Chapter 1791 I am the ultimate boss in the male channel horror live broadcast room (17)
After the fans reacted, they began to encourage the old butler to torture Song Ye. It took him a long time to refresh the video before they realized that the old butler was not the anchor and could not see the fans' comments.
But at this moment, the old butler's muddy but shrewd eyes suddenly raised and looked straight ahead, as if looking directly at the audience in front of the screen through the screen.
"Aren't you excited?"
"As long as you give a few dollars, you can influence a person's life, death and the way he dies. Even if that person has nothing to do with you and has no enmity against you, he may be watching a fresh life slowly grow in front of you.
You feel a sense of accomplishment after your death, and you feel that you are omnipotent gods..."
"Don't you think you have committed a heinous crime because you have countless excuses and your life is under great pressure? Didn't the live broadcast really kill someone? You didn't do it yourself? Anyway, you just vented your emotions through the Internet, not the murderer.
You guys, you don’t need to feel guilty, just enjoy the moment..."
“You can unscrupulously encourage others to kill people, and you can use the most vicious and dirty language to attack people you don’t know at all, because online, you are wearing an invisibility cloak, and no one knows who you are, and what you say and do is irrelevant.
Will anyone know..."
The nature of Song Ye's live broadcast room is no different from those of those dark web live broadcasts of murders, and is even worse in nature.
Because the dark web is secretive and cannot be accessed by ordinary people, but Song Ye's live broadcast room is compulsory to watch, instigating all people to do evil.
Every word Gu Mo said seemed to be turned into a sharp blade, piercing directly into the hearts of every audience member.
The live broadcast room suddenly fell silent, especially those who were on the reward list. They felt guilty and embarrassed. Looking at them with Gu Mo's eyes, they wished they could leave the live broadcast room immediately.
But they couldn't withdraw. They could only rack their brains to refute and scold Gu Mo.
"We were just forced to watch this live broadcast and were forced to participate in these things. We are also victims. Why do you accuse us from the moral high ground?"
"How noble do you think you are? If it were you, you might be more outrageous than us..."
"The real evildoer is the anchor. If you have the ability, you can treat others the way they are treated. Why are you targeting us?"
However, besides these sounds, there is another kind of sound in the live broadcast room.
"The old housekeeper said what I have always wanted to say. Ever since I entered the live broadcast room, I have seen either killings or sex. Every time I comment in the live broadcast room, I am banned. Even if I am banned, you will kill me if you step on the horse.
Kick out of the live broadcast room, who wants to watch such a disgusting live broadcast..."
"Obviously society is advocating truth, goodness and beauty, the law has been curbing crime, our law enforcement officers are working hard for social harmony, and our society is getting better and better, but there are always people who commit crimes unscrupulously under the pretext of exposing the darkness of society. In my opinion
This anchor has an anti-S society personality. He has long wanted someone to punish him. Now that he has finally been counterattacked, it is so satisfying!"
"I hope the old housekeeper will find a way to curb this live broadcast, catch this anchor, hand him over to the police, and let him be punished by law..."
The old butler ignored the comments section that was filled with comments and continued: "A bunch of idiots, do you think that if you hide behind the Internet, no one will know who you are, and no one will be able to do anything to you?"
The old butler showed a strange smile, "No one can hide in a dark corner and do evil forever. Now that I am the anchor, it will be your turn next..."
The bosses on the reward list in the live broadcast room felt a little bit in their hearts. Could it be that this housekeeper discovered their identities in reality?
Will the old housekeeper report them to the police?
It shouldn't be possible, right?
This live broadcast room seems to have broken away from the current level of technology. The police even took advantage of the live broadcast room and did not notice it. Does this old butler have such ability?
He must be alarmist!
When they were worried, the old butler's wrinkled face suddenly showed a stiff standard smile, which made his bare gums exposed, which was even more scary.
But he did the standard posture of Balala Little Demon Fairy, and finally said two out of ten, "I, the messenger of light and justice, the God of the Internet who has wiped out all the darkness in the world, please remember my name -
—Nicholas Onion!”
Then the old butler disappeared from the live broadcast room, leaving only Song Ye who was tied in a chair in the entire gloomy old house.
Song Ye kept trying to break free from the restraints of the rope, but his hands were clearly not tied, but he could not untie his legs tied to the chair.
The entire chair seemed to be frozen, staying firmly in place no matter how it moved.
Song Ye was scared, especially when he called the system, there was no response from the system.
All his abilities are given by the system. As long as the system is there, he feels that he is omnipotent. But once the system disappears, he starts to panic.
He won't be trapped in the live broadcast room forever, right? No! He doesn't want to be here!
"System! System, come out quickly!"
Song Ye didn't know how long he had been calling before the system's voice finally sounded again.
"You call me a soul!"
The system's tone was very aggressive. He no longer wanted to deal with Song Ye. He failed more than succeeded, and even with the golden fingers it gave him, he couldn't do anything to him. He was a waste!
Song Ye ignored the system's tone and said angrily: "System, what's going on with you? Didn't you say that I am the leader of the live broadcast room? Why do people from the real world suddenly appear in the live broadcast room and you don't even notice?
Don’t know? Can you do it?”
Song Ye was also a little panicked. If the system was not the most corrupt, then the illegal things he had done by relying on the system would be investigated by the police, which could put him in jail for the rest of his life.
And the most difficult thing for Song Ye to accept is that, having tasted this feeling of being a god, how could he be willing to be cautious in the future?
The system's voice suddenly became gloomy, "What? Are you questioning the capabilities of this system?"
Song Ye felt as if the system was angry, and his arrogance suddenly weakened.
"No, no, how dare I..."
He is really afraid of angering the system and the system will take back everything given to him.
"System, take me out first!"
"No, the ultimate boss, the old butler, has locked the live broadcast room, and you can't get out."
Song Ye looked shocked, "What do you mean? The old butler has become the ultimate boss, and the live broadcast room will be his from now on?"
"Of course not."
The system lacked confidence and said: "This system is bound to you, and the live broadcast room will still be yours in the future. However, if there are NPCs in the live broadcast room or people brought in from the real world to kill you, the ultimate boss will change owners and you will be punished.
It will also be turned on automatically. You can only leave the live broadcast room after completing the mission goals set by the ultimate boss..."
"Aren't you the system? Don't you have the final say in the live broadcast room?"
