From the Start, I Livestream Burying My Own Body?

Shen Zhou woke up on the street with three days of missing memories.

He opened the door to find the house covered in dried blood. In the bathtub lay a body with its throat cut: his own.

Before he could figure out who had killed "himself," blood-red comments appeared before his eyes, forcing an explanation on him.

[Welcome to the "Wasteland Paradise," streamer Shen Zhou!]

[Mission: Create chaos and entertain the gods, or become a monster this weekend!]

Behind him, his violent younger brother, just brought home from a psychiatric hospital, clutched his sleeve. "Big Brother, I'm scared."

Far away, his highly intelligent younger sister, who had autism, was still waiting for his living expenses.

In front of him, an investigator from the "Dawn" organization eyed him suspiciously, convinced he was an impostor.

Shen Zhou: "...Isn't this livestream set to a slightly too high difficulty?"

When he finally accepted reality and prepared to start his "performance," he discovered something.

It seemed the gods who loved a good show had their eyes on more than just him...