"Bro, don't scare me. I'm easily frightened. Where's this number 70 you're talking about?"
"Autumn Beauty, are you messing with me on purpose? I watched you walk from number 72 to 68, then from 68 back to 72, and now you're telling me you didn't see it?"
"Bro, I really didn't see it! Why would I mess with you? Here's number 72... and here's number 68!"
She walked back and forth, pointing at the number plates. Her expression grew strained, with a faint trace of terror.
Her fans could see it, so why couldn't she?
Her top donor found it strange that she kept walking past number 70 without noticing it, but her expression didn't look like an act. Besides, she had no reason to put on an act.
So he, too, began to feel something was wrong.
He wasn't the only one. Some of her other fans noticed the problem as well.
"Beauty, take two steps to the left! Number 70 is right on your left!"
Autumn Beauty acknowledged him and took two steps.
But the fans in her livestream suddenly grew agitated.
"Holy shit, we told you to take two steps! Why did you take seven or eight?"
"Yeah, streamer, what are you doing?"
Autumn Beauty was bewildered. "I only took two steps! Are you all ganging up to prank me?"
"Prank you, my ass! You're the one putting on an act for us! Boring!"
"I really only took two steps! Oh, right, I downloaded a step counter before. I'll show you!"
She was a little angry. Did being a small-time streamer mean they could mess with her however they liked? She opened the app and took two steps to the right.
"Look, that's two steps, isn't..." At that, her face suddenly went deathly pale. Terror showed on