Realizing that Ming Po had also disappeared, Ai Shiping felt a sudden chill run through his body.
"No way..."
His voice trembled, and his breathing grew heavy. "Dad, don't scare like this!"
But no matter how much he pleaded, Ming Po did not reappear from around the corner.
Now, he truly was left all alone.
No, that wasn't entirely accurate.
After all, he could still see the audience's comnts scrolling across his phone screen.
This was an absolute lifesaver.
Playing the exact sa horror ga alone versus on a livestream brought completely different levels of fear.
When you realized you were truly alone, the intense anxiety could easily induce hallucinations.
If you were playing alone, you could never be certain if the noises and movents you heard were real or just auditory hallucinations.
But on a livestream, even if he wondered, Have I been here before? or Was this painting on the wall earlier?, he would be ruthlessly judged by the audience: "You haven't been here, you're misrembering," or, "It was there, you're just blind."
Ai Shiping tightened his grip on his phone, feeling a wave of relief wash over him as he watched the barrage of comnts scroll by.
[When did that happen?]
[Holy crap, seamless editing!]
[??? How did they do that?]
[Is this pre-recorded?]
[Amazing, the two cara angles split up!]
Contrary to Ai Shiping's expectations, the audience didn't seem to care about the snake slithering out of the toilet.
Or rather, they had already been scared by it once. That was old news.
What they were focusing on now was...
"Two different cara angles?"
Ai Shiping repeated the comnts, his eyes lighting up with realization.
His brain was actually quite sharp; in an instant, he figured it out.
Ming Po had not gone missing, nor had he t with an accident.
But one of them might have accidentally stumbled into the Inner World. Perhaps that was how the Master had vanished earlier as well.
At the very least, Ming Po's cara was still recording normally, and Ai Shiping's viewers could see what was happening on his end.
It was just that Ming Po couldn't see the livestream comnts, and Ai Shiping couldn't see what was happening to Ming Po. He could only gauge Ming Po's current situation based on the audience's reactions—though that was practically useless.
[He's moving, he's moving!]
[Wow, so handso!]
[What a vicious kick!]
[Kick , hubby!]
[Why isn't there any hair here?]
[Is the tiline earlier over there?]
[That side must be a pre-recording...]
From these fragnted comnts, Ai Shiping roughly deduced what Ming Po was doing.
He had probably gone in to check on the situation when Ai Shiping didn't co out. Then, he likely kicked open the last stall door, only to find no hair inside.
"A one-way connection?"
Ai Shiping muttered. "If that's the case..."
Based on the tropes of horror gas he had played, it was highly likely the ga had separated them to solve different puzzles.
As long as everyone finished their respective puzzles, there was still a chance they would reunite.
Judging by the audience's reactions, the things they were seeing were completely different.
Therefore, it was highly probable that the puzzles each person needed to solve were different as well.
If he simply mirrored the actions of the 'Ming Po' the audience was watching, there was a chance they might reunite imdiately during the next spatial shift. However, it could also lead to a direct Bad Ending or getting completely stuck because he hadn't solved his own required puzzle.
That definitely wouldn't do.
Ai Shiping's gaze turned resolute, growing significantly more serious.
He had always liked relying on others. He had many friends around him, and playing tough instead of relying on them would just make him seem distant.
As the saying went, if the sky fell, the tall guys would hold it up.
But if he himself was the tall guy, then it naturally fell to him to shoulder the burden.
He could sniff out hidden things, and Ming Po could find crucial clues.
If the two of them overlapped, it would actually be a waste of their investigative abilities.
"Brothers," Ai Shiping lowered his voice, "try to watch my bro's stream as much as you can. Pay attention to where he goes, what he sees, and what he encounters, and rember to co back and tell . I'll go investigate the other areas to speed things up. The sooner we finish exploring, the sooner we can leave, alright?"
[He died.]
[Cremated.]
[Reincarnated.]
[Born again.]
[I gave birth to him.]
"Oh, quit ssing around."
Ai Shiping didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Seriously, thank you, thanks brothers. Of course, don't all go over there. Leave a few people here to chat with ."
As he spoke, he felt a bit thirsty.
But that was to be expected. He had been talking non-stop for almost half an hour, so it was only natural his mouth was dry.
He turned the faucet, intending to drink so water.
However, he only heard a hollow, gurgling sound.
It sounded exactly like when the water supply was first restored after a shut-off, with the entire pipe vibrating from the pressure.
This was normal too.
After all, the water supply here hadn't been used in a long ti. Or rather, without anyone paying the water bill, it might have been shut off entirely.
Ai Shiping sighed with regret and reached out to shut the faucet.
Unexpectedly, even after Ai Shiping securely closed it, the hollow gurgling and vibration didn't stop.
Instead, they grew even more violent, as if sothing inside had been enraged.
Ai Shiping instantly went on high alert, taking two steps back to distance himself from the sink.
The next mont, all the faucets on the washbasin simultaneously began to spin rapidly, as if invisible hands were twisting them.
Imdiately after, a foul-slling, dark yellow liquid spewed out from the spouts.
Accompanied by translucent sli, countless black snakes surged out explosively!
No... perhaps they weren't black snakes after all.
They could have been exceptionally thick worms, or perhaps slender tentacles.
It was like soone had dumped a massive basin of live loaches into the sink, and these pitch-black monsters were instantly roused.
The foul, dark yellow sewage splashed everywhere, splattering three or four ters away. It flung many of the black snakes a great distance, with one even landing on the wall opposite the sink.
And the faucets were still continuously spewing black snakes. Before they could even fill the sink, they were already raising their heads, violently slithering outward in all directions.
Most importantly—not only could they slither, they could even jump!
Ai Shiping watched helplessly as one of them coiled its sleek, sli-covered body, shot forward like a spring, and landed right beside him.
He instinctively shifted his cara over, capturing its gaping maw of sharp teeth with absolute clarity!
The bizarre creature seemingly had no eyes, but its circular, gaping head was lined with concentric rings of swirling teeth.
It opened its mouth toward Ai Shiping in a threatening display. Its head abruptly expanded several tis over; a maw that previously could only accommodate a single finger could now swallow an entire hand!
"Holy shit!"
The curse slipped from his lips.
Without a mont's hesitation, Ai Shiping turned and ran!
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