A single divination predicts life and death; the entire internet begs me to start a live stream.

9:45.

Atrium.

The ground is no longer visible.

There were people behind the railings on all five floors.

Selfie sticks were raised like a forest.

The fill lights resembled a white sea of ​​stars.

Twelve large commercial screens.

Simultaneously switch between live feeds.

Total number of attendees.

【10127】

It has exceeded 10,000.

The crowd cheered.

"It's broken 10,000!"

"That's an exaggeration!"

"This is definitely going to be a trending topic today!"

Hengtai's official live stream room.

More than three million people were online at the same time.

The total number of views for live streamers across the entire network has exceeded ten million.

And it's still rising.

The anchor, Xiaolu, finally squeezed into the courtyard. She held up a selfie stick, her eyes lit up, and her voice rose an octave.

"Babies~"

"We finally squeezed in!"

"Look, look!"

"There are so many people here!"

She winked at the camera.

"I almost got squashed today trying to show you guys some gossip!"

"So if there really is some big news later..."

The little deer covered her mouth and chuckled, then skillfully captured her best angle in the photo.

"Babies, remember to give this person a little heart!"

She backed away while panning the camera toward the stage.

Suddenly, Chen Bufan appeared in the shot.

Xiao Lu froze.

"List……"

He immediately turned his head the next second.

"Babies, let's look at something else!"

He runs faster than anyone else.

Wang Tianhao happened to see it and laughed.

"Why does she act like she's seen a ghost whenever she sees you now?"

Chen Bufan frowned. He had just seen a flash in the bottom right corner of Xiaolu's phone screen.

Dark red square.

A seal.

Then another person's light came on.

Ten units.

One hundred units.

Thousands of units.

Every live stream frame.

The same red mark appeared on them all.

The average viewer is still asking.

[New logo for Hengtai?]

[It's quite well-designed.]

9:52.

Backstage.

Jiang Mingxu had already stood up.

The agent stood in the doorway.

"Mingxu, be obedient."

Jiang Mingxu looked at him.

"If I don't go, will everything...?"

"Full recovery."

"And what about me?"

The agent looked at Jiang Mingxu in the mirror and smiled without saying a word.

Jiang Mingxu stood up and nodded to his agent.

"Understood."

He looked at his shadow, which had stretched itself towards the stage.

It's like they can't wait to go up there.

Jiang Mingxu took a deep breath.

Lift your foot.

Take the initiative to move forward.

The agent was stunned.

"Where are you going?"

Jiang Mingxu turned around.

"Didn't you ask me to go on stage?"

"you……"

Jiang Mingxu twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I've figured it out. If I can't leave, then I won't leave."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the stage.

step.

Read a sentence.

"I am Jiang Mingxu."

One more step.

"I am Jiang Mingxu."

The shadow stretched longer and longer.

The red marks on my neck are getting brighter.

9:56.

Eight side gates.

Open simultaneously.

Eight women.

Enter the atrium from eight directions.

The crowd cheered.

Sakuragawa Dance Troupe.

The host only gave a brief introduction.

Then the sound of drums rang out from inside the venue.

thump—

First word.

The eight people stood still.

East. South. West. North.

Southeast. Southwest. Northeast. Northwest.

All directions.

Eight black paper umbrellas.

At the same time, it hangs down.

Kamishiro Ayako.

Due east.

She looked up.

The gaze passed over ten thousand people and over twelve large screens.

Finally, it fell on Chen Bufan.

He bowed slightly from a distance of 100 meters.

It's like they're saying hello.

next second.

Twelve large commercial screens.

It went black at the same time.

It lit up again.

It's not GG.

Twelve scenes.

It's all atrium.

Twelve angles.

Twelve "eyes".

The scene became even more chaotic.

"here we go!"

"Kamidai!"

Where is Jiang Mingxu?

"Jiang Mingxu!"

Ten thousand people simultaneously raised their phones.

The third basement level.

Real-time viewership.

It has surpassed 15 million.

On the third basement level, the man in white finally opened his eyes.

"That's about it."

9:58.

On Shen Qingyue's side.

The human wall was finally pushed open.

