Chapter 115

Chapter 115

Forget it. He would stop talking. All the momentum was gone.

Qiao Yu felt a little depressed.

“Let’s continue with Mr. Tang Wen. After he developed Alzheimer’s, the company fell into your hands. As time went on, you realized that without your father holding the fort, no one in the company had any faith in you.

“To preserve the group’s prosperity, you went to Director Zhou and used the organ cloning he had done for Lin Xiuyun years ago as leverage, trapping him in Ningping County First Private Hospital.

“And the first clone, ‘Mr. Tang Wen,’ finally became an important chess piece for you to control the Yuanyang Consortium.

“As clone after clone was created, you once again took control of the psychologists, using them to help you understand and gain a grasp on the patients’ family financial situations.

“The post-operative valuation in the finance department was an assessment of how much wealth the Yuanyang Consortium could squeeze out of those people in the future-from Dongzhou Solid Wood to Zhiyang Technology, then Mingxuan Pharmaceuticals Co., Ltd., and so on…

“The Yuanyang Consortium established cooperation across every field and every social class. And through the cooperation provided by these patients, the Yuanyang Consortium grew larger and larger, until it finally stood at the very top of the wealthy class.

“And that still wasn’t the end of it. As a competent businessman…

“You knew how to exploit every resource to its absolute limit.

“For example, what you called… the banquet.”

Qiao Yu looked at Hua Mulan, who was leaning against her companion. She was weak, yet still especially beautiful. A cold, sharp glint flashed through his eyes. “Tang Shenghong, you really are a pervert.

“Over the years, you met many ‘like-minded’ people. They were just as cruel and twisted as you, and you even held nauseating ‘banquets’ for this.

“Beautiful patients on the verge of death-watching them struggle for breath beneath you, using the blood they coughed up to paint patterns on white cloth, even watching with your own eyes as they breathed their last… That was a game none of you ever got tired of playing.

“I’m guessing the three courses of the State Banquet on the invitation referred to three good-looking patients.

“Luo Ziwei, Chi Shang… and Hua Mulan.”

Qiao Yu took a deep breath and rapped his bent knuckles twice against the table. The crisp sound drew the attention of all the streamers gathered on the first floor.

The tall, long-legged young man lazily lifted his eyelids, looking thoughtful. “I suddenly wondered-besides the State Banquet, did you also have Korean food and Japanese cuisine? Or maybe Western food?

“Mm. Your perversion probably wouldn’t stop there.

“Because even dead patients could be used to the very last drop.

“For example, harvesting their corneas right before death. Or hollowing out their kidneys.

“Or taking the bodies of patients without infectious diseases and sending them into cold storage, to serve as cadavers for trainee doctors to practice on…”

At this point, Qiao Yu clicked his tongue in irritation. “Forget it. I have no interest in deeply analyzing the filthy minds and moneymaking methods of people like you. My recap is over.”

What answered him was Tang Shenghong’s applause. He was still sitting there, utterly fearless. “You’re smarter than I expected. I suppose… your completion rate should be quite high?”

Very soon, his guess was confirmed. The electronic notification echoed through the streamers’ minds.

[System scan in progress…]

[The accuracy rate of the streamer’s recap storyline is… 92%]

[The Live Stream Room has determined that I’m Your Dad has successfully completed the recap. The elimination mechanism has been canceled.]

The streamers watching from the side: “…”

Although they were excited that he had successfully completed the recap, they had wanted to ask this earlier: what kind of mindset had someone with an ID like that been in when he first came to the Live Stream Room?

Did he not feel embarrassed at all?

Was this big shot some kind of social butterfly??

[Closing Instance…]

[Ding-Unknown Energy Entity detected interfering with the Instance. Streamer escape failed. The live stream will continue…]

Fan Jianqiang was completely dumbfounded. He subconsciously ran over to Qiao Yu and asked, “Big shot, what’s going on? Didn’t the recap succeed? There wasn’t any notification about the Aberration Source either, so why did the escape still fail? What exactly is this Unknown Energy Entity?”

Qiao Yu: “…”

How would he know?!

All he knew was that every time he entered an Instance, it was as if he had been cursed. Not once had he managed to escape smoothly and successfully.

There was always some force majeure messing things up!

This time… it probably had nothing to do with him, right?

Qiao Yu’s suspicious gaze landed on the person behind Tang Shenghong. The man was small and unimpressive, and the Soul-summoning Banner in his hand was emitting an eerie black aura. It rose in an endless stream, spreading unnoticed across the ceiling of the entire hospital lobby. It was extremely sinister.

Suddenly, the black fog began to boil and churn. From within the mist, four pale entities emerged-each a Skull Head. Their bones clacked and snapped together with biting sounds, sending a chill down everyone’s spine.
At the same time, the monster born from the head nurse rose to its feet again. Along with the pale-faced Nurse Ghosts standing beside it like walking corpses, it turned in perfect unison toward the streamers present.

