Zai Zong's face turned green when he heard that sound.
A chill ran through his entire body.
Even his legs in real life began to tremble, and he nearly couldn't stay standing.
Fuck!
The Staircase had already been terrifyingly dark, yet this kind of sound was coming from somewhere deep within its unseen depths.
Were the developers even going to let people play!?
Did they have to scare them to death!?
Zai Zong frantically complained in his heart, but he still had to face reality.
So, staring at the unknown Pitch Black below and the strange commotion, he swallowed. His eyes flickered as he weighed his options, and in the end, he chickened out.
"Guys, how about we end the stream here today?"
Whoosh—
The viewers immediately began flooding the chat.
"What a disgrace!"
"I've followed you for years, and who knew you were such a coward!"
"There's a reason Zai Zong has been single for so long. He doesn't even dare stream after hearing a girl eating."
"Give me my fucking money back! How can you do this to us!?"
"I believe Zai Zong isn't that kind of person. He's a coward, sure. But he's been streaming for so long, and he's only a little cowardly. At least he left the room and entered The Staircase; he's just a little scared, that's all. He definitely isn't the kind of person who'd cut off a stream, no matter how cowardly he is."
As Zai Zong watched the chat, his lips twitched, as though he had some eloquent words to praise his fans with.
But after letting them brew for a while, they ultimately condensed into one exquisite word.
"Fuck!"
Ignoring the viewers now, he stared fixedly at the Pitch Black staircase below, torn with hesitation and unable to take a