Seeing the pointer pointing to the 12 o'clock position, Cheng Qi opened a live broadcast platform on time and entered a live broadcast channel.
As an art student studying painting, Cheng Qi's biggest hobby to kill time is to visit those live broadcast platforms. As Internet celebrity is an emerging profession in recent times, you can still find many interesting live broadcast rooms online.
For example, just a few nights ago, Cheng Qi discovered a live broadcast channel that broadcast adventures to abandoned hospitals at night. It must be said that the terrifying atmosphere created by the anchor was evident from beginning to end. It's extremely real, and it looks like it should be a professional team.
Especially at the end of the live broadcast, when the monster that had been lurking in the shadows suddenly appeared in front of the camera, the terrifying tension it brought to them was beyond words, especially when the photographer was dragged away and fell to the ground. The long shot shown in the lens is simply stunning, okay
There are also those very dedicated actors. Their performances are countless times better than those of the little fresh meat on TV. Their performances are just like real ones, and ketchup is flying everywhere... He almost thought that this is someone who is about to be released. A promotional video for a horror blockbuster.
It was a pity that when he searched for the live broadcast channel on time the next day, he found that the live broadcast channel had been blocked, and the reason was that the live broadcast content contained a lot of bloody themes, which was detrimental to the growth of teenagers.
For this reason, he sighed sadly for a long time.
But hard work paid off. Just two days ago, he found a fairy anchor on this live broadcast platform that he often visited.
This fairy anchor started broadcasting on time at 12 o'clock every night and never showed his face. He only showed one hand in the live broadcast screen and painted live. With the pretty sweet voice of the young lady, he captured his heart almost instantly.
In this noisy and impetuous era, it is a rare experience to quietly watch the other person draw on the white paper with a brush carefully. In addition, the other person never shows his face and only reveals one hand and voice. The behavior adds a bit of holiness to this art-like scene.
It is precisely because of these bonuses that the other party has gathered a large number of regular fans within a few days of its launch.
And the other party also showed quite patience. While painting seriously, he also answered all the questions raised by the friends in the barrage one by one.
Cheng Qi thought that the other party must be a beauty. After all, you could tell just from the hand holding the paintbrush that she showed, not to mention her voice was so sweet.
Perhaps the only thing he regretted was that the other party never showed any intention to show up during the live broadcast. What was shown on the camera was only the hand holding the paintbrush and the canvas.
Cheng Qi originally thought that he was not hand-controlled, because he was foot-controlled at the beginning, but when he saw that hand, he still couldn't help but be fascinated by it.
- But later he realized that there are so many things that can't be controlled, it's just that he's lustful.
Perhaps today was his lucky day. Just when Cheng Qi was wondering when the other party would be willing to show his face, that sweet voice came from the live broadcast displayed on his phone as always.
Probably because the barrages he posted yesterday had an effect, during today's live broadcast, the other party was finally willing to show up.
… Is it a literary girl with long hair and a white dress, or a graceful and elegant beautiful woman in ancient costume
Looking at the live broadcast without blinking, Cheng Qi couldn't help but think about it in his mind.
With the camera shaking a few times, the other party has adjusted the position of the camera. Along with the familiar sweet voice saying that he is about to start drawing, the camera of the live broadcast screen also slowly moves back.
Looking at the live broadcast displayed on the screen, the expression on Cheng Qi's face suddenly froze.
—In the live broadcast screen, a hand is hanging in the air, drawing pictures.
Volume One: The Gap between Virtuality and Reality: Chapter 115 Chapter 113 Oh My Yao, Shun, and Yu
The next day, when Bai Zhi went out to go back to school, he was a little surprised to find a large number of people gathered downstairs in the community.
Several police cars parked at the bottom of the building opposite him. A blue and white police isolation tape surrounded the door in a ring. Two criminal police officers stood within the cordon, blocking the eyes of those looking into the isolation tape.
"Someone died in the community...?"
Frowning slightly, Bai Zhi went downstairs to inquire about the situation with the onlookers.
In fact, just by looking at this posture, he had already roughly guessed what happened.
Last night, a resident in this building was declared dead. In the early morning, when his roommate woke up and discovered this situation, he called the police in panic.
The police did not release too many specific details, but some people in the crowd of onlookers definitely said that the death scene was extremely terrifying, because it is said that the roommate who lived with him almost went crazy with fear when he saw the death scene. , has now been sent to the hospital for treatment.
"... Is it a ghost story? I don't know what type it is. It should be supernatural..."
After exhaling, Bai Zhi turned around and walked out of the community without staying here too long.
The world is becoming more and more dangerous, and there are all kinds of urban ghost stories emerging every day. However, because these ghost stories have their own set of rules, it does not mean that you are involved in a certain urban ghost story. He will definitely die. I think the person who died last night must have inadvertently triggered a certain strange killing rule.
