Chapter 047 Chapter 47

As soon as the live broadcast platform was opened, a group of people were forcibly pulled in. The audience was packed, and the comments were scrolling densely, so fast that it was almost impossible to see anything.

After a few seconds, the comments scrolled slowly, but they were still refreshing word by word. Some meaningless remarks and swear words were still there for a few seconds after the live broadcast, and then they disappeared completely, and the comment display was further streamlined.

[What? What is this? Am I being hacked?]

[Why can’t I get out? What kind of live streaming platform is this? ]

【Reported.】

[What the hell is going on? I was watching Minako's live broadcast, how did I suddenly enter this live broadcast room? And the live broadcast room is weird, why is there no title? ]

[Ah, here we go again. Where is it this time? ]

【Looking at the comments, many people don’t know about the weird live broadcast? That’s weird, isn’t it already on the trending search? Even if you haven’t seen it, at least you know a little bit about it. 】

[Who is Minako, the brother in front? Is it a pornographic film? Can you lend me a video to explain?]

[This is disgusting, this is malicious competition! It’s the most important time to vote for Oppa, what are you doing! 】

【Um?】

[Do you think today's comments section is a bit strange? ]

[In the past, computers were the target of hacking. Is it finally the turn of mobile phones today? People who don’t have computers can finally see it.]

[Hey, this is not a good thing, and who doesn’t use a computer these days? ]

[There are many people who don't use computers. Don't use your narrow-minded thinking to look at the world. ]

[The phone can be switched to the communication interface, so it seems that it does not affect making calls. ]

[I can also make phone calls. I wanted to open the video software, but what I opened was this live broadcast. ]

[What exactly is this live broadcast? Does anyone know? ]

[This is a weird live broadcast. As the name suggests, the live broadcast is weird. Hahaha. ]

[Strange and different...live broadcast?]

[Hmm? I told you it was weird.]

【Weirdly different? What are you talking about.】

【It feels a bit difficult to communicate.】

[I think I understand. It's very simple to figure this out. Just tell me the place name. Where are you all?]

【I am in Ning City. 】

【This is the capital city.】

【I'm in Ginza. 】

【Akihabara.】

【I live in Busan. 】

【The Ganges River is at the doorstep of my home. 】

[Sure enough, this weird live broadcast finally went abroad! The reason why weird is understood as 'strange and different' is probably similar to machine translation. The text we wrote was automatically translated and displayed in different regions. ]

[So the Japanese they wrote was translated into other languages? ]

【The characters you see here are Chinese characters. 】

[Of course, what you see is our Goryeo language. 】

【I used Hindi.】

[It seems to be a regional division. I am a Chinese studying in Japan, but I also see Japanese. ]

【Where is the location of this live broadcast? 】

[It looks like Japan. You can see in the live broadcast that there is a notice at the platform for purchasing tickets. It is in Japanese.]

【Hehe, I want to laugh.】

【Don't take pleasure in misfortune. 】

[Will something bad happen? What is going on with this live broadcast? ]

[It’s hard to explain in detail. Anyway, I’ll just tell you foreigners one thing: everything that happened in this live broadcast is real, not staged. Terrible things will happen in the future. As for the people who appeared in the live broadcast, I’ll take care of them.]

[It's okay. You won't necessarily die.]

【It may also disappear. 】

[Really? It looks scary, I'm a little scared.]

[Don't believe them, they are definitely trying to scare you.]

[Can anyone translate the text on the platform in the live broadcast? Why is the text in the live broadcast not translated? I don’t understand it. ]

【That is what Kisaragi Platform means. 】

[Wait, that Kisaragi? ]

[That's just an urban legend. Don't take it seriously. You can tell it's fake at first glance. How could it really exist?]

[In short, this is just a hacking incident. I have reported it to the police and it will be resolved soon.]

【Oh.】

Comments are still being updated one after another, and many people say that there is no need to pay attention to the live broadcast created by hackers. But in fact, only a few people actually turn off their phones and don’t watch it. The vast majority of people continue to stare at the screen out of curiosity.

