One person: I was already fighting the Heavenly Master, but the system just came

Chapter 19 Look! That paper man is alive!
“Why doesn’t the anchor leave?”

"You're not scared, are you?"

"Aze, don't be a coward, you are playing with reality."

The netizens in the live broadcast room looked at Aze standing still and couldn't help but urge him.

Everyone was there to watch the fun, no matter how big the event. After all, it wasn't them who went to this abandoned factory where people died.

Aze caught a glimpse of the barrage of comments filling the screen from the corner of his eye, then looked at some of the marked places that had been made in advance. A confident smile appeared on his face again, and he strode through the iron gate and walked inside.

This iron gate should have been opened by the workers who came to the abandoned factory to set up the scene.

Before each expedition, he would arrange staff in advance and set up some small mechanisms to create a weird atmosphere.

Passing through the weed-covered yard, Aze walked towards the depths of the abandoned factory.

Call ~
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by.

A white figure vaguely appeared in the depths of the abandoned factory, floating in the air.

Wobbly.

There are white paper people everywhere. The dim factory alley is hung with densely packed paper people, which can be really scary at first glance.

Especially in the middle of the night in this desolate wilderness.

However, when the audience in the live broadcast room saw these paper people appearing on the camera, no one panicked at all.

"Another white paper man?"

"Aze, don't you have any new ideas? I've really seen enough."

"Yeah, this is too old-fashioned. You've been scaring people with paper figures since last year."

A few sporadic comments floated by, and it was obvious that everyone was in a bad mood because of the appearance of the paper man.

This kind of scene appears every time Aze broadcasts his adventure live, and the audience has long been immune to it.

"Although it's a script, can you please take it a little more seriously and not treat the audience as fools?"

"Yes."

"I'm leaving now. I thought there would be some surprises today, but in the end it was just this little trick that is common on the street."

Many people have already started live streaming, and only about 2,000 people are left out of the original nearly 3,000 people.

Aze looked at the paper figures being hung around him with some embarrassment. He also felt that there was nothing new in using the same routine every time, but he had no choice.

I can't really go get some ghosts myself.

Even if he wanted to do it, there was nowhere to do it.

"Don't worry, family members. Our adventure has just begun. Maybe we will encounter new and interesting things next."

Aze coughed twice and walked quickly towards the place where the white paper people were in front. These paper people looked a bit like floating ghosts from a distance, but when you get closer, you will find that they are all suspended in the air by thin strings.

There is no such thing as ghosts in the world.

Call ~
A gust of wind blew by.

The paper man, which was originally shaking slightly, began to swing violently. Aze held up his mobile phone and walked into the abandoned factory with his head down.

I kept thinking about what little mechanism I should create next to attract the audience.

He did not notice that a strong gust of cold wind had just blown by, and the paper man's hands and feet began to wave around wildly.

Some seemed to be waving, while others seemed to be waving.

Make various movements of different shapes.

However, the audience who had just been shouting that there was nothing new noticed this and all looked at their mobile phone screens in shock.

A look of disbelief.

Because these paper people don't seem to be swaying in the wind, but they are twisting their bodies or waving their arms irregularly, as if they are being controlled by something.

"Look, what happened to those paper figures? They're all moving!"

"Oh my god, this looks a bit weird. How come it's like the paper figurines in ghost stories calling back spirits?" "Damn, don't scare me so late at night."

"Aze has a new show again?"

"Hey~ Why did I vaguely see a translucent object floating over these paper figures just now?"

"Oh my god, I saw it too. For a moment it seemed like there was really something floating around. Could it really be a ghost?"

"Piao? You guys are not serious!"

The live broadcast room, which had been silent just now, began to become lively, and rustling sounds came from around the paper man in front.

Hearing the voice, Aze looked up subconsciously.

When he saw the paper people floating around, he was stunned for a moment.

What happened?
There is no wind around.

Glancing at the comments on his phone, Aze also saw many viewers' speculations, and he was sure that these paper people were definitely not his new show.

But after all, as an adventure anchor, he is much braver than ordinary people, and he does not believe in the so-called ghosts and gods.

When I saw these paper figures fluttering around, I didn't feel scared at all. Instead, I observed them curiously.

I saw that many small translucent air masses appeared around him at some point, and kept gathering towards the depths of the abandoned factory. The air masses hit the pieces of paper, causing this strange behavior.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. Look, there are so many air masses around me."

"It's not that the paper man came to life, or encountered a ghost."

"It's already the 21st century, we have to believe in science."

Aze held up his cell phone and pointed it at a translucent air mass near him, which was drifting towards the depths of the abandoned factory.

"Am I stupid to go to the anchor? There is no such thing as a gas mass at night. Isn't this just a ghost?!"

"Why do I feel like it's a bit like a ghost?"

"I don't think it's a ghost, but why would such a mysterious mass of air appear around here in the middle of the night?"

"Why do I suddenly feel a little creepy? Aze, tell me the truth, is this the effect of the new show you prepared?"

"Will this kid Aze really encounter any supernatural events this time?"

After seeing the translucent gas mass, some people still thought it might be a ghost. Although the ghost in this gas mass looked a little different from the imagined ghost, no one had really seen that thing.

Of course, more people no longer think it is a ghost, but most people still believe that there must be something wrong when things are abnormal.

Aze looked at the air masses that kept emerging around him in confusion, and was also very curious. How did these air masses come about?
It was clearly not there around me just now.

Aze took a deep breath and forced himself to stay calm. It was the first time for a normal person to face such a thing, so he would still be somewhat nervous and scared.

However, as a staunch materialist, he still firmly believes that there are no ghosts or gods in this world, nor any supernatural events.

However, when he lowered his head to observe these air masses, his feet paused and he suddenly froze in place.

His eyes were full of astonishment.

"how so.!"

I saw that the weeds that were originally green around me had turned yellow at some point, and many of them had even withered and decayed.

It was desolate and there was no sign of life.

"What's happening here!"

"Look at the weeds around the ground!"

"When? Why are they all dead?"

"Those air masses seem to be floating from these weeds. What's going on?"

"Is this really a supernatural incident?!"

At this time, everyone in the live broadcast room also noticed the situation around them. Originally, everyone said it was a supernatural event, but in fact it was more of a joke. However, in this situation...
The originally lush green weeds withered before their eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If this isn’t a supernatural event, then what is!
(End of this chapter)