Cannon Fodder 010

At the same time, a strange noise came from the last stall in the restroom.

The small-time streamer was startled, then realized it was probably another companion hiding there as well.

"Stop pushing me!"

"I was here first!"

"Get lost! Tell me, why is it that in all those ghost stories, there's always a ghost hanging out in the toilet?"

Several ghosts of various appearances were crammed into the tiny stall.

"This is absolute crap, he's actually saying there's a ghost hiding in the latrine pit!" one ghost shouted. "I quit! Whoever wants this job can have it!"

"Ahem, I'm old. I'll leave this opportunity to you young ghosts," an ancient-costumed ghost coughed twice.

Finally, only one ghost with a sickly greenish complexion remained in the stall. It stared at the latrine pit for a long time, utterly lacking the courage to crawl in. Just then, the stall door was pushed open, and the small-time streamer from earlier stood at the entrance.

"I'll join you... it's a bit scary being alone..." the streamer said, his words trailing off as his hand froze mid-air, his eyes widening with infinite terror.

Chen Dong walked in, still interacting with his live stream audience. "See how brave I am? You say 'toilet,' I dare to come to the toilet."

He pushed open each stall door one by one but found no one. When he reached the last stall, he deliberately teased his audience with suspense before finally flinging it open—it was empty.

Chen Dong felt a bit annoyed. "Looks like they're hiding pretty well. No one in the restroom after all."

He turned his attention back to interacting with the live chat.

"Where to next? The teachers' office, of course. Speaking of the office, let me tell you another story. Once, there was a security guard..."

There was someone hiding in the office too. A girl hugged her knees under a dusty desk, nervously looking up from time to time to check her surroundings. She wondered how much money she'd get for participating tonight—just enough for rent would be good.

As the girl was thinking this, she noticed something flicker past the top of her vision. Startled, she slowly looked up.

The "person" rotating with the ceiling fan had just stopped and looked down, meeting her gaze.

The girl's face instantly turned deathly pale. Just as she was about to scream, she felt a hand clamp over her mouth.

Chen Dong didn't find anyone in the office either, but he wasn't worried. Watching the active viewers and the constant stream of gifts, he mentally calculated today's earnings.

"Alright, next up, a story about the lecture hall..."

Every time he told a story, some unlucky person would encounter a ghost.

Chen Dong kept talking until his mouth was dry and his throat parched. He couldn't help but feel puzzled—where had all these people hidden? He regretted leaving his assistant outside to watch the car. Having someone to hand him water would have been nice, wouldn't it?

Muttering to himself, he gradually walked out onto the sports field.

A cold wind blew, making Chen Dong shiver and clearing his head a little. No, he needed to find his assistant. But soon, something strange happened. He walked towards the school gate, which seemed not far away, yet no matter how long he walked, he couldn't reach it.

"Strange... You guys say walk back? Pfft, you think I'm scared?" Chen Dong looked back. "This little place? I've got it under control."

"Hey, do you think the streamer actually ran into something supernatural?" someone in the live stream commented.

"Right? He's been talking to the camera by himself from the start, saying all these weird things. It's creepy."

"I've been spamming the chat for ages, and he hasn't acknowledged me once."

"And that person in the restroom—he clearly saw them but said no one was there?"

"The streamer is obviously faking it."

"That girl in the office was standing right on the desk, and he insisted he didn't see her."

"What if he really is haunted?"

"No way."

"Probably desperate for money. Didn't you hear him thanking that 'big brother' for the rocket gift earlier? What 'big brother' would send such an expensive gift?"

"Whoa, he's been walking for a long time, right? Why does he still seem to be in the same spot?"

Finally, everyone noticed something was wrong.

Chen Dong was also getting confused. He picked up his phone, looking around. "Brothers, I think... I might be lost?"

"Someone's there!" a sharp-eyed viewer spotted it.

A slender figure walked in from the school gate. As she got closer, the audience could see it was a beautiful woman, dressed smartly with a high ponytail and a serious expression.

But Chen Dong acted as if he didn't see her. "Brothers, I've decided to rest for a bit before moving on."

Next, all the viewers watched as the girl brought her hands together, fingers pointing upwards, then tapped towards Chen Dong's face.

A sharp cry of pain made every viewer's heart clench.

Then came Chen Dong's startled voice. "Who the hell are you? Where did you come from?!"

The girl frowned. "As I thought, someone came looking for trouble. You've been 'ghost-blinded.' If I hadn't come, you would have walked yourself to death here today."

Chen Dong looked at her suspiciously, up and down. The girl reached out and snatched his phone, turning the camera to show him his own eyes.

Chen Dong saw it—two pitch-black handprints over his eyes.

But that didn't scare him; what scared him was his own live stream.

The stream currently had only a little over nine hundred people online, not the hundred thousand he thought! There were no endlessly pouring gifts either. Even the chat was full of questions and exclamations!

"This... this..." he stammered, pointing at the phone.

The girl frowned. "You must have done something disrespectful to the deceased."

Without waiting for Chen Dong's reply, she turned to look at the building behind him. "There are more people here?"

Chen Dong was already somewhat stunned and answered reflexively, "No one, I just searched..." He suddenly gasped. Could it be that he...?

The girl took a few steps, then looked back at him.

At that moment, Fang Zhiyi was leaning on the third-floor railing, watching the scene below. Seeing Chen Dong hesitate for a moment before following the girl, Fang Zhiyi almost laughed out loud.

"See? I told you shamelessness leads to great things! This Chen Dong is quick-witted, but also utterly money-grubbing. Hahaha. Hey, you, go notify all units to get ready. The main character is about to make an entrance."

"Okay," came a muffled reply, as a dark figure gradually faded away.

Starting from the first floor, the girl accurately found the person unconscious in the storage room, while also letting all the live stream viewers see the ghost's true form!

"Heaven and Earth, boundless; Universe, lend me your power!" the girl chanted.

The ghost let out a wretched scream and retreated, crashing through a small window and disappearing.

With a call, the unconscious streamer woke up.

"What happened...?" he asked groggily, then suddenly remembered and looked terrified. "A... a ghost!"

Chen Dong watched the rising viewer count in his stream. This time it was different from before—it wasn't a sudden spike, but a steady increase, which made him feel much more at ease.

"So there's a ghost. Big deal. No backbone," he glared at the small-time streamer. "Can't you see this... uh, this Master is here helping us exorcise the ghosts?"