Chương 3: The person... is dead?

.. is dead?

"The person... is dead?"

Looking at the disconnected live stream page.

Lin Yunwei suddenly tensed up.

Zhang Haijun is dead!

[Mission failed, please try again!]

"There shouldn't be... a punishment mechanism, right?"

He stood there stunned for a long time, and only breathed a sigh of relief when nothing happened.

Then I looked at the live stream interface, which had been disconnected.

I couldn't help but sigh.

"Hopefully, his death will serve as a warning to those who come after him."

Zhang Haijun died not long ago.

The red dots on his page began to rise rapidly.

The number of likes, replies, and private messages is constantly increasing.

The number of individual fans also increased from zero to ten, twenty, and fifty.

And it is expected to exceed one thousand.

Zhang Haijun's death began to spread rapidly online.

In just half an hour, it topped the trending list on the Douyin platform.

#BrotherFlyingSpeed# #MasterLin# #Did you go to Flying Horse? #

"??? Wait, what happened? The person is already dead?"

"Judging from the situation before the live stream ended, he'll probably be crippled if he doesn't die!"

"The car and its occupants must have rolled down the slope!"

Does anyone know anything about this Master Lin's background?

"Holy crap!!! He was right! Just now, Brother Flying Speed and his car rolled down the slope!"

"I thought all this fortune-telling was fake, but it turns out Brother Feichi really is dead!"

"Don't talk nonsense. The live stream just disconnected. We can't even be sure if Ga is still here."

"It shouldn't be a problem, Feichi's team is very professional."

"After all, it's a human life at stake. I hope Feichi is alright."

...

LC City.

Inside a high-end residential building.

"Wife, wife, wife, look!"

Zhu Zhiguang, who was severely obese, struggled to twist his body and walk to the kitchen door.

In the kitchen, the young and beautiful wife is preparing the food for her upcoming mukbang (eating broadcast).

"Did you know, that guy Feichi got kicked out!"

"Brother Flying?"

The beautiful wife turned her head: "Which 'Flying Speed Bro' was it? Why did he suddenly stop?"

"Do you remember my comment from yesterday?" Zhu Zhiguang reminded him nervously, "The one who said he knew physiognomy and that my time was coming to an end, and told me not to overeat."

"I remember, so what? Wasn't that just a comment trying to get clicks?"

His wife couldn't help but laugh: "Seriously? You're such a grown man, you don't still believe in fortune telling, do you?"

"But he also left a comment in Feichi's comment section."

Zhu Zhiguang's chubby face twitched, his eyes filled with terror: "And... and just now, Brother Feichi died while he was live-streaming his racing!"

"Dead?"

The wife looked puzzled: "Is it because of that comment?"

"You doubt that person really knows how to read faces and tell fortunes?"

Turn off the gas stove.

He wiped his hands on his apron and walked towards Zhu Zhiguang.

I took the phone and got a general idea of the whole process.

"It looks pretty scary."

The wife frowned, but remained rational: "But that doesn't mean he's really dead."

"Besides, it's the 21st century now. Do you really believe that someone can tell whether someone is alive or dead just by looking at their face?"

He returned the phone to Zhu Zhiguang.

His wife scoffed, "Don't even talk about whether he's dead or not. Even if he really is, it's just a coincidence."

"We still have to trust science."

"Alright, stop scaring yourself."

Zhu Zhiguang stood there, his mind replaying the message in his head.

At first, he didn't want to think too much about it.

But now that Brother Feichi's death is right in front of him, he can't help but think about it.

"Honey... I'm a little scared, what should I do?"

Zhu Zhiguang looked at his wife and said, "Actually, I've never told you this."

"I've been feeling a bit unwell lately."

"I'm really afraid I'll eat myself to death during today's live stream."

The wife stopped at the kitchen doorway.

There was no sign of heartache on her face, only distress.

"What should we do? We've already made a promise to the fans, we can't just go back on our word in the end."

How about this?

"After today, I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up."

"If there's really something wrong with your health, how about we stop doing live streams?"

This should be fine this time.

Zhu Zhiguang nodded and agreed.

"it is good."

Before long, his wife had filled the table with braised pork knuckle, lobster, roasted lamb leg, and all sorts of fried skewers.

Zhu Zhiguang sat in front of the live streaming equipment, his brows furrowed and his face drooping.

"What happened with Brother Feichi was purely a coincidence, so please don't overthink it."

His wife patted him on the shoulder and comforted him with a smile.

Zhu Zhiguang let out a long breath and nodded with a forced smile.

"I'm fine, let's get started."

The live stream has started.

A large number of viewers quickly flooded into the live stream room.

The number of people quickly exceeded five thousand.

"Hello everyone, welcome to my live stream."

Zhu Zhiguang's chubby face was full of smiles.

He greeted the audience warmly.

The viewers in the live stream responded very enthusiastically.

"Here it comes, here it comes."

"Wow! This whole table looks so appetizing. When will I be able to marry a wife as virtuous as my sister-in-law?"

"My mouth is already watering, when are we going to start eating, Piggy?"

"Of all the food vloggers online, I only admire Brother Pig."

"Other mukbang videos are boring; the editing is too obvious. Pig Brother's live stream of him actually eating the food is what makes it compelling."

"Holy crap!! This is a feast I could eat in three or four days. He really is a glutton!"

As the number of viewers in the live stream increased.

Dissenting voices also began to emerge.

"I heard this streamer has also received attention and comments. Let me see what's going on."

"Holy crap!!! How can we possibly finish all this? Are we really going to stuff ourselves to death in the live stream?"

"Could it be... that the master's prediction was accurate again?"

"This is starting to get the guys excited. If he cries out again, this is going to get really interesting."

"The first one failing could be considered a coincidence, but if this one fails again, can't we still call it a coincidence?"

Lin Yunwei had just returned to the hotel after finishing his meal when he received a notification from his followers about their live stream.

Clicking in, you'll see Zhu Zhiguang sitting in front of the food.

Holy crap!!! This whole table is huge!!!

"Is he planning to eat it all?"

Lin Yunwei's eyes widened, his face filled with shock.

Just looking at it makes me feel full; I really don't dare to think about how I'll eat it all.

The probability of death is 91%.

The mortality rate was even higher than that of Zhang Haijun.

It might just happen this time.

"Listen to my advice, streamer, don't gamble with your health."

"You've been overeating for so long, your body couldn't take it anymore."

The viewers in the live stream became excited when Lin Yunwei appeared.

"Holy crap! The master has arrived!"

"I have to say, this master is a really good person. He reminded Feichi in Feichi's live stream before."

"Brother, I advise you not to be ungrateful. Feichi is already finished; don't make another mistake!"

"Huh? Why is the master silent again?"

[Sorry, you have been permanently banned from this live stream!] Looking at the notification message in front of him, Lin Yunwei shook his head helplessly.

Even though there are precedents to follow, they still don't believe it.

Do you have to kill a lot of people before you'll believe me?

After Zhu Zhiguang's wife banned Lin Yunwei's account, she gave Zhu Zhiguang an OK sign.

Zhu Zhiguang naturally saw Lin Yunwei's message as well.

My mind is a bit of a mess right now.

But the live stream has already started, so there's no reason to interrupt it arbitrarily.

"Brother Feichi... it must just be a coincidence."

After mentally preparing myself, I managed to force a fairly natural smile.

A bowl of braised pork knuckle was pulled in front of him.

"Brothers, let's cut to the chase and get straight to the point!"