Concealment

"Oh my god, this is terrifying! That deadly snake is back!"

The tamed viper served as a prop, wandering through the mountains and forests under Zhang Xuezhou's guidance.

The hyenas were left at a distance, occasionally barking. These hyenas are not species native to the Pan'an area, and this was too scripted and did not meet the requirements for Song Fengying's live broadcast.

The mountain depression area mentioned by Song Fengying is not very large, and its area is less than 10,000 square meters.

But Song Fengying filmed this small depression area repeatedly for two hours during her live stream.

Furthermore, the communications company run by Wang Li and Song Fengying had developed some of the technology, and the communications signal amplifier was one of their products.

This product can enhance communication in areas with weak signals, making it a small personal signal tower. It can meet Song Fengying's live streaming needs and also has certain market value.

Wang Haoran and Zuo Teng, wearing protective suits provided by Zhang Xuezhou, secretly waved their arms from time to time to create a spooky atmosphere, making them look like ghosts.

After realizing the truth behind the live stream, the two found everything rather dull and uninteresting. However, the occasional notifications for donations in Song Fengying's live stream forced them to continue.

Wang Haoran and Zuo Teng were not satisfied, but the audience was quite satisfied.

Besides the four people present, and the pilot who arrived today in his aircraft, no one else has ever seen the real sinkhole in Pan'an.

Song Fengying recounted her journey of climbing mountains and wading through rivers, citing ancient books along the way, making the sunken area near the sinkhole sound almost mystical, as if it were the place where a meteor once streaked across the sky over Pan'an and fell to its final resting place.

"Some family members didn't believe this was the site of a meteor impact. I told them, 'If you're capable, you can get into the research institute in North Rehe and go see that recent sinkhole. The depression area of that sinkhole is exactly the same as this one!'"

"What? I'm going to the North Rehe Research Institute to do a live broadcast for you?"

"But I'm not a researcher in North Rehe, I don't have the authority to go in and out!"

"Think of a way?"

"This kind of important research facility isn't something you can just figure out and get into!"

"How do I know that the North Rehe Depression is exactly the same as this place? I must have been there before!"

"My family is really putting me in a difficult position. How can I come and go in a place like this? Don't give me any tips; even if you do, it's still hard to get in!"

"My fellow family members are too kind. Since everyone is interested, please wait for me until dark... It's impossible to wander into this kind of place after dark. If you really want to see the sinkholes in North Rehe, I'll try to apply to my superiors to see if I can get permission to visit!"

Song Fengying a very talkative person.

What you see in a live stream is limited; what you really rely on is the streamer's words.

The style of live streaming is to capture the extraordinary in ordinary moments by choosing the right angles, and then to be eloquent and articulate.

Adding terms like "brothers," "family," "big brother," or "little sister" can bring the streamer and viewers even closer.

Song Fengying's approach is similar to that of itinerant street performers, where those with money support the performance financially, while those without money simply show their support. The introduction of the internet has attracted a huge audience, which has also changed the nature of this kind of itinerant street performance.

Her slightly terrified expression as she explored the sunken area resonated with many viewers, and even some stingy old lechers couldn't resist giving her a tip.

As the live stream was nearing its end, Song Fengying successfully generated anticipation for the next one.

For some people, the sinkholes in North Rehe are nothing special, but for most people, even 99% of them, they have never been to the North Rehe area. Song Fengying's live stream ended quite well.

"Everyone, the live stream has ended!"

Once Song Fengying switched the live stream to advertising mode, she turned off the monitor with satisfaction.

"Xuezhou, your cooperation today was just average. It's hard to do a good live stream in this state," Song Fengying summarized.

"Today's live stream was a horror show, and I was really scared," Zhang Xuezhou said seriously. "People who are scared don't usually make a sound!"

"I thought you were going to have that panicked, screaming interaction with me!"

Song Fengying looked at Zhang Xuezhou, who was still wearing a black leather hat on his head. Even she had difficulty recognizing Zhang Xuezhou in this state, let alone others.

During the two hours of Song Fengying's live stream, Zhang Xuezhou, Wang Haoran, and others were no different; they all served as competent background figures.

"Screaming in panic is too fake," Zhang Xuezhou said sullenly.

"He got into trouble today; he probably doesn't want anyone to know he was in this area!"

