A live stream that dramatically transformed a depressed schoolgirl shocked netizens across the count

As soon as the sliding gate of the official camp opened, Titan's notification sounded in the carriage.

[Sir, a brief wireless scan has been detected.]

[Signal source: 72 meters outside the south gate of the camp.]

The scanned target includes the vehicle's external communication frequency bands.

Chen Lang stopped his hand on the control panel, and the low hum of the engine came from the chassis.

The river embankment shimmered with water, two taxis were parked next to a convenience store, and tourists dragged their suitcases into the alleyway leading to the guesthouse.

He scanned the shadows behind the eaves and lampposts through the bulletproof glass but found no suspicious equipment.

Shen Qingci pressed down on the notebook, the pages rustling softly beneath his palm.

"Has that car caught up with us again?"

"The car didn't show up; someone was scanning our signal outside."

The holographic screen emitted a faint blue light between the two of them, and Chen Lang leaned back in his chair.

"They only scanned for two seconds; no one got close. Let's go inside and park first, then check the security camera footage at the entrance."

"Okay, let's follow the rules we just established."

Shen Qingci pressed the account book flat on his knees.

The ground lights on both sides of the lane lit up one after another, and the water in the concrete puddles reflected the heavy chassis outline of the truck.

In the duty room, a middle-aged man in dark blue overalls put down his enamel cup, picked up his walkie-talkie and went out. His gaze swept over the front of the car and stopped on the eight sets of off-road tires.

"Old Zhou, move those two RVs on the east side of the maintenance area a bit further in. They're big, give them some room."

As the heavy truck drove past the access control sensor line, Titan took over and steered at low speed.

[Safe distance on the left: 1.4 meters.]

The large parking spaces meet the parking requirements.

The middle-aged man raised his arm and made two directional gestures, then took small steps to navigate around the car's blind spots.

Chen Lang lowered the car window, and the night wind rushed into the car.

"Sir, can I park in the innermost compartment?"

"You can park there. Just make sure the front of the car is facing outwards and doesn't cross the lines in the fire lane."

The man stepped back behind the yellow line and glanced at the rear of the car again.

The armor plate was covered in yellow mud left from the mountain road, and a half-cut, muddy branch was stuck tightly next to the tow hook.

The hydraulic support landed steadily, and the vehicle body slumped down.

The armored door opened, and Chen Lang stepped off the footrest.

Shen Qingci followed behind him, clutching a black tactical flashlight in her hand.

The middle-aged man saw Chen Lang's face clearly, and his raised hand stopped in mid-air.

He walked around to the side of the vehicle, his gaze following the mud down the armored plate, and finally settling on the half-dead branch next to the tow hook.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he took two steps forward, raising his voice as well.

"Wait a minute, aren't you the young man in the highway collapse video?"

"There are many people who mistake one person for another online, take another look."

Chen Lang pushed the car door shut with his backhand, and the metal latch clicked shut.

The man raised his finger and pointed to the back of the car; his knuckles were thick.

"You can mistake a face, but you can't mistake this car. Eight tires, and half a tree branch hanging from the back of the car, it looks exactly the same in the video."

Chen Lang followed his hand and glanced back.

"This tree branch has become an ID card."

The wrinkles on the man's face smoothed out, the lines at the corners of his eyes squeezed together, he rubbed his palms vigorously on his work pants twice, and then extended his right hand.

"My name is Shi Mancang, and I'm in charge of the night shift at the camp. I used to be a firefighter, but I injured my leg and had to leave, so I came here to keep watch at night."

Shi Mancang's gaze swept over Chen Lang again, his chest heaving more.

"In those kinds of landslides, there's nowhere to set up ropes. If you dare to go down, you'll somehow manage to bring everyone back."

"Young man, you did a tough job."

"Chen Lang".

Chen Lang grasped his calloused hand, stepped aside, and revealed Shen Qingci behind him.

"This is Shen Qingci, my navigator. She'll tell me where to go and where to settle down. Now she's also in charge of our safety along the way."

Shi Mancang straightened up and nodded emphatically to Shen Qingci.

"Well, I have to thank you. We couldn't see the way from the bottom of the cliff, so we were counting on you to keep an eye on things from up there. We were entrusting our lives to you."

