Chapter 64
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”
The blood moon lengthened his figure, and the resentful cries made his heart tremble and went straight into his ears.
But Yu Qing looked around and didn’t see any living things!
He continued to walk forward, and after a while, he saw a blood-red bench on the left side of the road. On the bench sat a little girl with braids.
The girl was wearing a white dress and was sobbing bitterly. Judging from the direction of her toes and hands, the two braids were clearly on her face.
“Woooo… help me…”
“Help…”
The sobs became more pitiful. Yu Qing stopped, turned his head, glanced, then ignored it without hesitation and continued to move forward.
When the little girl disappeared from sight, Yu Qing found that the entire live broadcast room had breathed a sigh of relief.
[Absolutely amazing! Great! Ah! Wife, your judgment was right! I just saw a host who was stupid enough to care, and then for some reason, the screen in the live broadcast room went black, and they must die!]
[I remember that this little girl used to have a face, but this time her front and back were all full of braids. Mom, I’m scared.]
[When the dungeon gets upgraded, of course, the monsters will too. I’m scared and excited now. Come on, host, I believe you can walk back to the village as quickly as possible!]
One comment after another came into view. Yu Qing continued to walk forward, and after a while, “Woo… help me… help me…”
With his fingertips trembling, he immediately turned his head to the left and found that the little girl he had left behind had appeared beside him again at some point.
Wearing the same braids and saying the same words, her crying sounded more and more terrifying.
‘Help her… help her…’
His eyes moved slightly. Yu Qing took another look, then continued to ignore her and moved forward.
But the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time…
The girl seemed determined to attract his attention, and she would appear exactly on his left every time, sitting on the blood-red bench, her legs faintly dangling.
Huh-huh-huh-huh—
The wind was howling, the road ahead was dark, and a yellowing mountain path wound and led to nowhere.
As the cold wind passed, whoosh—
Yu Qing felt goosebumps all over his body, but he still ignored the little girl and continued walking forward. As he walked, he said, “It’s so scary. I don’t know what happened to the other hosts. Please pay attention to them.”
[Wow, my wife is kind.]
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At the same time, the online audience for the live broadcast of the “Tiying Mountain Village” dungeon continued to increase, and each host had loyal fans.
Although spoilers were not allowed in the live broadcast room, viewers could tell their favourite hosts what other hosts did.
There was a total of twenty screens, large and small, on the huge “Tiying Mountain Village” dungeon wall, and within ten minutes, three of them went dark.
The atmosphere of silence continued to spread.
Finally, a comment appeared: [Host, host, I saw that Yu Qing ignored the little girl and kept walking forward. You should ignore her too and follow the boss’s step. That’s right!]
[Yes, Yu Qing made his audience care about other hosts, proving that he doesn’t mind being imitated.]
[Boss? What kind of boss? I never heard of him.]
[Tch, you don’t know because you’re ignorant. He is a rising star. In his first dungeon, he destroyed the “Angel Mental Sanatorium.” Before the dungeon was repaired, the video of his breakthrough was put on display as an epic textbook. My teacher taught me since I was a child: follow the predecessor, and it’s accurate! Without! Fail!]
Sure enough, on the screen, the host Yu Zi was reminded and started to follow suit.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”
When the cry came again, Yu Zi paused and boldly passed the little girl. It was really okay!
“That little girl won’t take the initiative to attack!!”
The sudden words awakened the audience, and more and more hosts began to follow Yu Qing’s example.
In the dungeon, the little girl had said “help me” again and again, but was ignored each time. Half an hour later, the sound of crying was… there? Dull? Faint?
[Are you turning mute? Hahahaha! I’m laughing to death. Why are the hosts fighting a psychological war with monsters?]
When the comment sounded, Yu Qing lowered his eyes again and noticed that the direction of the comments had obviously changed,
[Oh oh oh, I get it now! This is the only way to the village, but because the dungeon is level six, all the hosts are separated. It’s like they’re doing the same single-line task. The little girl everyone meets on the road is the same!]
[Hahahahaha, the little girl’s been ignored so many times she’s tired of crying. If you take off her braids, you’ll probably see her face covered with swear words, hahahahaha!]
Yu Qing’s ears twitched slightly. He paused and looked at the little girl who had appeared for the sixteenth time.
Well, her voice was indeed hoarse.
She looked less aggressive now, almost like she could be knocked unconscious with a stick.
His eyes shifted, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly as the comment continued with its cheerful tone,
[This dungeon is too funny. It used to be a group of hosts facing the little girl, but now that it’s upgraded to level six, it’s changed to a single-player line.]
[I think so too, but… I feel like if Yu Qing keeps playing, this dungeon will reach level eight! Hahahaha!]
“…”
This simple comment triggered more laughter in the chat. Yu Qing pinched the bridge of his nose and was about to click something from the system when suddenly, he heard [Ding dong——]
[Refreshed live broadcast task: Hosts, please send the little girl back to the village. Take care to protect her, don’t let her get exposed to the wind and rain; also, take care to protect yourselves… don’t get eaten by her.]
[Task time: 1 hour]
[Beep, beep, beep——]
The countdown to the task completion echoed into the ears of every host, instantly triggering a wave of “hahahaha” from the audience.
[I swear this system-forced task refresh is because of Yu Qing. Don’t ask me why—it’s just a gut feeling!]
[+1]
[+10086]
[Ahhhhh! Damn, that reaction time is amazing!]
Within three seconds, before a few more comments could even be sent, the audience noticed that Yu Qing had already moved behind the little girl and had decisively picked up an iron rod from the system mall.
Bang!
He struck the little girl hard on the head.
Then, the live broadcast room fell silent. The comment stopped. They clearly saw Yu Qing knock the little girl unconscious with a single blow. He then bought the cheapest jacket from the system mall, covered her with it, and wrapped her up tightly like a ball.
He tied her up like a rice dumpling with a rope, then bent down to pick her up.
His voice was gentle, soft, and full of comfort: “Be good, uncle will take you home.”
Immediately after, other hosts followed his lead.
Little girl: ‘??… !!!!!’