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Chapter 215: Ghost Messenger's Internet Celebrity Dream (Page 13)

The roar of the King of Hell echoed in the hall, shaking the glazed tiles on the ceiling.

His obese body trembled on the wide dragon throne, and the fat on his face trembled like a pool of shaking jelly.

"Useless! A bunch of useless!" He pointed at Chen Yu, who was shouting at the screen, and spit flew out. "If you can't even catch a single person, what use do I have to you!"

His Highness's ghost messengers were all silent, with their heads lowered as if they wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground.

They have seen the wrath of the King of Hell. At the very least, the skin will be torn to pieces, and at the worst, the soul will be destroyed. No one wants to encounter this bad luck.

At this time, a thin ghost with a pointed face and monkey cheeks cautiously stepped out from the queue and said with a bow, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I have an idea that may help me capture Chen Yu."

The King of Hell glanced at him sideways, "Oh? What's your idea? Tell me about it."

The ghost rubbed his hands, a flattering smile on his face, "Your Majesty, think about it, Chen Yu is doing very well in the human world right now, live streaming and selling goods. He is in high spirits and must have let his guard down.

Why don't we send someone to pretend to be his fan, get close to him, and then take him down when he's not paying attention."

The King of Hell stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and said, "Your idea does make some sense, but who will pretend to be a fan?

We can't send these big, strong guys like you, right? Chen Yu will be able to see the flaws at a glance."

The ghost's eyes rolled as a plan came to mind. "Lord Yama, I heard that a new group of ghosts have arrived in the ghost world. They are all handsome and well-versed in all kinds of popular culture in the human world. If I let them pretend to be fans, they will definitely be able to deceive Chen Yu."

When the King of Hell heard this, he immediately became interested, "A new kid?

Where is it? Bring it here for me to see."

The ghost officer hurried out, and soon came back with a group of young ghosts.

These little ghosts, both men and women, are all dressed in fashionable clothes, have exquisite makeup on, hold mobile phones in their hands, and pose in various ways in front of the camera. They are just like a group of little internet celebrities in the world.

The King of Hell looked at these little ghosts and nodded with satisfaction. "Not bad, not bad. Let them pretend to be Chen Yu's fans, get close to him, and then find a chance to capture him."

When the little ghosts heard this, they all expressed their willingness to serve the King of Hell.

The King of Hell waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. Remember, you must capture Chen Yu, regardless of life or death!"

"Yes!" the little ghosts answered in unison, then turned and left the Hall of Yama.

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In the human world, Chen Yu's yard was still brightly lit and bustling with activity.

In the live broadcast room, the audience was very enthusiastic and placed orders to buy special products from the ghost world.

"Host, give me some Mengpo soup. I want to forget my ex!"

"I want the bricks from the Naihe Bridge. I heard they can ward off evil spirits!"

"Anchor, is Lord Hei Wuchang still here? I want to take a photo with him!"

Chen Yu was so busy that he had no time to rest. He introduced the products to the camera and directed the ghost messengers to pack and ship them.

Those ghost messengers, carrying large and small bags, shuttled back and forth in the yard, each of them sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Chen Yu looked at these ghost officials and suddenly felt that they did not look good like this and affected the beauty of the live broadcast room.

His eyes rolled and a plan came to his mind.

"My friends, wait a moment, I will show you a magical magic!"

Chen Yu smiled mysteriously at the camera, then took out his mobile phone and turned on the beauty camera.

"Come on, come on, all of you ghost messengers, come here, I'll take a picture of you."

Chen Yu greeted the ghost officials.

Although the ghost officials didn't understand what Chen Yu was going to do, they still came over obediently.

Chen Yu raised his mobile phone, took a photo of the ghost officials, and then skillfully used the beauty camera to add various filters and special effects to the photo.

The ghost officials who originally had ferocious faces, green faces and fangs instantly turned into cute little cuties.

Their skin becomes white and smooth, their eyes become big and bright, and their faces have cute blush and blingbling glitter effects.

Chen Yu showed the processed photos in the live broadcast room, and the audience was immediately excited.

"Fuck, this is too cute!"

"Is this really a ghost messenger? He looks like a little angel!"

"Anchor, what kind of magic is this? I want it too!"

"Please give me the link! Please give me the same filter!"

Chen Yu looked at the crazy comments in the live broadcast room and smiled proudly, "My friends, this is the magic of the beauty camera!

It can make you instantly more beautiful and handsome, and become the focus of your circle of friends! "

He turned to the ghost messengers and said, "How are you, brothers? How do you feel?"

The ghost officials looked at themselves on the phone screens and were all stunned.

They had never seen themselves so cute before and could hardly believe their eyes.

"Is this... is this me?" A ghost pointed at himself on the screen and asked stutteringly.

"Of course it's you, brother. Look, how cute you are!" Chen Yu said with a smile.

The other ghost officials also gathered around and looked at themselves on the phone screens, each of them very excited.

"I... I'm so beautiful!" A female ghost covered her face and said shyly.

"Yeah, yeah, I never knew I could be so handsome!"

A male ghost officer posed and winked at the phone screen.

