Master of Kaidan
Chapter 321

Chapter 321: 321

The electronic door opened, and Feng Xue followed the "stone pillar" into the bar. As soon as she entered, before she could even say anything, the audience watching the live stream exploded after seeing the scene inside.

There was simply no doubt that the bar was filled with a group of ruffians, obviously equipped with combat-oriented artificial bodies, sprawled out all around, some even seeming to have smashed into walls. According to the evidence at the scene, the unmistakable cause of their fall was that same "stone pillar" now stopped by the wall.

[Why is this gang so wimpy?]

The chat in the stream exploded with such remarks, but someone immediately countered:

[It’s not the gang’s fault, there’s something wrong with that stone pillar! I just turned on holographic mode, and when the stone pillar rolled over, I jumped out too!]

[Crap, me too, hit my head on the bed, it hurt like hell!]

[Damn it, I threw out my limited edition lipstick!]

...

Feeling the new tag of "Super Hacker" within her, Feng Xue smiled slightly, looked at the ruffians scattered on the floor, walked to the wall, and picked up the stone pillar. Judging by the fact that the wall hadn’t given way to create a hole, this thing could only make targets "with the ability to dodge" evade. As for whether the target needed the ability to judge, that would require further experimentation.

However, now was not the time for that. She hugged the stone pillar again, and the previously cursing ruffians suddenly turned meek. But right at this moment, Feng Xue suddenly raised her arm.

"Bang!"

A dent abruptly appeared on the bar counter, as if struck by an air cannon. However, the man emerging from behind the counter, his figure looking quite distorted, only then realized that Feng Xue had actually just knocked down an "invisible person."

"So the so-called Summoning Ghost was nothing serious, just optical camouflage!" Feng Xue said boredly, looking at the downed ruffians, she unenthusiastically told the audience:

"Sorry, I thought there would be a more intense fight, but seems like the ruffians from No Man’s Land are just like this..."

Hearing Feng Xue’s words, the ruffians who had stood up began spewing profanities, their tone still meek under the influence of the illusion.

At this moment, the gang leader finally stood up. He looked at Feng Xue with a somewhat eerie tone,

"Who the hell are you, and do you know who I am?"

"Yeah, I know. The boss of the Undead Gang, a trickster who uses optical camouflage artificial bodies. So what?" Feng Xue casually grabbed the arm of a ruffian who tried to sneak up behind her, twisted her feet like taking a stroll, and violently slammed him on the ground.

"You will be cursed! I will summon an evil spirit to kill you!" The gang leader began to hysterically shout, his skin even starting to show dense red spots, making the viewers’ scalp tingle and feel unease.

But Feng Xue simply shoulder-checked another person who rushed at her, sending him flying, then nonchalantly brushed her shoulder as if dusting off dirt, then glanced at the horrified words in the stream chat, and said indifferently:

"You think you could fool me with a Chameleon Skin System? Bro, it’s 2077, you don’t think there’s still anyone who believes in ghosts, right?"

Feng Xue looked helplessly at the gang leader, and at this moment, the chat in the stream began to mock those who had previously expressed concern.

But then a flood of new messages surged on the screen—

[What is that?!]

[Streamer! Your shoulder!]

[Your shoulder! Look at your shoulder!]

As the chat filled with dense messages, the gang leader, with a ghastly expression and his skin reddened, sneered:

"Is that so? Then what’s that on your shoulder?"

At this very moment, in the eyes of countless viewers in the live stream, there was a distinct pale hand on Feng Xue’s shoulder.

The hand seemed to belong to a woman, and the wrist appeared as though violently torn apart, with red tendons and pale bones grotesquely exposed in a corrupt and sinister fashion.

Yet Feng Xue, appearing as if she felt nothing at all, said exasperatedly:

"As adults, let’s not play these games just for kids, okay? And come on, audience, don’t just blindly follow along and hype things up for the sake of show effects, is it fun?"

[No, Streamer, just take a look! There really is something there!]

[Take a quick look!]

[There really is a hand!]

[I turned on holographic mode, it can be seen from every angle, it’s definitely not a holographic projection!]

The barrage in front of her was diverse, and Bert, the gang leader picked up by Feng Xue, looked frenzied, yet Feng Xue showed no intention of looking over her shoulder, simply tossing the gang leader against the wall as she calmly said,

"At such a young age, you should believe in science. What era are we living in; where are there demons and ghosts? It’s just holographic projections, optical camouflage, that sort of stuff. What’s there to be scared of? If worst comes to worst, just load a thermal module into your electronic eye or display terminal! At least the current optical stealth devices still have issues with temperature regulation. Even if cooling devices are added, it’s hard to maintain a consistent temperature with the air..."

As Feng Xue explained, she walked out of the Soul Trembling Bar with a stone bench, as if she had transformed from a Martial Arts Faction streamer into a skeptical science communicator.

However, the audience’s barrage was becoming more exaggerated by the moment, with even some timid viewers starting to leave the live stream.

It seemed that Bert, noticing the decline in online viewership, sighed helplessly,

"Really now, just look since you’re here, if you had told me earlier that you wouldn’t look, I would have looked..."

While grumbling like consoling a child, Feng Xue turned her head to look over her shoulder, where there was nothing.

"Wow, so scary! I was scared to death! How can there really be ghosts in this world!"

The overly exaggerated scream came from Feng Xue’s mouth, but the barrage became even more agitated—

[We’re not joking!]

[There really was a ghost hand just now!]

[Seriously, we’re not lying to you!]

...

The barrage was full of swearing and promises, but Feng Xue averted her head, and at that moment, when she shifted her gaze, the ghost hand appeared on her shoulder again.

The barrage exploded again, Feng Xue turned her head, the ghost hand disappeared, Feng Xue moved her gaze away, the ghost hand appeared again...

After several cycles of this, the atmosphere bizarrely shifted from creepy and weird to something comically absurd, like a funny cartoon series.

And finally, an audience member caught on, and the message spread from one to ten and ten to a hundred until after a few seconds, the screen was filled with one type of message—

[Streamer, take out the recording from earlier and take a look!]

Bert, the streamer, sighed helplessly, seriously placing the stone bench on the ground, then stretching out his right hand, he opened a wearable screen, entering his own streamer page like split screen browsing, and pulled up the previous live footage. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, on his shoulder...

"I told you, there were no ghost hands... Pranks should have a limit!"

[Fuck! Really nothing?]

[I clearly saw it!]

[My port has screen recording! It can’t be edited... Fuck, really nothing there!]

[It appeared again! I took a screenshot this time!]

[Fuck, how did it not capture!]

[Fuck!!!! I even used the photo function to take a picture of the screen and got nothing!]