"Fake-Busting" Streamer
"Good evening, everyone. I'm Burrlett Wall, a not-so-famous debunking livestreamer. Tonight, we're visiting a haunted house."
[I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the live streamer.]
[I thought I'd never see the streamer go live again.]
[They ended the stream so abruptly yesterday, I thought a ghost had cut it off.]
[Did you sleep well last night, host?]
"What kind of talk is this?" Burrlett grinned as he looked at the barrage of comments.
"I've told you all to Believe in Science. I'm eating well and sleeping soundly, what's wrong with me? I think George Augustus a lot of sense. This era is truly Entertainment to Death; they're even using ghosts for marketing. I think I might vote for him, hoping he can clean up this mess after he takes office!"
[LOL, who do you think started this ghost story?]
[Hilarious! The number one ghost story promoter on the internet is campaigning for an anti-superstition candidate!]
[Hilarious! I think George would most like to ban your Live Broadcast Room!]
[Hilarious! Before watching your live stream, I still Believe in Science!]
[Laughing so hard...]
Within seconds, all the comments on the screen adopted the same format, which made Feng Xue marvel at the homogenization of netizens in the information age.
He shook his head, deciding not to discuss the topic any further. Mentioning it briefly was just a joke; saying too much would easily link the two identities together.
After greeting the elites waiting at the apartment entrance, Burrlett received an Electronic Key. As he checked the apartment number using the information, he began to speak:
"Today, the host is at the Rhine River Community. Some unpleasant things happened here recently, so the host was invited by the property owners to come and dispel superstitions..."
[Rhine River Community... Goodness, the cheapest houses there must start at 30 million, right?]
[Thirty million? That's just the cost! People who can afford to buy a house here wouldn't be interested in a tiny 20-square-meter single room, would they?]
[Holy crap! Did the streamer go to that No. 13 Haunted House in the District 19?]
[I think I've heard of it; it's that neighborhood where a group director died.]
[Now that you mention it, I remember, it's that haunted house where six owners died in a row?]
[The boss is foolish. Hiring a streamer to debunk the claim just confirms it, doesn't it?]
[Don't you understand? This is to solidify the case! If the anchor doesn't come, how will anyone know how the person died? If the anchor comes, then it must have been a ghost that killed him. Then we can invite Dunn to catch the ghost, and the house will be cleared of all charges, right?]
[Damn, no wonder it's a VIP comment section, they're absolutely right!]
Seeing the noise in the Live Broadcast Room, Feng Xue shook her head, but continued to explain:
"Speaking of which, I've been taken to haunted houses Ghost House similar places countless times since I was a child, but this is the first time I've been explicitly told that it's just to whitewash the house. I have to say, as expected of the Rhine River, it's on a completely different level from those small real estate developers!"
[What was your status back then? Now you're a top streamer with millions of followers!]
The barrage of comments immediately flooded in with humorous remarks, which made Feng Xue smile involuntarily. Although it was questionable whether even 100,000 of these so-called millions of fans were real people, he could at least feel a large amount of [knowledge] flowing into his body along with the [famous streamer] Tag.
Using Electronic Key, Feng Xue opened the Room Door and entered the luxury apartment.
Although it's called an apartment, the duplex structure, exceeding 200 square meters, is practically no different from a villa.
By this time, the furniture in the apartment had been mostly moved out, and the walls had been repainted, making it look nothing like a so-called haunted house. However, every time Mr. Burrlett opened a Room Door, viewers would scream in the Live Broadcast Room.
However, Feng Xue wasn't afraid at all, because he had already figured out the problems behind the house through some means.
To put it bluntly, it's nothing more than the same old trick of blaming everything on ghosts after committing murder. Including inviting Feng Xue over is all just to deliberately make it seem like the place is "haunted," so as to completely absolve someone of any involvement in the matter.
However, the Cyber World is ultimately a world of "Entertainment to Death," and nobody cares how many bowls of noodles Liu Zi ate. Compared to an ending that is neither interesting nor even boring, such as "everything was done by humans," netizens are clearly more willing to see bizarre stories like "ghosts and monsters killing people."
Therefore, Feng Xue had no intention of being the boring person who would reveal the secrets of magic, nor did she intend to waste her brains converting the information obtained through technical means into deductive reasoning.
So he simply went with the flow and became a live streamer who Ghost Hunting and debunks myths. As for the murderer... he won't be around for long before he's killed by a "ghost" himself.
Although the live stream had excellent interactive elements, the overall experience wasn't particularly interesting; frankly, it was just a grown man wandering around a room.
Live Broadcast Room the viewers' patience began to wane from the unpretentious, empty rooms, Feng Xue estimated that the time was almost up. She then took a yoga mat from her briefcase and laid it on the Living Room floor, saying nonchalantly:
"As you can see, I've searched the entire apartment building, and there's nothing ghostly about it. But this client insists on staying here for one night, so I've decided to just sleep on the floor."
As he spoke, he opened his terminal, brought up a puzzle game, and said while playing:
"Since I'm bored anyway, I'll stream myself playing Deduction Game. This game has a 9.9 rating, so it looks pretty good. I'll show you all the skills of this legendary mystery prodigy!"
As he spoke, the audience watched in disbelief as Burrlett began to focus his attention on a supernatural-themed Deduction Game.
Some viewers, finding nothing amusing, switched to watching the tea master selling tea next door, while others, who were also interested in puzzle games, started watching him play the game.
However, this period of losing followers did not last long. About three minutes later, Burrlett entered a small level of the game.
Looking at the Ouija Board on the screen (similar to a Ouija board or spirit writing device), Mr. Burrlett let out a disdainful laugh.
"Tsk tsk, it's Year 2077 and they still have these kinds of little traps. I can crack them by brute force without even looking for clues. I bet the password for this level is either 'descend' or 'summon'..."
As she spoke, Feng Xue began to manipulate the Ouija Board in the game, inputting the message of descent onto the screen.
But at that moment, the viewers suddenly perked up, not because they had played the game before, but because as Live Broadcast Room, they had noticed that whenever the streamer said something like "It's already Year 2077," something was bound to happen next.
Sure enough, as the Ouija Board on the screen began to tremble, a slight breeze seemed to rise in the previously peaceful apartment.
Burrlett immediately muttered in dissatisfaction:
"The graphics are so-so, but the motion effects are pretty good..."
However, at the very moment he uttered those words, viewers watching the live stream in Holographic Mode clearly saw a pale, ghostly figure slowly emerging from the wall behind Burrlett...
Regarding the fine for not wearing a helmet, there's actually a surreal law that can be compared to this: the Cement Mixing Qualification in Colombia.
In Colombia, it's illegal to buy a few bags of cement and mix it up casually for home renovations, just like in Yan Guo (it's said that the cement is being suppressed in order to sell Wood Paint).
Moreover, even if you could actually hire someone qualified to mix the cement for you, it would be too expensive for an average person. Even if the person mixing the cement didn't charge you, the subsequent property valuation would be extremely high, and you would have to pay a huge amount of property tax every year.
That's why there are so many wooden houses in Colombia, and Colombia movies often feature scenes like someone falling and breaking the floor and falling downstairs, roofs being repaired on sunny days, and houses being destroyed by typhoons—because these are things that actually happen in real life.