Moon Shadow Mountain's Livestream Room
Finally, the head shattered on the ground, and tomato sauce smeared all over the red plastic floor.
From then on, a terrifying legend began to circulate in the dormitory:
It is said that some people experience sleep paralysis in the middle of the night. When they open their eyes, they see a headless girl sitting by their bed, muttering, "I have no head, I have no head to see my grandma."
She was holding a chainsaw, about to cut off a living person's head and attach it to herself.
One night, someone was walking in the corridor when they saw a living classmate whose head had been cut off in half and who was running away. In the end, the girl without a head replaced his head and took his place.
The person who was walking in the corridor at midnight posted on the forum.
The replies below jokingly teased her: "Touch your neck and above, has your head been replaced?"
The person who posted the message shared a selfie she took in front of a mirror.
The face in the mirror was unmistakably that of the student whose head had been cut off:
"Does my new hairstyle look good?"
The post was dismissed as a student's prank, and the post was deleted and the account was banned.
However, every time at 3:15 a.m., the deleted post will float back to the top of the forum as the first pinned post.
This is clearly a case of the victim becoming a monster after death.
As a seasoned forensic doctor with many years of experience—no, a veteran exorcist—Lin Xue was absolutely certain.
But why didn't that tragic granddaughter seek revenge on the celebrity student, the princess, who killed her?
Lin Xue also had a general idea of this: the Weirdos harbor a deep fear of those who have killed them; they generally only harm innocent people, but dare not kill those who have killed them—
It's not so much that they dare not, but rather that they lack the ability.
Those who kill the supernatural are those supernatural weaknesses.
Therefore, the Supernatural Society established the Supernatural Mutual Aid Association to help other Supernatural beings kill the targets they want to kill.
—Well, it has nothing to do with me anyway.
After mentally labeling the head-swapping monster as "extremely dangerous," Lin Xue decided to ignore the matter.
Everyone has their own cause and effect. All he has to do is make those causes and effects happen.
——
Meanwhile, the celebrity student who killed the old lady's granddaughter, a princess, is celebrating her birthday.
The attendant ran over with the cake box: "Your Highness, your cake has arrived!"
"Cut it for me!" The princess sat lazily on the sofa, drinking her wine.
The younger brother excitedly opened the box.
Suddenly, he tumbled and sat down on the ground.
"What are you doing? What's all the fuss about?" The princess kicked her underling away.
The younger brother looked up in terror, his eyes trembling uncontrollably: "The cake... is... a human head!"
Without being reminded, the princess had already made eye contact with the head's eyes.
That was none other than the face of that small-town girl.
She froze for a second, then let out a shrill, eerie laugh and slammed the human head from the cake onto the ground.
"You couldn't beat me when you were alive, but you're still causing trouble after you're dead. I'll make sure you fall and die, you ugly monster!"
The head fell to the ground, shattered like a smashed tomato.
The princess looked at the mangled head and burst into laughter:
"What do you think I was thinking after I killed you?"
"Do you think I would be unable to sleep well day and night? Worried that your ghost would come knocking on my door?"
Do you think I'll feel regretful and guilty, or worry about what will happen if my bad deeds are exposed?
You're mistaken!
"Since I've decided to kill you, I've never been afraid of the consequences!"
"Even if things are exposed, as long as I am valuable enough, those people will protect me. What does it matter if one person dies?"
"Only you, only trash like you, will be thrown into the garbage dump and swarm with flies!"
"As long as I have value, I don't need to pay a price for anything I do!"
The princess spoke and laughed wildly, unaware that her henchmen's expressions were growing increasingly terrifying:
"Your Highness, your face..."
The princess snorted irritably, "What's wrong with my face?"
"Isn't my face pretty?"
The henchman's voice trembled, and he was almost fainting: "Your face... looks like that head's face."
The princess rushed into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
In the mirror, the part below her neck was her own body, but the head above her neck had been replaced by the same one from before.
Then what did I throw on the ground?
The princess hurriedly ran towards the spot where the head had been smashed.
Pick up the head and turn it over—
She met her own disfigured face.
She touched her face, which had become hideous, and screamed loudly, "Ah—!"
Just then, she saw a pair of slender legs wearing blood-stained stockings pass by in front of her.
The headless girl bent down, picked up her head from the ground, and easily put it on her neck like a hood, rotating and securing it.
His head was covered in blood from the fall, and many parts of it were broken and dented.
The strange girl took out her makeup palette, looked in the small mirror, and dabbed at the bloodstains on her face.
The wound was quickly repaired by the masterful makeup artistry.
She seemed very satisfied, admiring her new appearance in the mirror for a long time.
I also noticed that my new head is much smaller than my previous one.
It better meets the aesthetic requirements for being photogenic.
She gave a stiff laugh:
"Okay, I'm taking your head with me."
"How should I tell my grandma? Should I just say I had plastic surgery and got a new head?"
——
Herinés's office.
Lin Xue discovered that the door was not locked, but was ajar.
That must have been deliberately kept by Heriné.
He knocked on the door a few times to make sure Cherenes wasn't doing anything inside that he couldn't be seen.
However, Herines's sweet, slug-like voice did not ring out for a long time.
Something's not right.
"What are you up to now?" As soon as the word "ghost" was uttered, Lin Xue saw Herines's corpse lying on the ground.
His face, head, and shoulders were covered in blood, as if he had been hit by something falling from a great height.
The deceased was in a very stable emotional state, and his smile was unusually peaceful.
