Livestreaming Forbidden Zone: Starting with a Qilin Tattoo Terrifies the Entire Internet

The moment Jiang Han's military boots stepped onto the dark red deck, a metallic roar echoed from the depths of the prison ship.

The scarlet warning light illuminated from the bow to the stern.

Countless chains below the deck vibrated simultaneously.

The sound was transmitted back to Earth via live broadcast.

The eardrums of billions of viewers went numb at the same time.

Jiang Han stood in the center of the deck.

The token at the waist lit up automatically.

Black and gold light patterns spread from beneath his feet.

The dark red bloodstains on the deck were pressed back into the gaps layer by layer.

The black shadow that had tried to crawl out of the crack immediately retreated upon contact with the token's light patterns.

Jiang Han glanced down.

"You still know how to be afraid."

"Looks like this ship isn't completely wrecked."

The live stream paused for half a second.

The live chat has resumed.

【白夜：(ﾟДﾟ≡ﾟДﾟ)】

Was something reaching out from under the deck just now?

Don't ask, the answer is simple: old criminals, upon seeing a new leader, instinctively retreat to their beds.

Xiao Yan: (╬ಠ益ಠ)

What exactly was shut down in this place? I'm tempted to turn off the live stream even through the screen.

Jiang Han walked forward.

His military boots trod through layers of dried blood.

With each step, a brief Qin-character pattern would light up on the dark red deck.

The drone flew close to the deck.

The camera pans across the ship's side.

Only then did all the spectators realize that the ship was far more terrifying than they had imagined.

The bulkhead was nailed with wreckage.

Some of them had six broken light wings remaining on their backs.

Some skulls have golden horns on them.

Some had their chests pierced by long bronze nails, with dried fragments of internal organs still hanging from the nails.

They were once called gods by many civilizations.

Now it's just a warning sign on the outside of the prison ship.

Long Guozhu stared at the screen, his breathing becoming heavier and heavier.

"Enlarge the third wreckage."

Xiao Li's fingers moved rapidly.

The image freezes.

Beside the skull of that remains, there was a semicircle of gold inscriptions.

At Professor Smith's overseas research institute, someone immediately cried out in alarm.

"That's a sacred emblem from ancient Western mythology!"

"That's impossible!"

"This is a fake!"

In the live stream, Professor Smith's account started spamming the chat.

Professor Smith: It's fake!

Professor Smith: It's impossible for a prison structure to exist inside the sun!

Professor Smith: No material can withstand the solar environment; this violates the principles of thermodynamics!

[Professor Smith: The Eastern-style news anchor is creating a massive holographic scam!]

His statement was immediately viewed by the entire internet.

【Xiao Yan:(눈_눈)】

Old Shi is here again.

[Every time Jiang Shen raises his hand to slap someone's face, an expert proactively washes their face clean.]

【Bai Ye: (≖‿≖)】

[I suggest the professor check his own family's mythology book first, lest he accidentally trace his ancestry onto the deck.]

Jiang Han glanced at the comments.

He stopped in front of a huge bronze cabin door.

The hatch is covered with Qin seal script.

Each scratch contains a dark red substance.

The hot air blowing out from the crack in the door carried the smell of burning and blood.

Jiang Han spoke to the camera.

"You keep asking why the sun is a prison."

"The answer is simple."

"The sun is not a celestial body that mortals can understand."

"It is the ultimate incinerator built by the Qin Dynasty."

Observatories around the world fell silent at the same time.

Jiang Han raised his hand and pointed to the glowing ancient canal that ran through the red sands of Mars outside the ship's side.

"This canal is the escort route."

"Mars is a transit station."

"The five-colored altar is the ferry crossing."

"This ship drags the gods who have committed grave sins here, and then sends them into the sun."

He looked at the camera.

"Some of the sunlight you see every day comes from the embers of the Old Gods after they burned."

These words were spoken.

The global live stream screen instantly turned white.

【Bai Ye: (⊙﹏⊙)】

Wait a minute, am I sunbathing every day to absorb the waste fumes from the gods burning their candles?

Xiao Yan: (╯°□°）╯

My mom just told me to go outside and sunbathe, but now I'm a little hesitant to go.

