Seeing this scene.
All the audience members were shocked.
It was so strange and terrifying!
It was as if to an illusionist, no matter who it was, no matter how strong the other party was, they could turn into a puppet at will under the illusionist's hands. He could control everything at will, and the puppet's every move, life and death, were in his hands.
How could such a mysterious and powerful person not be admired?
"The Artist is too strong. Perhaps he is even stronger than the black shadow monster, but he has been hiding it all this time.”
"He won? The artist won? Will the streamer be safe?"
"Not necessarily. Who knows what the hell of despair is?”
"The host has been in there for a few hours, right? If they hadn't come out yet, could it be that only dead people could come out?”
"How can I come out if I die?"
"Eh? The live broadcast has been hacked!"
"What's going on? Is the live broadcast signal cut off?”
Lian Qian didn't know how she came back.
In the blink of an eye, she was standing on the food street.
In less than two minutes, a group of uniformed people surrounded her.
"Miss Lian Qian? Come with us."
The leader took out an ID and waved it in front of her.
Lian Qian only saw the words " Special Inspection Division " written on it before she was brought into the car.
Shen Yan was also standing in the food street. The people around him were blinded by illusions and could not see his existence.
A gust of wind blew past.
He disappeared from the spot.
Lian Qian was brought to a secret base and blindfolded the entire time. It was not until they arrived that the blindfold was removed.
She was brought to a small house with walls everywhere.
There was a table and two chairs inside. Lian Qian was sitting on one of the chairs, and a valiant woman was sitting opposite her.
Yu Miaoshu picked up a document and read out all the information about Lian Qian.
Lian Qian was shocked. She did not expect the country to investigate her so quickly after she went missing.
The location of the alternate dimension was random. Wherever it appeared, people in the same area would be unlucky enough to fall into it.
If the person involved happened to be in a place without surveillance cameras, it would be very difficult to investigate who was missing.
Lian Qian guessed that she had been broadcasting live at that time and suddenly disappeared. Her fans were worried that she had called the police, so the country guessed that she had fallen into a different space.
Lian Qian revealed a complicated expression.
Yu Miaoshu sensed it and spoke, trying to make her voice sound less serious.
"Miss Lian Qian, we already know that you fell into that place. Don't worry, we brought you here to ask you some questions. After all, you're the first person to come out of there alive.”
Lian Qian: " I recorded it on my phone. There should be something you want in it."”
Lian Qian handed the phone to Yu Miaoshu.
Yu Miaoshu took the phone and copied the video to another phone.
" What's the difference between inside and outside?"”
Different? Lian Qian was stunned. At first, she only cared about running away. Later, when she met the mysterious artist, she basically stayed near the stage and did not dare to leave at all.
He didn't pay attention to other things.
"Desolate, that place is very desolate. Moreover, it gives me a particularly heavy and oppressive feeling, as if I can't breathe.”
Everything that could be seen from the camera was barren.
Lian Qian's range of activity was not large, so she did not see any other areas. The space in the Hell of Despair was definitely not that big.
Lian Qian was an ordinary person. Her skills meant that she couldn't search around, or she would die very quickly.
The country had been looking for an opportunity to send people in to investigate everything about the Despairing Hell. Unfortunately, the Despairing Hell appeared too mysteriously.
There was no way to locate its existence.
Yu Miaoshu nodded and took a pen to write it down in her notebook." Then, the second question, what kind of existence do you think an artist is? Was he human? Or a monster?"
Lian Qian lowered her eyes. The existence of an artist was special to her.
"He's like a beam of light. I can't take my eyes off him. My instincts tell me that he's different from those monsters.”
"I understand." Yu Miaoshu nodded and asked a few more questions.
In the end, Yu Miaoshu said to her,"Next, we will take you to check your body. If you have any invisible dangers on your body, you need to check them out as soon as possible."”
After all, Lian Qian was the first person to come back alive. The higher-ups were very concerned about her situation.
Lian Qian didn't object and went for a checkup.
The results of the examination showed that there was nothing unusual about her.
After some questioning, she was finally sent back to her own home.
When Lian Qian returned home and turned on her phone, she found out that everything that happened in the Desperate Hell was being broadcasted live.
No wonder the country found him so quickly.
The private messages in the backstage of the live broadcast were full, and people kept asking about her situation.
Some people were concerned about her, while others asked her about artists.
Lian Qian stared at her phone in a daze.
Would she never be able to see an artist again?
Although the Hell of Despair had only appeared for two months, many people knew about it.
Some people believed it, some did not believe it, and some were skeptical.
After all, the country had never publicly announced the existence of hell.
Even the name Desperate Hell, which sounded terrifying, was given by people online based on some legends.
It was named after despair. Anyone who fell into it would definitely die. Therefore, some people believed that it was the legendary hell, a place that the living could not enter.
Now that Lian Qian had come out alive, the speculations about the hell of despair would be shattered.
"System, please calculate how many points I have now.”Shen Yan asked the system.
The System replied,[Current subversion value: 16830 points.]”
"Why are there so few?"
Chen Yan had estimated that such an exciting event like the live broadcast of Despair Hell would attract many people to watch. Even if there were only tens of thousands of people, it should not be just that, given that each person provided a little Subversion Point.
In the alternate dimension, more than 30 people had provided him with more than 1,000 Subversion Points.
"System, did you swallow my Subversion Points?”
"Host, the system's calculations are correct. The Subversion Points obtained from the Internet will be slightly less than in reality. Because of the lack of realism, there are not many people who truly believe in the existence of the character, so the Subversion Points obtained will be less.”
The internet was always separated from reality.
The appearance of an illusionist was so mystical that many people treated him as an illusory character. Illusion meant that he did not exist. For example, if you looked at the characters in manga novels, although they were powerful, they were not real.
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