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

Just as Titan's notification tone sounded in his headphones, Chen Lang closed the dark brown leather notebook.

Two sets of repeating gaits were observed outside the south gate of the camp.

[One of them had a travel history with the man in the gray raincoat near the jumping rocks, with a match rate of 83%.]

Shen Qingci paused slightly as he finished writing.

The pen tip hovered in mid-air for half a second.

Through the thick bulletproof glass, the rain outside the ancient city had subsided.

The fine rain splattered on the bluestone slabs. Occasionally, locals carrying loads would pass by the campsite entrance with umbrellas, while a few tourists in windbreakers leaned against the eaves of a building across the street, smoking and taking shelter from the rain.

Everything seemed no different from usual.

Beneath the surface, the hidden reefs laid by Zhao Yulan are already approaching.

Shen Qingci did not get up to confirm as she had done before.

She lowered her eyelashes and shoved the pen back into her pencil case with a click.

"Two strings of ginger candy, put them on my tab."

Shen Qingci raised her eyes, her tone resolute.

"There's still one meal left."

Chen Lang bent his knuckles and tapped the cover of the notebook.

"There are still tails watching outside."

"I heard you."

"So you're not going to have lunch?"

Chen Lang raised an eyebrow and looked at her.

"I meant going to eat blood duck."

She answered without the slightest hesitation, her gaze meeting Chen Lang's directly without backing down an inch.

Chen Lang looked at her quietly for two seconds, a hint of admiration in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Alright, the 700-point genius is ordering, and I, the 250, am paying the bill."

"While you're at it... pinch off the little tail at the back too."

"Come on, don't try to be a hero all by yourself again."

Shen Qingci frowned.

"The new rules were just signed, in black and white, and I have no intention of going back on my word."

Shen Qingci stretched out her palm, palm facing upwards.

"So, tell me, what are you planning to do?"

Chen Lang didn't keep them in suspense.

"Turn off location services and just wander around aimlessly. Titan has cut off the coordinates, leaving only the walkie-talkie function."

He paused for a moment, then raised his hand and tapped the center console twice.

The hovering ball, which had been quietly resting on the charging dock, lit up with a faint blue halo, silently detached from the base, and hovered between the two people.

"The live stream continues."

Shen Qingci looked at him.

"Didn't we agree to keep our whereabouts confidential?"

"Three-minute delay, completely blurred background, road signs, store names, and even faces, anything that could reveal the location is pixelated."

Chen Lang leaned lazily against the edge of the table.

"They're practically begging us, just to see if we panic."

"Then be generous and let them see."

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you, creditor, forcing me to pay back that blood duck soup."

Shen Qingci's lips twitched slightly, but she forcibly suppressed them.

"Using the live stream as a witness?"

"Let's also throw out a smokescreen."

Chen Lang raised his hand and made a sweeping motion on the side of the suspended sphere.

[Live stream with extended hours has been set up.]

[Delay time: three minutes.]

Privacy mode is enabled.

Real-time coordinate feedback is off.

[Anomalous device tracking continues.]

When the live stream started, only a corner of the heavy truck's living quarters was visible in the hovering sphere's camera. The scenery outside the window was processed by Titan into a hazy rain curtain, and even the outline of the camp fence was automatically blurred.

The long-waiting audience surged in instantly.

The number of online users jumped from a few thousand to over 100,000 in the blink of an eye.

[It's finally airing!]

Just let them know you're safe; don't ask for your location. Anyone who does is a paparazzi!

[All members of the discipline committee are online in today's live stream.]

[Where's Qingci's notebook? Has he finished writing down the new rules?]

[Wandering God, you'd better explain why you disappeared after jumping off the rock to save someone!]

Chen Lang looked up at the camera, still with that nonchalant expression.

"He's perfectly fine, and he ate the same lunch. Please don't rush to put up missing person notices for me."

The comments scrolled through even faster.

Hearing the word "lunch" put my mind at ease.