The people inside opened the door first.

Preface by Jiang Ming.

He walked out on his own.

Shen Qingyue's expression changed immediately when she saw the red marks on his neck.

"Jiang Mingxu".

Jiang Mingxu paused for a moment.

Look at her.

"I'm fine."

"Are you alright calling out like that?"

"We can't leave now."

Why?

Jiang Mingxu glanced at his shadow.

Shen Qingyue grabbed his wrist.

"Then don't go."

Jiang Mingxu, however, did not move.

"Sister Qingyue."

Jiang Mingxu looked at the stage passageway in front of him.

"I have to go."

"Are you crazy?"

"no."

Jiang Mingxu smiled.

"I have to go because I'm not crazy."

He slowly withdrew his hand.

"I don't want to be a puppet."

"I'll make my own decision today."

Shen Qingyue looked at him.

"Do you know what will happen if you go up there?"

"I have no idea."

Jiang Mingxu did not turn around.

"Mr. Chen knows."

Then he walked onto the stage.

9:59.

The third basement level.

Black wooden box.

turn on.

An old seal.

It lies there quietly.

Edges and corners worn.

Dark red hair.

When Zhou Heng first saw it, his fingers trembled slightly.

"Is this the first printing?"

The man in white nodded.

"The first legal representative's seal of Hengtai".

on the table.

An opening confirmation form has been laid out.

Zhou Heng picked up the old seal.

It was frighteningly cold, unlike metal.

It exuded a slightly sweet, putrid smell, like a piece of bone just dug out of a corpse.

"Will my legal status be secure after the construction is completed?"

"right."

"What about Hengtai?"

"It's yours too."

Zhou Heng looked at the man in white.

Are you sure?

The man in white smiled.

"nature."

"The last print."

"Only you can cover it."

Zhou Heng bowed his head and stamped the seal.

The white-clad man's shadow was projected onto the wall behind him, and just as it was cast, the shadow flickered.

ten o'clock.

Boom-!

The second drumbeat.

Eight paper umbrellas. Opened simultaneously.

Swish!

Jiang Mingxu walked onto the stage, and the entire atrium erupted in cheers.

"Jiang Mingxu!"

"Jiang Mingxu!"

"Jiang Mingxu!"

Ten thousand people shouting the same name at the same time create a sound as powerful as a tsunami.

All the fences were shaking.

All the phones were held up to the highest point.

The number of online viewers has surpassed 18 million and is still rising rapidly.

Jiang Mingxu stood in the center of the stage.

He heard a second layer of sound.

Not an audience member.

There are twelve large screens.

"Jiang Mingxu".

The third layer.

From countless live-streaming phones.

"Jiang Mingxu".

Fourth floor.

It comes from underground.

"Jiang Mingxu..."

Countless voices.

Everyone is calling for him.

His shadow.

Start by sliding down from your feet.

A little bit.

Move towards the center of the stage.

Jiang Mingxu pinched his knuckles hard.

"I am Jiang Mingxu..."

He calls himself.

"I am Jiang Mingxu."

The third basement level.

Zhou Heng raised the first seal.

No hesitation.

Press down.

Snapped.

A dark red mark was left on the business opening confirmation form.

The ink did not spread outwards; instead, it sank into the paper.

layer.

Two layers.

Three floors.

The two engineering drawings that Qin Ruoxue had laid out on the ground trembled.

The location of the eight bronze pillars in the Qin family ancestral home.

Eight red lines.

It suddenly lit up.

All the way.

Crossing the city.

Connecting to Hengtai.

Qin Ruoxue's expression changed drastically.

"It's connected!"

The compass needle in Luo Tiancheng's hand, which had a reading of 29.9, went mad.

Spinning wildly.

Snapped!

The trading board.

A thin crack appeared.

"Chen Bufan!"

Chen Bufan suddenly looked up.

Page 1 of "The Record of Destiny".

The Twelve Earthly Branches.

They light up at the same time.

Zi (子), Chou (丑), Yin (寅), Mao (卯), Chen (辰), Si (巳), Wu (午), Wei (未), Shen (申), You (酉), Xu (戌), Hai (亥).

