The Ultimate Horror Live Stream - Chapter 9 - Death Simulation

“Thanks to Master Biao from Tieling for the donation. But honestly, I’m still eager to hear Liu the Half-Immortal’s opinion, since he’s the expert here.” I pulled out my phone to check the time. It was not yet midnight, still some time before the Short and Fat Old Lady’s warning about not going out after midnight. “If things get too intense, I’ll just escape and call the police…”

Liu the Half-Immortal from the Foot of Mount Qingcheng: “Young people these days are willing to risk their lives for money. Well, since fate has brought us together, let me offer you some guidance.”

“Thank you, Half-Immortal.”

The Live Room’s viewership had risen to thirty-seven, and the number was still climbing.

“When the earth energy is strong, the house is bright, and the residents naturally receive blessings. But if the energy is weak, the house withers, and the residents lack vitality, leading to decline. Streamer, open the window first. I need to observe the earth energy.”

Following the instructions, I opened the window and used my phone to light up the area.

“No grass grows, no flowers bloom, and the trees are oddly shaped. High on all sides, low in the middle, the energy is stagnant, and the foul air accumulates with no way out!” Liu the Half-Immortal took a minute or two before sending another bullet screen: “Streamer, quickly close the window and check if there are any White Rice Grains in the corners of the room, or signs of red, white, or yellow paper being pasted.”

I raised the camera to zoom in. The corners of the room were spotless, not even a cobweb. But when I focused on the double bed, a sense of unease crept over me.

“White Rice Grains!” On the inner side of the bed’s legs, a few grains of white rice were scattered, damp as if soaked in cold water.

Liu the Half-Immortal from the Foot of Mount Qingcheng: “White Rice Grains can be offerings to ancestors or used to appease spirits. This room’s layout is of great misfortune; it’s likely more than one or two people have died here. Streamer, you must find the talisman under the bed. Do not approach if there are more than four talismans; leave immediately to save your life.”

“Under the bed?” I lay on the floor again, one hand gripping the bed’s edge, the other holding the camera, and stretched my head under the bed.

“This…” The cold floor seemed to freeze my body, a tingling sensation as if worms were crawling through my veins. The scene before me was something I’d never encountered, a sensation so chilling that I couldn’t think of a word other than horror to describe it.

Under the two-meter long, one-and-a-half-meter wide bed, the underside was densely covered with Ghostly Symbols written in red on yellow paper!

Teletubby Dies of Murder: “Wow, this is triggering my trypophobia.”

Officer Huang from Class 2, Grade 3: “Dude, call the police. I had a feeling there was something off about this case.”

Don’t scold me, I am very fragile: “Damn, scared the hell out of me…”

Feeling dizzy, I propped myself up with my elbows and sat on the floor. “Half-Immortal, I didn’t count, but it seems to be more than four…”

Liu the Half-Immortal from the Foot of Mount Qingcheng: “Young man, you must fend for yourself. Talismans are usually for good fortune and protection, but the ones in your room, if I’m not mistaken, are for suppressing evil spirits. Now that the evil aura is exposed, the talismans have clearly lost their effectiveness. You brought trouble upon yourself the moment you entered this room.”

“Half-Immortal, are you saying I’m doomed?”

“I wish to help, but being in Qingcheng, I’m powerless.”

Handsome, Skilled, and Loved by Girls: “You two are putting on quite the show, aren’t you? I see through it now-this Liu the Half-Immortal is just a plant by the streamer. The lines are well-rehearsed, the script is decent, and the set props earn a solid ninety points, better than some low-budget domestic effects.”

Teemo stews mushrooms: “Is this an act? I’m twelve years old, don’t try to fool me.”

Married to Haters: “Heartless streamer showcasing acting skills, deceiving naive Water Friends¹ for gifts!”

Master Biao from Tieling: “Who are you calling naive? Want me to teach you a lesson?”

The fear within me was dispersed by the bullet screen comments. I sat on the bed and lit a cigarette, but the image of the talismans under the bed flashed through my mind, prompting me to stand up again.

“Could it be that the Anxin Inn is really haunted?” Even though I had an answer in my heart, I was still reluctant to believe it. “Without seeing it with my own eyes, mere speculation doesn’t prove anything.”

