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However, in the live streaming room, the number of online viewers showed that there were 10 million people watching.
The bullet screen was scrolling wildly.
Comments kept flooding in.
"Host, don't go."
"Host, hurry and leave."
"Host, don't do anything reckless."
The live streaming room was bustling with activity.
On Brother Xi's side, he was clearly furious.
"Song Song, stop talking nonsense and get down here. The live streaming is over."
I felt stiff all over, my voice trembling.
"Brother Xi, the connection hasn't been cut."
I stared at the live streaming screen. "Brother Xi, the number of online viewers is 10 million, and the bullet screen is still scrolling."
"Song Song, have you lost your mind?"
Brother Xi cursed angrily, "Do you even know what you're saying?"
I stared blankly at the camera.
My body couldn't stop shaking.
At that moment, Brother Xi's agitated voice suddenly became calm.
"Song Song, we have a problem with our platform; the entire system is down."
I was slightly taken aback.
What does it mean?
Why did Brother Xi suddenly say that?
"Because the number of viewers is too high, causing the live streaming room to exceed its capacity, resulting in a system crash, which is why the connection was lost," he explained.
Brother Xi's voice was steady. "Song Song, stay where you are; our programmers are working on a fix."
"The screen will be restored in about five minutes."
"When that happens, just say you saw a ghostly figure on the second floor."
I frowned.
"Brother Xi, what are you talking about?"
"I said, in five minutes, you will say you saw a ghostly figure."
Brother Xi's tone remained calm. "Song Song, do you remember?"
I stared at the bullet screen.
The bullet screen was scrolling wildly.
"Host, run!"
"Host, don't go to the second floor!"
"Host, whatever you do, don't go to the second floor!"
I tightened my grip on my phone and asked in a low voice, "Brother Xi, what does this bullet screen mean?"
"Song Song, don't go to the second floor."
"Host, you must not go to the second floor."
"Host, run quickly."
"Host, don't do anything reckless."
...
I took a deep breath, gritted my teeth, and turned my gaze away, unwilling to look at the Bullet Screen any longer.
Ever since I entered this villa, the Bullet Screen has been acting strange.
First, someone told me to run quickly.
I pretended not to see it.
Then someone said not to go upstairs.
I gritted my teeth and acted as if I didn't notice.
But now, more and more people were messaging me not to go to the second floor.
I was scared.
Really scared.
But what could fear do?
I gritted my teeth and comforted myself.
Since I had already signed the contract, there was no turning back.
Even if I'm scared, I have to push through.
After all, as long as I can get the money from Live Streaming, I can pay for my dad's treatment.
Thinking about my dad still lying in the hospital gave me courage.
The Live Streaming screen came back online.
The Bullet Screen started scrolling.
"Okay, okay, it's finally back."
"The Live Streaming just disconnected, and I ran over to my roommate's bed."
"Upstairs, me too. I was so scared that even my dog woke up."
"Is the Host still there? Is the Host alive?"
"555, I feel like the Host is about to disappear."
"Sigh, looks like it's time for a feast."
I swallowed hard, trembling as I raised the camera to my face.
I forced a smile and said, "Brother Xi, the screen is back."
Brother Xi didn't say anything.
The Bullet Screen started scrolling wildly.
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