77: We need to act like men!

Seeing that Li Zhou was indifferent to his pleas for help, Song Yang simply stopped calling out.

From beginning to end, he knew that only Li Zhou could save him.

As for the others, it was already very good if they hadn't fainted from fright.

Didn't Chen Ze and Old Hei start strangling each other out of fear?

Everything still depended on himself!

Of course, Song Yang didn't blame Li Zhou for not coming to his aid.

It was a livestream after all; where could he find such good program material?

He knew without a doubt that after this, he would definitely become popular again!

Nonsense, which Streamer on the entire internet could achieve what he had achieved?!

The pain was real, the fear was real, but the trickery was also real.

Song Yang used his last bit of strength to strike a decent pose, then turned his head, looked at Goethe, and roared, "Come, kill me!"

"Today, let me see what you can do to me..."

Originally, Song Yang wanted to leave an image of bravely facing death in front of the audience.

However, before he could finish his sentence, the bandages on Goethe's face suddenly fell off.

His twisted face, as if burned by fire, reappeared.

Goethe bared his teeth in a smile, and his entire aura completely erupted!

An extremely terrifying killing intent raged, like a violent storm.

The intense feeling of suffocation prevented Song Yang from uttering a single word.

Goethe had always been able to clearly sense Song Yang's emotional changes.

Although Song Yang had always appeared extremely terrified, screaming miserably and cursing loudly.

In reality, he wasn't truly afraid inside.

After all, he had experienced the scare of zombies, and it wasn't his first time encountering Goethe.

Song Yang knew he wouldn't actually die, so he had consistently put on a comical act.

His aim was to increase the program's effect.

However, his actions were undoubtedly a provocation to Goethe.

Coupled with Li Zhou's previous instructions, Goethe was now prepared to show Song Yang what a true butcher was like.

Bloodstains mottled his tall body, giving him an unparalleled sense of oppression.

On his twisted face, a pair of eyes showed no human emotion, utterly indifferent.

Under Song Yang's somewhat bewildered gaze, he suddenly stopped the chainsaw in his hand.

The piercing buzzing sound disappeared, replaced by an endless dead silence.

Then, Goethe smiled.

The twisted muscles on his face began to contort, revealing a chilling smile that made one's scalp tingle.

Under everyone's terrified gaze, the room door suddenly closed automatically.

Song Yang and Goethe's figures simultaneously vanished from everyone's sight.

"No, is he... is he really an NPC?!"

Chen Ze looked at the closed door, panting heavily.

The feeling of suffocation made him a little dizzy, and he stumbled to the ground, his voice trembling, unsure if it was because of the struggle with Old Hei earlier.

He had also seen Goethe's smile just now.

In that instant, he seemed to have truly seen a living butcher!

Not just him, the audience in the livestream room was also stunned.

Compared to a cold-blooded, indifferent killer, a smiling butcher was undoubtedly even more terrifying!

Even though everyone knew that everything in front of them wasn't real, when Goethe revealed that smile, no one thought of that.

Their hearts were enveloped by endless fear.

This fear originated from the soul, a hysteria that arises when life is completely beyond one's control.

Yes, even through the screen, the audience subconsciously felt a sense of death.

Li Zhou looked at the steadily rising fright value, feeling no surprise.

The terrifying employees recruited by the system were not to be trifled with.

After all, the zombies had previously scared countless viewers in Song Yang's livestream room into calling the police, so how could Goethe, whose terror level was higher than theirs, fail to scare people just because he was across a screen?

After a brief silence, the audience in the livestream room instantly erupted again!

"Holy moly, Song the Bold wasn't really killed, was he? That guy's smile just now almost made me wet my pants!"

"I'm a prison guard. I've seen too many heinous criminals, but compared to that guy with the chainsaw just now, even some death row inmates look like they just graduated from kindergarten!"

"Is this really a virtual scene?"

"Why did Song the Bold's livestream room go black again!? I really want to know what happened!"

"Just asking, Streamer, why are you guys still standing there? Aren't you going to find a way to run quickly?"

"Run? Where can we run to? The room door is blocked!"

... The bullet comments scrolled rapidly.

Some people were so scared by Goethe's smile that they questioned whether he was truly a virtual NPC.

Some wanted to know how Song Yang was doing now.

And some were frantically reminding everyone in the room to run!

However, Song Yang, the bravest among them, was already locked outside, his life or death unknown. Apart from Li Zhou, almost everyone else in the room was completely at a loss.

Forget about escaping, just standing steady was good enough!

"I should have brought some weapons in. This escape room is so dangerous, who can beat it!"

Chen Ze was on the verge of tears.

He had never heard of any escape room in the country being this terrifying.

That thing just now was too scary; he just started sawing buttocks with a chainsaw without a word. Who could handle that?

He certainly couldn't.

If the other parts of the Tianfeng Haunted House were similar to the castle, he even, for a moment, didn't want to continue the challenge.

His previous popularity seemed enough to support himself, and that was pretty good.

There was no need to suffer such hardship.

But even as he thought this, he inadvertently saw the rapidly increasing online viewership in the livestream room, which was almost reaching 500,000, and Chen Ze was stunned, instantly revived!

500,000 online viewers, without any manipulation!

What kind of concept was that?!

In an instant, Chen Ze seemed to understand why Song Yang had appeared fearless from the very beginning!

Damn it, with so much traffic, even if he really encountered a ghost, it would be worth it!

Moreover, he wasn't actually going to die!

Holding his flashlight, Chen Ze looked at Old Hei, who was trembling non-stop as if he had been electrocuted, and quickly patted his face, signaling him to look at the livestream room.

Old Hei was a little confused by Chen Ze's sudden action.

"Dude, what time is it? You're still thinking about the livestream?"

"Now we should be thinking about how to escape, or how to avoid that guy outside and restart in another way. When can't we livestream? Why now... Holy crap?"

As a Streamer, Old Hei's habits had become muscle memory. He only glanced at the livestream room and was instantly stunned.

He slapped his own face hard, and after confirming he wasn't dreaming, he suddenly stood up from the ground!

"Ze, I feel like us watching Brother Yang get bullied like this isn't very good."

Old Hei's face showed a look of great fearlessness, which made Dai Xiaomei, who was not far away, stare in surprise.

"Did this guy take the wrong medicine?"

"What do you mean it's not good to see Song Yang get bullied?"

"Are you actually thinking of saving him?"

Before Dai Xiaomei could think further, an even more astonishing scene occurred.

Chen Ze also stood up from the ground, even though he was trembling non-stop and swayed unsteadily as if his limbs were uncoordinated when he stood straight, but his face also showed a resolute expression.

"Hei, you're right!"

"We need to act more like men!"

"There's a girl in this room, we can't just sit here and wait for death!"