After all, things like ghost stories appear without the slightest pattern. Sometimes I pick up a few dollars on the road, inadvertently log into some death websites, and automatically download some weird apps on my phone... These are all It may be a precursor to getting involved in an urban ghost story.
Don’t think that Kaitan won’t keep up with the times. Kaidan also has dignity, right? Who would hide in the toilet all day long? Don't they need face? For example, in Japan, a strange story called "Hell Website" has recently appeared using the Internet as a carrier. In North America, an APP called "Taboo Time" has also appeared... Like these are spreading in Weird rumors that spread quickly and widely on the Internet are the most difficult to deal with.
Before leaving the community, Bai Zhi conveniently threw a sign into the trash can.
This notice board was obtained from the first cannibal room on the sixth floor when he was doing the "Life Survival Tray" mission. At that time, Smiling Xinrou asked him what exactly was written on the notice board. He refused to say it, not because of any secret written on the sign, but...
[Idiot, you really came over! ? ??]
—If it weren’t for this ridiculous sign, he wouldn’t have bothered to throw shit into the room that was destined to be burned down... Did he really think that this kind of thing was easy to collect
"The inventory is all gone. I have to get some inventory recently..."
While muttering something in his mouth, while standing on the road waiting for the bus, Bai Zhi took out his mobile phone and ordered 50 cans of herring and ten pounds of deviled chili peppers on Taobao in one go.
If this thing is used properly, its destructive power is comparable to weapons of mass destruction, and it also comes with additional psychological shadow attacks. There is really no more profitable thing than this.
If he didn't really feel dirty, he would have wanted to take a bucket and run into those public toilets to fill the Ollie. If he met some players with evil intentions or weird things in the future, he would just go Just throw shit at the opponent? The effect is absolutely awesome.
But compared with that kind of low-level stuff, the finished product made from a series of concoctions such as canned herring, durian, deviled pepper, banana, etc. is better. But so far, he has not thought about himself. Where to go to do this kind of thing.
After all, if he is reported to the police, it can be regarded as a large-scale poisoning...
[How about we make a deal?]
He had just placed an order when a message from an unknown number was sent to his mobile phone.
… Is this a new mobile phone number
Looking at the message he had just received on his phone, Bai Zhi squinted his eyes slightly and looked around.
Then immediately after, the second message was sent.
[You return your land deed that you can't use at all, and I will give you what you want. That land deed is of no use to you at all, but it is extremely important to me.]
[It is a traditional virtue to be happy to help others and not to be ignorant when picking up gold. Because you helped me last time, I will return the land deed to you. You can come out and get it yourself.]
Pouring his lips, Bai Zhi directly replied to the fake school beauty opposite with a message.
In the past, if the other party dared to appear in front of him openly, it was because he did not have many attack methods and could not do anything to the other party, but now if the other party dared to appear... this would be walking game coins and experience points delivered to his door.
[… You don’t want to trick me into coming out and kill me directly, do you?]
"Tsk, this thing seems to be very vigilant, so it's not easy to fool..."
Reaching out and touching his chin, Bai Zhi replied to the other party without any ambiguity.
[How can that be possible! You see, I am so upright and upright, but am I such a dishonest person? I'll give it back to you when I say it, don't worry, not to mention you helped me last time. How could I do something like repaying kindness with enmity? Do you think I look like that kind of person?]
[Like, but also quite shameless.]
—This time the other party responded within three seconds.
[Then there is no way to talk about a deal. After all, we both don’t trust each other. It would be in vain to talk too much. How about we talk about other topics?]
Looking at the bus that stopped in front of him, Bai Zhi shrugged and knitted messages with his fingers, then walked up.
[A person died in the community where I live last night. Was it you who did that?]
[Don’t confuse me with that kind of low-level weird talk... It’s for your own good to hand over that land deed as soon as possible. Human beings cannot withstand the erosion of that kind of thing, although you may not be aware of it. If you don't believe it, open the attribute bar and take a look at your sanity value.]
It seemed that he had no intention of changing his initial thoughts. The other party quickly replied with a long message. Perhaps out of anxiety, in this message, the other party took the initiative to reveal a lot of thought-provoking thoughts. information.
"…sanity value?"
After thinking for a moment, Bai Zhi opened the property bar and took a look.
[Sanity value:? ? ?]
"The other party seems to be quite familiar with this kind of thing. The existence that comes from outside the world... and the last time..."
Bai Zhi frowned slightly and sent a message back to the other party.
[Oh my Yao, Shun, and Yu, I simply can’t imagine that my sanity will become what it is now. My Pangu, I swear that I must find the reason for this. Can you imagine what happened to me? ?]
After about a minute, the other person responded.
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Volume One: The Gap between Illusion and Reality: Chapter 116 Chapter 114 Dead Painting Teaching Classroom
Binhai University.
"It's boring. I thought this guy would be more persistent..."
Putting the phone back in his pocket and walking toward the school, Bai Zhi shook his head imperceptibly.
