Chapter 793

1022. Wonderful! You're turning into a Ghost Rider, aren't you! (Seeking full subscription)

As soon as these words were spoken, the phone felt like it had turned into a slideshow again.

"Holy cow! Brother Yang is amazing! This thing has that thrilling feeling from before! Awesome!"

"Haunted house? I heard these places aren't clean. Brother Yang, you'd better be careful. Don't get seduced by a pretty female ghost!"

"Good, good, good! You're turning into a Ghost Rider, aren't you! You really know how to play!"

"That's for sure. You have to know that different species can't produce offspring."

"Holy cow, what, what kind of weird knowledge is this? I need a pair of eyes that have never seen this!!!"

"... What are these weird topics? You guys are making a simple sleep-testing job sound so supernatural."

Seeing the clearly abnormal topics in the livestream room, Fang Yang hurriedly stopped them. If his livestream room got banned because of these comments, it wouldn't be worth the loss.

"Come, come, come. I haven't seen the other places yet either. Let's go, let's take a look together."

Fang Yang looked at the hall; it looked pretty good. Since Fang Yang hadn't had the chance to worry about places like the kitchen and the bathroom, he decided to share the burden and walked forward while holding his phone.

"Ahhh, no, won't something scary suddenly appear? (Scared, curling up in a blanket and screaming)"

"Go away, don't curse me."

Fang Yang cursed under his breath, then kicked open the kitchen door. Hmm, everything was normal.

What? You ask why I didn't open it with my hand? What if something jumped out? That would be dangerous.

"What is the streamer doing? He didn't even use his hands to open the door. Is there no respect for the door at all!!!"

The fans weren't in a dangerous place, so naturally, they were just watching the fun and didn't mind the chaos. They even picked on the way he opened the door.

"Fine, fine, fine, that's how you want to play, right? Okay! Next is the bathroom. I'll push it open with my hand. After all, the probability of dirty things appearing in the bathroom is higher."

Fang Yang checked the items in the kitchen while looking at the messages. He could even answer while doing so, multitasking to the extreme.

"Holy crap, Brother Yang is Brother Yang. So brave!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, Brother Yang, don't look at the things in the kitchen anymore. Now! Immediately! Right now! Head to the bathroom!"

Fang Yang felt a headache coming on as he looked at the impatient fans. You have to eat a meal one bite at a time, and walk a road one step at a time.

"Alright, alright, I'll satisfy you."

Fang Yang shook his head and began to find his way to the bathroom.

"Uh, this is..."

Fang Yang opened the door adjacent to the kitchen and found it pitch black inside. Not only that, but Fang Yang couldn't find the light switch. Could it be that it wasn't equipped because people didn't come here often?

"So, so dark."

"Brother Yang, why don't you use a flashlight? We can't see anything here."

Listen to advice and you'll be well-fed; besides, that's what Fang Yang was thinking too.

"Here, there's nothing?"

Fang Yang looked at the empty room with some disappointment. He thought there might be some treasure here since it was so special.

"Oh? Brother Yang's tone, are you wishing there was something here?"

Looking at the chaotic livestream room, Fang Yang decided that he would just pretend not to see some messages.

"Found it, brothers. Get ready. This is the bathroom we've been longing for."

Fang Yang opened a crack in the door and reminded everyone as he looked at the bathroom decorations inside.

"What? Really? Oh, this lighting, it's just right—we can't see anything clearly."

Due to the camera and the lighting, the fans in the livestream room couldn't see clearly.

1023. I think I saw my great-grandmother! Who can compare to you? (Seeking full subscription)

Creak~

After a long period of erosion, the wooden door had become somewhat deformed, and just opening it slightly caused a huge noise.

"Ugh~ What, what is this smell?"

Fang Yang covered his nose, his figure swaying as he leaned against the wall. There was no help for it; the bathroom was likely airtight, so the smell was incredibly "wonderful," like a fairyland on earth, making one feel ethereal, yet wanting to die.

"Ugh~ I, I can't take it anymore!"

Fang Yang held onto the wall and hurriedly moved away, drawing a burst of laughter from the fans.

"Hahaha, Brother Yang was ambushed by poison gas, look at how he's retching."

