75: What else could this be but true love?

“Make Chen Ze die a few more times?”

Li Zhou was surprised as he looked at the bullet screen.

What kind of strange request was this?

Chen Ze had, after all, brought a lot of popularity to his Haunted House. Doing this would make him an ungrateful wretch.

Just as he was about to refuse, General Y sent another bullet screen, again accompanied by a carnival gift.

“One death, one carnival!”

But then again, after Chen Ze died once, the viewership of his livestream room seemed to have skyrocketed.

If he made him die a few more times, it would also be for his own good, wouldn't it?

Li Zhou stroked his chin, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Not far away, Chen Ze, who was contemplating what pose to die in so as not to damage his image, suddenly felt a chill.

Touching his head, he subconsciously sighed that this Haunted House was truly something else.

An average person really couldn't challenge it.

“Damn, I'm tearing up. General is truly in love with Chen Ze!”

“Knowing that this will gain followers for that kid Chen Ze, yet still willing to spend money for him—what is that if not true love?!”

“What? When did General come out?”

“I'm dying of laughter, is this another form of revenge? Hahaha!”

“Did you notice? The boss seemed a bit hesitant at first, but after seeing ‘one death, one carnival,’ the screen stopped shaking! Good heavens, I can already imagine Chen Ze's upcoming treatment!”

“Haha, my condolences in advance!”

…In Li Zhou's livestream room, the program effect was explosive.

Many viewers had forgotten their previous tension and started frantically typing bullet screens.

General Y was another TikTok Streamer who had a love-hate relationship with Chen Ze.

The two could be said to complement each other; an accidental encounter led to a century-long battle.

The final result was General temporarily fading from the scene, while Chen Ze, with General's assist, firmly established himself on the livestream platform.

No one expected that watching a Haunted House challenge would also bring a renewed clash between the two.

Although General might not be the real person, the program effect certainly materialized.

Li Zhou didn't know about their past.

He just felt that there was nothing wrong with making some money while increasing the Haunted House's popularity and harvesting fright value.

Although the Haunted House had already become popular, his small treasury was already overwhelmed by a year of previous stagnation.

He certainly wouldn't refuse an opportunity to improve it.

Pressing his lips together, Li Zhou pondered for a moment, then immediately had an idea.

After gaining authority over the castle, he could give commands to Goethe without speaking.

At this moment, everything outside the room naturally couldn't escape his notice.

Song Yang was indeed not dead.

He was currently being held by Goethe like a chick.

His face was the familiar purplish-red, wanting to speak, but unable to utter a sound.

He wanted to break free, but Goethe's extremely tyrannical aura made him completely unable to move.

In the darkness, Song Yang saw Goethe's extremely crimson, indifferent eyes, which further intensified his inner fear.

If he hadn't known that he was in the castle and wouldn't truly die, he probably would have fainted from fright just like before.

Although the people in the room couldn't see Song Yang, Song Yang could see everyone.

He opened his mouth, still unable to make a sound.

At such a life-and-death moment, he wasn't asking for help; instead, he wanted to beg the big brother in front of him if he could turn on his flashlight.

Damn, what a great livestream effect!

The thought that such a scene couldn't be seen by his fans made Song Yang's heartache actually outweigh his fear!

Goethe seemed to sense the psychological change in the prey in his hand. He looked at Song Yang, who was sticking out his tongue, his face purplish-red, yet still thinking about fiddling with that broken phone, and a hint of human-like surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had some memory of Song Yang.

This guy was different from all the other prey he had encountered.

It could be said that every time they met, Song Yang's fear of him would decrease a little.

His psychological endurance seemed to have been trained, and he was gradually no longer so afraid of him.

Thinking of the command the boss had just given, Goethe no longer hesitated.

He casually threw Song Yang to the ground and pulled the chainsaw in his hand.

The next moment, the familiar buzzing sound echoed in the dead silent castle.

At the same time, almost all the wall lights in the castle disappeared, and even the room plunged into darkness.

The scene Yuan Hao and the other two had seen earlier was replicated before everyone's eyes.

The piercing sound of the chainsaw was even more terrifying in the darkness!

Inside the room, Chen Ze and Old Hei instinctively hugged each other, trembling.

Dai Xiaomei also held Ellie in her arms, completely devoid of the fearlessness she had shown in front of her fans earlier.

Her eyes were filled with fear, and she nervously scanned the surrounding darkness.

The audience also noticed that Li Zhou, Dai Xiaomei, and Chen Ze's livestream rooms, like Song Yang's, had all turned pitch black.

“Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!”

“Are we going to die?!”

“I'm not ready yet!”

Chen Ze and Old Hei, due to their inner panic, instinctively started wailing.

It wasn't that they were too timid; it was mainly because the scene before them was just too damn scary.

Besides the constantly ringing chainsaw sound, as far as the eye could see, not a single hair could be seen.

This feeling of being like lambs to the slaughter made their unease reach its peak, and their heart rates instantly went off the charts.

If they didn't wail to vent, they would probably be scared unconscious directly.

Fang Xiaolu's reaction was not much better than the others.

As a real employee, she knew very well how terrifying her boss's scary employees truly were!

That wasn't something that could be endured simply by psychological suggestion.

The fear originating from the soul was enough to make anyone lose their sanity at this moment.

Just as Fang Xiaolu was about to wail like Chen Ze and Old Hei to vent her inner unease, her small mouth was immediately covered by a hand.

The next moment, a beam of light pierced the darkness, illuminating the room.

Li Zhou held up a flashlight, scanning everyone one by one.

The audience in his livestream room could now clearly see everything in the room.

Chen Ze and Old Hei, two big men, were hugging each other like fellow sufferers, their faces still showing confusion and bewilderment.

Dai Xiaomei couldn't show her face, so her facial expression couldn't be seen.

But through her delicate body, which kept shaking as if it had some small toy inside, it was clear that she was badly frightened.

At this moment, seeing the flashlight in Li Zhou's hand, Chen Ze reacted.

He quickly separated from Old Hei and swiftly took out his flashlight from his pocket, trembling as he turned it on.

Only now did he finally understand why Li Zhou had prepared these things when they entered the castle earlier.

It turned out he had already anticipated this situation!

With the flashlight, Chen Ze subconsciously shone it outside the room.

He urgently wanted to know what kind of ghost that guy who just dragged Song Yang out was!

However, when Chen Ze shone the flashlight beam outside the room, he froze in place again.

At the same time, all the audience in Li Zhou's livestream room instantly went numb with shock.

They saw a tall figure whose specific appearance couldn't be seen, holding up a chainsaw.

Beneath the chainsaw, Song Yang was wriggling like a caterpillar, constantly arching towards the room.

As he arched, he indignantly shouted:

“Boss, are you serious?!”