I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

Soon, the live chat started to fill up, and almost all of them were telling the streamer to run away.

But the strangest thing is that Ah Feng, who was standing on the manhole cover, didn't react at all.

"What's that sound? Where's the sound? Brothers, don't stir up trouble! The moment this amulet lights up, that water ghost will be scared out of its wits!"

Ah Feng was still bragging to the camera.

"Hahaha! Guys, I've seen this kind of trick used by streamers years ago!"

Just as he was laughing wildly, millions of eyes in the live stream witnessed a scene that made their sanity plummet.

A dark green trail of water was slowly trickling down Ah Feng's nose.

Next came the ears, and then the corners of the eyes.

But he didn't react at all, as if the body wasn't his own.

The amulet on his chest was still flashing red, firmly blocking the yin energy outside.

But the rules of the mermaids don't require breaking down the defenses from the outside...

Chu Chu just told Lin Yan that Miss Mermaid has a well-known ability in the bizarre world.

In her domain, she is the master of water.

"Brother Feng, you're bleeding! No, it's green pus!"

"Holy crap, this is disgusting! Run!"

"Stop broadcasting! You're bleeding from all seven orifices!"

The chat was quickly flooded with fear; the inexplicable singing and the eerie green liquid on Ah Feng's body made everyone forget that this was a live stream.

Ah Feng stared blankly at the screen full of comments for a moment.

He subconsciously reached up and touched his nose; it felt sticky.

He looked down and saw his hands covered in dirty water, which also smelled of dead fish that made him want to vomit.

"What? What is this...?"

Ah Feng's laughter sound effect got stuck.

He suddenly felt an excruciating tightness in his lungs, as if countless seaweeds were tightly wrapped around his trachea.

His breath was abruptly cut off, and his mouth gaped open, looking like a dying fish.

He wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a single word; he could only make hoarse sounds.

Just like that child under the flashing lights three years ago.

His prized amulet was now flashing red light.

Suddenly, with a crack, the amulet split open in the middle, and the red light went out instantly.

Ah Feng's legs went weak, and he knelt down next to the manhole cover with a thud, his hands gripping his neck tightly as if something was clinging to him there.

The two bodyguards in black panicked. They wanted to go up and check the situation, but they were afraid of getting themselves tainted by something unclean.

Ah Feng was on the verge of death; his consciousness was beginning to fade...

"That's about it."

Lin Yan muttered something to himself.

In this game of cat and mouse, the prey must survive to reach the finish line to make it interesting.

[Lin Yan]: Sister Haixiao, that's enough. If you keep going, you'll kill him. There are several other sisters in line behind him.

[The Mermaid from the Sewers]: Shut up!!! Don't call me that!

The ethereal singing stopped shortly after the message was received.

"Ugh! Cough cough cough!!!"

The moment the singing stopped, Ah Feng spat out a mouthful of dirty water.

He almost died.

It really was just a tiny bit off.

Ah Feng looked at the stagnant water on the ground, then glanced at the broken amulet.

That feeling... was like being held underwater, unable to breathe at all, it felt so real.

He had a premonition that if it had been ten seconds longer, he would definitely have died.

"Feng, Brother Feng... Shall we retreat? This place is really damn creepy."

The assistant was so scared that his teeth were chattering, and he was gripping Ah Feng's arm tightly.

"Brother Feng, let's go. Let's not make this money..."

"withdraw?"

He turned to look at the live stream data in his assistant's hand.

With 12 million people online, it's the most popular topic across the entire internet, and the amount of money donated is already close to eight figures!

His mind flashed back to the first few years of his live streaming career.

To gain traffic, he has eaten live octopus, drunk foot bath water, and even danced at a gravesite.

And what was the result? They were still trampled underfoot and laughed at by their competitors.

It wasn't until three years ago, when he finally managed to latch onto a powerful figure, that he finally reached the threshold of becoming a top star.

He had waited far too long for this day.

He paid too high a price and lost too much for this day.

Asking him to give up now? Dream on!

"Fuck you!" Ah Feng abruptly flung his assistant's hand away.

Sending him back now would be worse than letting him die here. He grabbed the broken wooden amulet from his chest.

"You know nothing! Didn't you see the data?! Twelve million people are watching me! This wealth and status I earned with my life!"

Ah Feng's voice almost cracked from shouting.

"Even if there are eighteen levels of hell ahead of me, I'm going to wade through them to make this money! Even the King of Heaven himself would have to give way to me!!!"

After he finished speaking, he gestured for his assistant to turn the microphone back on.

The assistant hesitated and didn't move, so he snatched it away.

"Family members! Did you see that?! That water ghost was really fierce! But the talisman the guild gave me saved me, and it backfired on me!"

He wiped the green liquid from his face and began to hypnotize himself, while also brainwashing the audience:

"What does this mean? It means our magical artifacts worked! It was afraid of us in the first hurdle! We've taken it down!"

"That's it? You think you can make me back down? I'll show it what it means to be a true man and not kneel before anyone but the God of Wealth!"

This reckless, self-deceptive self-consolation, coupled with his pale, green face, actually managed to create some effect in the live stream.

Some people actually fall for this. They just love watching the drama unfold. Do you think this ghost can find me through the internet?

This was the general consensus among the viewers in the live stream, which significantly reduced the atmosphere of panic in the chat.

"Next stop! An abandoned motorcycle factory! We'll take you on a midnight tour of death rock electronic music."

Next came the boring gift-giving segment during the transfer, so Lin Yan simply muted the live stream.

He leaned back on the sofa, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on his phone screen.

This idiot has gone mad, and that's exactly the effect he wanted.

Abandoned heavy machinery factory.

This is the territory of the "Funeral Love Family: Heavy Metal Nun".

This nun was the first female guest to receive his red envelope.

Lin Yan would often see this person's posts in the group chat.

Compared to the mermaid's subtle and ruthless style, the nun's methods would definitely be more volatile and direct.

Not long after, several vehicles from Ah Feng's team stopped in front of a rusty iron gate.

The buildings here still retain the rugged style of heavy industry, with tall chimneys and triangular roofs.

The factory was pitch black, but there were faint low-frequency vibrations coming from underground, making the footage a bit blurry.

"Family members! Did you hear that?! This noise! ​​This atmosphere!!!"

To cover up his earlier embarrassment, Ah Feng is now behaving even more exaggeratedly.

He held up a selfie stick and twisted his body at the factory gate.

Unfortunately, he really didn't have any talent for dancing; his movements were exactly like a roadblock zombie.

The comments section was getting increasingly excited.

He strode into the factory, with two bodyguards closely following behind.

Although the two guys wanted to leave early, the other party charged them more money on the way.

They gave so much that it was impossible to refuse.