[Blood-stained duck! Blood-stained duck! Don't even think about going back on your bet from this morning!]

[Qingci, quickly supervise this idiot to pay off his debt!]

Shen Qingci glanced at the comments section.

"Did you see that?"

She pointed to the screen.

"Netizens are all watching to see if you can pay off your debts."

"With 100,000 supervisors watching, I'm under a lot of pressure."

Chen Lang opened the administrator panel and added all keywords such as "Phoenix", "camp", "Rainbow Bridge" and "real-time location" to the hidden list.

"But let me make this clear upfront: there's a delay in the live stream, and the background is blurry. So please don't guess the location, don't camp out there, and definitely don't block the streets."

Shen Qingci stood next to the floating sphere and added a sentence.

"We'll just go wherever we end up today. The live stream will just be about enjoying the scenery and having meals; we won't reveal the specific locations."

[Received, no need to guess the address!]

Protecting privacy starts with me.

[Report anyone who dares to post their location.]

Have fun, we'll just keep you company from behind our screens.

Chen Lang turned off the live chat notifications and turned to look at Shen Qingci.

"Let's go from the north and see which fool will follow us."

"And then what happens after you've got your eye on them?"

"You decide when the time comes—whether you continue shopping or go back to the car for some peace and quiet."

Shen Qingci grabbed the tie-dye shawl that Bai Weiwei had given her from the table and casually draped it over her shoulders.

The ebony prayer beads on her wrist peeked out from her sleeve.

She reached out and pushed the prayer beads back, then glanced at the floating ball that had entered follow mode.

"Let's go eat first."

Chen Lang chuckled as he watched her nimble movements.

"Wow, you're so steady?"

"They go through all that trouble just hoping I'll be scared and run around in the streets, right?"

She reached out and pulled open the heavy armored door.

A river breeze carrying moisture rushed towards her, ruffling the hair at her temples.

"I'm not going to let them have their way today; I'll outlive them."

The live stream was delayed by three minutes before the sentence was finally delivered to the viewers.

The live chat exploded with comments.

[Qingci's line is so cool!]

She's really different now.

[In the past, I would just remain silent when faced with problems; now I directly ask the other party to work overtime.]

[The person sent by the stepmother: Listen, I want to say thank you.]

Please be careful and don't take risks for the sake of live streaming!

Chen Lang picked up the black umbrella by the door and followed, his tone indulgent.

"This job is getting harder and harder these days."

"He talks a lot of nonsense when he's in debt."

The levitating ball silently emerged from the car door and rose into the air first.

Instead of filming a panoramic view of the camp, Titan kept the camera firmly locked below the shoulders of the two figures. Doorways, building corners, and the faces of passersby were all obscured in real-time by a flowing mosaic.

The two avoided the main gate of the camp.

Shi Mancang, with his keen insight, helped open the small iron gate on the north side where supplies were transported.

Outside the door is a narrow path that runs along the riverbank.

The stone steps are perpetually damp and slippery, with moss stubbornly clinging to the base of the walls. Only a few residents carrying vegetables and tourists packing up their umbrellas and heading home are seen along the way.

Far from the hustle and bustle of the commercial street, it exudes a lively and down-to-earth atmosphere.

I had only taken two steps when Titan's mechanical voice entered my headphones.

The primary target remains at the South Gate, seemingly acting as a lookout.

The second target is moving, circling around the north bank of the river, and its speed is increasing.

Shen Qingci's steps didn't falter even by half a beat.

In the past, upon hearing the words "someone is following you," she would have turned around in terror, frantically searching for a way out, waiting for Chen Lang to tell her what to do.

This time, she didn't even glance back.

How far away?

Her voice was very low, only audible through her headset. Titan automatically muted this sentence from the delayed live stream audio track.

"Eighty-seven meters."

Chen Lang's gaze swept across the river.

"They're squatting in a dead corner, separated by two rows of bungalows."

"Can you see us?"

"You can't see it right now."

"Then keep going, don't stop."