[Ding-The Instance has been interfered with. The Shop is unavailable.]

[Ding-Titles have been frozen. They cannot be used.]

“Why? The Shop isn’t open, and now even Titles can’t be used!”

“What the hell is going on?!”

…

The items in the Shop and their Titles were the only things that let them stand against Ghosts. Without those external boosts, they were just ordinary people. How could they possibly escape from the jaws of these monsters?

Everyone panicked.

Tang Shenghong slowly stroked the diamond watch on his wrist. His refined features twisted into something hideous under the malice in his eyes. “So what if you successfully reconstructed the timeline?

“To be honest, you’re not the first streamer to do it. Do you know what happened to the streamers who succeeded before you?”

Qiao Yu tossed the white card flipping between his fingers onto the table, his smile as clean as ever. “What happened to them?”

“They…” Tang Shenghong curled his lips, his gaze seeming to drip poison. “Were surrounded.”

In an instant, a sinister wind howled. Each Skull Head in the black fog seemed to break free of its restraints and dive toward the unarmed streamers. Everyone scattered in a frantic rush.

Only to have their paths blocked by the Nurse Ghosts that had been waiting around them all along.

Like cats toying with mice… brimming with malicious amusement.

Just as Tang Shenghong was preparing to enjoy this spectacular battle royale, the corner of his eye suddenly caught the young man’s beautiful face, unchanged from usual.

The other party seemed even calmer than he was. Even more certain of victory.

The moment that thought surfaced, displeasure rose in his heart.

Having spent so long above others, he was already used to playing people in the palm of his hand. He especially disliked this feeling of losing control.

Tang Shenghong pointed at Qiao Yu and said softly to the man beside him, “Master Wu, that kid is a little strange.”

Wu Tong looked over when he heard this, only to see Qiao Yu lowering his head and writing something on the papers laid out on the table. Wu Tong frowned. “…Maybe he’s relying on that top-tier vengeful spirit beside him? But it’s only one Ghost. Don’t worry. I can handle it.”

Hearing that, Tang Shenghong’s shoulders lowered, and the vigilance on his face eased.

But his heart was still faintly unsettled. For some reason… his instincts told him this time would not go as smoothly as before.

It was also at that moment that a tiny spark suddenly appeared in the void. In the blink of an eye, it went off like a firecracker with a bang, and raging flames ignited out of thin air in the center of the hall.

A beautiful female ghost in a suit, her features cold and glamorous, walked out of the blazing fire. Holding an ancient, exquisitely crafted vanity mirror, she flicked her hand and sent the Skull Head charging toward the young man flying.

The female ghost wore deep red lipstick, her smile icy and stunning. “Baby Qiao Yu, I thought your head was so full of your boyfriend that you’d completely forgotten me.”

“A vengeful spirit… another top-tier vengeful spirit?!” Wu Tong’s voice was filled with disbelief. Then his gaze landed once more on the Pen Spirit in a blood-red qipao, gently waving her feather fan. His expression turned grave. “You were right. He really is strange.”

And it still wasn’t over. On the television playing the piano music… the melody abruptly stopped, and static flickered across the screen.

Sadako, dressed in white, crawled out from the dry well. In just a few blinks, she had climbed out of the television.

-I’m dying. Ever since Sister Sadako got stuck in the TV, she stopped dawdling completely. Now she crawls out of TVs in the simplest, roughest way possible. She’s ridiculously fast, hahaha.

-No, but seriously, you’re not wrong.

-666. Even though they’re living people, I still want to light a candle for them in my heart. I’m so kind.

Tang Shenghong and Wu Tong were already struggling to react. Their gazes instinctively followed Qiao Yu, only to see him take out an iron key and unlock the Iron Door of the fire hydrant cabinet?

Then… a Red-Dressed Female Ghost holding a kitchen knife charged out in a fury and gestured at the young man with the blade in her hand. “Are you fucking insane? Could you not find a proper door? You just had to open the fire hydrant? I just washed my clothes!”

The young man lifted his smiling face and apologized to the female ghost with practiced familiarity. “Sorry about that, Sister Li. I was just following the principle of using whatever’s closest.”

Seeing this, Tang Shenghong immediately sat up straight, his voice trembling. “M-Master Wu…”

Wu Tong stared at the scene before him and subconsciously tightened his grip on the Soul-summoning Banner.

Four long-haired female ghosts, each brimming with baleful energy, turned to look at him. The malice in their eyes seemed thick enough to drip.

“Tang Shenghong, let me correct you…”

The young man took two steps forward, made a finger-gun gesture at Tang Shenghong, and curled his lips into a wicked grin. “Bang-you should be the ones… who are surrounded!”