The popularity of the live stream surged and then plummeted just as quickly.
Those who stayed were the ones who had been tricked into watching hell.
Those who left were disgusted and fled.
Suddenly, the viewers spotted a lone little ghost.
It seemed to be dragging people along because it had no partner.
Step by step, the person being dragged could only scrape along the scorching hot ground.
Creating little patches of flame.
Heave ho!
Heave ho!
The little ghost worked diligently.
Finally, it arrived before a large pot of oil.
With seemingly slender arms, it exerted force and instantly tossed the person in.
*Splash!*
The moment the person was thrown, the viewers finally saw their face clearly.
"Holy crap! It's Cai Xing!"
"I'm numb, my mom just called me to eat, and seeing the oil made me want to puke."
"Ugh, upstairs, stop talking. I've already got my basin ready."
"Even if I puke myself unconscious today, I have to see how he reaps what he sows! Ugh."
"Brothers, hang in there! ou"
"For those brothers who need help calling 120, send SOS."
The viewers, suppressing their nausea, watched Cai Xing writhe in the oil, his face contorted.
"I'm not reconciled! Why! It's me!"
"Those bastards, they deserve to die!"
"I was wrong, so wrong. Let me go."
"Let me go, let me die."
"Help me!"
From initial resistance and curses, it devolved into begging for a death worse than life.
He melted in the pot of oil again and again.
Melting, then reviving.
Reviving, then melting.
Clearly feeling every moment of his body dissolving.
Yet he could never die.
"Aaaahhhhhh!"
In hell,
Screams and roars mingled together.
The little ghosts continued their work as usual, unmoved.
In the human world, these people were demons.
But in hell, these expressionless little ghosts were the true demons.
This scene seemed to become eternal.
Forever etched into the minds of all the viewers.
Major media outlets also rushed to report.
"#GatesOfHell, Opening For You#" trended on hot search.
Hell,
It truly existed!
You may roam freely in the human world, but after death, demons will surely torment you!
Thus, the live stream became famous overnight!
A sense of pride arose in the hearts of countless people.
They didn't just have the police; they also had the Gates of Hell guarding the way, always ready to open the door for the wicked.
Being human,
It was truly wonderful!
Ah, working overtime so late today.
Zhou Ling glanced at the time; it was already eleven o'clock.
She had been very busy lately because the leadership was coming for an inspection.
"Zhou Ling, want to come with us?"
"No, thank you. My place is very close, only ten minutes away."
Refusing her colleagues' invitation, Zhou Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
As someone with social anxiety, she felt apologetic.
The thought of sitting awkwardly in a car with her colleagues was almost unimaginable.
Fortunately, when she rented her apartment, she had chosen one near the company.
The area around the company wasn't a bustling district. As it neared eleven o'clock, apart from a few roadside barbecue stalls, there was hardly anyone around.
Walking a bit further would lead into the residential compound.
The lights at the compound entrance had been broken for several days, always flickering.
Zhou Ling tightened her grip on her shoulder bag and quickened her pace.
Suddenly, a beam of light shone from behind her.
"Hurry home, little girl."
The security guard, holding a flashlight, leaned out from the window.
"Okay, thank you!"
Zhou Ling felt relieved and quickly ran to her building entrance following the light.
Only after Zhou Ling's figure disappeared at the end of the road did the security guard retract his flashlight.
"These lights really need to be fixed quickly. Look how scared the young lady was."
The other security guard on duty looked over. "Why are you saying that in the middle of the night?"
The incident with Cai Xing had spread throughout Lin City.
More and more people believed that good deeds are rewarded, and evil deeds are punished.
"What's there to say? As the saying goes, if you haven't done anything wrong, you won't fear ghosts knocking at your door."
The security guard with the flashlight scratched his head. "I don't know if it's just me, but the public security seems to have improved recently."
"Normally, let alone walking at night, these young ladies would scream if they heard a sound behind them.
Now they even have the presence of mind to say thank you."
The other person, holding a few pages of newspaper, flipped through them. "It's not just you. It's all written in the papers. Lin City's crime rate dropped by 40% this month, nearly half."
"Really?"
"Why don't you come over and see for yourself?"
"Tsk, so these bad guys are also afraid of hell. I thought they were fearless."
"Heh, now when these people do evil, they have to consider which layer of hell they'll go to after death!"
A corner of Lin City,
Inside a derelict building.
Several young men in their twenties were gathered.
They had planned a big job, preparing for half a month. Before they could even start, the Cai Xing incident happened.
Now, half of the group had already lost their nerve.
"Damn it!" The leader kicked over a chair.
"After preparing for so long, you're going to back out at the last minute? Don't you dare!"
A man sat in the corner, muttering, "One, two, three... no, no, no, should two be enough? Or three?"
"What are you doing, Fourth Brother!" the leader glared.
The one called Fourth Brother swallowed. "I'm calculating if robbing a bank will send me to hell."
"If we don't kill anyone, maybe we'll just suffer, but what if something unexpected happens midway and someone dies..."
"Look at your courage! I've never believed in ghosts or gods!" the leader spat.
"But boss, don't you always make us gather and burn incense before every operation?"
"That's for good luck!" The leader glared at him, exasperated.
"Alright, it's decided. We're going tonight! Stop babbling about all that nonsense."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly lunged from behind.
Swiftly,
They grabbed his thigh.
"Fifth Brother?"
"No, boss, don't!"
Fifth Brother tightly held the leader's leg and wailed, "What if, what if there really is hell!"
"Isn't it better to just eat some noodles? Hell is too bitter!"
The scene of Cai Xing going into the oil pot had been deeply imprinted in his mind.
Fourth Brother also lunged over, grabbing the leader's other leg. "Yeah, boss! It's not worth it!"
"What's wrong with eating noodles! It's not like only big fish and shrimp taste good! Hell is too bitter!"
Watching the two wailing, the leader's facial muscles twitched. "Second Brother, Third Brother, what about you?"
The remaining two exchanged glances. "Let's hold off for now. Public security has also been tightened recently."
They used to do small-time things, but recently they had planned a big score before quitting.
Every time before they acted, they would burn incense for good luck.
In fact, they, who were in this line of work, were more inclined to believe in ghosts and gods.
"Let's see what happens after a while."
"What if there really is hell?"
Who knew how long their lives would last? They might die at any moment.
"Besides, if someone died during the operation, and we encountered that streamer..."
"Wouldn't we be caught on the spot?"
"I heard that the newly appointed Director Zhou of Lin City even specifically assigned people to guard the live stream."
"Ready to dispatch at any time."
"Fine." The leader sighed and kicked away the two men at his feet.
"Get up, aren't we going to eat noodles? Let's go."
The two immediately scrambled up. "Yes, boss!"