Chương 6: , yet another one?

No matter how much the viewers in the live stream tried to persuade him, Rao Xiaozhi never gave up.

After interacting with netizens, he took a selfie stick and slid it across the sunken rooftop.

The roller skates make a startling "buzzing" sound as they rub against the ground.

His body swayed like a snake.

His body leaped up from the edge of the rooftop and came to a steady stop on the edge of the bowl.

Holding the selfie stick and leaning back slightly, another half step back would be a bottomless abyss.

If you accidentally fall, you will surely be smashed to pieces.

Rao Xiaozhi is always pushing his limits.

It first slowly swings upwards from the bottom, and then leaps up in a small arc when it's close to the edge of the bowl.

Judging from the live stream footage, it looked like he was about to jump off the rooftop.

As he becomes more familiar with the terrain, the height of his jumps when he reaches the edge increases accordingly.

The "thump" sound of each landing always gets netizens excited.

For some netizens with a weak heart, just watching the live stream in the video was enough to make their hearts pound and their legs feel weak and sore.

However, the previous series of actions clearly did not meet Rao Xiaozhi's requirements.

The width of the rim of the bowl on the rooftop is approximately forty centimeters.

At the center is a 20-centimeter-high iron railing, about the thickness of a wrist.

After coming to a steady stop on one side, my gaze was fixed on the guardrail on the other side.

He wanted to make a bold attempt.

After sliding to the other side and jumping up, he stopped with both feet on the railing.

He has practiced this move countless times and his success rate is as high as 90%.

He is confident that he will succeed in this challenge.

"call!"

He let out a shallow breath.

After making full mental preparations, he jumped down.

With a long "hum", the figure leaped into the air.

Rao Xiaozhi's muscles were tense.

Use your legs to find a landing point on the railing in the air.

when!

The wheels made a crisp sound as they landed on the guardrail.

Rao Xiaozhi's feet were crossed and stuck on the guardrail.

Just when success seemed imminent, his body suddenly swayed left and right in the air.

Ultimately, losing his balance, he fell from a great height.

Lin Yunwei was also watching the live stream.

My mood suddenly tightened.

Subconsciously, I turned my gaze to the side.

"Why won't you listen?"

He slowly turned his head.

They discovered that Rao Xiaozhi hadn't fallen; instead, he had grabbed the edge of the railing with his hands.

The body is suspended in the air, pressed against the smooth glass sphere.

I wanted to use my feet to push off, but I couldn't find any point of leverage.

"Don't worry, everyone, I'm fine."

Throw the selfie stick up and grab the edge of the railing with both hands.

Use your arms to lift yourself up little by little.

But he had already used up most of his strength during the exercise.

After several attempts, I still couldn't succeed.

Hanging upside down in the air, his face was filled with despair.

Finally, he turned his head to look at what was beneath him and chose to give up struggling.

Release your hands naturally and let your body fall downwards.

Bang! Clang!

Viewers in the live stream couldn't see the screen, but could only vaguely hear the audio.

"What's the situation now?"

"Did you hear that? It looks like someone has fallen!"

"Holy crap! Another one...?"

"It seems Master Lin's prediction was correct after all; another one has passed away."

"Is this Master Lin the King of Hell? Everyone he names is dead."

"Brother, you might actually be the incarnation of Yama, the King of Hell, on Earth."

...

Rao Xiaozhi is dead!

[Mission failed, please try again!] Lin Yunwei looked helpless.

There have been two bloody lessons before, yet you still don't believe it.

"The next one should trust me no matter what."

Now that the three people on the list are dead, he should turn his attention to the others.

My luck has just been really bad lately.

Aside from seeing all three of them on the first day, he didn't run into them again in the following days.

I don't know how things are going today.

Slide your fingertips up.

One short video after another slipped past my eyes.

Watching videos with the mindset of completing a task makes it feel like going to work.

I've been playing for several hours straight, and I even feel tired.

"Could it be related to my mindset?"

Lin Yunwei began to ponder metaphysics.

That's just how it is sometimes.

The more you look for something, the less likely you are to find it.

Instead of thinking about it, you'll naturally encounter it.

The first three examples are good illustrations.

So I started watching it again, just for fun.

Regardless of whether the mission objective was ultimately found.

At least it won't feel as tiring as going to work.

While he was happily scrolling through short videos, news of Rao Xiaozhi's death was rapidly spreading.

The information hotspot has reached a new peak, and the number of fans has increased by leaps and bounds.

It started at tens of thousands, then rose to hundreds of thousands, and then to millions.

I was scrolling through short videos until 8 PM when I opened my profile page.

The number of fans has reached more than 900, 000.

And it continues to accumulate at a rate of tens or hundreds of times per second.

"With my current fanbase, I could totally take on some GG or something."

Looking at the huge number of fans, Lin Yunwei seemed to be deep in thought.

Don't say it.

He received quite a few private messages from business contacts.

However, even when seeking business collaborations with him, things tend to go awry.

Coffins, urns, funeral shops.

He could understand.

Despite their intention to save them, all three of them ultimately died.

Normal companies would consider their brand image, and products for the dead happen to align with that.

"If you can't make money, you might as well do it; even if it's a bit hellish, so be it."

At first, I hesitated.

His real purpose was, after all, to keep them alive.

Many online opinions now believe that he is involved in the deaths of the three people.

Just like a crow.

They were there to warn of impending disaster, but were ultimately mistaken for evil.

Now, some people are calling him the King of Hell in private messages.

He also said that the deaths of Zhang Haijun and the other two were because he had singled them out.

If I were to take on these underworld businesses now, wouldn't that just confirm my reputation as the King of Hell?

But when he saw the price offered by the other party, Lin Yunwei no longer hesitated.

The amounts ranged from 100, 000 to 200, 000, and even reached as high as 500, 000.

The five zeros following the number made his eyes widen in disbelief.

He was just an ordinary person, and he had never seen so many zeros before, except in Chengdu in his previous life.

Even if you complete the system tasks, you'll only earn 100, 000 yuan.

How could he not be tempted?

I opened the private messages and replied to each one.

"We can cooperate. Add me on WeChat and we can discuss it in detail."

The other party reacted quickly as well.

Accompanied by the continuous ringing of bells.

WeChat's friend interface has also added three more friend requests.

[Changhong Funeral Parlor requests to add you as a friend!] [Heavenly Funeral Supplies requests to add you as a friend!] [Welcome to your funeral home. We would like to add you as a friend!]...

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