Yan Jiu spent two days adding ten more tombstones to Huanyun Mountain.

Dean Chen, whose ID account is "One-Click Survival," did not register his household registration, but Yan Jiu tried to secure everything he could for the others.

Therefore, her points increased by 1,000, changing from 2341 to 3341, and her lifespan, excluding seconds, became 10 years, 1 month, 21 days, 18 hours, and 31 minutes.

Only 10 orders away from the reward.

When Yan Jiu finally had a moment to take out her phone, a deluge of messages flooded in.

So, the bottom line for drunken rage is fluid, and the standards are doubled, which still means there's no moral compass.

[I used to have a good impression of Master Jiu, but now? Get lost!]

[Don't you think it's unethical for Jiu Ye to profit from the deceased's online traffic?]

I've disliked her ever since she started promoting products online. I wish her and her fans could enjoy their ashes in urns soon!

Normally.

Such comments would not appear before Yan Jiu's eyes.

However, recently the drunkards have been besieged and have not had time to deal with the situation, so there are not many people controlling the comments and suppressing the offensive remarks.

Yan Jiu started a live stream. Instead of watching videos, she appeared on camera, which was unusual for her.

"I'm sorry I didn't protect you who were standing behind me. There won't be a next time."

It's not your fault, don't apologize!

[Hilarious! They're only now coming out to defend their fans? Where were they before?]

Uh, what do you mean by "no next time"?

Faced with a barrage of criticism, Yan Jiu didn't hesitate and took each of the netizens who made particularly offensive comments to court.

In order to expedite the court's handling of the case, she amended her lawsuit to request the execution by firing squad and to have the request approved.

[Master Jiu understands litigation!]

[I'm asking to be shot!]

This action feels perfectly natural...

[Ninth Master: You wouldn't believe it, would you? I studied law.]

Yan Jiu spent another half a day.

I've read through all the comments.

During this time, he didn't forget to "show his skills" to the court by suing those netizens who made overly aggressive remarks.

Because of Yan Jiu's actions, those netizens who were making a lot of noise dared not step on the landmine again and deleted their comments one after another.

They were puzzled.

Just how much free time does Yan Jiu have?!

It's ridiculous that they would go to such lengths to intervene in a drunken incident!

Is this something a top streamer should do?

Is it reasonable not to be busy making money?

Unlike the trolls, the drunkards knew that Yan Jiu was indifferent and had long been prepared to fight alone. Yan Jiu gave them a big surprise.

The result was that Yan Jiu became even more popular.

[Will Master Jiu end up attacking the badger?]

[Those celebrities in the entertainment industry should take note.]

[Master Jiu and Drunkard have gone their separate ways.]

[Honestly, this is the first time I've seen netizens so fixated on a fan group, indirectly accusing the artist of lacking moral values.]

[Will it eventually turn into a situation where Master Jiu only brings negative influences and sets a bad example for children?]

Some people perfectly illustrate one thing: being alive is a miracle.

I just checked, and the person who started the hashtag #A Brief Discussion on Drunken Ramblings# has deleted their account.

[Afraid of attracting Master Jiu's attention?]

I'd be scared too!

Upon seeing the latest comments, Yan Jiu knew she had found the source, right when she searched for "doll factory".

System: [Host, the "Doll Factory" has just gone bust!]

Mortality rate is a probability, unrelated to the time of death, but Yan Jiu still found it strange when she heard the system's words. Logically speaking, the "doll factory" shouldn't be shut down at this time.

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Not long ago.

The female salesperson received another text message.

The other party told her to go to an address, and the text message also told her that this trip would endanger her life.

She had the option to give up.

The female saleswoman, whose life was already short, thought it over and ultimately chose to embark on an adventure.

She was nothing in her life.

He has cheated insurance companies and swindled people.

She is a sinner.

She would be more than happy to play an important role in the final moments of her life.

then.

She arrived at this bankrupt foreign company.

Abandoned buildings came into view, and weeds and withered trees exuded an alluring yet dangerous atmosphere.

As the sunset faded on the horizon, a bloody scent, as enchanting as the sunset itself, seemed to permeate the air.

The female salesperson listened to the advice in the text message.

Instead of starting a live stream, she stepped directly into the somewhat frighteningly polluted area, and lit a cigarette to bolster her courage.

He wanted to numb himself with nicotine.

A faint spark danced on my fingertips.

The moment she stepped inside, the female salesperson froze on the spot. Why did she smell a fishy smell from the ocean?

At this moment.

"Da, da, da".

The sound of high heels clicking on the ground.

The female saleswoman stood against the wall, and subconsciously looked toward the source of the sound, where she saw a beauty she would never forget.

The beautiful woman touched the cross on her chest with her hand, and the deep look in her eyes revealed a murderous intent.

Baphomet licked his lips and chin with the tip of his tongue: "Look what I found, a delicious little bug. You have a strong aura of death on you, you smell so good."

Her voice was no longer alluring, but extremely eerie, like the sound of rusted metal rubbing together.

Upon seeing the two-finger-long, scarlet tongue of the Baphomet, the female salesperson let out a shrill and sorrowful scream.

"monster!!!"

Baphomet touched his face: "Are you talking about me?"

She suppressed her joyful mood.

Its body emitted a crystalline glow and began to mutate at a visible speed.

The saleswoman's screams covered the entire wall, but soon her voice grew softer and softer.

Before returning to normal, the human-bodied, sheep-headed Bhavamas vomited a pile of clothes and a cell phone.

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