6: This wave, this wave is called a close-range ultimate attack!

Before being summoned by the system, the zombie had just been force-fed a lot of poison by a four-eyed guy and a bald man, and then burned with fire.

Logically speaking, it was actually already dead.

But the system told the zombie that working for Li Zhou would earn him a salary.

The salary, in turn, could allow him to return to the peak of his zombie life.

This was also why he seemed so nervous when he heard Li Zhou fire him earlier.

He wanted a salary, he wanted to return to his peak, he wanted revenge on that detestable four-eyed guy and the bald man!

And to get a salary, he had to find a way to scare the human in front of him.

It seems… he had to go all out.

The zombie, having returned to its true form, looked even more terrifying.

The air around the graveyard instantly dropped several degrees, and a strong, putrid smell gradually spread.

At this moment, the bullet comments also noticed the zombie behind Song Yang.

However, due to interference from the extreme Yin energy, plus Song Yang blocking a lot of the view, these viewers only saw a rough outline.

【This should be the Haunted House's final boss, it looks quite formidable.】

【Let's not remind the Streamer, let him discover it himself.】

【What if he discovers it? You wouldn't think being tall can scare the Streamer, would you?】

【I finally understand, the Streamer is simply fearless, an animal among animals, no one can do anything to him!】

The bullet comments continued to scroll rapidly, with no one noticing anything unusual.

Song Yang, who was currently dancing on a grave mound, gradually sensed that something was amiss.

He lowered his hands, tucked in his butt, and stopped his dance moves.

“Huh, that’s really strange.”

“The Streamer danced so hard for so long, and didn’t even break a sweat.”

“Tsk tsk, although the props in this Haunted House aren’t very scary, the air conditioning’s cooling effect is quite good.”

Song Yang said with a smile.

“Alright, I’ve danced, and I’ve seen the Haunted House, so I should be leaving now.”

“Brothers, do you have any other places to recommend?”

“The Streamer finds that he seems to have no fear of anything anymore.”

“Ah, being bold is such a bother.”

Stepping forward, Song Yang picked up his phone and smiled at the bullet comments.

Upon hearing Song Yang’s words, the viewers immediately started typing.

【Really no fear of anything? Then try eating two pounds of laxatives and having diarrhea in the street.】

【What a divine doctor!】

【Damn it, why do you all look down on the Streamer? Streamer, go have diarrhea in the street to show them, you are fearless!】

Looking at the content of the bullet comments, Song Yang’s expression immediately froze.

“Hey, hey, hey, I said I have no fear, not no shame!”

“Moderator, ban that guy who said he wanted to see me do a Thomas flare while having diarrhea!”

After grumbling a few hateful words, Song Yang prepared to leave the graveyard.

But soon, he noticed something else was wrong.

The bullet comments, which had been scrolling non-stop, suddenly seemed to freeze, becoming completely still.

Moreover, the number of people in the livestream room was visibly dropping at a rapid rate.

“Hmm? What’s going on?”

“Am I lagging?”

“Why aren’t you all talking?”

“You don’t really want to see me have diarrhea in the street, do you? No way, this Streamer really can’t do that!”

Watching the number of people in the livestream room continue to drop, Song Yang immediately dropped his mischievous expression and began to plead.

He didn’t notice that on his phone screen, two points of crimson light were faintly flickering.

“Thi… what is this?”

“A real… real-life NPC?”

In the monitoring room, the assistant looked at the terrifying figure that suddenly appeared behind Song Yang, his face deathly pale.

Even through the screen, he felt his legs turning a bit soft.

Terrifying, too terrifying!

He had never seen such a realistic transformation of a dummy or prop!

That zombie was too real, so real that for a moment, the assistant wanted to turn around and run away.

However, when he saw Li Zhou’s calm and composed expression, he quickly came to his senses.

No, what was he thinking?

How could a legendary creature like a zombie actually exist?

Isn't this ridiculous?

Swallowing hard, the assistant forced himself to calm down.

But at this moment, he no longer dared to look at the monitor screen.

That zombie stood silently behind Song Yang, and the moment he first saw it appear, the assistant’s scalp instantly tingled.

Even now, he still felt some lingering fear.

His heart was pounding non-stop.

Li Zhou, at this moment, looked at Song Yang, who had not yet noticed the zombie, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curve upwards.

He hit the jackpot!

Opening the system panel, he could see the fright value increasing at a terrifying rate.

In less than half a minute, it was almost breaking ten thousand!

Fortunately, Song Yang’s livestream room had a considerable number of fans, otherwise, it wouldn’t have had such an effect.

He was truly a god of wealth!

At this moment, Li Zhou looked at Song Yang on the screen with much more approval.

Although this guy had previously disparaged his Haunted House as utterly useless, considering his fans, he would still tip those ten yachts later.

“Ah ah ah!!”

“Boss, where did you customize this prop? It’s absolutely terrifying, woo woo woo!”

“I almost had to change my pants again.”

In the employee dormitory, Fang Xiaolu had thrown her phone far away.

She covered her head with a pillow, her small body trembling non-stop.

At the same time, across the country, countless people had the same reaction as Fang Xiaolu.

On buses, in classrooms, restaurants, internet cafes… fans watching Song Yang’s livestream room all simultaneously let out a “Holy cow!”

Those with bigger guts, at worst, threw their phones.

Those with smaller guts, experienced a public social death right there in front of everyone.

“Brothers, the Streamer isn’t arrogant anymore, don’t leave me!”

“Having diarrhea in the street… your humble servant cannot do it!”

Inside the Hundred Ghosts’ Tomb at Tianfeng Haunted House.

Song Yang was still making a bitter face at the screen.

Suddenly, he saw the previously quiet bullet comments slowly start to scroll again.

【Damn it, since I secretly went online ten years ago and got caught by my mom, I have never experienced such bone-chilling fear!】

【Ah ah ah, why is it still there!】

【Family… I peed myself…】

【Why do I feel like it’s alive… I can’t take it, my heart can’t handle it anymore!】

A few bullet comments scrolled by, then gradually subsided.

Looking at the fans’ comments, Song Yang was completely bewildered.

What was going on?

Was his twerking dance really that powerful?

Finally, one viewer, whether out of revenge or kind-heartedness, trembled with two fingers and typed a line on the screen.

【Streamer, don’t look back!】

“Don’t look back?”

“Hey, did you forget what I said earlier?”

“The Streamer, I’m naturally anti… anti-anti-anti-anti-holy crap!”

As the kind person had anticipated, Song Yang, upon seeing his bullet comment, immediately turned around with a flourish.

As his bangs flew, Song Yang’s eyes met a pair of dead, hollow, crimson eyes.

“Hoh…”

The eerie, phlegm-like sound started again.

This time, this time it’s called a face-to-face ultimate attack!