437. Starting with a Furious Rebuke of the Strange
"I'm awesome!"
When Qin Tiantian saw the blooming Glass Flower, she couldn't help but swear.
The flower looked as if it had been kneaded and shaped from internal organs and bones, possessing a breathtaking beauty.
In an instant, the barrage of comments exploded.
[???]
[Holy crap, no way, I can watch these special effects for free?]
[This isn't special effects, is it? It's an actual prop?]
[This is so real! Shouldn't we call the police?]
[Wow, so what we saw before wasn't special effects, it was real footage?]
Is it really okay to broadcast this footage globally?
I'm still having a late-night snack, but looking at the skewers in my hand, I'm finding it hard to eat anything.
This live-action game looks exciting; I want to play it!
[No wonder people don't go out at night; it turns out it blooms!]
[This guy lying on the ground is so dedicated; his expression makes me feel bad.]
Lu Ban's skills in directing actors are amazing; it feels like any random passerby could be an award-winning actor.
The keyboard warrior's perspective was confusing, and he was at a loss for words. Even his usual arguing skills were now gone.
Even though his deepest consciousness told him that this was just a game, that it was all fake, when he actually saw the corpse, he still felt a shock in his brain, heard a buzzing in his ears, and stood there blankly, completely unable to move.
The corpse's expression seemed to have been contagious to him, causing this keyboard warrior who had previously been pontificating on the internet to have a ferocious look on his face, his eyes wide open in anger, and his mouth unable to close.
Soon, other gang NPCs came over and stopped him. Only then did the keyboard warrior realize that the deceased was actually the boss, Mackey had run out to the toilet earlier.
"I need to find his killer."
"Is this the kind of death a human being could commit?"
"Isn't something wrong with this deduction game?"
"Is it too late for me to withdraw now?"
The keyboard warrior had completely immersed himself in the identity of a small-time gangster. Faced with this bizarre and unbelievable way of dying, his understanding was completely overturned, and he became somewhat deranged.
"No, that's not it, no, I can't."
He murmured something, then his whole body twitched into a maniacal laugh.
"Hahaha, this can't be real, this can't be real!"
Just when he was suffering and refusing to accept reality, the comments section was cheering for his performance.
This person is so immersive and dedicated!
He seems completely immersed in the script. To be honest, if I had seen that corpse with my own eyes, I probably would have done the same thing.
[Don't even mention him, I can't stand seeing this scene even through the screen, I feel nauseous and want to vomit.]
[This is so annoying, especially late at night!]
[I knew it! Lu Ban isn't content with just scaring people with visuals anymore; he wants his audience to feel truly immersed and experience those terrifying things!]
[Wow, this looks awesome! I really want to try it!]
[The most dedicated one is this guy lying on the ground, okay? Look, Motionless, and he's still keeping that expression. Is his face okay?]
The keyboard warrior collapsed to his knees, nearly collapsing. Those around him tried to help him up but couldn't, and could only drag him back into the warehouse.
All the audience members were still immersed in what had just happened.
First of all, the scene of the corpse appearing was quite horrifying. Suddenly, the atmosphere of terror was overwhelming. Coupled with the first-person perspective and the emotional breakdown of the keyboard warrior, it created a strong sense of immersion for the viewer.
At the same time, the appearance of the corpse subverted the common people's understanding. The audience originally thought that this script was just an ordinary murder case or something, but when the Glass Flower appeared, who the hell could have imagined that Lu Ban could do such a thing and actually create such a scene in reality.
Some people sympathized with the keyboard warrior, feeling that witnessing this scene firsthand must have been torture for him.
Some people were surprised by how the scenario unfolded and wondered how the players would proceed with their investigation.
Some people are eager to try it themselves.
In some forums, although the moderators are asleep at midnight and you can post lewd pictures without anyone caring, most of the posts and discussions are now focused on "Glass Flower". In the most popular thread, the usual banter has disappeared and everyone is discussing the scene from earlier.
Did you hear a child laughing just now? Could this case be the work of some little devil?
Going out at night will lead to death; so that's what they mean.
Do you think the killer is a player or an NPC? I think it's highly likely to be an NPC.
This method goes beyond the realm of deduction; who knows if it could be used to remotely curse and kill someone?
I think this live stream perspective is hiding a lot of things. We should probably check other people's perspectives too; there might be something fishy going on.
[If I had been in their shoes, I probably would have run straight to the deceased and could have seen the killer's face.]
Come on, you keyboard warriors are probably just like that guy, your legs are too weak to walk.
Before the discussion about this scene had even ended, another problem arose during the live stream.
As the two gangster NPCs were pulling the keyboard warrior guy back, the sound of children's laughter rang out again.
Through the first-person perspective of the keyboard warrior, all the viewers suddenly saw a small child standing in front of the road.
The child had almost no hair, a Pale and shriveled face, and eyes without pupils, just a blank white expanse. He was wearing coarse cloth clothes that looked quite old, and a rusty lock hung around his neck. He was standing at the warehouse door, looking at the three people.
This is clearly not a normal person; it looks more like a corpse dug out of the ground.
The keyboard warrior clearly felt the two people next to him pause.
Even the professional broadcasters in the control room, who were in charge of the live broadcast, were suddenly taken aback.
"Hey? Whose kid ran in here? How did they get in?"
He asked a question, and for the time being, the original broadcast footage was kept, but he had already told his colleagues to be ready to switch the footage to another person at any time.
"This scene wasn't in the script, was it?"
The person next to him asked.
"No"
As he hesitated whether to cut off the screen, he saw one of the two gangsters suddenly put down the keyboard warrior and walk towards the child, cursing all the while.
"Whose kid is this, still not asleep this late? Get the hell back home, or I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your father."
As he spoke, the gang NPC picked up a wooden stick from the side, preparing to hit the child.
The child suddenly disappeared again, and the gang NPC's stick missed its target.
"Damn it, you're messing with me, aren't you? Don't let me find out who your son is tomorrow, or I'll teach you a lesson!"
He left with a single sentence, then pulled the keyboard warrior, who was already somewhat delirious, back to the warehouse.
The camera finally switched away, and the two gang NPCs, having received a message from the control panel, exchanged a glance.
At this moment, the keyboard warrior breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the two of them.
"Could that child be the murderer?"
He doesn't know whether he's an ordinary citizen who came to play games or a gangster who grew up in the Ruined City.
The keyboard warrior saw the gangster NPC shake his head and felt relieved.
But the other person's next words made the keyboard warrior's heart leap into his throat.
"There are no children here. That thing just now wasn't human."