Chapter 88 A Mistake

Starting from this netizen, the atmosphere of the forum changed completely. Everyone left "last words" and was determined to go and watch the mysterious live broadcast.

"How old are you upstairs? Why are you still doing homework?"

"Ah, I'll go too. If I don't come back, my fiancée... please pass on my love for her. As for the human, you better keep it for me."

"I solemnly submit my debt, approximately one million star coins, to my downstairs. Please remember to help me repay it..."

"No, no, I can't hold on any longer. I'd better go with you..."

"Hahaha, I don't have any debts, I have homework, and I still have a hundred questions. Please help me pass them down..."

…

This thread has been getting more and more crowded. I counted and there are probably more than a hundred people who have gone there, but none of them have responded.

"No, I can't help it. I believe in myself. If I die, my wealth and my debts will perish with me. I won't cause trouble for the Federation anymore!"

"Yes, I can't do it either. Nothing can stop me from going to see it!"

…

"It's terrible. I counted and there are already 20,000 messages. Why am I still waiting?"

"It's so scary. None of those who went there ever came back."

"What should I do? Call the police? He's been missing for less than 24 hours."

"This livestream is incredible! The homework has already reached 10,000 questions. This is going to take years. I can't keep up."

"It's early morning. Is it the time when the Yin energy is at its peak? Is there any master here with me who can give me some courage?"

"I logged out and looked at the title. It's indeed about mental power, but why do I feel like I've entered a house of horrors?"

…

The height of this post building can no longer be measured by quantity. Any message that comes out will soon be covered by a new one.

Those marked in red by the moderator are all those who left messages but did not respond.

New people keep coming in, old people keep leaving, and the liveliness of this forum is constantly changing...

until……

"I'm back, damn, I'm back!"

Finally, the first friend who left and came back appeared.

"Tell me, tell me, what's going on?"

The others immediately perked up, not caring that it was almost dawn. They kept typing away on their keyboards, waiting for the survivor's reply.

"I... didn't dare stay for long. I just checked the ID at the door to make sure I had the right room."

"Then what?"

"Hurry up and tell me."

There are many anxious netizens.

"Ahh, I was so scared! I pushed open the door and there were over 30,000 people inside, over 30,000 people, all online!"

"So what's wrong? What's so scary?!" asked the netizen.

"What's weird is that there was no movement in that room! Thirty thousand people didn't move! Do you know what that means?"

"There's no host in that room, only a painting! I looked at the reward pool, and there's nothing in it! Not even a dime!"

"They didn't quit, nor did they give tips. They didn't say anything, and even the comments weren't visible! What do you think they're doing?!"

"I was so scared that I stepped back, and then..."

"What happened next?" Netizens were almost driven crazy by his lisp.

"Then, I unconsciously looked up and saw the painting!"

"Oh my god, I was so scared! That painting moved! I felt like it was pulling me in and I couldn't stop looking at it. I felt so dizzy!"

"Then I pinched myself and finally got out!"

"I've already reported this to the backstage. How could Star Network allow such a horrific live broadcast?! The others must have been mesmerized by that painting!"

Netizens looked at each other in bewilderment, excitement mingled with fear.

"Is that so? Then I'll go take a look too."

"Let's go, let's go together, let's be brave!"

…

"Fuck! I'm back! What the guy above said was right! This is so fucking scary!"

"This is definitely a supernatural event! Forty thousand people, and all forty thousand people haven't logged off. What do you think? Will there be a mass death tomorrow?!"

"That's impossible! In all these years, I've never heard of anyone suddenly dying from surfing the Internet!"

"How can this harm anyone?"

"No matter what, there's something strange about this live broadcast room. There must be something wrong."

"A live broadcast room with no host, no action, no rewards, no conversation, and no comments is definitely problematic!"

"Report, I've reported it, who of you will follow?!"

"We have strength in numbers. Those friends who have gone are still waiting for us to rescue them!"

"Is Tengxun customer service open 24 hours a day?"

"No, no, customer service is 24 hours a day, but to handle this kind of incident, I'm afraid they have to report it to their superiors, so the timeframe is uncertain."

"Hurry up, keep reporting, find more people, we have to get the higher-ups to take this seriously!"

…

At three o'clock in the morning, netizens breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, alright, we succeeded. We finally sealed that room!"

"It's so scary, you know? It's supernatural!"

"What's going on?"

Someone immediately started to take over the conversation while relaxing.

Everyone felt that it was a very satisfying thing to personally participate in such a battle and to single-handedly shut down an evil dark force.

They didn't sleep either and continued to speak freely in the forum.

"I can't even find the IP address of that room. Do you think it's supernatural or not?!"

"Tsk... I chose the confidentiality level, okay? Do you think Tengxun's father is a pushover? Can you just take his name off me?!"

"The person upstairs, your kitchen is leaking!" the netizen who was looking for the IP said immediately.

"Don't be ridiculous. You don't live in my house, so how do you know...?"

"Fuck! Master, I was wrong!"

The netizen above unconsciously looked up and actually saw that his kitchen was leaking. "Master, hacker master, please don't leak my privacy!"

“Wow…”

A single stone caused a thousand ripples, and everyone finally understood what the person above meant when he said that the IP could not be found.

A top hacker can't find the IP of this room.

You say it's fantasy or not?!

If Yun Mo were here at this moment, she would probably spit in their faces.

Damn, she wants to deal with Principal Xue, so what's wrong with getting some isolation talismans to practice?

Thanks to the immersive experience of the Star Network, she can condense spiritual talismans in the Star Network and achieve her intended goal.

Only by isolating personal information and hiding the IP address can we achieve true security.

In this way, Yunmo became popular on Tengxun's live broadcast platform, and this forum discussing mental power also became popular.

The backend maintenance worker was typing on the keyboard with a Coke in his mouth. He was stunned to find that the traffic in a few hours had exceeded the cumulative total of the past month.

This is the rhythm of asking for a salary increase!

(End of this chapter)