"My god, I think I saw my great-grandmother."

Fang Yang wasn't looking at the livestream room at the moment, and this muttering was heard by the fans.

"Great-grandmother: Darling, great-grandmother is here to pick you up, come with great-grandmother, hahaha!"

"Yeah, Brother Yang, it's not easy for the elderly to walk around, you should just give in."

Fang Yang, who had finally recovered after retching for a while, looked back at the livestream room. He didn't know until he looked, but he was shocked. This batch of fans was too eloquent. Fang Yang just wanted to type "9," because they were all "6" (amazing).

"You guys, you really don't mind the chaos."

Fang Yang shook his head speechlessly. He couldn't go through the internet cable to get them, so he could only laugh it off.

"Brother Yang, how can we compare to your luck of digging up fiber optics and then national defense cables at the start? When it comes to causing trouble, who can compare to you!"

"What are you saying, what are you saying? A hero doesn't mention past bravery, don't you know? Shut up."

Fang Yang rested for a moment and walked toward the poison-gas-filled bathroom again.

"This smell, I'm afraid I won't get used to it even in my next, next, next life."

Fang Yang arrived at the bathroom door again, covering his nose. He was very curious about what methods the staff had used to make the smell in this bathroom so strong.

"Brother Yang, don't be afraid, we will all be your strong and fragile shield!"

"Huh? Fragile? Are you kidding me?"

Fang Yang shook his head, scoffing at the fans' jokes.

"Everything is normal, and it's surprisingly clean."

Fang Yang frowned. The hygiene here seemed to have been meticulously cleaned, but... the dust outside was ridiculously thick!

"Hmm, you guys must be disappointed now, right? The pretty female ghost you keep talking about doesn't seem to have appeared?"

Fang Yang smiled. Although he knew that talk of ghosts and gods was impossible, well, it's just chatting, why care so much?

"Hmm?"

Fang Yang was curious as he looked at a bunch of strange messages in the livestream room.

Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking to you guys, you're being rude. But although he thought so, it was just a joke. Driven by curiosity, he started flipping through the messages.

"Shadow? What shadow?"

"White?"

Fang Yang frowned. Why was he getting more and more confused? What exactly were his fans talking about?

"Brother Yang, didn't you notice? A white shadow just flashed across the camera. I thought it was my imagination, but seeing everyone else say the same thing, I felt something was wrong."

Fang Yang frowned and scanned the bathroom again. A white shadow? He hadn't seen one. Not only that, he suspected his fans were deliberately pranking him just to see him panic.

"Tsk, don't think I'm a coward. Let me tell you, my guts are the biggest."

"Good, good, good. Even if we don't believe you, brothers, you're still bragging here. Your guts are the biggest? Well, my kidneys are the strongest then."

1024. Who am I? I ward off all evil! (Seeking full subscription)

Fang Yang laughed and stopped paying attention to the bathroom, turning to walk out.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I didn't expect them to be so good at playing around, just cleaning the bathroom to create a terrifying atmosphere. But, who am I? Would I be scared by such small tricks?"

Fang Yang explained to the livestream room, trying to appease the fans who didn't know the truth.

"It's over, it's over, it's over. Brother Yang is too confident. This, this is simply warding off all evil!"

"Isn't that so? Who let Brother Yang not see it? But if you insist on saying it was a plastic bag blown in by the rain, it doesn't feel like it can't be explained."

Listening to the pitter-patter of the rain outside the window, Fang Yang suddenly felt a bit hungry, even though he had specifically eaten before coming.

"Brothers, this profession is quite boring, let's chat."

Fang Yang walked to the edge of the window and looked at the heavy rain; it probably wouldn't stop for a while.

"So much volume, it wouldn't be good if I got weak."

"Pfft~ What! What did I hear! Brother Yang is actually joking, and a dirty joke at that? I'm shocked, holy crap."

Fang Yang curled his lips in disgust. There's still a lot you haven't seen; just wait and see.

"Be! Behind!"

At this moment, an urgent message in the form of a barrage appeared in Fang Yang's field of vision.

"Huh? Behind? What's behind?"

Fang Yang turned his head to look behind him and found nothing, immediately realizing he had been tricked.