Shen Qingci, holding the notebook, looked up at Chen Lang.

She didn't utter a word in rebuttal, her back ramrod straight, her chin raised.

Shi Mancang lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over Chen Lang's forearm.

The wound had been soaked in rainwater, and its edges were covered with a dry layer of mud.

"Your arm needs some treatment. There's a first-aid kit in the duty room. There's also a high-pressure water gun over there. This truckload of mud will take some time to clean up."

"Don't wash the car yet."

Shen Qingci pressed the flashlight switch, and the bright light illuminated the ground.

"We need to check the chassis, tires, and rear of the vehicle; the mud is still there so we can see the footprints."

Shi Mancang turned to look at Chen Lang, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Did someone bump into your car on the road?"

"They slipped a magnetic locator into it, and a van with a fake license plate followed us for dozens of kilometers."

Chen Lang gestured with his chin toward the door.

"We just arrived at the entrance, and the vehicle's system detected someone scanning the signal. Uncle Shi, could you please check the surveillance footage at the south gate and along the riverbank road?"

Shi Mancang stopped smiling.

"Convenient. Come with me, this matter needs to be investigated thoroughly."

He turned around and strode to the equipment room, inserted the key into the lock, and twisted it all the way in with a strong wrist.

"Come in, everyone."

The equipment room smelled of heat from the electronic components.

The campsite plan was laid flat on the worktable, with the corners rolled up.

Shi Mancang picked up a pencil and emphasized three places on the drawing.

"The main entrance is on the south side, and the fire exit is on the north side, which is usually locked. The east side is adjacent to the river embankment road, and the west side leads to the guesthouse alley. Also, in the northwest corner, that big camphor tree blocks the view of two security cameras, so they can't capture the whole thing at night."

Chen Lang looked around the surveillance area drawn with a pencil, pointing with his index finger to the northwest corner.

"If you walk along the wall behind the tree, you won't be able to take pictures of numbers 12 and 13. To climb over, you have to step on that air conditioner unit, which leaves both wall dust and shoe prints."

Shi Mancang took the walkie-talkie off his waist and pressed his thumb on the call button.

"I'll send two people to keep watch. If he dares to climb over the wall, we'll stop him on the spot."

"Don't add people yet."

Shen Qingci unfolded his notebook, pulled out his pen cap, and circled the south gate, the fire exit, and the northwest corner, the ink penetrating the paper.

"If we change the patrol route, people outside will know we're on guard against him. Tell everyone to stick to the usual route so as not to alert him."

Shi Mancang turned to look at her, his hand holding the walkie-talkie stopping.

Chen Lang leaned against the edge of the worktable and raised his hand towards Shen Qingci.

"Manager Shen has made arrangements; listen to her."

Shen Qingci's pen moved along the riverbank road.

"The scanning signal appeared outside the South Gate. The person accompanying us knows we are going into the ancient city tomorrow, and he will most likely find out two things tonight."

"First, where do we park the car? Second, which gate do we use tomorrow?"

She pointed forcefully at the location of the large camphor tree with the tip of her pen.

"Patrols continue as usual, but hide the sensors. Let him think there are still the same few surveillance cameras in the camp, and let him in."

Shi Mancang looked at the diagram and then hung the walkie-talkie back on his belt.

"Okay, we'll do it your way. My people will continue their patrols as usual, and you can set up the equipment."

Chen Lang tapped the table twice with his fingers.

"Understood. The boss gives the orders, I run the errands."

Shen Qingci closed the pen cap with a crisp sound.

"Don't be poor, get to work first."

Titan released four button-sized sensors from the side compartment of the vehicle.

Chen Lang installed the equipment in the gaps of the south gate light box, the bottom of the fire lane lock seat, the back of the tree trunk in the northwest corner, and under the rear armor plate of the heavy truck.

The outer shell material matches the color of the surrounding environment, and it blends into the background by taking two steps back.

The vehicle perimeter has been established.

[Personnel approach, wireless scanning, and abnormal heat sources have been integrated into the monitoring system.]

Shen Qingci walked to the back of the car with a flashlight, the beam sweeping across the muddy surface.

She first illuminated the tow hook, then squatted down to inspect the safety bar interlayer.

