I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 121 - 121 120. Its easy to be unlucky sitting with you_1

Chapter 121: 120. It’s easy to be unlucky sitting with you_1 Chapter 121: 120. It’s easy to be unlucky sitting with you_1 Jiangcheng University’s backstreet.

Despite the previous body-dumping case, the area hadn’t become deserted. Approaching October, with Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day on the horizon, students were still eating and drinking here; the internet cafes were filled with the sounds of gamers shouting, and the scent of fried rice mixed with hot and spicy soup was particularly enticing.

Lu Ban bought some fried skewers for around ten yuan, a smoked meat roll, and a cup of fruity herbal jelly before he walked into a pan-fried bun shop and ordered a serving to sit down with.

“Everything is so cheap near the university, huh.”

Lu Ban remarked with a sigh. He had barely taken two bites of his roll when the pan-fried buns hadn’t even arrived yet, and he heard a familiar voice.

“Boss, I’ll have a serving of pan-fried buns, make them extra crispy.”

Looking up, it was indeed Qin Tiantian.

She was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, flip-flops, and even had a bag of barbecue and milk tea in her hand.

“…Weren’t you out gathering materials?”

Qin Tiantian was stunned.

“I’ve finished.”

Lu Ban took another bite of his roll.

He noticed Qin Tiantian looked hesitant but eventually sat down, not at the same table as Lu Ban but at the next one over.

“Why don’t you come over here? It’s a waste of space to have one person per table, and it’s inconvenient for the owner.”

Lu Ban asked.

“I feel like I get unlucky sitting with you.”

Qin Tiantian said seriously.

“…”

Lu Ban thought about it and indeed, it seemed that way.

Last time, when Qin Tiantian walked home with him at night, they encountered the Ghost Market, and when two police officers accompanied him, they accidentally entered Yin Yang Road.

Perhaps Lu Ban truly possessed some sort of mishap-attracting physique.

“What did you gather materials about? Can you give a spoiler?”

After taking a few bites of her grilled lamb skewers, Qin Tiantian couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.

“Just stuff like shrines, shrine maidens, and all that.”

Lu Ban answered truthfully.

“Did you go abroad?”

Qin Tiantian suddenly became interested.

Girls, although not everyone likes to travel, they tend to enjoy those poetic and fresh scenes of scattered cherry blossoms at a Torii gate or standing beside a bridge with an umbrella.

“I guess you could say that.”

After considering for a moment, Foreign Domain should count as abroad, he supposed.

“Are you planning to scare people again this time?”

Qin Tiantian was eager.

Although she’d break out in a cold sweat every time she got scared, the tension at that moment and the release afterwards were addicting.

“It’s not really that scary.”

Lu Ban thought to himself.

“You’re lying through your teeth.”

Qin Tiantian slurped her milk tea, reminiscing something before she broached the subject.

“By the way, do you know about Nanhua Hospital?”

“Nanhua Hospital?”

Lu Ban felt the term was vaguely familiar and after pondering for a while, he slowly replied.

“The one that’s slated for demolition?”

Nanhua Private Renji Hospital, a former private hospital on Nanhua Road, went bankrupt at the start of the year due to earlier restructurings. It was sold to Jiangcheng Industries a couple of months ago and should be under demolition now.

“Yeah, they were originally going to demolish it, but didn’t they halt the construction recently?”

Qin Tiantian finished her grilled gluten, with some chili on the corner of her mouth, which she wiped with a paper towel.

“They say it’s because the construction site is haunted!”

“Haunted?”

Lu Ban raised his eyebrows.

“Night shift workers at the site say they can hear the cries of children and the sound of elevators running despite being out of service. It’s terrifying.”

Qin Tiantian related the story as if it were serious business, causing the owner who was adeptly frying dumplings to glance their way.

“Oh, and then?”

Lu Ban appeared uninterested.

“Don’t you specialize in shooting these kinds of videos? Aren’t you going to check it out?”

Qin Tiantian egged him on.

