Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Xie Changhe brought me to a room inside a large building.

I’d just been shot at, so the moment I saw the curtains were open, I rushed over and yanked them shut.

“Relax. It’s safe here,” Xie Changhe said with a helpless laugh. “That’s bulletproof glass. The building could collapse and that glass still wouldn’t shatter.”

Only then did I sit down in relief.

Watching me hobble over, he frowned.

“A sprained right ankle… You probably don’t need to go to the hospital. I’ll find medical staff to treat it for you.”

An hour later, my right foot had been wrapped up like a rice dumpling, and Xie Changhe and I officially began our talk.

Xie Changhe said that he and the relevant researchers had done some studies. They believed the reason my livestream could connect to so many historical figures was most likely related to parallel worlds.

Parallel worlds were never supposed to intersect, so changes in those worlds could not affect the course of history in the real world.

And yet my livestream could even transmit objects.

Matter could not be transferred between world lines.

But under the powerful force of the cross-realm livestream, cultural relics that had already vanished reappeared.

As for relics that still existed in the world, they would disappear from their original locations and then arrive by my side.

“Actually, I already noticed you during your very first livestream, when you connected to the Weaver Girl,” Xie Changhe said with a wry smile. “Back then, I thought you were just a fortune-telling streamer who could communicate with spirits.

“You know how it is with my line of work. I’ve seen plenty of similar things.

“I just didn’t expect the situation to escalate to this extent afterward.”

I lowered my head.

I hadn’t expected any of what happened later, either.

But…

“Are there a lot of people like me?” I asked.

“You’re the only one whose livestream can connect to countless worlds,” Xie Changhe said. “But there are plenty of people with some degree of spirit-channeling ability.

“Believe it or not, I even met a man once.” At this point, he couldn’t help laughing.

“His grandfather started a rebellion in the underworld and vowed to build a new socialist underworld.”

For some reason, his smile was incredibly infectious right then.

I started laughing too.

“We hope that during this period, Miss Xia can remain in this building at all times,” Xie Changhe suddenly said after laughing for a while.

I nodded. “Okay.”

My straightforward attitude stunned Xie Changhe.

“Miss Xia, don’t you feel that your personal freedom is being restricted?” he asked.

“Not really.” I shrugged. “This is for the sake of my own safety, isn’t it?”

So many people around the world wanted to assassinate me. If I went outside, I might just drop dead!

“Besides, food and lodging are covered here, right?” I asked.

Xie Changhe said, “Yes. Food, lodging, and all necessities will be covered.”

“Then can I order another serving of braised offal stew? The last one spilled everywhere!” I asked urgently.

Xie Changhe: “…”

…

An hour later, I was holding a bowl of braised offal stew and digging in with gusto.

Sitting off to the side, Xie Changhe let out a deep sigh.

I spent the next few days recovering from my injury, and finally, I began a new livestream.

[OHHHHHHH we’ve waited so long, and you’re finally back!]

[Streamer, you haven’t appeared in ages! Please, please stay safe!]

After everything that had happened, my follower count had already surpassed one billion.

The moment I went online, one billion fans flooded into the livestream room.

Seeing all their concerned comments warmed my heart, and I quickly greeted everyone enthusiastically.

As soon as I opened the livestream room, I received a connection request.

After the connection went through, I saw that it was Qin Shi Huang.

“Teacher, I have already executed Zhao Gao and Li Si, and named my son Fu Su as Crown Prince.

“The century-long foundation of Great Qin will never again end after two generations as it did before!”

At this point, Qin Shi Huang looked a little embarrassed.

“Teacher, do you still have any of the Immortality Tablets you gave me previously?

“I have been taking them recently, and my body feels much better. They truly must be elixirs of immortality!”

I looked at Qin Shi Huang and spoke slowly.

“I don’t have any Immortality Tablets right now.

“But there is something I think you’ll need.”

I transmitted the item over.

Qin Shi Huang took it, then slowly unfurled it until an entire painted scroll appeared before him.

The scroll was colorful and exquisitely made, covered with dense, intricate writing and countless markings arranged in a strict yet bewildering pattern.

“Oh? What is this?” Qin Shi Huang grew more curious the longer he looked.

I gave a soft cough, lowered my voice, and answered him mysteriously:

“This is… a map of the world.”

-The End-