This conversation was shorter than the last one, and the end result was also fruitless.
After sending the last message, the other party never sent another message. Even if Bai Zhi dialed back the phone number again, the number displayed was just an empty number.
The world is becoming more and more dangerous. The endless weird stories that are emerging are just the tip of the iceberg. Even in this situation, the efforts of the players and the country can hide this kind of thing from ordinary people. , but how long can this situation last
Bai Zhi didn't know, but he could make a rough guess.
At present, there are more than 10,000 strange stories breaking out around the world? However, the scope of influence of these strange stories is not large.
The only ghost story with the largest impact is the unsolvable ghost story called [Falsehood Hell] that broke out in North America and covered an entire town. This was also due to the inaction of players in North America. Otherwise, this ghost story would have The scope will not be expanded from the initial size of a room to such a large area.
However, this is just the beginning.
There will come a time when the weird rumors that break out will reach a point where they cannot be concealed. At that time, the impact on ordinary people will not be just a little bit. Players can only live a little longer in the face of the weird rumors. Just a little.
In this case, there is no doubt the importance of a weirdo who knows a lot about this kind of thing and has his own reason to communicate.
It's just a pity that after the other party discovered that he had become a player, he was very smart and never showed up in front of him again. Otherwise, he would have wanted to capture the other party and slowly raise him. …
In the auction house, there is an elite-level prop called [Master Ball] that can capture such creatures. Originally, Bai Zhi wanted to buy it... but it was too expensive.
If you could catch the other person and keep him as a pet...
Bai Zhi reached out and touched his chin, with a thoughtful look on his face.
How about... try it next time
Somewhere, a certain little loli who hung up her phone angrily suddenly shivered inexplicably.
… … … … … … … … … … … …
People cannot be compared with each other. For example, some people can be eaten by a tiger when they are extremely angry, and some people can be eaten by a tiger when they are extremely depressed. There are also people who can be eaten by a tiger with a sliding shovel in extreme fear... Oh, the tiger should be full.
Even if Bai Zhi missed a day of class, due to his great achievements in the past, no teacher would ask too much about such a common thing, or if he came to class on time every day and never missed class. It's called strange.
As usual, he occupied the last row of the classroom and pretended to place a book of ideological and political education on the table. Bai Zhi took out a piece of paper and studied the [Evil Talisman] in a serious manner.
It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. He has already purchased the cinnabar paper talisman and the like online and will receive it in a few days. If he can make the pattern on this talisman paper before then, If it's clear, maybe he can start painting by himself... Of course, whether it will have any effect is another matter.
Anyway, players can make props and even equipment by themselves. Bai Zhi feels that his idea is quite feasible. After all, the [Evil-Repelling Talisman] doesn't look too difficult...
College is no different from high school, especially for elective courses like this type of ideological and political education. Basically, the teacher will not care about what you do in class, as long as you don’t go so far as to make noodles on the table or gather a few people together. Fighting Landlords and the like, teachers basically turn a blind eye to such things.
The front row is for the top students, the middle is for the ordinary students, and the back row is for students like Bai Zhi who are uneducated in class.
It's better to be like Bai Zhi, who holds a piece of broken paper and mysteriously turns it over and over to study. Basically, when he has something to do, he will follow the teacher's instructions to turn a few pages or read a few books, but other People are different.
Take the tall boy sitting in front of Bai Zhi as an example. He is currently holding his phone upside down on the table and wearing headphones in his ears while watching the phone, completely looking at the teacher Yu Wuwu on the stage. .
"Huh? This anchor's voice is quite nice..."
Su Long tore open a pack of betel nut and scrolled through the live broadcast rooms boredly, but suddenly he became interested.
Different from the beautiful ladies who appeared in other live broadcast rooms, the live broadcast room he accidentally refreshed has a very unconventional flavor. Only one hand and a paintbrush appear in the entire live broadcast room. , plus a piece of drawing paper, but the sound coming from outside the screen is quite nice.
"New anchor? Dead Painting Teaching Painting Hall... the name is a bit interesting."
After looking at the name of the live broadcast room, Su Long stuffed the betel nut in his hand into his mouth, and typed with interest to post a barrage in this live broadcast room, which was obviously much deserted compared to other live broadcast rooms.
"Dead painting teaching hall, what does this mean?"
Because the live broadcast room was quite deserted, the other party noticed the comment just after he sent it out, and the young lady happily explained it to him.
"Death paintings, of course, are scenes of dead people~"
As he spoke, the other party tapped the blank drawing paper with the brush in his hand.
"How about it? Do you want me to draw a picture for you to see now? It's absolutely lifelike~"
Dead person... This voice sounds quite pleasant, but is it that I have such a strong taste
While chewing the betel nut in his mouth, Su Long continued typing in a slightly speechless manner.
"Okay, then you can draw a picture now to try..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a hand stretched out from behind him and hit him heavily on the shoulder.
"Brother, could you please pick up the pen for me?"