“I see there are a few of those adventure UPs who are preparing to go, but Jiangcheng Industries seems to not allow them to enter. I saw their chat records in the group, and there’s one who isn’t afraid of death and is planning to sneak in tonight.”

“The places that are set to be demolished are indeed dangerous buildings—they really shouldn’t go.”

Lu Ban considered for a moment and then replied.

“…Aren’t you curious at all?”

Qin Tiantian wondered if Lu Ban was ill; he showed absolutely no interest in such an obvious ghost story.

“Sometimes, the more you know, the more unhappiness you may encounter.”

Lu Ban advised.

“Tsk.”

Qin Tiantian expressed her disdain. Anyone could say those words, but coming from Lu Ban, she wouldn’t believe a punctuation mark of it.

After finishing their meal, Qin Tiantian followed three steps behind Lu Ban, looking around apprehensively, afraid of walking into another strange place.

When they passed by the spirit shed under Lu Ban’s building, Qin Tiantian was still somewhat taboo and didn’t dare to take an extra glance.

After seeing Qin Tiantian to her building, Lu Ban returned home.

He initially planned to study, but Qin Tiantian’s words had left him somewhat uneasy.

He checked his phone and saw that the adventurer’s live broadcast was at midnight. Lu Ban set a reminder and then went to study.

A day at work, a night spent studying—for Lu Ban, it was a perfectly fulfilling day.

At midnight, Lu Ban opened the webpage and saw that quite a few people were already in the live broadcast room.

Thanks to the minor trend set off by Lu Ban’s previous videos, this kind of adventure live stream was experiencing a revival. Combined with the hype of Nanhua Private Renji Hospital on a few niche supernatural forums, the livestream had attracted a large audience.

When Lu Ban tuned in, the host had already climbed over the wall and entered the hospital.

You could see that most of the private hospital had been demolished, leaving only the main building. Bathed in the strong lights of the construction site, the debris cast uneven shadows, which was somewhat frightening.

The host was using a wearable camera, probably fixed on his hat, with some night vision capability, making it fairly clear to see.

It took the host about fifteen minutes to bypass the watchful workers before he made his way into the hospital building.

As he whispered his commentary, he arrived beside the elevator.

“Is this the haunted elevator? It looks broken.”

The host illuminated the elevator buttons with his flashlight, revealing some grime-covered floors.

His flashlight swept over the rooms, casting long and dark shadows across the disheveled beds and medical equipment, stirring one’s imagination.

The exploration that followed was lackluster; the host reached the highest fifth floor without encountering any ghosts or spirits.

However, Lu Ban noticed that the host’s voice was a bit shaky, as if he had just walked out of a cold room.

“It seems there’s not much left to explore. Through this exploration, we can know that the supernatural events of Nanhua Hospital are probably fabricated. There are no ghosts or…”

Before the host could finish his sentence, Lu Ban heard a howling sound coming through the broadcast.

It sounded like a child’s cry, coming from afar.

The host immediately held his breath and quieted down.

You could hear that the sound was not an illusion, but rather something that truly existed.

The barrage in the live chat continued to mock, suggesting that it was all pre-arranged acting by the host.

But Lu Ban could see that when the host turned to look down the hospital corridor, at the far end of the hallway there was clearly a figure.

The host himself seemed unaware, but the audience was already in an uproar.

Suddenly.

Other sounds could be heard in the broadcast.

Listening closely, one would realize that it seemed to be the sound of the elevator’s steel cables being pulled.

The host’s camera turned to the side, to the old elevator.

Somehow, the elevator had started moving, and numbers were displaying on it.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Ding—

The elevator made an arrival sound, and in the host’s video, the elevator doors slowly opened.

“What are you doing?”

Unexpectedly, as the elevator doors opened, only two workers were seen holding flashlights, sternly speaking.

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room instantly became lively again.

What followed was the host being cheerfully sent off, ending the live stream somewhat disheveled.

Only Lu Ban noticed that in the elevator, there was a mirror. And in the mirror, next to the pale-faced host, stood a little girl in a dress, tugging at his trouser leg.

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