??Chapter 437: 436. Starting from the Angry Rebuke of the Strange_1
Chapter 437: 436. Starting from the Angry Rebuke of the Strange_1
“Holy shit!”
Qin Tiantian couldn’t help but curse when she saw the “Glass Flower” in full bloom.
The flower looked like it was crafted from a mixture of guts and bones, filled with a horrifying yet captivating beauty.
In an instant, the barrage of comnts exploded.
[???]
[Holy shit, are you kidding ? Am I getting this special effect for free?]
[This isn’t a special effect, right? Is that an actual prop?]
[This is way too realistic, shouldn’t we call the police?]
[Damn, so the effects we’ve seen before were actually fild live?]
[Is it really okay to broadcast this globally?]
[I was having a late-night snack, and now looking at the skewer in my hand, I feel a bit sick.]
[This imrsive ga looks kind of thrilling, makes
want to play.]
[No wonder they don’t allow people out at night; is it because the flowers will bloom?]
[The guy lying on the ground is way too dedicated. Just looking at his expression is making
uncomfortable.]
[Lu Ban’s skills in training actors are just too strong. It feels like any random passerby could be an Oscar-worthy actor.]
The keyboard warrior’s view was in chaos, and he was at a loss for what to do. Even his usual talent for arguing was gone at this mont.
Even though deep down he told himself that this was just a ga, that it was all fake, when he actually saw the corpse, his brain was hit with a shock, a buzzing sounded in his ears, and he stood there, unmoving, incapable of taking a step.
The expression of the corpse seed to have infected him; the once internet-commanding keyboard warrior’s face was contorted in anguish, his eyes wide with fury, his mouth agape.
Soon, other “Gang” NPCs ca over to stop him, and only then did the keyboard warrior realize that the dead person was Maggie, their boss who had gone out to use the bathroom earlier.
“I have to find who killed him?”
“Can a human even commit a murder like this?”
“Is there sothing off with this detective ga?”
“Can I still quit now?”
The keyboard warrior completely imrsed himself in the role of a gangster lackey, faced with a death so bizarre and beyond comprehension, his world was turned upside down, and he beca sowhat deranged.
“No, it’s not like this, it’s not right, I can’t…”
He murmured under his breath, his mouth twisted into a manic smile.
“Hahaha, this isn’t real, this can’t be real…”
While he was tornted and refusing to accept reality, the viewers cheered his performance.
[This guy is so into his role, incredibly dedicated.]
[It seems like he’s fully absorbed into the script. To be honest, if I saw that corpse with my own eyes, I might react the sa way.]
[Forget about him, I’m feeling a bit queasy just looking at this scene through the screen.]
[This is too much for late at night, it’s really ssing with people’s heads!]
[I knew it, Lu Ban is no longer satisfied with just scaring us through images, he wants his audience to experience those terrifying things firsthand!]
[Damn, this is so imrsive, I really want to play!]
[The most dedicated though is the guy lying on the ground. Look at him, all still, maintaining that expression. Is his face all right?]
The keyboard warrior knelt to the ground, nearly broken, and the people around couldn’t lift him up; they could only drag him back to the warehouse.
All the viewers were still imrsed in that previous scene.
First of all, the appearance of that corpse was trendously terrifying, and suddenly, the atmosphere was filled with horror. Coupled with the first-person perspective and the keyboard warrior’s emotional breakdown, it provided an extrely imrsive experience.
At the sa ti, the appearance of the corpse had overturned the common perception of ordinary people. The audience had initially thought that this script would rely involve a typical murder case, but then “Glass Flower” appeared. Who the fuck could have guessed that Lu Ban would pull sothing like that off, actually creating such a scene in reality.
So felt sympathy for that keyboard warrior brother, believing that witnessing such a spectacle in person was downright torture.
Others were surprised by how the script was unfolding and wondered how the players would carry out their investigation.
There were also those eager to try it out for themselves.
In so forums, although the moderators were asleep at midnight allowing anyone to post lewd pictures without interference, most of the discussions revolved around “Glass Flower”. In the most active discussion thread, where playful banter used to be, was gone, and everyone was discussing that particular segnt of the footage they had just seen.
[“Did you guys hear a child’s laughter just now? Could this case have been the work of so little ghost?”]
[“Going out at night leads to death; so that’s what it ant.”]
[“Do you think the murderer is a player or an NPC? I think it’s very likely an NPC.”]
[“This thod is beyond the realm of deduction, isn’t it? Who knows if it’s possible to kill soone with a remote curse?”]
[“I feel like the live-streaming perspective hid a lot of things, we might need to look at other people’s perspectives; there could be a trick involved.”]
[“If it had been
just now, I probably would have run straight to the deceased. Maybe I could have seen the murderer’s face directly.”]
[“Give it a rest, with your keyboard warrior antics, I bet you’d be just like that brother, too scared to move your legs.”]
The discussions about this scene hadn’t ended when sothing happened on the live stream.
The two gang NPC were pulling the keyboard warrior brother back when the laughter of a child echoed once more around them.
Through the first-person cara of that keyboard warrior brother, all viewers suddenly saw a child standing on the road ahead, who had appeared out of nowhere.
The child’s hair had nearly all fallen out, his face pale and shriveled, his eyes without pupils, just a blank whiteness. He wore coarse clothes that seed from a different era and had a decayed, rusty lock hanging around his neck. He stood at the warehouse entrance, watching the three of them.
This clearly wasn’t a normal human, but more like a corpse dug up from the ground.
The keyboard warrior brother could clearly feel the two people beside him pause.
Inside the control room, the professional broadcast personnel responsible for the live stream were suddenly startled.
“Hey? Whose kid ran in here? How did they get in?”
He kept the original broadcast scene even as he ntioned to his colleagues to be ready to switch the scene to another person at any ti.
“There wasn’t a part like this in the script, was there?”
The person next to him asked.
“Nope…”
As he hesitated on whether to cut the scene, he saw one of the gang NPCs suddenly let go of the keyboard warrior brother and started walking towards the child while cursing.
“Whose kid is this, not asleep at such a late hour? Get the hell back ho, or I’ll beat you on behalf of your dad.”
Speaking thus, the gang NPC picked up a wooden stick from the side, ready to give the child a whack.
The child suddenly disappeared, and the NPC swung at empty air.
“Dammit, playing tricks on , huh? If I find out who’s brat you are tomorrow, let’s see if I don’t skin you!”
He dropped a line and pulled the keyboard warrior brother, who was sowhat dazed by now, back to the warehouse.
The cara finally switched away, and the two gang NPCs received a ssage from the control panel. They exchanged a glance.
anwhile, the keyboard warrior brother caught his breath a little. He looked at the two n.
“Could that kid be the murderer?”
Right now, he wasn’t even sure if he was just an ordinary citizen here to play a ga or a gangster who grew up in Abandoned Capital.
The keyboard warrior saw one of the gang NPCs shake his head and he was slightly relieved.
But the next sentence from the NPC once again made the keyboard warrior’s heart lurch.
“No kid, there’s no kid around here… What you saw just now, wasn’t human.”
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