Chen Yu felt secretly proud as he looked at these ghost messengers who were obsessed with beauty filters.

He knew that these ghost officials had been completely "conquered" by him.

"Hey guys, since you all like this beauty camera, let's use it for live streaming in the future!

This way, you will definitely have more fans!" Chen Yu suggested.

When the ghost officials heard this, they immediately became interested.

"Really? Can we also broadcast live?" asked a ghost.

"Of course!" Chen Yu took out a few mobile phones and handed them to the ghost messengers, "Here, one for each of you, start broadcasting now!"

The ghost officials took the phone and were all very excited.

They opened the live broadcast software and began to show their "beautified" images in front of the camera.

"Hello everyone, I'm Hei Wuchang. Today I'm bringing you the latest mourning stick from the ghost world. Don't miss it if you pass by!"

Hei Wuchang held a mourning stick and shouted at the camera with all his might.

"Hello everyone, I'm Bai Wuchang. Today I'm going to show you the long-lost Soul Locking Technique from the ghost world. If you want to learn it, deduct 1!"

Bai Wuchang held an iron chain and performed fancy moves in front of the camera.

Other ghost officials followed suit, showing off various specialties and skills from the ghost world to the camera.

In the live broadcast room, the audience laughed so hard when they saw these "Internet celebrity ghost messengers".

"Haha, this is too funny!"

"Hei Wuchang, how much is your mourning stick? I want to buy one!"

"Bai Wuchang, how do I learn your soul-locking technique? I want to learn it too!"

"Anchor, where did you find these funny people? They're so funny!"

Chen Yu looked at the lively scene in the live broadcast room and was very happy.

He knew that his live broadcast career was about to reach a new level.

Lin Qingxue and Liu Ruyan watched this scene from the side and couldn't help laughing.

"Chen Yu, you are such a genius!" Lin Qingxue said with a smile.

"Yeah, you always come up with some weird ideas." Liu Ruyan also said.

Chen Yu chuckled, "It's nothing, nothing."

He turned to look at the Ghost Calculator and said, "Ghost Calculator, please take a moment to help me count the orders and see what goods are needed. Then, I can contact the Ghost Realm to ship them."

The ghost calculator nodded and said, "No problem, leave it to me!"

Chen Yu nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to interact with the audience in the live broadcast room, promoting his specialties from the ghost world.

As time passed, the popularity of the live broadcast room grew, and the orders increased.

The ghost messengers became more and more addicted to live streaming, and one by one they forgot their own missions and became real "Internet celebrity ghost messengers."

They sang and danced in front of the camera, told jokes, and even interacted with fans via microphone.

A tall and beautiful female ghost messenger named Xiaoli quickly attracted a large number of fans with her sweet singing voice and hot dancing.

"Xiao Li, you dance so well!"

"Xiao Li, your voice is so beautiful!"

"Xiao Li, I'm going to give you rockets!"

Xiaoli looked at the gifts and praises that kept floating across the screen, her heart filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment.

She never thought that she would become an Internet celebrity one day.

Another male ghost messenger, named Dazhuang, has also gained a lot of fans with his humorous language and exaggerated expressions.

"Da Zhuang, you're so funny!"

"Da Zhuang, your jokes are so funny!"

"Da Zhuang, I'm going to send you a plane!"

Da Zhuang looked at the gifts and praises that kept floating across the screen, and his heart was filled with pride and satisfaction.

He never thought that he would become a "star" one day.

Even the usually serious Black Impermanence and White Impermanence have become addicted to live streaming.

They showed off their various ghost skills to the camera and even competed with fans in talent.

"Master Hei Wuchang, you are really good at using the mourning stick!"

"Master Bai Wuchang, your soul-locking technique is so cool!"

"My Lords, I want to give you a yacht!"

Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang looked at the gifts and praises that kept floating across the screen, and smiles appeared on their faces.

They never thought that one day they would become so popular.

Chen Yu looked at these ghost officials who were addicted to live broadcasts and felt secretly proud.

He knew that his plan had succeeded.

These ghost messengers have now completely forgotten their mission and have become his "free labor."

And he can continue to use them to make more profits.

It was late at night, but Chen Yu's yard was still brightly lit and bustling with activity.

In the live broadcast room, there was constant laughter and gifts.

Chen Yu looked at all this and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He knew that his live broadcasting career would become more and more prosperous.

The yard of Chen Yu's house was brightly lit, with laughter and joy all around. In the live broadcast room, gifts kept coming in. Chen Yu looked at all this with a satisfied smile on his face.

He stood up, stretched, and said, "Okay, everyone, today's live broadcast ends here. Thank you for your support. See you tomorrow at the same time!"

Chen Yu was just about to turn off the live broadcast when suddenly, a barrage of comments caught his attention.

"Host, can you broadcast a trip to the underworld? I want to see what the King of Hell looks like!"

Chen Yu's eyes lit up when he saw this comment.

A day trip to the underworld? That's a great idea!

He turned to look at the ghost calculator, "Ghost calculator, can you take me to the underworld?"

The ghost calculator was engrossed in counting money. When he heard Chen Yu's words, he said without even looking up, "Going to the underworld?