The content on the screen continued:
Tap, tap, tap—
Just as Evernight was using someone else's account to engage in a verbal battle on the screen, the camera shifted. A group of humanoid monsters covered in apricot-yellow branches and leaves shakily appeared in everyone's view.
In the next second, the monsters' frenzied and destructive gazes locked onto the three people.
[Yanqing: To think that even a heavily guarded place like Stargazer Navalia has Mara-Struck abominations… Could this have happened before the Ambrosial Arbor revived? But I remember the train guests at that time were clearly led by Mr. Welt… Did some accident happen in between?]
[Evernight: Is it possible that this is all fake? Hm, genius swordsman~?]
[Yanqing: {panicked.jpg}]
[Black Swan: That is not without reason. In my view, rather than calling this live stream a crystallization of memories, it would be better to say it is a veiled fiction of Enigmata… a Fictitious Historian.]
[Yanqing: So that's how it is… No wonder Miss Stelle and Miss March 7th inside feel a bit strange with each other. So that's why!]
[Stelle: Yeah, exactly!]
Tap, tap, tap…
In the picture, the number of humanoid Mara-Struck abominations continued to increase, even completely blocking all the roads around the three. A rough estimate put the number of Mara-Struck abominations here at least in the hundreds.
"Awooo—"
This eerie atmosphere lasted a few seconds. Finally, the first Mara-Struck abomination let out a roar signaling a charge. The "yellow-pressured" monster horde surged forward like a tidal wave!
"It's too dangerous here. You two, step back first."
Facing the monster army's assault, Himeko remained calm, showing no sign of panic. She flexed her wrists, her gaze sharp: "Leave this to me."
"What? Sister Himeko, this isn't a joke. There are way too many monsters on the other side. We should—"
Crack—
Before she could finish, the ground beneath Himeko's feet suddenly split open. She vanished from her original spot and flashed straight in front of the monster horde with one burst of speed!
"Ora—!"
One man holds the pass, ten thousand cannot pass!
This punch seemed to symbolize the most authoritative number in the galaxy!
Crack crack crack—
The scene here was deliberately processed in slow motion so that the viewers could clearly see how the bodies of the Mara-Struck abominations shattered inch by inch under that punch and ultimately turned into powder!
Plop!
A drop of golden-yellow blood covered the camera lens and slowly flowed down—
[Himeko: ???]
[Welt: ???]
[Dan Heng: ???]
[March 7th: ???]
[Stelle: ???]
[All of Belobog: ???]
[All of the Xianzhou Alliance: ???]
[Penacony/Amphoreus/Interastral Peace Corporation: ???]
[Aha: ???]
[All Masked Fools: ???]
The screen was instantly filled with dense question marks. All forces in the galaxy related to the Astral Express collectively sent out a question mark: What does this mean?
As the navigator of the Astral Express, Himeko usually handled all external communications, so most people's impression of Himeko was "gentle" and "elegant."
Therefore, the scene before them was far too shocking, causing everyone's brains to crash for two seconds.
—"Ora ora ora ora ora!"
The "slaughter" in the picture continued, but such a visually impactful scene caused everyone to fall into involuntary silence.
After a long while, someone finally spoke:
[AAA Memokeeper Court: @Interastral Peace Corporation Official Hello, due to such XX "memories" appearing on your company's live streaming platform, which severely polluted our memory banks, we reserve the right to sue.]
[Interastral Peace Corporation Official: @Tavern Official Hello, our company now strongly suspects this is a prank by the Masked Fools. Our company will formally initiate a lawsuit against you.]
[Tavern Official: @Aha Hello, please take this blame.]
[Aha: @Nanook Old Nan, your second-hand computer is acting up again.]
[Phantylia: @Everyone The Antimatter Legion hereby declares that the great Negatron God will not play with phones like the God of Fun. That account is fake.]