The metal probe was inserted along the inside of the tire, and the flashlight beam shone on the mirror, refracting the complex internal structure of the chassis.

After checking each item, she would draw a horizontal line after the corresponding item in her journal, leaving a deep mark on the paper with the tip of her pen.

Chen Lang followed and reached out to hold the flashlight for her, the beam steadily shining on the area she was checking.

"Titan has already scanned everything. If they missed checking two items, Manager Shen shouldn't dock my pay, right?"

Article 3 of the contract.

"When did we get a third option?"

"You cannot act alone after getting off the vehicle."

"That's what you added later."

Shen Qingci crouched down, her knees almost touching the damp cement floor.

She inserted the mirror probe into the gap in the chassis guard plate, her eyes fixed on the reflection in the mirror.

"You drew a checkmark next to it."

"That means you've seen it."

"If you have any opinions, you should raise them on the spot. Marking a checkmark means you agree."

Chen Lang held a flashlight, the light moving forward with the probe to illuminate the dark metal structure.

"Shen, you're quick to learn law."

"Enough for you."

"Okay, I agree. Article 3 is now in effect."

The lights moved along the chassis and shone over the heavy truck's skid plates.

Muddy water dripped onto his trouser legs. Shen Qingci took a half step back and checked the tow hook, safety bar, tires, and skid plates.

The two returned to the armored door. She wrote "Safety" at the end of her notebook, capped her pen, and relaxed her shoulders.

Footsteps were disorderly at the access control point.

Three young people rushed into the driveway holding their phones, followed by seven or eight tourists, some wearing flip-flops with their coats open, the corners of their clothes fluttering in the wind.

"He's a real playboy! I knew this car was his!"

"Eight wheels, such a big vehicle, you could recognize it even through a wall!"

"Qingci is here too! Quick, start the live stream!"

More than a dozen mobile phones were raised at the same time, and the flashlights lit up one after another.

A boy in a yellow raincoat squeezed to the front row, and a bolded title appeared at the top of the screen.

[The "Wandering God" has arrived in Fenghuang! Filming begins on site with an eight-axle heavy truck!]

The live stream location immediately popped up, specifying the exact name of the campsite.

Chen Lang glanced at the numbers flashing in the upper right corner of the screen. Forty seconds after the broadcast started, the number of viewers had already exceeded 10,000, and the number was still rising rapidly.

The screen was filled with rapidly scrolling comments, all asking which parking spot the heavy truck was parked in. Some people even posted aerial photos of the camp, marking each vehicle in the maintenance area. Others were calculating the time it would take to get there from the heart of the ancient city.

Shi Mancang stepped forward and spread his arms to block the passage.

"Everyone step back and stand outside the yellow line! Cars are constantly coming and going here, blocking the fire lane. If something happens, no one can afford to take responsibility."

The boy in the yellow raincoat stood on tiptoe and held his phone high over Shi Mancang's shoulder, the camera pointed directly at Chen Lang.

"Wanderer, are you going into the ancient city again tonight?"

"Come on in with us! Lots of people are waiting to watch the live stream!"

The people around them joined in the commotion, their voices echoing through the empty camp.

"Now is the perfect time to go to Hongqiao; the lights are all on, otherwise the shops will all be closed!"

As the "Rainbow Bridge" landed, Shen Qingci opened her notebook, where the first stop for tomorrow was written.

She looked up at Chen Lang, then glanced at the back of the crowd.

Outside the streetlights, a man in a black hat stood quietly, his phone held horizontally at his waist, the camera panning around the heavy truck, the parking lines, and the surveillance cameras.

The flesh-colored earphones were pressed against the back of her ears, and her lips kept opening and closing.

Shen Qingci moved closer to Chen Lang, her shoulder brushing against his arm, and spoke in a low voice.

"The one on the right rear, wearing a black hat. He's been taking pictures of the parking space and the surrounding terrain, giving directions to others."

"I saw it."

"Should we stop him?"

"Let him take the picture first."

Chen Lang raised his arm to block a phone camera that was about to hit him, and in doing so, he shielded Shen Qingci on the inside, keeping the chaotic crowd outside.

"Let's see who he plans to send the photos to after he finishes taking them."