However, his mood grew heavier... Was he really going to stay in this dungeon for a hundred days until he was resurrected? Staying alone in a ruin with no one and no ghosts for a hundred days would surely drive him crazy.

I don't know how Shen Yuan is doing now. He was seriously injured...

Thinking of Shen Yuan, whose life or death was unknown, Xiao Tangqiu's mood suddenly became even heavier. Shen Yuan seemed to have suffered a fatal injury, and it was unknown whether he could survive. If Shen Yuan survived, he should have recovered his memory, right? And Tang Mianmian, this guy must have thought he was dead, and who knew how heartbroken he would be...

Until he finally couldn't stand this terrible loneliness anymore, he opened the live broadcast room again, only to find that the countdown on the live broadcast room had only turned over one day - there were still 98 days until his resurrection.

Xiao Tangqiu almost fell into despair. Is the day so long?

But the only thing he can be thankful for is that he can still look at the barrage in the live broadcast room. Even though he has no idea who the audience behind the barrage are or whether they really exist, he can at least look at those barrages to comfort himself that he is not alone.

His only fear was that his livestreams would be too boring and lead to his departure. However, to his surprise, they seemed to be quite amused by his life as a ghost. He was both relieved and speechless. These days, people really watch everything livestreamed. If he could ever return to the real world, he might even write a book called "My Years as a Livestream Ghost"...

Because being a ghost was too lonely, Xiao Tangqiu even began to try to interact with the audience in the live broadcast room. When he was a horror game anchor, he naturally interacted with the audience frequently, but after coming to this horror game world, he had never tried to interact with the audience in the "live broadcast room". Firstly, the time of this special skill was too short, only one minute, and there was no time for interaction. Secondly, he was afraid that talking to the air would be regarded as a psychopath by others. Thirdly, he was subconsciously afraid of the identities of these audiences. Separated by a live broadcast room, who knew whether these audiences were human or ghosts?

Now he no longer has these concerns. He can keep the live broadcast room open and talk to himself without being treated as a lunatic by others, because there is no one else here. Besides, he has become a ghost now. He is dead and cold. Who is afraid of whom?

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"Hello everyone, welcome to Piaopiao's live broadcast room. I'm your host—a ghost who's so handsome I almost died. Today is the thirty-eighth day since my death..."

"Today, I'm going to talk about how to float stylishly as a ghost. As we all know, some ghosts float sideways, some float vertically, and some float diagonally. So, how can we float the most stylishly? Let me demonstrate. First, we need to make ourselves very light..."

In a blink of an eye, Xiao Tangqiu had been trapped in this copy for thirty-eight days. He had explored all the maps in Baigui Village and Baigui Town. He was so bored that he could only play by himself.

On the thirty-eighth day after becoming a ghost, he continued to live broadcast himself playing by himself as usual, and interacted with the audience in the live broadcast room to prevent himself from going crazy and depressed due to being too lonely. Although such days remained the same day after day, the barrage in the live broadcast room still brought him a little comfort.

However, on this day, changes occurred.

Xiao Tangqiu was live streaming when he suddenly felt an earthquake around him. He was startled and quickly floated into the air, only to find that the Hundred Ghosts Town, which had been reduced to ruins, began to reorganize rapidly. In just a few seconds, it returned to the way it was when he first entered this copy.

Just as he was confused and shocked, he once again felt a strange magnetic field fluctuation coming from the direction of the tunnel. This feeling seemed somewhat familiar.

His heart, which had been gradually numbing in despair, was suddenly filled with a huge wave of shock... Could it be that another player had entered this dungeon?

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