Twelve business districts.

piece.

Next piece.

closure.

The entire shopping mall began to change under the influence of fate.

One eye.

The atrium is the pupil.

Ten thousand people are light.

Live streaming is a mirror.

The third basement level.

It's the fundus of the eye.

Legal person's life seal.

inside.

a bit.

a bit.

It beats like a heart.

thump.

thump.

thump.

Wang Tianhao also looked at his phone at that moment.

Holy crap.

"What's wrong?"

"The number of viewers for the live stream has increased by an outrageous amount!"

Total views across the entire network.

Twenty million.

Twenty-three million.

Twenty-seven million.

It's still rising.

too fast.

It's too fast for normal transmission speed.

Wang Tianhao stared at the backend data.

"There aren't that many new users!"

Lin Wanqing suddenly looked over.

"What do you mean?"

"The number of viewers is increasing."

"But the platform's new traffic hasn't kept up!"

"These extras..."

"Not a new audience."

Chen Bufan suddenly said:

"Of course not."

Everyone was looking at him.

Chen Bufan looked up.

Look at those thousands of mirrors.

"It's counting."

"What are you counting?"

"Everyone who has already seen it."

Wang Tianhao's expression changed drastically.

Not just on-site.

Not just those who are currently live streaming.

Anything that has been photographed, marked with a red dot, or seen through the sun's eye is included in the count.

Ten thousand.

One hundred thousand.

million.

Tens of millions.

This is not a case of 10,000 people participating.

It was ten thousand people opening the door.

Millions of eyes were brought in at once.

The third basement level.

The ruler-shaped groove is fully illuminated.

clang--!

A soft sound.

It felt like a metal ruler striking bone.

next second.

Snapped!

The entire atrium.

All lights went out at the same time.

It's not just the stage lights, but also the big screen.

From the first to the fifth floor, all the chandeliers, light strips, shop signs, escalator lighting, and safety indicator lights are black.

Tens of thousands of people lost their sight at the same time.

Quiet.

It was quiet for less than half a second.

boom--!

The screams pierced the entire atrium.

"What's going on?!"

"The power is out!"

"Don't push!"

"Where are my children?!"

"Don't push from behind!"

in the dark.

The crowd surged like a tide suddenly startled.

One layer crashes into another.

Someone missed a step.

Someone dropped their phone on the ground.

Some people instinctively rushed towards the exit.

The railings on the second and third floors.

At the same time, screams rang out.

Lin Wanqing's expression changed drastically.

"Everyone, don't run!"

"Stop right there!"

But if ten thousand people spoke at the same time, her voice would be instantly drowned out.

At this moment, the only lights still on in the entire mall were the phone screens.

one.

Ten units.

One hundred units.

Thousands of units.

A screen densely packed with text.

Raise them simultaneously in the darkness.

The blue and white light shone on the panicked faces.

From a distance.

Unlike a mobile phone.

Like thousands of eyes suddenly opening.

The live streams never stopped.

The comments section was still scrolling wildly.

[Power outage???]

[Holy crap, the whole scene is black!]

Don't push!

[What's behind you, streamer?!]

Just a few seconds.

Snapped!

The lights came back on.

It was blindingly bright.

Everyone instinctively squinted, but the screaming didn't stop.

The anchor, Xiaolu, was the first to hold up her phone. Her face had turned pale, and she was still instinctively making a sound.

"The babies are alright now..."

"It should...it should just be stage effects..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

She stared at the screen, her pupils gradually contracting.

In the picture.

behind her.

There was a person standing there.

White dress.

Long hair.

Selfie stick.

Same makeup.

The same face.

Even the forced smile on her face.

They are all exactly the same.

The fawn froze.

"Babies, my darlings..."

"Don't scare me..."

The comments section went crazy.

Don't look back!!!

[Little Deer, there's someone behind you!]

She looks exactly like you!

The deer suddenly turned its head.

Behind.

empty.

There were only a few tourists who looked equally bewildered.

"No...no."

Her voice was already trembling.

Slowly turn the phone back.

next second.

"ah--!!!"

I almost dropped my phone.

That "little deer".

