She leaned on the throne, her slender and beautiful fingers casually propping up her chin, her tone as light as if she were speaking of a very ordinary matter.
“Starting today, until I leave this place, everything in this inn is forbidden from disturbing me. No matter the time.”
The black mist churned slowly behind her, like a lowered night sea.
“I do not care what tasks you have, nor do I care what rules this inn has,” Cen Yao said, slightly raising her eyes. “But do not disturb my meals. And do not disturb my rest. If anyone disobeys...”
She paused.
The ghosts and monsters in the corridor did not even dare to breathe.
Though they did not need to breathe in the first place.
The finger Cen Yao used to prop up her chin moved slightly.
A wisp of black mist slid down from the armrest of the throne, randomly wrapping around a ghost hiding in the corner.
That ghost seemed to finally realize something, its eyes suddenly widening as it struggled desperately.
But it could not make a sound.
It could only open its mouth wide in silence, watching as the black mist wrapped around it bit by bit.
After a few seconds, the black mist dispersed.
The spot was completely empty.
Not even a corner of its clothes remained.
The ghosts and monsters in the corridor shuddered collectively.
The landlady's face turned completely pale.
Her face, which originally looked like withered tree bark, now looked more like a piece of paper soaked and rotted by rain.
Cen Yao looked at them with satisfaction.
“Do you understand?”
The ghosts and monsters nodded frantically.
This time, every ghost was very careful with the range of their movements.
They were terrified of nodding too hard, having their heads fall off, and then being casually disposed of by the black mist.
“Very well.”
Cen Yao stood up.
As she stood, the black throne slowly dispersed, turning back into churning mist and submissively drooping at her feet.
She lifted her skirt and slowly walked past the ghosts and monsters suspended in mid-air.
Her footsteps were very light.
But as they fell on the wooden floorboards of the corridor, they felt like they were stepping on the soul bodies of all the ghosts and monsters.
When passing by the landlady, Cen Yao paused.
The landlady's cloudy eyeballs trembled.
Cen Yao looked at her and said calmly, “I need breakfast tomorrow morning.”
The landlady nodded frantically.
Cen Yao added, “A clean one.”
The landlady nodded even harder.
Only then did Cen Yao withdraw her gaze and leisurely return to her room.
She pushed the door open and went in.
The moment the door closed, all the black mist in the corridor dissipated simultaneously, as if it had never appeared.
The dim yellow light turned back on, the portraits returned to the wall, the wooden floorboards quieted down, there were no more pale fingers in the door crack, and there were no more rustling strange noises downstairs.
Only a floor full of limp ghosts and monsters remained.
They were dumped in the corridor, their soul bodies so faint they looked washed out, unable to get up for a long time.
The landlady lay prostrate at the top of the stairs, her withered fingers clawing tightly at the floorboards, only the terror of surviving a disaster left in her cloudy eyes.
Inside the fourth room on the fourth floor, Cen Yao sat back down at the table.
The fried chicken was still hot, the ice in the cola had not fully melted yet, and the French fries were only slightly soft, but it was not a big deal.
She took a sip of cola, the icy sweetness sliding down her throat.
Cen Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The orb was quiet in her mind for a long while before speaking in a low voice, “Host.”
Cen Yao took a bite of the fried chicken. “Hmm?”
The orb's tone was complex. “You really looked like a villain just now.”
Cen Yao thought about it and seriously corrected, “It's a Witch.”
The orb: “...”
Fine. A villainous Witch is still a Witch.
In the livestream, the bullet comments had gone crazy.
【...】
【...】
【...】
【Did I accidentally click into a Boss's livestream just now?】
【Oh my god, what did I just see?!】
【Lady Witch, you are my god!!!】
【That throne! That gaze! That sense of oppression! Who understands? I was watching the livestream in bed, and my legs went completely weak.】
【Lady Witch, I will follow you forever (voice cracking)!!!】
【I declare that from today on, I am Lady Bling Bling's dog! Woof!】
【The one in front, don't steal my spot, I was here first! Woof woof woof!】
【Wait, can you guys have some dignity? Forget it, count me in. Woof.】
【Who understands? I just clicked in from the recommendation page, and the first thing I saw was the black mist throne. It literally hard-locked me until now.】
【A rookie? You call this a rookie? This is clearly a final Boss who accidentally wandered into a rookie dungeon.】
【Seriously, other players are clearing dungeons, but she looks like she's here to take over.】
【Sorry, God Qin, I'm going to climb over the wall for three minutes. This woman is really too cool.】
【Three minutes? I'm climbing over for the whole night.】
【An old fan who has been here since the start of the broadcast speaks: In less than twenty-four hours, the streamer has already rushed into the top ten of the Rookie Recommendation List.】
【Top ten? I just checked, she's already seventh!】
【Help, her growth rate is terrifying.】
【It's normal, right? With this kind of looks, this kind of strength, and this kind of entertainment value, who else would they promote if not her?】
【I have a feeling that if she can get out of this dungeon alive, the first place on the Rookie Leaderboard will be hers sooner or later.】
【Don't say sooner or later, I've already shared the livestream with all my friends. Everyone, come watch Lady Witch!】
This wave of commotion was too big.
It wasn't just the original viewers in the livestream who were sharing it like crazy; the recommendation page of the Horror Game also captured the data anomaly.
A rookie dungeon livestream's online viewer count exploded in a short period.
The bullet comment density, retention time, tips and follows, and emotional fluctuations were all soaring.
Thus, even more players were attracted by the recommendation page.
Some came for the “abnormal popularity of the rookie dungeon.”
Some came after seeing the screenshot of the black mist throne on the cover.
Some just clicked in out of boredom.
Then, without exception, they were all hard-locked for a few seconds by Cen Yao's playback clip.
The black mist sweeping the inn, the Witch sitting on the throne, and the ghosts and monsters of an entire inn trembling before her—this kind of scene was simply too shocking for players who were chased by ghosts and monsters in dungeons year-round.
When others entered a dungeon, the players were dominated by the ghosts.
When she entered a dungeon, the ghosts were having a meeting to be criticized by her.
As a result, the shock points began to rise frantically.
The numbers on the orb's back-end soared all the way.
Watching the constantly jumping numbers, the entire system lit up.
【Ding—Congratulations Host, total shock points obtained: 5,000,000.】
【Current total shock points: 5,201,026.】
Cen Yao had just taken a sip of cola and was almost choked by the bubbles.
“How much?”
The orb's voice carried an excitement it couldn't hide.
“Five million, two hundred and one thousand, and twenty-six!”
“Host! We're rich!”
Cen Yao silently put down her cola.
She looked at the fried chicken and French fries on the table, then glanced at the tightly shut door.
Suddenly, she felt that the group of ghosts wasn't so annoying anymore.
At least they contributed a very nice grand entrance effect.
The orb was still immersed in the joy of sudden wealth.
“Host, that move of yours just now was really too cool! Especially the black mist throne! I declare, this is your most successful flex to date...”
Halfway through, it suddenly hit the brakes.
Cen Yao raised her eyes. “Flex what?”
The orb obediently changed its words, “Decorative magic display.”
Cen Yao: “...”
She was too lazy to expose it.
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