Lin Xue grabbed Herines by the hair and saw a fatal wound on his head.
Then, he looked up and saw that Herines was standing next to the bookshelf, and next to him, a blood-stained lead ball had rolled down.
Why are there shot puts on the bookshelf?
Cherenes was holding a piece of paper in his hand:
"I am not behind this."
"There is someone else behind this."
“I feel like someone is manipulating me to do bad things, and I am innocent.”
"While I was investigating the real mastermind, a shot put fell from the bookshelf."
"He must be trying to kill me to cover it up."
"Please be sure to expose the truth and restore justice to everyone."
Lin Xue was speechless for a moment, then grabbed Herines's clothes and shook him frantically: "Wake up, get up, it's not your time to die yet."
"There's too much drama involved."
However, Herines remained unmoved.
So Lin Xue began to undress Herines piece by piece.
First the tie, then the suit, then the vest, and then the shirt…
Cherenes jumped up in a flash and hugged himself.
"What do you want to do to an evil god who is completely innocent?"
"I'm not some kind of evil god."
"Even if I die, I will be a chaste and virtuous goddess."
Lin Xue looked at him with a "What are you thinking about?" expression.
“I discovered that every St. Leah student had a live-streaming camera on them, constantly broadcasting the situation around them.”
"Since it's a live stream, there must be some restrictions on the atmosphere."
"I want to try and see if undressing a real corpse would trigger a yellow alert and get blocked."
"You are so vicious."
"I can't compare to you."
"You are desecrating a corpse."
"o_O Does even the corpse of an evil god need to be respected?"
Herines let out a long sigh: "How did you find the live-streaming camera?"
Lin Xue took out her phone, and the screen displayed a forum post: "You can see what I eat during summer vacation on the forum."
"There is no other explanation other than the fact that it was broadcast live."
"Oh dear, you found out." Herines whirled around, instantly transforming into a completely new body, the bloodstains vanishing in an instant. "So, are you going to make me shut down your livestream?"
"At the cost of not getting any points?"
"There's something I want to know," Lin Xue said quietly.
"What is it? I'm always open and honest with you, I'll tell you everything I know."
"Live broadcast...is it broadcast 24/7?"
Herines immediately understood what Lin Xue meant: "You're worried about privacy, right? Don't worry, our live stream is very green and healthy, there's absolutely no borderline content."
"...So you were originally planning to release a borderline live stream?"
“Ah, I had thought about that, but now I have a better idea,” Herines smiled. “How about letting the anchor decide for themselves whether or not to broadcast private content as paid content?”
"I'm curious whether the streamer, who initially insisted on not broadcasting, will change his mind, lured by the points and the competition among other students?"
"You want to force a good woman into prostitution?"
“I didn’t force them into prostitution,” Cherenes defended himself. “First, I didn’t force them to broadcast anything suggestive, did I?”
"Second, whether to broadcast or not is entirely voluntary for each individual. Even if you don't broadcast, there is no punishment."
"Third, if we have to blame someone, we should blame those who broadcast borderline content beforehand. They are the ones who have driven the market into vicious competition. In the end, points will be devalued, and even if some people want to refuse to broadcast, they will have to compromise because they don't have enough points to spend."
"The one to blame is the desire of those who started the bad trend."
"I have never supported them broadcasting content that skirts the edge of the law, but what can I do if they want to broadcast it themselves?"
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[Desperate Labor in the Livestream Room]
"PK PK!"
"Oh ho ho, he lost. Make him take off his socks and put on those fishnet stockings."
"Pour some more yogurt on your feet!"
"Go do 100 squats on that lying mannequin!"
It's another guaranteed 4 hours of live streaming time every day.
It starts at 10 p.m. and ends at 2 a.m.
Preparing for a live stream, including makeup, setting up, and changing clothes, takes about an hour.
And they have to extend the duration from time to time.
Wearing the revealing outfit required by the guild, Yueying Xiaoshan forced a sweet smile and kept asking people entering the live stream to send her gifts.
The barrage of vulgar and offensive comments made her feel extremely disgusted every time she saw them.
Delete! Delete!
As soon as Yueying Xiaoshan deleted those comments, the system automatically banned those users. Those users then registered new accounts and returned to Yueying Xiaoshan's live stream, posting another dozen or twenty obscene and vulgar comments.
Her sweet smile was about to crumble. Tsukikage Koyama trembled with anger as she asked the viewers in the live stream for a break: "I need to drink some water first, my throat is hoarse."
Because of the long hours of live streaming, Tsukikage Koyama has developed chronic pharyngitis.
Sometimes, when I'm under a lot of pressure or talk too much, it can trigger an attack.
"Ugh, this is so annoying. None of the other streamers drink water."
"Why are there so many things to do!"
Yueying Xiaoshan is already a seasoned live streamer, so he didn't pay attention to the dissatisfaction in the live stream room.
As emotions ran high in the live stream, discontent grew.
Even with constant management by moderators, there are still countless people who, after being banned, simply change their accounts and continue to leave negative reviews.
"Everyone, please don't spend money on streamers. Focus on spending time with them. You can't use the money anyway! Besides, if streamers made money, they wouldn't be streaming; they'd be spending time with their big spenders."
When Yueying Xiaoshan saw this provocative comment, he felt dizzy and was about to say, "If you guys don't send money, how am I supposed to live off the wind while I'm streaming here every day?"
A gift knocked her unconscious.
[“Because I’m too smart, I have no hair” sent a bouquet of fireworks to “Soft and Sweet is a Sweet Little Kitten”.]
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