Chapter 122: The Streamer Must Be Very Charming!

Chapter 122: The Streamer Must Be Quite Charming, Right?

After the red dress incident, Yu Yin shared another urban legend called "Don't Look at the Gaps."

She pulled her sunglasses down, and everyone could see that her eye sockets were nothing but dark, hollow voids—her eyeballs had long been removed and placed elsewhere.

Some players, unprepared for the sight, gasped softly. Chu Fu, the calmest among them, remarked, "Standard Life Domain procedure."

Chu Fu had even seen Yu Yin dissolve her body into a bloody mist before regenerating a new one. Merely removing two eyeballs wasn’t enough to faze him in the slightest.

Next, the players exchanged urban legends, mentioning tales like "The Doppelgänger," "The Stair Counting Game," and "The Back-to-Back Game."

Suddenly, one player spoke up, "Last night, I took a taxi back to campus and happened to catch the driver using voice reader mode to read messages from their taxi group chat. Since I had nothing better to do, I listened along and actually gathered some intel."

"I heard about an urban legend… 'The Midnight Ghost Passenger.'"

Beside him, Chu Fu’s lips twitched, and his expression gradually turned odd.

He had a hunch that this urban legend might be one he had created.

Sure enough, the player continued, "Apparently, this urban legend boards a taxi at night, getting in at our school gate like a normal passenger and sitting in the back seat. But 'its' destination is the Southern Suburb Cemetery nearby!"

Another player muttered, "That’s such vague info—no clear rules or danger level. It’s practically useless… Besides, we’re college students. It’s not like we can drive taxis at midnight to trigger it anyway."

In his opinion, since the city was crawling with urban legends, there was no need to risk experimenting with an unknown one.

Information determined survival rates—sometimes, the unknown was the most terrifying thing of all.

Chu Fu nodded silently, thinking, *Yes, yes, exactly. So let’s all just skip over my urban legend and find another way…*

But the player who had shared the "Ghost Passenger" story remained enthusiastic. "I brought this up for a reason—that cemetery passenger doesn’t seem aggressive. It doesn’t attack people and might actually be safe to explore and document. Because… the driver who encountered it is still alive!"

"Not only is the driver alive and well, but he was also shouting hysterically in the group chat. Later, he sent another message saying he’d just taken a quick nap in the car, and when he opened his eyes, the taxi had somehow ended up right in front of the cemetery. Scared him half to death."

"But the ghost passenger didn’t do anything harmful. In fact, it paid the driver a huge fare payment and then, like a normal passenger, asked to be driven back to campus."

"‘It’ might not have normal currency, so the payment method was unusual—‘it’ would arrange a series of coincidences so that money naturally flowed to the driver…"

Another player mused, "Sounds like this urban legend is relatively safe. As long as you fulfill ‘its’ request, there shouldn’t be any real danger."

"Exactly! That’s why I’m interested in it!"

The sharing player nodded excitedly, envisioning the possibilities. "If we can’t gather seven urban legends we’re confident about, we could always try hailing a taxi at midnight. Maybe we’ll successfully document one…"

Meanwhile, Chang Shuyue wrote rapidly in her portable notebook, analyzing the details:

"Based on current info, this urban legend appears humanoid, appears at night, has low danger levels, can communicate normally, and is likely connected to Guiyin City’s campus and cemetery."

"Moreover, after the driver left, ‘it’ could still track him down and discreetly guide him to the cemetery. Does ‘it’ have tracking or mental manipulation abilities?"

"And the way ‘it’ manipulates coincidences to achieve goals…" Chang Shuyue habitually nibbled on the tip of her pen. "Actually reminds me of the Fate Domain."

Another player, now intrigued, asked, "Did the driver describe what this humanoid urban legend looked like?"

"Let me think… I think he said ‘it’ had blue eyes and looked foreign-looking?"

Hearing this description, Yu Yin immediately straightened in her seat and cautiously glanced at Chu Fu, as if putting two and two together.

Chu Fu: "…"

As he listened, Chu Fu realized with alarm that the group was seriously considering hailing a taxi at midnight to summon his urban legend. He gave a low cough, purposely interrupting their train of thought:

"You can stop considering this urban legend."

Under the players’ bewildered gazes, Chu Fu explained flatly, "Because the alleged ghost passenger in this urban legend… is me."

The classroom was plunged into silence—even the sound of Chang Shuyue’s pen scratching against paper stopped.

The players’ faces went blank with shock, so stunned that they didn’t know how to react.

*Why… while the rest of us are struggling to gather info on urban legends, a fellow player has already quietly infiltrated their ranks?*

*Is this what they call ‘infiltrating enemy lines’?*

*Is this what it means to be miles ahead?*

The player who had brought up the urban legend felt especially awkward. Scratching his head, he avoided Chu Fu’s eyes and stammered, "Uh… sorry, I didn’t know…"

—*He didn’t know urban legends could have fakes!*

"It’s fine," Chu Fu replied with a smile. "But please don’t try to summon me by hailing a taxi at midnight. I don't take rides every night, after all."

