[Ying Wenjie: Yaoyao, Yaoyao! Look! We made it into Mount Lao's central ruins! This place is even freakier than Xuantan Hall in Shushan! Look at these mosquitoes the size of human heads—one bite leaves a welt! And these giant pythons over ten meters long nearly dragged us away yesterday!]
[Ying Wenjie: [Video 1][Video 2][Video 3] These are the ruins of the Ancient Lao Kingdom. They completely overturn the historical records. Exclusive footage you won't find anywhere online! I didn't even dare post it. I'm showing you first!]
After a while, Chen Siyao replied, "What ruins are these?" He answered, "The ruins of the Ancient Lao Kingdom."
"Mount Lao is dangerous. There have already been casualties. Be careful." She said nothing more.
He had eagerly hoped Chen Siyao would say, "I'll come take a look," but after five minutes, no new messages appeared in the chat. Ying Wenjie scratched his head in disappointment.
What Ying Wenjie didn't know was that Chen Siyao wasn't unwilling to come—she couldn't. The last time she visited Xuantan Hall in Shushan, internet users had tracked down its location. Overnight, Xuantan Hall became the hottest check-in destination on the internet.
Tens of thousands of visitors flocked there every day. Even official cordons and police stationed to block entry couldn't stop the crowds from gathering. Some even climbed over the walls to enter the hall, nearly causing an accident.
Online, rumors that "Superman Da-ge received the God of Wealth's legacy at Xuantan Hall and turned his life around overnight" spread like wildfire. Countless people dreaming of instant success packed Xuantan Hall so tightly that no one could get through.
In the end, the authorities had to issue an urgent announcement setting a schedule for opening Xuantan Hall to visitors in batches. Only then did the uproar barely subside.