Who is Ji Qian talking to?

Did you hear that?! It sounds like a woman is saying the clothes are hers!

No way, no way, this is giving me goosebumps!

【I'm done playing, my cabinet is moving!】

[Thanks for the invitation, I'm terrified.]

Ji Qian really does have a strange quality about her.

【Ying Xu, protect me!】

【Xu Qi, protect me!】

[Those two ahead of him, they're even having trouble protecting themselves.]

"Huh?" Perhaps because she was too nervous, Ji Qian didn't hear what the woman said.

The woman cooperated and repeated it again, but her tone was noticeably more impatient.

"...Clothes, I.../Dinner is at five o'clock today! Everyone, don't be late!" The cook, Old Li, was a muscular man with a rough and powerful voice. He already had a loud voice, but he somehow got hold of a megaphone, and his shout completely drowned out the female ghost's gloomy voice.

Ji Qian felt that she even had a bit of tinnitus from the shock.

"Excuse me, could you please say it again?"

woman:……

"Awooo!" The female ghost stopped talking and pounced straight at Ji Qian. Han Mengyao, who was released, slumped to the ground, the color of her arm turning almost purplish-blue.

Seeing that Han Mengyao had been released, Ji Qian turned around and ran without hesitation, running down the stairs and rushing into the program's monitoring room.

[Director: Oh no, our base has been raided!]

[Director Liu: Don't come any closer!]

[Is Ji Qian retaliating for Lao Liu's earlier remark? Right? Right?]

This is Ji Qian's high-level maneuver, a life-or-death situation for the production team.

In the monitoring room, Director Liu and the other staff watched as Ji Qian ran over: "Quick, quick! Lock the door!" Before he finished speaking, Ji Qian pushed the door open and looked at the assistant director who was about to close it.

"Aa ...

"There are no cameras here, right?" Ji Qian drew the machete from her waist and stared intently at the fierce-looking female ghost opposite her.

"No!" It was the cook, Old Li, who spoke, his voice as loud and clear as ever.

The female ghost looked in the direction of the sound, and Old Li, with his thick, beautiful hair, stood out conspicuously against the backdrop of the bald crowd around him.

Seeing the female ghost change her target, Ji Qian rushed forward and stood in front of Old Li, severing both of the female ghost's arms with a swift stroke of her knife.

"Great!!!" Although no one could see the female ghost, Ji Qian's double-sword wielding was really good, and the assistant director, who was huddled in the corner, couldn't help but shout "Great!"

Unfortunately, this machete was all show and no substance; the blade chipped after just one strike.

Ji Qian didn't linger. Seeing that the next attack was about to come, she simply threw down her machete, grabbed a piece of cloth, and rushed forward, covering the female ghost's head with it.

The production crew then realized they were seeing a ghost. Underneath the blanket with SpongeBob SquarePants printed on it, a humanoid creature was struggling desperately.

Stop looking! Come and help!

The female ghost struggled fiercely, and Ji Qian was slapped several times by Patrick Star on the blanket in just a few seconds.

Director Liu was dumbfounded. You see, he'd been making shows for almost twenty years, covering practically every kind of supernatural program, but this was truly the first time he'd ever seen such a vivid ghost. It wasn't until Ji Qian spoke that he seemed to snap out of his daze: "Quick! Help!!"

It would have been better if he hadn't spoken; his words made the staff retreat even faster, with only the assistant director grabbing Director Liu and lunging at him.

Actually, Director Liu wasn't planning to go himself, but the assistant director was standing right next to him, and when he rushed forward, he grabbed him and pulled him over.

The two men rushed over and were at a loss as to what to do when they saw Ji Qian hugging the blanket. Ji Qian, however, was quite uninhibited: "Director Liu, come here and hug her like I am. Assistant Director, please squat down and hug the edge of the blanket!"

Director Liu and his assistant director quickly did as instructed. Although they were also a little panicked, they couldn't see the ghost's specific appearance, and felt as if they were clinging to a ball of air that was constantly struggling.

Seeing that the two directors had subdued the female ghost, Ji Qian immediately let go and focused on searching for a suitable weapon in the room.

Who would have thought that everything in the monitoring room heavy enough to be used to hit someone was so expensive that Ji Qian was stunned. There were no knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, or forks, not even a simple brick.

Ji Qian searched around but couldn't find a suitable one, so she had to settle for the second best and grabbed the largest swivel chair in the room.

"Get out of the way!!"

Ji Qian raised the swivel chair and smashed it at the female ghost. The assistant director successfully dodged it, but Director Liu, being old and frail, was unable to dodge in time and was slammed to the ground along with the female ghost.

When fear reaches its extreme, it turns into anger. Ji Qian's fear level had reached its peak, and she didn't care about the director who had been accidentally injured. With a side shot, she slapped the female ghost against the wall.

The blanket wrapped around the female ghost fluttered in the wind, revealing her two empty eye sockets that met Ji Qian's gaze. Ji Qian's tears of fear welled up in her eyes once again.

But this did not slow down Ji Qian's speed in rushing towards the female ghost. She took two quick steps to catch up with the female ghost and slammed her down again, followed by a continuous series of blows.

Ji Qian was already bloodthirsty, tears streaming down her wide, angry eyes. Perhaps due to the intense stimulation, the corners of her mouth turned up, her expression ferocious, as if she had been killing fish at RT-Mart for ten years.

So whenever Ji Qian kicked up dust, the staff who were already huddled in the corner would retreat a little further.

When Ji Qian finally flattened the female ghost into a pancake, she found the twenty-odd staff members of the production crew huddled together in a corner less than five meters wide, trembling with fear.

"Is it over?" The first to speak was Tie Tan, the assistant director of the production team. Ji Qian looked up at him, the bloodshot in her eyes still lingering, making the assistant director feel uneasy.

"That's about it. Do you have any bottles?"

"A beverage bottle?"

"Alright!"

The female screenwriter who had struck up a conversation picked up an empty Coke bottle from her seat and handed it to Ji Qian. Ji Qian picked up the now liquid-like female ghost and stuffed it into the bottle, while comforting the ghost, "The bottle packaging is red too. Try to think positively, just think of it as wearing an imported wedding dress."

Female ghost: You're actually a pretty nice person!

Screw the cap on, Ji Qian picked up the Coke bottle and was about to open the door to leave. Director Liu wanted to stop her and ask her something, but remembering how Ji Qian had flattened the female ghost with her bare hands earlier, he ultimately couldn't bring himself to speak.

When Ji Qian came out of the monitoring room, the live stream room exploded after not seeing anyone for a long time.

[Ji Qian is out! She's alive!!]

Where are the production crew?! Were they fed ghosts by Ji Qian's fan club?!

Don't spread rumors! A ghost can't eat that many people at once.

[Those in front, tell your story!]