Holy crap, is this for real?
[It should be true, I heard it from my good brother who has been stationed on the battlefield outside the region for many years, so it's probably true.]
The United States is a powerful country, and if they can't handle little R, then other countries are probably...
For some reason, I suddenly felt a sense of panic, like the world was about to end.
[Hey bro, you're not alone]
Sigh...this world is really not peaceful.
As netizens discussed the matter, Wan Jiao began to have some doubts.
For so many years, R country has been making empty promises but has never taken any real action. Yet today, without any warning, the ocean suddenly overflowed. This is probably not just a matter of human intervention.
What Wan Jiao feared most was that some kind of 'evil spirit' had played a 'special role' in this matter. If that were the case, it wouldn't just be one country, but the people of the whole world would be in big trouble.
With that thought in mind, Wan Jiao parted her pearly teeth slightly and said, "Let's connect with the third person who is destined to meet me."
As soon as she finished speaking, she clicked the button, and the third person destined for her was chosen.
He was an old man, about sixty years old, holding a harpoon in his hand, wearing only a pair of shorts, and covered in sweat, as if he had just run wildly.
Wan Jiao stared at the screen for a while, then suddenly frowned and said in a loud and urgent voice, "Uncle Chen, you can't run anymore, stop immediately."
Grandpa Chen, who was running frantically while holding his phone, stopped as if waking from a dream because of Wan Jiao's words. He looked around blankly and screamed in fright.
Then, Wan Jiao and the viewers in the live broadcast room could see Grandpa Chen climb ashore from the water that was up to his waist, sit down in a tent, and gasp for breath.
[It's so creepy late at night.]
Was this old man, Mr. Chen, possessed? If he hadn't happened to connect to the streamer, would he have died in the sea?
Holy crap, this gives me the creeps. I'm easily scared, so please don't frighten me.
[...]
Wan Jiao could see all the scrolling comments.
She pursed her lips and gave the answer to the netizens: "He was blinded. If I hadn't called out to him, he would have died without a doubt."
Upon hearing this, netizens gasped in shock.
I've never heard of anything in the sea that's so alluring it could tempt someone to jump in.
I've never heard of this before in my entire life.
[Um... I have a bold guess, could it be related to the discharge of seaweed by the little Rs? ? ? ]
[It sounds unlikely, but it does...make some sense.]
Wan Jiao: "Uncle Chen, can you tell me what you did tonight?"
About half a minute after Wan Jiao finished speaking, Grandpa Chen finally raised his phone, still shaken, and looked at Wan Jiao in the live stream. His voice choked with emotion as he said, "It was my turn to collect the fishing nets tonight. I came right after dinner, and after scrolling through short videos for a while, I saw you were live, so I went into your live stream to watch. Later, I think I fell asleep, and I dreamed that I was swimming in the sea, I..."
As he spoke, Mr. Chen got a headache and raised one hand to cover his head, saying, "I don't remember what happened after that."
Hearing him say that, and considering the situation Wan Jiao saw when she went online, Wan Jiao could guess what had blinded him.
She had just been speculating whether some evil spirit was manipulating the R country's sea discharge incident, but now it seems that there's no need to guess; it is indeed related to evil spirits.
It seems she'll have to go and meet those things underwater in the waters near Country R.
"Uncle Chen, I know that everyone in Chenjia Village makes a living by fishing, but the situation is quite special now. For everyone's safety, please don't come to the beach for the next few days."
Having just escaped death, Grandpa Chen naturally nodded in agreement to whatever Wan Jiao said.
Speaking of which, Grandpa Chen is quite sensible; he even took the initiative to mention the fortune-telling fee to Wan Jiao.
Wan Jiao shook her head. "Consider this divination a gift from me, Uncle Chen. You should go home now."
"Going home?" Grandpa Chen was surprised and pressed Wan Jiao for an answer. "I haven't taken in my fishing nets yet."
Wan Jiao: "No need to collect it, there won't be any gain."
Grandpa Chen wanted to ask why, but Wan Jiao hesitated for a moment and said again, "If you want to live, go home immediately."
Wan Jiao disconnected from Grandpa Chen. She originally planned to go to Thousand Buddha Mountain to see Ouyang Feihua and the others after the broadcast ended, but she received a message from An Bo.
He said: Xiao Wan, the three magical artifacts for today have been delivered to you. Keep up the good work!
Just after Wan Jiao finished reading the message, she saw a 'delivery box' that she had given to Amber at her feet.
She was somewhat speechless, but without any hesitation, she bent down, opened the box, and took out the first magical artifact of the night.
My damn curiosity is killing me! I really, really want to know what's in the sea!
[Bro, you're not alone. I hope the streamer doesn't end the broadcast tonight and takes us on an underwater adventure together.]
[Haha, you understand us! We also want the streamer to take us on an underwater adventure!]
Am I the only one worried that the streamer might be in danger?
[In our hearts, the anchor is a god reincarnated; if she were to encounter danger, then all of humanity would be wiped out.]
Although it sounds a bit exaggerated, it makes a lot of sense.
While netizens were discussing it, Wan Jiao took out a red scarf, which looked somewhat eerie under the light.
Suddenly, the style of the comments in the live stream changed.
[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, what did I just see? Is that a magical artifact?]
[Help! I wanted to see the streamer take us on an underwater adventure, how did it turn into selling magical artifacts???]
Um, well, I'm not picky. Selling magical artifacts is fine too. I love watching any streamer's livestream.
[I think the same as the person upstairs, all I want is for the streamer to stay on air.]
While watching the live stream comments, Wan Jiao laughed and said, "It's impossible not to end the stream, but ending it later is not out of the question."
"The first spiritual artifact I'm introducing today is a blood-red scarf, a grade three spiritual artifact. Quantity: 1. Price..."
[This scarf is actually a third-grade spiritual artifact? That's way too casual!]
[This price is outrageous! How can a grade three spiritual weapon only cost a little over 50,000 yuan?!]
[Host, is this a fake Grade 3 magical artifact?]
Wan Jiao calmly played with the blood-red scarf in her hand, talking eloquently as she introduced the scarf.
Thirty years ago, a blind girl was trafficked to an impoverished mountain village. In those days, sons were valued more than daughters. After being forced to give birth to 13 daughters, the girl suffered inhuman torture and committed suicide. When she died, her blood stained her only white long sweater, and no amount of washing could remove the stain...
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