Chapter 81 - Uploader

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"Can anyone not know you? Ask anyone in the World game who doesn’t know you!"

"This girl definitely has a thing for Ming’an, helping him out without hesitation."

"Woc, so Shen Yue isn’t an NPC, but a player who has lived in this instance world for a long time?"

"To become an Observer and get up close with Ming’an! I want that too ah ah ah!"

"(Shocked) You guys actually want to go down there, even licking booths at Number One Player, have you lost your minds?"

"Stop deluding yourselves, people; aside from Lv Shu, who dares get close to him..."

"Seriously, becoming an Observer seems like a chance that’s hard to come by. There’s hardly any news on the forum, seems like not many have managed to become Observers..."

Su Ming’an had not yet received her response.

Shen Yue just looked at him, speechless.

Moreover, he saw a glimpse of Shen Xue among the crowd.

Her eerie eyes, as if fixed on him at all times, accurately cast a gloomy gaze his way.

"Be cautious of this school... everyone," Shen Yue suddenly came closer, whispering in his ear with a slight rose fragrance wafting over: "...including me."

Su Ming’an felt a tickle on his cheek, her hair gently brushing his face, bringing a subtly profound, wave-like sensation.

After Shen Yue finished speaking, she took her leave from Su Ming’an’s side and walked toward Shen Xue. The two looped their arms around each other intimately and headed for the canteen together.

The evening sun bathed the students of the school in golden light, making everything look extraordinarily comforting, as if suddenly pulling people back to the purest days of their youth.

...Although he had just stepped out of that youthful era himself.

Shen Xue and Shen Yue gradually disappeared among the stark white school uniforms, while Su Ming’an turned and walked toward the office to look for some clues but was abruptly pulled by someone.

"Don’t go back there," Lv Shu said while holding him: "The previous school building, it has disappeared."

Su Ming’an looked toward the previous school building.

...He saw a sudden expanse of white.

As if a piece of the world had been abruptly carved out, the spot where the school building used to be was gone, swallowed up in blinding whiteness, though students were still emerging, chatting and laughing.

"Feels a bit like a ghost story," Su Ming’an remarked, looking at the whiteness.

"I checked the auditorium, and it’s the same there; just an empty space, as if deliberately inaccessible," Lv Shu said: "Now, only the canteen and dormitories remain open."

"Shall we go then?" Su Ming’an led the way.

The two first headed toward the canteen, which looked like a normal cafeteria with many students. The smell of food and oil was pronounced as various kinds of dishes were stir-fried together. The aunties in the canteen were bustling about, spooning food and chatting lively while students ate like starving ghosts.

Su Ming’an distinctly felt many eyes on him as he entered, as if they were intentionally waiting for him.

He was used to being watched like this and ignored it, guessing that this canteen must have some dangerous mechanisms... but for now, all was calm.

He and Lv Shu got their food and sat down at a table in the canteen—they certainly weren’t going to eat it, just looking to see what would happen.

However, there was not.

It was as if the crisis hadn’t even begun. Apart from a few occasional glances — and Wang Xingkong who wolfed down his food as he sat down with his own plate — everything else was normal.

"This really is... a familiar taste." Wang Xingkong, sitting across from him, seemed on the verge of tears as he ate voraciously and nostalgically remarked, "Although the World game only started a month ago, it feels like a century has passed... It’s either the apocalypse filled with zombies or that extremely eerie Mechanical City. It’s not easy to find a world that feels this warm..."

He rambled on, soon cleaning his plate completely.

"You really don’t have any sense of crisis, do you?" Lv Shu didn’t have much affection for this guy who just came over by himself.

"Eating is the most important thing; everyone needs to eat!" Wang Xingkong exclaimed, "Though this lousy game lets our digital bodies go without food, we still need to enjoy the process — without eating, what’s the point of living?"

As he spoke, his hand stealthily reached towards Su Ming’an and Lv Shu’s plates, "Ming An’an, God Lv, if you aren’t eating, can I have yours?"

"...Feel free." It was the first time Su Ming’an had heard someone call him that... The way this person spoke was as if he had known him for a long time.

"Hmph." Lv Shu turned his head away, ignoring Wang Xingkong.

"Ming An’an, I’ve been watching your livestream for a while now," Wang Xingkong said, eating from the three plates and muttering, "But you haven’t posted any videos recently. I survived my finals by watching your recordings."

"..." Su Ming’an now understood why this person was so familiar.

He remembered the video he had recorded before entering the game, which he hadn’t had the chance to upload to Bilibili — it had taken him a long time to edit.

...It had only been a month ago, but it seemed like a much longer time had passed.

"...It’s nothing." Su Ming’an said indifferently, "I won’t be a Bilibili host anymore."

The viewers quickly realized this:

"Let me tell you, when I first watched, I thought this host was very skilled, wasn’t easily scared into screaming, and his voice was so calm, the explanations spot on... I really liked that episode where you locked the ghost in a safe spot and went out to scare people yourself, and also, also, that one episode where you entered the wardrobe without saving and still made it through..." Wang Xingkong continued non-stop, but Su Ming’an suddenly said, "Stop."

"Ah, ah? Did I say too much? I’m sorry, I was just too excited to see you in person; actually, I really liked your tutorial on torching the old grandma..."

"Shut up." This time it was Lv Shu who spoke.

Wang Xingkong looked up from his full plate.

—Now he noticed.

The students who were sitting there, chatting and laughing, were now all staring in this direction.

It was not a gaze attracted by his words.

It was like looking at prey, their eyes were fiery red, akin to a wolf’s gaze.