Global Livestream 47

As soon as Ye Zhao entered H City, she sensed something was off. Along the way, she had received red-name warnings now and then. After all, she had fought her way here; it was impossible not to get a red name. But the closer she got to H City, the fewer warnings she received. In fact, she hadn't received a single one!

She even took a moment to check the livestream. The comments were strangely harmonious, too. No one was calling her a pervert anymore.

Something wasn't right.

Could there be some kind of game item that could hide red-name markers? Were they trying to lull her into letting down her guard?

Sure enough, she was surrounded the moment she entered H City—

At that very moment, countless viewers watching their screens saw the black-clad girl engulfed by white mycelium through the livestream. They all gasped in shock!

[Holy crap, I knew it! The fungus can inherit human memories and think for itself. It couldn't just let itself get hunted forever. They've finally learned to set an ambush!]

[I checked another livestream, and there's suddenly a ton more mycelium! It won't stop growing, even when they burn it! H City is almost completely submerged! They don't seem to dare enter the city now. There's no backup—will Lord God of Slaughter be okay?]

[I suspect H City has already fallen. There probably isn't a single living person left inside.]

[How could that be? I just saw several pleas for help posted by survivors in H City!]

[Did you forget that the fungus can go online too? Those people might've been Fungus Monsters in disguise!]

[Holy crap, you've still got time to be online? I haven't finished my livestream mission yet. I don't want to be erased! So many people at our