Chapter 117: Transmigrated as a Fraudulent Male Streamer (41)
Cen Yu immediately turned his eyes to Yu Sheng beside him, only to feel a sudden force shove his body down into a tiny nearby chair.
Right after that, Yu Sheng was forced down into one beside him as well.
“?” How did you get dragged over here too?
Although Cen Yu didn’t say a word, the glare he cast toward Yu Sheng conveyed that exact meaning.
Music was still blaring from the PA system. Even more terrifying was that Cen Yu’s phone was now propped upright on the tabletop by an unknown force.
The phone stood completely upright on the table without any support, steadily recording the two of them sitting on the tiny stools.
Meanwhile, those toy pots, pans, and utensils from earlier suddenly began moving on their own.
[Mommy, Daddy, let me take care of you.]
Perhaps because the PA system had fallen into disrepair over the years, the playing music was laced with crackling static.
Unable to take it, Cen Yu turned his head to look at Yu Sheng beside him.
“Got any ideas?” Cen Yu whispered.
Yu Sheng replied in a low voice, “Wait for them to come out.”
Right now, the entire deserted second floor seemed to spring to life. Accompanied by the nursery rhyme over the speakers, not only were the pots and pans near Cen Yu flying through the air, but the areas set up for pretending to be doctors and teachers also showed signs of activity one after another.
Cen Yu threw a glance around, still unable to make heads or tails of what kind of setup this was.
He could only watch helplessly as two completely empty plates were served right in front of him and Yu Sheng—
[Mommy, Daddy, eat something.]
A new voice echoed over the PA system.
And his hands, which had felt completely immobilized just a moment ago, suddenly regained freedom of movement… Cen Yu rolled his shoulders slightly, picking up the plate served before him.
A plastic spoon rested on the plastic plate.
Cen Yu instinctively looked over at Yu Sheng, only to see Yu Sheng doing the exact same thing.
“…” Whatever, let’s just go along with it.
At this thought, Cen Yu simply pretended to use the spoon to eat whatever was on the plastic plate—
“Mmm, delicious,” Cen Yu said, pretending to eat a few mouthfuls of air before setting down the plastic plate. “Full now.”
Yu Sheng performed the exact same action.
Before long, it seemed they had passed this stage, as they were able to stand up from the chairs again. But right at this moment, the announcement over the PA system changed once more—
[Mommy and Daddy have stomachaches after eating what I made.]
[Better hurry and send them to the hospital.]
“…Fuck!” Cen Yu only managed to hurl that single complaint before being kidnapped by that invisible force over to a toy operating table.
This toy operating table was nowhere near long enough for him to lie on, but the props were made to look fairly realistic.
Cen Yu noticed various plastic-made instruments set out beside him… Frowning, he found that his streaming phone was suspended right in midair, pointing straight at his face while continuing to broadcast—
[Big production! Absolutely a big production!]
[That performance of being involuntarily dragged over was way too real!]
Cen Yu cursed the chat for being idiots in his mind, then saw He Yongning post a comment in the chat—
[Are you alright?]
He likely suspected this was a special theatrical effect staged by Yu Sheng and him as well.
Cen Yu had no time to bicker with the chat right now. He tilted his head to look at Yu Sheng, only to find him muttering something in a corner.
Before long, Yu Sheng shook his head and turned his gaze toward him.
“?” What is he doing?
Negotiating with the kidnapper to save the hostage?
While Cen Yu was still feeling baffled, a scalpel suddenly materialized in midair… Although the handle portion of this scalpel looked like plastic, the blade itself was clearly made of metal!
Cen Yu instinctively tried to lift his leg.
Only to find that his body couldn’t move at all. Seeing that the scalpel was about to fall onto him—
Yu Sheng appeared out of nowhere, snatching the scalpel directly out of the air and tossing it aside.
At the exact same time, the force binding Cen Yu vanished without a trace… He scrambled up from the operating table immediately. “Where is it?”
Yu Sheng pointed in the direction of the PA speaker.
Then, out of camera view, he made a throat-slitting gesture.
“What on earth is that thing?” Seeing the phone still hovering in midair, Cen Yu stepped onto the operating table and reached out to pluck the floating phone back into his hand.
Yu Sheng pondered for a second. “Resentment?”
“From a child?”
“The PA system.”
“?” Cen Yu’s hand froze as he held the phone. “Are you kidding me?”
“When enough time passes, spirits naturally form,” Yu Sheng’s voice wasn’t quiet by any means, certainly loud enough for everyone in the stream to hear. “Plus, this place has some inherent issues of its own.”
When Cen Yu heard Yu Sheng’s explanation, he instinctively glanced at the live stream chat, expecting it to be filled with doubts and skepticism.
To his surprise, the direction of the bullet chat was—
[666, this story is scripted pretty well!]
[Streamer acted great, and the script’s pretty good too!]
“…” Forget it, heh, why bother arguing with people who can’t see the truth?
Holding his phone, Cen Yu prepared to head up toward their destination on the 13th floor. As he passed the PA speaker that was supposedly haunted, he pulled out his claw hammer and smashed it directly against the side of the ceiling.
BANG!
The hammer struck the exposed PA speaker, making it rattle violently.
Then the hammer fell straight onto the floor.
“Let’s go,” Cen Yu said to Yu Sheng behind him.
He continued holding up his phone as he walked toward the 13th floor. Following behind Cen Yu, Yu Sheng threw a glance at the hammer… The hammer floated slowly up to his side, and he stashed it inside the backpack he was carrying.
The moment he set foot on the 13th floor, Cen Yu felt an intensely suffocating atmosphere wash over him.
The 13th floor was laid out like an apartment building. Stepping out of the emergency stairwell, an endless corridor stretched out before them.
The path was very narrow, lined with rooms on both sides… except most of the rooms had their doors shut tight. “Word has it that the family of three discovered by that streamer lived in the room at the very end of the corridor.”
The flashlight clipped to Cen Yu’s chest illuminated the path ahead. Whether due to psychological suggestion or because the 13th floor was truly more treacherous, the instant he stepped onto this floor, his hair stood on end.
In the silent corridor, aside from the sound of his own footsteps, there were only Yu Sheng’s footsteps behind him.
The hallway wasn’t particularly long. After walking for a short while, the two reached the end of the corridor.
“Up ahead is that room.”
Cen Yu held up his phone, introducing the scene to the screen.
He had already switched the camera view. Now, all that could be seen on screen was the corridor illuminated by the flashlight beam, along with a half-open door.
By now, the chat had already begun screaming and wailing like crazy…
Cen Yu didn’t hesitate either. He looked back at Yu Sheng, who gave him a slight nod.
So he walked straight over, pushing open the ajar door before him—
There in the corner of the room hung three figures.
