My Live Broadcast Room Is Full of Ghosts

The live stream was limited, friends were backstabbed, and the team was disbanded. Lu Li didn't say a word, just picked up his phone and did it. "Family, welcome to the live broadcast room, I am Lu Li, the weird Lu Li." Wow, the weird system was successfully bound. "No, anchor, is it my eyesight or the pixels of your phone that are not good enough? I saw someone crawling on the ceiling." "Anchor, why is the human head model you are holding in your hand still talking?" "Holy crap! There's really a ghost in this live broadcast room. I just saw a human face on the back of the host's head!" Facing the barrages flying up, Lu Li showed a standard professional smile. "What the hell, they're all models." Three months later, the supernatural revived and evil ghosts were rampant. When humans were in a survival crisis and the strange people were fighting to the death, Lu Li calmly took out his mobile phone and started the global live broadcast. . . .