[······]
The comment section had already descended into chaos because of this scene, yet the picture continued. The camera shifted, and the scene instantly switched to another side. The first thing that entered view was a black-stockinged girl with orange-red hair and a white-haired, golden-eyed young man.
At their feet, a large group of Mara-Struck abominations had already gathered.
"It's over, it's all over www…"
Guinaifen hugged her head while squatting on the ground, muttering: "My life is really too unlucky. No one watches my streams, I can't make money to eat, and now I even have to die at the hands of this group of monsters. Life, can't you let me off just this once?!"
Jing Yuan appeared exceptionally composed, as if he hadn't seen the monsters at his feet at all. He comforted her: "Don't be so pessimistic, little Guizi. These monsters can't get up here anyway. We'll be fine."
"Fine my ass!" Guinaifen complained weakly: "Old Jing, haven't you watched zombie movies? This situation is exactly the same!"
"In a while they'll gather more and more and then we'll be done for…"
[Guinaifen: ? Wait wait wait, is this me? And I have scenes with the General? Real or fake?]
[Yanqing: Ol-Old Jing? Is that how you address the General?]
[Fu Xuan: Old Jing… Old Jing? That address isn't bad. After this seat takes over as General, I can use that address.]
[Jing Yuan: Hahaha, everyone feel free to speak your mind. After all, it's just fan creation. I personally don't mind. Or rather, I'm quite happy to be able to blend in with everyone like this…]
—"…Old Jing, pay me back!"
In the picture, Guinaifen grabbed Jing Yuan's collar with both hands and shook him desperately: "You old thing, I only reluctantly treat Yanqing to a good meal once in a while. You, on the other hand, have three dishes and one soup every meal. When you have no money you borrow, and after borrowing you go eat again. You owe me six thousand five hundred and twenty-one credits. Pay me back!!"
"We're about to die and you still want me to pay?!"
"No! You must pay! I'm about to die. If I die with an empty bank account that would be too lonely!"
Jing Yuan: "Then give me your phone."
"Huh?"
"Blink once."
"Where did the one hundred and fifty thousand come from?"
[Sparkle: 666 The Divine Foresight General has become a beggar hahaha. Which genius came up with this plot? This person has a connection with Elation and should join my Tavern!]
[Jing Yuan: I hereby declare that unauthorized secondary creations constitute infringement. I will pursue the relevant responsibilities of the live streaming platform @Interastral Peace Corporation Official]
[Interastral Peace Corporation Court Official: @Jing Yuan Your lawsuit has been accepted. Please come to this court for the hearing within two system hours. Late arrival invalid.]
[Sushang: @Guinaifen Eh? When did you film a video with the General? Can you teach me too? I also want to film one and send it to my mom.]
[Guinaifen: Shuangshuang! Don't talk nonsense. The person inside isn't me, she just looks like me!]
[Sushang: Eh? Is that so? Then that's quite a coincidence?]
[Gallagher: …Sigh, if I could have become a Fictitious Historian of this level back then, I probably wouldn't have been exposed.]
[Xianzhou Alliance Official: The Alliance hereby declares that other forces are strictly prohibited from maliciously creating or messing around with our leadership figures. Once discovered, they will be severely punished without mercy!]
[Interastral Peace Corporation Official: Our company denies that the live streaming platform bears any relevant responsibility. It's all Irontomb's doing and should be handled by @Zandar.]
[Zandar: Why do I suddenly feel a bit unwilling to break out of the cage of Erudition…]
[Interastral Peace Corporation Official: It was merely some slight creation. Our company suggests the Alliance handle it with magnanimity. On this, our company issues a statement: Even if malicious creations of our personnel appear in this live stream, we will not pursue responsibility.]
[Boothill: Yoyo yo, the company's little cuties are still as shameless as ever. The live streaming platform is yours, and information about company executives must have confidentiality agreement procedures interfering. How could your executives' information appear?]
[Penacony Official: Never mind, never mind…]