I, Lin Wanxin, a silly anchor who specializes in folk horror, have entered the "Battlefield of the National Games" that is live broadcast around the world.
Superpowers are rampant here, giant beasts roar, but there are no "ghosts".
And I am bound to China's only [National Destiny Terror System].
The system said that it wants me to revive the "terrorist" power for the motherland in this ghost-free world.
In the first round of jungle annihilation battle, the enemy's S-class giant bear warriors smashed the rocks, and the whole world laughed at the Chinese people.
I took out the yellow paper and bamboo strips and made a paper figurine on the spot in three minutes.
There was a flash of red light, a shrill bear howl came from the enemy country's live broadcast room, and the screen suddenly went black.
[Announcement: Chinese player "Lin Wan" completed the first kill! National luck +1000!
Global silence.
Later, the style of the National Games battlefield was completely distorted.
While the geniuses of other countries are exploring technology and practicing magic, I am "recruiting" weird employees for my country:
Paper figures carry the sedan, Huangxian explores the road, zombies clear the way, and painted skins sneak in...
My live broadcast room has become the largest and most incomprehensible horror show in the world.
The foreign expert collapsed in the studio: "What principle did she use?!"
The Chinese audience calmly joked in the barrage: "Don't ask, asking is about the battlefield application of intangible cultural heritage."
Until the final battle, the alien gods descend and despise all living beings.
I sighed and whispered to the camera:
"Family members, I will give you one last chance."
I lit three sticks of incense and bowed to the void.
"Please—"
"All civil servants in the underworld are working overtime temporarily."
On that day, the global live broadcast signal was interrupted.
