“You’re a bit lonely by yourself. Please have your comrades come up here.”
The Milky Way opened a passage.
The old general was a little surprised. "Is that alright?"
Xinghe smiled and said, "Of course you can. You should also take a good look at the prosperous world you have created."
The ghost path before the Milky Way connects to countless ghosts.
They appeared in the live stream.
The live stream room was packed with ghosts ranging from teenagers to those in their sixties and seventies.
Even if it costs a lot of merit points, Xinghe feels it's worth it.
They should also see this prosperous era built by their ancestors.
Every hero of that era deserves our admiration; they carved out a path to survival amidst devastation and near-certain death.
Xinghe wanted to use the Shrinking Earth technique to lead them on a tour of the Dragon Kingdom's mountains and rivers, but the military arrived first.
They knocked on Xinghe's door and came in.
They bowed to the transparent spirits behind them, saying, "Gentlemen, welcome home."
"We will guide you gentlemen on the journey ahead."
Xinghe stepped back, handing over the main battleground to the people from the military.
"They are skyscrapers. Our Dragon Kingdom has skyscrapers now too."
"What a beautiful house."
"They will never go hungry again, that's wonderful."
"Gentlemen, the military has something you're more interested in. Please follow me."
Intercontinental ballistic missiles, aircraft carriers, J-20 helicopters, submarines, air defense systems...
In just a few decades, China has flourished in all fields and has once again taken center stage on the world stage.
Forty minutes later, all the ghosts returned, their faces beaming with satisfaction.
Having witnessed the current state of China, they have no more regrets.
They smiled at the crowd, then vanished from the face of the earth.
And on Xinghe's body, there was an extra layer of white, faint light of national fortune protection.
That was their gift to her.
On the other side, Xia Ziqi was practically going crazy.
He dialed again, "You saw that! This time she even brought up the military headquarters. Impersonating the military is a serious crime. Arrest her immediately!"
"Everything is showing up normally on our end."
"This is normal?! You mean there really are ghosts in this world, and things like the underworld?"
"I didn't say that, honey."
Xia Ziqi hung up the phone in anger, suspecting he had dialed a fake official number.
He took the assistant's phone again and dialed the number once more; it was the same person who answered.
Upon hearing that voice, Xia Ziqi hung up the phone again.
"Good, good, this streamer who suddenly appeared is something else, she even managed to buy him over!"
[Host, what I'm saying is, is it possible that all of this is real?]
"You mean to say that there really is a hell and ghosts in this world, and that this female anchor can let ghosts come and go from the hell at will?"
"What, is she the King of Hell or who? Does she call the shots in the underworld?"
What if it's true?
Xia Ziqi almost laughed in anger, "If it's true, I'll kneel down and call her dad, and put the video on my homepage for three days and three nights."
Xia Ziqi typed rapidly on the computer.
I've seen through your tricks. Dare to connect with me on voice chat? I'm going to expose you in public!
He copied it countless times and kept sending it, determined that the other side wouldn't see it.
If the other party ignores him, it only proves that she is guilty.
This tactic worked; Xinghe spotted Xia Ziqi's comment among tens of thousands of bullet comments.
A smirk played on her lips. "This person named Ziqi, the anti-counterfeiter on the road, wants to do a live stream with me?"
"Let me look into it. I think it should be possible to connect via live stream on different platforms."
As it turns out, the products produced by the network department are always of high quality. All the functions are complete. Xinghe found the option to connect with Xia Ziqi and initiated a connection request.
The screen is divided into two sides, with Xinghe on the left and Xia Ziqi on the right.
Xia Ziqi said confidently, "I already know how you did it."
"Oh?" Xinghe's kitten eyes lit up, and she grinned. "So how did I do that?"
Xia Ziqi blushed when Xinghe looked at him like that, but he quickly regained his composure.
“You used a combination of live streaming and pre-recorded video. You are currently live streaming as a real person, but the part where you drew people was a pre-recorded video.”
"You also learned about the hot topics that happened during this period in advance, and deliberately found actors like Wenwen and Mingzhi to act in this play."
"Your cleverest trick is that you hired a lot of online trolls, and the comments section is full of people agreeing with you. That way, when we try to expose your lies, the comments will drown us out."
"Although your methods are quite clever, using dead people is disgusting. If you apologize to everyone in the live stream now, I might consider not calling the police to arrest you."
A barrage of comments flooded in...
[Where did this brat come from? His courage is commendable.]
[Should I go scare him now, fairy? Hehe, I'm so bored, I want to go for a stroll in the human world.]
[I knew it was scripted! There's no way ghosts could exist in this world!]
Xia Ziqi, with her sharp eyes, spotted the last comment and immediately became excited. "See? There are still plenty of smart people in the live stream. So what if you hired a lot of paid trolls? They won't be fooled by you so easily."
"You don't believe in ghosts?"
"Of course! We must believe in science! Feudal superstitions are the dregs of the past, and we should get rid of them as soon as possible!"
Xinghe, "Look back."
[Hey, three ghosts who just died. The Black and White Impermanence are getting more and more unreliable; they haven't even gone to collect their souls yet.]
They should be on their way by now. There's just too much to do; even Black and White Impermanence and Ox-Head and Horse-Face can't handle it all.
These three don't look like good ghosts at all; they'll probably end up in the eighteenth level of hell.
[Ghost! Ghost! A ghost!]
A cool breeze came from Xia Ziqi's back. He turned around abruptly, but there was nothing behind him.
"Playing tricks." He rolled his eyes as he saw the comments in the live stream. "Could you come up with a different scam next time?"
With her technical assistance, the live streamers on the other side of the Milky Way could see ghosts directly, while Xia Ziqi couldn't see them with the naked eye.
The assistant, who had been staring at the Xinghe live stream, glanced at the computer screen, then at the empty room in front of her. Trembling, she pointed behind Xia Ziqi, her eyes rolled back, and she dramatically fainted.
Xinghe: "Do you want to see ghosts? Open the black umbrella in your room, hold it above your head, and you'll be able to see them."
A chill ran down Xia Ziqi's back, and his fingertips trembled slightly, but he refused to admit defeat. "Fine, today I'll make you, you liar, admit defeat wholeheartedly!"
He picked up the black umbrella from the corner and held it above his head.
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