[I'm seriously gonna puke!]
[Already puked, thanks.]
[Already pissed myself, thanks.]
[Already shit myself, thanks.]
The bullet comments started forming a strange pattern.
Su Nian glanced at the unlucky ghosts blocking the stairwell. They had broken arms or broken legs. The rubber ghost, however, was quietly trying to shrink back.
Its sixth sense was telling it that today was going to be a very, very bad day.
There was even an infant-like creature clinging to the wall.
Su Nian looked at these ghosts, her expression growing colder.
"You old bastard, you're truly devoid of all humanity!"
[Streamer, friendly reminder, you're being way too nice to him!]
[Is no one worried about the streamer?]
[Yeah, they look terrifying, and there are so many of them!]
[It's Ghostly Worry. The ones who should be scared are the ghosts!]
