Overturning the world: playing the villain at the beginning

And the screen displayed next to Shenqi.

There are very few bullet screens above.

It is estimated that there are not more than one hundred in total.

"Wait, the number of barrage on it is wrong! It doesn't look like our live broadcast room."

"What? Not our studio?"

"Let me take a closer look."

"Fuck! It doesn't seem to be true!"

"Is this another live broadcast room?"

"Let me see what they are talking about, they must be praising my god!"

"It seems to be saying 'slip away, this anchor is dead, why is he so unlucky, he happened to be drawn to the 444 live broadcast room, the cursed live broadcast room that claims to have a 100% mortality rate?'"

"Huh? How did our god die? Just kidding, I think it's this game that will be unlucky!"

"Hmph! As the god of games, my god dares to be so arrogant for a mere horror game."

"Where is the player? Let's go there together..."

"Wait, wait, it's not easy for you to cause trouble. God hides his identity and strength, and he is here for fun. If we spoil his interest, think about the consequences."

"It would be better to die than to live."

"Fuck! Fortunately, I didn't go."

"Speaking of which, we couldn't find the entrance to the studio."

"Huh? My God seems to be going out."

Shenqi is naturally not the kind of god who follows the rules of the game, or in other words, more often, he is the one who makes the rules.

Even if he now seals all his strength and becomes an ordinary human level.

Unlike Shenqi, the other people all went into their respective rooms and stayed behind closed doors at night.

But Shenqi came out and didn't say anything.

Also walked to the ancestral hall behind.

The ancestral hall was set up in the last yard of this large courtyard, and the front was locked.

Although Shenqi only has human-level strength now, this ordinary iron lock is not difficult for him, and the lock will break if he pulls it easily.

Walking into the ancestral hall, the inside is very dark, and it seems that it has not been taken care of for many years, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated on the ground.

There are many tablets enshrined in it, but now it is covered with spider webs.

As soon as Shen Qi walked in, a gust of wind rose from behind the door, and it blew shut the door with a bang.

Originally when the door was opened, there was still a little moonlight coming in from outside the house, but now when the door was closed, there was no light at all inside, and it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

The barrage of the horror live broadcast: "Fuck! Fuck!"

"High energy ahead!"

"It's over, this anchor is dead."

"He really wants to die. He dares to come alone at night to a place where almost 100% of the death scenes will be triggered. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers! He doesn't think that people will not die in horror games, does he?"

"After all, they are newcomers. Every time there will be some people who have no brains and love to die. The lucky ones can survive, and the unlucky ones will die."

"But this newcomer is really brave. If it were me, I wouldn't dare to go into such a dark ancestral hall alone, which is scary and weird at first sight."

Tiandao live broadcast: "Come here!"

"Next is the show of my God!"

"Applause!"

The two live broadcast rooms presented completely opposite scenes.

Before Shenqi came to the tablet, he picked up a tablet in one hand and looked at it.

A laugh suddenly sounded.

"Hehehe~"

For other ordinary people, it is estimated that they will start to be afraid at this moment.

But Shenqi didn't feel it at all.

He is looking at the name on the tablet.