Zuo Teng interjected in a low voice.

If things like destroying the Corpse Flower hadn't happened, Zuo Teng felt that someone like Zhang Xuezhou would definitely have been very active.

Now, Zhang Xuezhou has almost perfectly disappeared from public view, not appearing in any of the events.

If Zhang Xuezhou had simply taken an Airbus back to North Rehe, almost no one would have paid attention to Zhang Xuezhou whereabouts or whether it was related to any particular events.

Zuo Teng had great confidence in his keen sense of perception. He felt that Zhang Xuezhou seemed to be guarding against some kind of involvement, and even the black leather jacket, pants, and hat that the other party had prepared seemed to have a purpose.

"Teng, you've matured a little bit in just a few days!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied.

If he could have an alibi, Zhang Xuezhou felt there was no need to leave any clues.

True Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon are hard to kill completely, and Zhang Xuezhou wouldn't be complacent or think he had eliminated any future troubles just because he might have eliminated the opponent's true form.

On the contrary, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the real storm might not have even begun yet.

If Huang Daoxian could truly endure the loneliness and remain there for a hundred years, he would have already entered the human world and perhaps even acquired a human identity, only returning to the canyon area for a very short time.

"Did that thing burn completely?"

"We've added 100 kilograms of liquid fuel and ignited it at the designated location, so there shouldn't be any problems!"

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but ask Wang Haoran another question, and after Wang Haoran checked the relevant information, he gave an accurate reply.

Wang Haoran wasn't worried about being traced back to himself, since the only people who could trace him were the current members of the Sequence Committee, or even members with higher authority.

Once investigated, he has a high probability of being able to identify the person behind the investigation.

"Is that thing not completely dead yet?" Wang Haoran asked in a low voice.

"I'm not sure, but it's always better to be careful," Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

"I see!"

Wang Haoran nodded.

Zhang Xuezhou handled this matter exceptionally well.

If we can nip such vicious insects as the Thousand Islands Alliance in the bud, it will undoubtedly reduce a large number of casualties.

But Wang Haoran had no concept of ferocious beasts in the form of plants.

In the known database of humankind, the concept of dangerous plants is mostly limited to man-eating trees and exploding trees, and no one has ever considered a plant with devastating destructive capabilities.

"Thankfully, this flower can't run around!"

He thought about the ferocious insect in the Thousand Islands Alliance that could crawl, run, and fly, and then about the humanoid black-armored beast in Song Fengying's video. He felt that everyone had a connection with these ferocious creatures.

"Should we go back to the canyon and check it out again?" Zuo Teng interjected.

"Good idea," Zhang Xuezhou nodded in agreement.

"As expected of our alternate committee member," Wang Haoran agreed. "The committee needs someone like you. Xuezhou and I are both seriously injured; we can only rely on you!"

"Ha ha!"

Zuo Teng chuckled twice, but after a moment of receiving Wang Haoran's praise, he suddenly realized what was going on.

"What, are you guys making me play forward? I'm clearly the weakest one here!"

Song Fengying was packing her luggage and live-streaming equipment, while Zhang Xuezhou and Wang Haoran chatted casually.

For the first time, Zuo Teng hated his own strong curiosity. He really wanted to figure out whether Zuo Quan was related to Huang Daoxian, whom Zhang Xuezhou and others were investigating.

The matter is still unclear, and the shroud in mystery makes it difficult for Zuo Teng to grasp the connections between the various events, but he is always the first to step up when it comes to getting things done.

When he saw Zhang Xuezhou and Wang Haoran looking at him at the same time, Zuo Teng couldn't help but utter two awkward sounds.

"Actually, I don't want to reveal my identity either!"

Zhang Xuezhou successfully went into hiding after causing the destruction; Wang Haoran's level of expertise made him unafraid of being investigated; Song Fengying broadcasted the burning of the corpse flower live; and Zuo Teng belatedly tried to conceal his identity.

But being stared at by the two men and praised repeatedly by Wang Haoran, he felt that this matter could no longer be kept secret.

There always needs to be someone among the group to do the work, and it's no different from putting two strange beasts in cages; Zuo Teng couldn't escape this kind of work.

If he wanted to know everything related, even if it meant knowing that Zuo Quan might be involved in related issues, he had to get involved.