beautiful older sister who is very kind to her. With a thought, Lu Weiliang decided that even if Haina wanted photos, or even Yan Mu's underwear, she would have dug them out on the spot and delivered them to her respectfully.

Lu Weiliang replied with "OK," and then quietly turned on the computer's webcam.

With a greedy, money-obsessed face, she walked up to Yan Mu with a grin, handed her a small blue pill, and then snapped a picture.

"I took it; it's for supplementary treatment."

Yan Mu squinted, taking in Lu Weiliang's little movements.

His high-tech eyes not only have the function of following changes in emotions, but also the function of recognizing dot matrix projections. He knew very well that the flicker just now must have been a photo taken by the quantum computer.

Yan Mu did not immediately expose this mysterious behavior. Instead, he smiled slyly, revealing his relatively sharp left cheek, and continued to cooperate with Lu Weiliang.

He was curious about her next move.

Sure enough, Lu Weiliang fell for it. She aimed at that handsome yet devastatingly beautiful left profile and snapped a dozen photos in quick succession.

Fearing the image quality would be too low, she moved even closer.

Yan Mu's lips curled up very faintly, the curve of which was very well hidden, making it impossible to tell whether he was annoyed by being photographed or was plotting something.

"Director Lu, you've finished your medicine, let's begin!"