The ghosts and monsters who were originally in Lin Ling's live broadcast room were not happy.
〖This is my wife, do you understand? 〗
〖The ghosts nowadays are so shameless, calling other people’s wives “wife” at will. 〗
〖Wife? So her name is wife? What a nice name, wife, wife, wife...〗
〖What? your wife? Good, she's mine now. 〗
The live streaming software of Thriller World is very user-friendly.
Recommendations are divided based on popularity and attention.
Generally, live broadcast rooms with high popularity and live broadcast rooms of players with a large number of followers will be recommended to the best location, so that more ghosts and monsters can see them at the first time.
Anchors with low popularity and not many ghosts paying attention may sometimes only have one or two viewers passing by in a copy.
The live broadcast room was as quiet as a calm lake, without a single ripple.
And there is one hard and fast rule in the world of thrillers.
That is, once a ghost follows a player, it can only watch that player's live broadcast, and cannot click on other live broadcast rooms.
Only ghosts who are not paying attention to the players can run around in various live broadcast rooms.
The few players who originally had no audience in the live broadcast room only attracted one or two viewers to stay because of the bloody scenes when they played the game.
However, although there were only a dozen or so viewers in Lin Ling's live broadcast room, the speed and enthusiasm of their barrages was as dense as if there were thousands of viewers.
In the live broadcast room, the audience started quarreling over whose wife Lin Ling was.
The few ghosts who just came in were trying to grab Lin Ling's attention while trying to grab his wife, but then they found that Lin Ling's information was blank.
〖? ? ? what happened? 〗
〖Are you paying attention? Why is my wife no longer paying attention to me? 〗
〖Housing management? House manager, are you here? Look what happened to my wife’s information? Why is it blank. 〗
〖Keep your voice down, don’t talk! 〗
He saw the ghost who just came in was calling the room manager in confusion, and the other ghosts asked him not to send barrages.
Then he quickly told the new ghosts about Lin Ling's situation.
Regardless of whether Lin Ling is a human who accidentally entered the dungeon or a ghost who accidentally entered the live broadcast room, this is a BUG. If discovered by the room management, it is very likely that the live broadcast room will be closed.
They will never see their wives again!
So they discussed that they must not let the house manager find out about his wife's abnormality and have her live broadcast room blocked.
The first step is to reduce the number of barrage messages.
The ghosts and monsters who had just entered the live broadcast room did not send any more barrage, and I don’t know if they believed it or not.
Lin Ling's live broadcast room became quiet again.
Until ten minutes later, a very short barrage passed by.
〖No matter you are a ghost or a human, my wife, I will always love you! Chirp~〗
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Lin Ling stood at the connection between the carriages and seemed to have kicked something when she walked forward.
She looked down, and in the absence of light, she could only roughly see the round shape of the thing she kicked...
Like a ball.
But...it doesn't quite look like a ball.
When she bent down and was about to pick up the ball to see what it was, a small figure suddenly appeared, picked up the ball on the ground and carried it into her arms.
It's a little boy who plays football with the players.
The little boy holding his head was about to run when the moonlight poured into the car again, illuminating it.
Afraid that his headless appearance would scare his elder sister, the little boy could only hold his head and try to hide in the bathroom. But he overestimated his height. Even if he stood on tiptoes, he couldn't reach the door handle.
At the same time, he also exposed his entire body to Lin Ling's vision.
The players in the carriage and the ghosts in the live broadcast room all felt excited.
The former is worried about himself, and the latter is worried about Lin Ling.
Lin Ling just stood there, motionless.
He looked like he was scared as the ghosts thought he was.
As the players thought, they were planning a big move to deal with them.
The little boy stood on tiptoes and tried with all his strength to unscrew the bathroom door. He didn't know that he was trying to hide, but he had already been discovered.
Lin Ling has already seen his headless appearance...
Boom—Boom—
The train was running normally, and the players didn't dare to take a breath.
When they saw that the person coming was flight attendant Lin Ling, their hopes that it was some player coming to save them were shattered instantly.
The flight attendant is also a ghost in the dungeon.
Ghosts and players are naturally at odds with each other. When players violate the rules, no ghost will show mercy.
Passenger Code No. 4: Please try to keep quiet after dark and do not run around in the train. This will make the conductor angry.
The consequences of an angry flight attendant...
You know what it is without even thinking about it.
After about half a minute, Lin Ling, who was being stared at by everyone, moved.
She didn't scream in fear as the audience thought, nor did she show a terrifying look to kill them as the players thought.
Instead, he walked towards the little boy, then held the little boy's little hand that was trying to reach the door handle, and said.
"Don't be afraid, my sister won't scold you."
"You are Xiaojun, right? It's easy to fall down when you walk with your head hidden in clothes like this. Sister, please help you pull down the zipper a little, and then take you to find grandma, okay?"
The little boy was wearing a light gray coat. Lin Ling, who didn't see the little boy's head, thought he had zipped the coat to the top and hid his head.
Xiaojun, whose little hand was held, was a little restless and wanted to shake off Lin Ling's hand and run away.
But he was afraid that he would hurt Lin Ling.
Just when he didn't know what to do, the little girl playing peek-a-boo in other carriages suddenly appeared, ran to Lin Ling's side and grabbed the hem of Lin Ling's clothes.
"Big sister, big sister, I can't find grandma..."
Lin Ling's sight was successfully diverted.
The little boy and the ghosts in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief.
Taking advantage of this gap, the little boy quickly put his head back on.
"???"
The players who witnessed the whole process of the little boy pressing his head back in his arms from beginning to end had several question marks slowly popping up in their heads.
Why do they think...these two children didn't want the flight attendant to find out about the little boy's headlessness?
The next development of things further confirmed their thoughts.
Xiaojun, who had fixed his head, grabbed the other side of Lin Ling's clothes and finally spoke: "Sister, my grandma is in carriage No. 8. Can you take me to find her?"
"My grandma is also in the No. 8 carriage." The little girl said in the same milky voice.
So the two children pulled Lin Ling towards Car No. 8, not wanting Lin Ling to notice anything unusual in Car No. 10.
The players thought they were safe.
Unexpectedly, the little girl in a red skirt suddenly turned around, her eyes glowing red, and she gave the players a sweet but strange smile.
After such a long time, these players still haven't been dealt with, and they were almost discovered by the eldest sister.
Xiaojun is so useless!
