Pretending I Have a Chat Group of Big Shots

Everyone says the world has changed and spiritual qi has revived.

One day, Huang Yan's phone mutated, so he quietly created a “mysterious chat group.” All kinds of mystery enthusiasts joined, while he used an alt account to stir up trouble in the group.

“Group owner, group owner, something's wrong! Weird noises keep coming from the old well at my family's ancestral home in the middle of the night, and there are lots of dead rats down there!”

Huang Yan: “Don't be scared. I'll send a moderator over to take a look.”

“Moderator, listen to this. Yesterday, I dug up an imperial chamber pot from the Qing dynasty in my field. It was giving off clouds of black smoke and a horrible stench, and several strange white figures floated out of it.”

Huang Yan: “Hand it over to the authorities right away. You'll get a 500-yuan reward and a commemorative banner!”

“Let me tell you about something real. I bought a Xiaolongnü figurine a few days ago, and today it came to life. I've got proof!”

Huang Yan: “Danger! Let go of that figurine and let me handle it~~~”