Chapter 30
Chapter 30
[Live Assistant 9999999 Friendly Reminder: Streamer Canyue Wushuang has failed the replay and has been eliminated.]
At that moment, the five surviving streamers simultaneously received a notification panel from the system.
A wave of grief for their fallen comrade washed over them. Wulong Tea kicked over a stool in a fit of rage, cursing, “Fuck! This is bullshit! You die if you hide, and you die if you try to replay the scenario! How are we supposed to survive?”
Just then, a woman’s soft singing echoed through the hallway.
“Weave, weave, weave a flower basket, weave a flower basket and take it to South Mountain. South Mountain is covered in red peony flowers…”
“Weave, weave, weave a funeral wreath, weave a funeral wreath and go to the Western Paradise. The Western Paradise is covered in white peony flowers…”
“Weave, weave, weave a child, weave a child to come out and play. The child’s mother sells flower baskets…”
-Here she comes, here she comes.
-Li Xiaoqin has already secured a double kill. Let’s see who the next lucky winner will be.
-Will it be a streamer?
-Heh heh heh, it’s possible~
The malice of the Nine Lives Live Stream was always this blunt, cutting straight to the bone.
Wulong Tea wrapped himself tightly in his quilt, yet cold sweat drenched his forehead.
As the singing drew closer, Wulong Tea’s body gradually tensed. He stared anxiously at the door in front of him, not daring to blink.
Li Xiaoqin was getting closer… Li Xiaoqin was at the door… Li Xiaoqin stopped!
Wulong Tea’s breath hitched, and he instinctively clutched the Jade Guanyin hanging around his neck.
Tap, tap, tap-
As the footsteps started up again, the eerie nursery rhyme also began to fade into the distance.
She was gone!
Wulong Tea let out a long sigh of relief, but before he could even catch his breath, the footsteps stopped abruptly.
Judging by the sound… they stopped at Room 4003?
Who was living next door again??
He remembered-it was that streamer called Man-Eating Crocodile. Small and skinny… probably someone who’d get one-shotted?
“Where’s the House Number Plate?”
Wulong Tea didn’t hear the low murmur outside the door, as he was already mentally playing a funeral march for his neighbor. A second later, the footsteps sounded again.
Tap, tap, tap-
Why was he leaving again? So fickle??
The footsteps grew more distant until silence once again fell outside the door…
Meanwhile, the Landlord Uncle outside had stopped wandering around like a headless fly. He raised his hand to hang the House Number Plate for Room 4003 on the door and then pulled out a ring of keys.
The rattling of keys, accompanied by the drifting, terrifying nursery rhyme, cranked the horror level up several notches.
Wasn’t the Landlord just hanging the House Number Plate? Why was he opening the door to come in?
Was it because he wasn’t in his own room?
Click-
Shit, shit, shit!
What! Is! He! Doing!!!
Brother Crocodile held his breath, watching with wide eyes as the Landlord Uncle opened the door. A pair of emotionless eyes stared straight at him, and the man raised a foot to step inside.
Suddenly, Qiao Yu raised an arm to block the Landlord Ghost. “Even if you are the Landlord, you can’t just barge in after renting the place to me. This is trespassing on a private residence. I’m not renting anymore-give me my refund!”
Landlord Ghost: ??
“What are you looking at? Hurry up and refund my money!”
-Damn, I suspect the streamer was waiting in silence for the Landlord Ghost to open the door just for this moment.
-Upstairs, I think you’ve hit the nail on the head.
-Good lord, the streamer has more than eight hundred schemes when it comes to money.
“We have a contract in black and white. Don’t even think about welshing on it!” Qiao Yu reached out, grabbed the Landlord Ghost’s sleeve, and yanked him inside.
Qiao Yu yanked open a drawer and pulled out the lease agreement they had signed. “Hurry up and give me my refund,” he continued, “or I’m calling the police!”
-*Go ahead and call them! Can the police really go to the underworld to collect a debt for you?*
-*Pfft… It’s not appropriate to laugh, but I really can’t help myself.*
-*I’m dying. Is this guy so obsessed with money that he’s lost his mind?*
-*The Landlord is completely dazed, hahaha.*
“Weave, weave, weave a flower basket…” Li Xiaoqin walked to the open door of Room 4005. She first glanced at the House Number Plate hanging on the door, then witnessed the scene of Qiao Yu forcing the Landlord to pay up.
At this moment, Li Xiaoqin was covered in thick, viscous blood. Her mouth was slightly agape in shock, revealing sharp teeth laced with red blood vessels.
Qiao Yu caught a glimpse of the female ghost in red standing at the door and shouted at the stunned Brother Crocodile, “Give her the Review Card!”
Man-Eating Crocodile blinked, subconsciously pulling out the palm-sized Review Card. He looked a bit lost.
How do you use this thing?
Do I need to say a password first?
Qiao Yu was flipping through the lease agreement in his hands, trying to find evidence of the Landlord’s breach of contract so he could shove it in the man’s face and get his rent back.
During this process, because he was worried about the ‘Dutiful Son,’ he kept an eye on the situation out of the corner of his vision.
He saw Li Xiaoqin slightly rotate her wrist and raise the cleaver in her hand.
“Don’t just stand there wasting time! Give her the Review Card already. I’m busy collecting a debt, I can’t look after you…” Qiao Yu shouted urgently, afraid that if he let go, the Landlord would bolt.
Give it? How?
Throw it at her?
Brother Crocodile closed his eyes with a tragic expression and threw the Review Card toward Li Xiaoqin. “I-I, I, I want to use the Review Card!”
Li Xiaoqin looked at the small card lying lonely on the floor, then at the trembling, scrawny boy in front of her. Her mouth twitched slightly. “Do you have no manners? Pick it up for me!”
Man-Eating Crocodile: *Whimper~*
With shaking hands, Brother Crocodile picked the card up off the floor and carefully placed it onto Li Xiaoqin’s open palm.
Because he was so terrified, his hands shook like he had Parkinson’s, nearly dropping the card again.
Li Xiaoqin took the Review Card and clicked her tongue. “The second one… only one left.”
Having said that, she glanced toward Room 4006, where the flaw was located, and turned to leave.
“Weave, weave, weave a flower basket, weave a basket to take to South Mountain…”
The voice was ethereal and resentful. Brother Crocodile couldn’t help but shiver, only then realizing his back was drenched in cold sweat, feeling a chilling draft.
Qiao Yu read all the way to the last clause before finally finding a regulation for Party A: *The property owner shall not enter the room without permission during the tenant’s lease period without cause; otherwise, the tenant has the right to demand a refund from the property owner.*
“Let’s see you try to deny it now. This contract is written in black and white for all to-huh? Your surname is Zhuang?” Qiao Yu’s gaze inadvertently brushed over Party A’s signature, only then discovering the property owner’s surname was Zhuang, and his name was Zhuang Daqiang.
No wonder he thought Doctor Zhuang’s eyes looked so familiar. Looking at it now, they were practically identical to the Landlord Uncle’s eyes, as if they had been peeled right off his face.
So…
“Are you related to Doctor Zhuang? He’s not your son, is he?” Qiao Yu looked astonished, his eyes filled with the fury of being deceived. “No wonder you told us to go see Doctor Zhuang if we were sick. It turns out collecting rent wasn’t enough for you-you didn’t forget to drum up business for your own son! You actually praised your son’s terrible medical skills to the high heavens? You really are obsessed with money!”
Zhuang Daqiang: ??