It's still there, and it's even closer than before.

The deer in real life didn't move at all.

The "she" in the picture.

But he was already standing behind her shoulder.

face.

It was almost touching her face.

The weirdest thing is.

The deer in real life is screaming.

The version of myself on the screen.

But not.

She just looked at the camera.

laugh.

The corners of his mouth turned up little by little.

Holy crap!!!

She just moved on her own!

[It's not a delay! It's not a delay!]

[Watch other live streams!!]

Someone immediately switched out.

next second.

The entire internet crashed.

It's not just a little deer.

Hengtai on site.

Hundreds, even thousands of live streams, all identical.

Everyone captured by the camera.

There's another version of myself standing behind me.

The same clothes.

Exactly the same face.

The exact same pose.

There were clearly only 10,000 people in the entire central courtyard.

It can be viewed on the phone screen.

It's 20,000.

One layer of people, standing in reality.

Another layer of people, standing in the frame.

At first, they were just imitating.

In real life, people raise their hands.

They raised their hands.

People in reality look back.

They turned around.

Some people were so frightened that they ran out of the frame.

Available in the next second.

All the comments paused for a second.

That person left.

His "self".

They didn't leave.

Still standing alone in the same place.

Facing the camera.

Not moving at all.

"It didn't come with me!"

"Mine hasn't been touched either!"

"That's not a shadow!"

"Stop the live stream! Stop the live stream now!"

Screams began to erupt throughout the atrium.

But it was too late.

In a live broadcast.

Both "selves" stopped imitating at the same time.

then.

ten.

One hundred.

Thousands.

It was as if we had received the same order.

The "people" on the screen that originally moved in sync with the main body.

At the same time, they remain still.

Tens of thousands of people in reality are still in a state of panic.

run.

Pushing and shoving.

Crying and screaming.

And the other 10,000 people in the shot.

They all stopped moving.

next second.

Swah——

All "people".

At the same time, look up.

They stared directly at the camera through the screens of their phones.

Look at the people watching this scene from outside the live stream room.

then.

His lips twitched, and he smiled.

The atrium is in all directions.

Black umbrella.

It slowly fell.

Ayako Kamishiro stood due east.

The black fan in his hand unfolded little by little.

She looked up.

Looking at the tens of thousands of people present.

It's like looking through all the live broadcast cameras.

I saw those tens of millions of faces.

A smile played on his lips.

"Yang Eye"

"open."

boom--!

Twelve large commercial screens were simultaneously dyed red.

Centered on all screens.

The same dark red seal appeared.

next second.

Shopping mall fire alarm system.

It suddenly rang out.

click!

The first fire door.

Fall.

click!

The second one.

The third way.

The fourth one.

One after another.

From the third basement level.

Keep moving upwards.

Twelve entrances.

The green light turns red at the same time.

Some people finally realized what was happening and turned to run away.

"The door is closed!"

"Open the door!"

"Where are the staff?!"

"Open the door!"

The crowd began to stir.

Available in the next second.

An even louder scream came from the second floor.

Someone pointed to their phone.

The sound was distorted.

"It wasn't me!"

That's not me!

On the screen.

Another version of yourself.

Slowly turn your head.

Look out of the camera's view.

Then he laughed.

……

The third basement level.

Zhou Heng's hand was still pressed on the old seal, and he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

"Mr. Bai."

No one answered.

He looked up.

The man in white was already standing at the door.

Zhou Heng's heart sank.

"Where are you going?"

The man in white stopped.

Look back.

He still had that gentle expression.

"Mr. Zhou."

"Didn't you always want Hengtai to live?"

"Now."

"Isn't it alive now?"

Atrium.

Chen Bufan stood in the middle of the sea of ​​people.

All around.

Ten thousand people screamed.

Tens of millions of live streams.

The twelve large screens were blood red.

The Book of Destiny was in his hands.

Turn the page yourself.

wow-

The first page.

There are only four characters.

[10,000 people have already joined.]

Next line.

It slowly emerged.

[The sun's eye sees the world.]

Chen Bufan looked up.

That giant eye that covers the entire commercial complex.

Finally, she opened her eyes.