"Stop talking. I just applied sunscreen, and I suddenly feel really rude."

[Sun: Don't look at me, I'm just a furnace.]

The overseas academic channel was completely in an uproar.

An astrophysicist immediately took off his glasses.

"We've spent our whole lives studying star structures."

"Now you're telling me there's an artificial prison at the core of the sun?"

Another seminary professor knelt in front of his computer, his face pale.

"The emblems on those remains are genuine."

"If ancient Eastern civilizations once nailed them to ships, then what is the origin of our mythology?"

No one answered him.

Jiang Han continued her live stream.

Why does the name "Yinghuo" represent misfortune?

"Because this place has never been an ordinary planet."

"This is the last place where the condemned prisoners will stop before they are escorted into the sun."

"The dry ravines on the Martian surface are not riverbeds."

"Those are the flight tracks left after the Great Qin Interstellar Canal came to a standstill."

He reached out and patted the bronze hatch next to him.

A dull thud immediately came from inside the hatch.

The hearts of audiences around the world were in their throats.

Inside the door.

There is something alive.

Jiang Han approached the crack in the door.

Hot air rushed out from inside.

The temperature of the drone's outer shell soared.

Snowflakes appeared at the edges of the lens.

Xiao Li immediately shouted:

"Turn the cooling module to its highest setting!"

"The drone's outer shell is at red temperature!"

Long Guozhu stared at the hatch.

"Mr. Jiang, would you like to open it?"

All the viewers were waiting for this answer.

Jiang Han grasped the door knocker.

The bronze runes on the door knocker lit up.

The sound of chains being dragged could be heard from deep within the ship's hull.

The sound was getting closer and closer.

Something was stuck to the door panel from behind.

A muffled voice came through the crack in the door.

"Warrior..."

"Let me out..."

"I may offer you the crown..."

All comments in the live stream were cleared.

Even the most absurd viewers are afraid to use memes anymore.

Jiang Han's hand stopped on the door knocker.

He felt it for two seconds.

Then loosen it.

"Something that's been locked up for tens of thousands of years has a very strong smell."

"I have no interest in cleaning cells at the Sun Prison."

As soon as he finished speaking...

The entire online audience almost broke down.

Xiao Yan: (￣□￣;)

【No, Jiang Shen, you scared me to death just now, and now you're complaining about the smell?】

【Bai Ye: (´◉_◉｀)】

[Excellent, very pragmatic, and perfectly in line with my understanding of Jiang Shen.]

Is this what it means to be strong? Not opening the door isn't out of fear, it's because of the stench.

The voice from inside the door became urgent.

"Warrior!"

"You can't leave!"

"All the Qin people outside are dead, you can't leave!"

Jiang Han kicked the door.

The entire bronze door trembled inward, creating a ring of cracks.

The sounds from behind the door immediately ceased.

Jiang Han said in a cold voice:

"Say it again."

"I will now send you, door and all, into the core of the sun."

Quiet.

Complete silence.

The viewers in the live stream felt a chill run down their spines.

Long Guozhu said in a low voice:

"He wasn't led astray by curiosity."

"That's the scariest part."

"Know what you can touch and what you can't touch."

Jiang Han walked along the deck towards the ship's side.

The token at his waist was still absorbing the golden light that remained on the ship.

The points of light drifted out from the remains of the god and eventually disappeared into the surface of the token.

Jiang Han did not explain to the live stream audience.

He simply looked at the towering giant kneeling in the red sand in the distance.

The giant didn't dare to move.

The chain was fastened in its shoulder bone.

Its forehead was touching the ground.

Jiang Han stood on the side of the ship.

"The ship is still alive."

"The prisoners inside are still alive."

"But we're not going in today."

"The core of the Martian canal has not yet been found."

After he finished speaking, he prepared to jump off the prison ship.

Right at this moment.

The giant, towering ten thousand feet tall, let out a heavy sigh.

It disregarded the chains tearing open its shoulder bones and pressed its head even lower.

"The Supreme Being of the Great Qin".

"Please."

"Take that thing with you."

Jiang Han stopped in her tracks.

The live stream camera turned to the giant.

Its voice carried the fear of impending liberation.

"Please... take it away from this dead land cursed by the Qin Dynasty."