The seven people in the live broadcast were on the stage. Miyuki squatted down with her head in her hands and screamed. Rimi also looked incredulous: "Is that Kisaragi on the stage? Is that true?"

"It must be... fake, someone is playing a prank?" Yanagida Maiko's voice was also trembling, "It must be the name of another platform, and someone faked it and pasted something on it, so it's hard to see at night..."

She reached out her hand to the bus stop sign, wanting to take off the "something" stuck on it. As a result, her fingers touched the cold bus stop sign, and there was nothing stuck on it. Not only that, the girl also felt a little rust, which was the proof that the bus stop sign had been there for many years.

Mayuko Yanagida withdrew her hand tremblingly, took two steps back, her legs went weak and she almost fell, but was supported by Shinro Okita who was behind her.

"What should we do?" Ling Nai said fearfully, "I remember in that urban legend, the girl who entered the Kisaragi Station wanted to leave, got on a train and disappeared, right? Should we not move and stay here?"

"After entering the station, the girl shared her experience on the Internet." Saito Shun took out his cell phone. "Even if we come to the legendary Kisaragi Station, as long as we take out our cell phones to call for help..."

He paused.

"What's wrong?" Okita Shinro looked at him and said.

Saito frowned: "There is no signal on the phone."

Several other people also took out their mobile phones. Except for the office worker Aburano Hideto whose phone was turned off due to low battery, everyone else's phone showed no signal.

In this situation, you can't even call the police.

"I'm so scared, Reino." Miyuki cried out.

"It's okay, we just need to sit here and wait." Ling Nai comforted, "There are chairs here, we keep waiting here, the train will definitely come back. Trains go back and forth, right? We just need to take the return train..."

"We should take the train from the opposite side to go back, but the opposite side..." Okita Shinro turned and looked in the opposite direction, "It's a street."

The road was pitch black, with street lights far apart and dim, and the shadows of buildings could be vaguely seen in the distance.

The dark world is so quiet that not even the sound of the wind can be heard.

"No taxi..."

"I won't ride it even if there is one! Absolutely! I will be dragged into the mountains!"

"Well, the last message the girl in the urban legend sent was 'the taxi she got on went deep into the mountains, the driver looked strange, and she would look for an opportunity to escape', but she never sent a message on the online platform again after that."

"Haha, this track must be two-way. I'll wait here." Aburano Hideto sat on a chair on the platform, holding his briefcase in both hands. "I don't want to leave. I'm very tired. I've been working overtime until 11 o'clock at night. Let me go."

"Then let's sit down too..." Rimi pulled Miyuki to sit down with her, next to Reino.

There were seven people in total, four of them said they wanted to stay, and the remaining three, although they had just met these people by chance, thought it was safer to gather together in large numbers, and they didn't dare to leave the place casually, so they just sat down.

"Anyway, nothing else will happen, so let's just..." Saito Shun stopped talking halfway through his words, staring ahead in a daze.

The Kisaragi Station where they got off was outdoors. To the right of the train track was the normal exit direction. There were chairs and a station sign for resting, as well as a simple platform roof. A little further away were neat roads and buildings. To the left of the track was a field with no street lights. One could only rely on the light from the station to see the dirt road and fields.

In fact, I didn’t see any mountains from the beginning.

The terrain here seems to be a little different from the terrain mentioned in urban legends.

However, what really puzzled Saito Shun was not the difference in terrain, but a vague shadow in the distance.

It was a slightly reddish shadow, looking somewhat slender, and its shape was very blurry, as if it was about to merge into the darkness.

What is that?

Saito Shun rubbed his eyes and looked again.

It didn't matter at this glance, he found that the shadow seemed to be a little bigger, the color became darker, and the shape was clearer.

"Maro, what do you see there?" Saito Shun said to the person next to him, and when he turned his head to look, he found that the red shadow was getting closer.

Bright red, long, and looks like... a person.