Chang Shuyue opened her mouth, then closed it, finally sighing weakly. "In future when you create an urban legend, just tell us in the group chat first…"

*So we don’t waste effort investigating something that turns out to be a player’s doing!*

While the players were stunned by Chu Fu’s revelation, the viewers in their livestreams also turned their attention to him. Messages flooded the screens:

「Wow, that player’s pretty interesting. While everyone else is cautiously exploring urban legends, he’s out here scaring NPCs by becoming one?」

「Never seen this approach before.」

「His stream sounds like it’d be fun. Sorry, current streamer, but I’m switching channels~」

「Speaking of, has anyone from Stream 8’s audience have any input? What’s that streamer like?」

「Huh? Wait, that reminds me—why haven’t we seen any Stream 8 viewers around?」

「Passed by Screening Room 8 earlier. I think the door’s always been closed.」

「Seriously? No viewers coming out at all?」

「Does Stream 8’s host have a 100% audience retention rate? Must be really compelling!」

「Is this streamer some kind of audience vampire? Once you watch, you can’t leave?」

「lol now I'm intrigued!」

「No, no, I’ve got a bad feeling about this… ‘Only enters, never leaves’ sounds rather eerie.」

「In the human world, they say ‘easy entry, hard exit’ is a scam.」

「+1, something feels off. I'll stick to safety. Better safe than sorry ()」

「You're all overanalyzing… It’s merely a human streamer. What harm could he do through the screen?」

「Regardless, you really think he’s *just* a human?」

「Stop squabbling. This bickering solves nothing. If you wanna fight, take it outside.」

"Are there any divine beings from the Fate Domain here? Can someone give us a live prediction?"

"Lurking here, I just tried foreseeing, but the result was strange... The future of Room 8's livestream is entirely shrouded in impenetrable fog. Our fates merge into it, without a ripple, like water blending into the sea..."

"?"

"Do all of you from the Fate Domain talk like this?"

"Ahem, to put it simply, I think that livestream is quite suspicious. I wouldn’t recommend rushing in."

"Because this kind of foresight result feels like it involves an existence far beyond my own rank. Sometimes, the failure or ambiguity of foresight is itself a form of protection—praise be to fate's mercy!"

"So vague and mystical, reinforcing the stereotype of the Fate Domain +1."

"No results from divination? Is the earlier one just weak, or is Room 8’s host truly of a higher rank?"

"Uh, I suddenly have a bad thought... Are there no viewers leaving his livestream because they don’t want to, or because they can’t?"

"Don’t overthink it, it’s just some interesting streamer."

"Yeah, if you keep imagining things, are you going to say he’s the True God in human form next?"

"Lmao."

"I’m also from the Fate Domain. My foresight result is: Is that livestream dangerous?—Yes, very much so. Is it worth going in to see?—Yes, and it’s a once-in-a-lifetime chance."

"Casual here, just asking—doesn’t this contradict the earlier foresight?"

"Not necessarily. The host involves high-tier mysteries, the livestream is dangerous, and it’s also a rare opportunity for me. These three aren’t mutually exclusive."

"Fate seems to be telling me, 'Go, go, it's gonna be lucky...' Of course, whether it’s good luck for you is another matter."

As the comments heatedly debated, no viewer noticed that Chu Fu seemed to sense eyes watching from beyond.

He casually glanced up, quietly taking in the divine beings watching him and mentally cataloging them.

The system notified Chu Fu that a new urban legend had just been born—titled "The No-Exit Screening Room."

But it was unclear how long it would take for enough divine beings to truly buy into this tale and turn it into a true urban legend.

In Room 8’s livestream, the viewers also theorized about other streams, smugly commenting:

"Heh heh, I have a feeling our captive crew might be expanding soon..."

"Come~ come~ meet in Room 8~"

"Ugh, I can’t wait anymore, hurry up and get locked in with us!"

"Did the host just look up? Was he checking out viewers from other livestreams?"

"Probably. The would-be victims—unfortunate divine beings—are increasing..."

"They won’t need to seek blessings anymore because their 'Fu' is coming to them!"

"Such a lame pun, but tbh, meeting this host is payback for all our sins ()"

"I hereby repent. From now on, I’ll never gather in crowds or mess with players’ business again. I’ll become a helpful, kind, and upstanding divine being."

"Repentance +1"

"..."

In the instance, the players chatted a while longer, exchanging info before gradually drifting apart.

Yu Yin stood up, about to leave, but noticed Chu Fu studying intently the club member list. Unable to resist, she replaced her eyeballs and peered curiously.

She firmly believed that anything an ancient expert paid attention to had to mean something!

But after staring for a long time, Yu Yin still couldn’t decipher anything from the list. Just as she hesitated whether to ask directly, Chu Fu calmly shut the list and gave her a patient, mentor-like glance, imparting:

"My advice is: Don’t trust any member of this club."