The Police Academy training instilled in me a habit of thorough thinking. To draw a conclusion, one must first form a complete chain of evidence.

After smoking a cigarette, the Live Room quieted down. Despite the earlier scene, the viewership had increased rather than decreased, with over sixty people now watching simultaneously.

“Call me a fraud or an actor, but tonight, I’m staying here. Life or death, I refuse to believe in ghosts.” With determination, I lay on the bed, feeling much lighter with the decision made.

Master Biao from Tieling rewarded The Ultimate Horror Live Room with 99 Ghost Money: “Bold words, I like it. Here’s a reward!”

Liu the Half-Immortal from the Foot of Mount Qingcheng rewarded The Ultimate Horror Live Room with 99 Ghost Money: “Wealth is but a worldly possession, you can’t take it with you. Streamer, why bother?”

In truth, I had my own troubles. With the Underworld Showroom task at hand, breaking the contract could offend that mysterious organization, possibly leading to my disappearance.

No way to escape, I had to face it head-on. “I’ve encountered so many ruthless, cunning, and inhumane criminals. Why should I fear a ghost?”

“Tonight, not only will I stay here, but I’ll also actively seek out the ghost! If everything is fake, then it proves the Underworld Showroom is just a group of people pretending to be ghosts with ulterior motives!”

“Yes, this is their task, but it’s also my chance to expose their true nature!”

With this thought, fear was overcome by reason. I picked up the camera and pointed it at myself: “Dear Water Friends, I’m just as curious as you are. Are ghosts real? Do supernatural phenomena exist? Among all those urban legends, which are man-made, and which hide unspeakable conspiracies? So many unknowns await our exploration, and today is just the beginning!”

“I will recreate the tenant’s death process, leading everyone through that suffocating death scene! From now on, I am that mysteriously deceased tenant, acting according to his mindset, aiming to trigger the same death result and witness the ultimate horror, then die of fright!”

Simulating death by putting oneself in the victim’s shoes is a method that greatly aids in solving cases, but it’s extremely complex in practice, often requiring detailed arrangements and the assistance of psychology experts.

Here in the deserted inn, everything was simplified. Though not a psychology expert, I had some knowledge of basic environmental psychological traits and criminal psychology.

Teemo stews mushrooms: “The style changed, suddenly the streamer seems impressive.”

The senior girl fell in love with me: “Why do I feel this sense of anticipation…”

Officer Huang from Class 2, Grade 3: “I always knew the streamer was a professional. It’s time to show real skills!”

“Death simulation isn’t some high and mighty thing. It’s just about accurately recreating the scene based on the victim’s personality, the primary death scene environment, motive, and criminal psychology.” I pointed the camera at myself: “I had noticed this case before. The deceased was a male, a local from Jiang City, unemployed, and had gambling debts. He couldn’t return home and hid in the outskirts at Anxin Inn to avoid creditors.”

“Interestingly, he stayed at Anxin Inn for half a month without incident, but something happened on this particular day. What happened that day? Or rather, what did he do that brought about his demise?”

Holding the camera, I paced around the room: “Hiding in one place for half a month, the TV is broken, no entertainment, facing two old and terrifying faces every day…”

“And the death occurred at night. What would a bored young man do? Could it be…”

I rummaged through the room and finally found something under the pillow: a colorful card.

Teemo stews mushrooms: “Streamer, what did you find? Does that card hold valuable information left by the deceased?!”

Handsome, Skilled, and Loved by Girls: “Haha, Teemo, it’s not that we won’t tell you, but sometimes silence speaks louder than words.”

Officer Huang from Class 2, Grade 3: “Please watch your language, this topic is too heavy for a minor.”

Handsome, Skilled, and Loved by Girls: “I bet you’re another plant by the streamer, with such a stiff tone. Be careful, you might not get a boxed lunch after the show!”

Teletubby Dies of Murder: “This Live Room has so many twists…”

Footnote:

1. Water Friend(水友):This term is often used in Chinese online communities to refer to online friends or fans who interact with content creators, such as streamers or video bloggers.