Carnivals: Claimed By The Deranged Alpha Prince [BL] - Chapter 231: Tense Confrontation

Why do you claim you provoked her? She can tell fortunes!######【Mystical Livestream + 1v1】Mu Yunchu didn't get the internship she was expecting; instead, she inherited an old folklore culture goods store from her late master.The shop was ancient and outdated, with old facilities, and not a single customer in sight.Seeing others making money through online livestreams, she decided to give it a try.Then... a new star emerged on the Whaling Livestream platform, looking like a fairy who came down to earth, yet she relied on fortune-telling to make money.Viewers, who had all received nine years of compulsory education, rolled up their sleeves to debunk her, only to become like badgers stuck in a melon patch, unable to get out once they entered her livestream room.“The master told me I have the fate of having only one son, and just like that, my newborn baby boy became a grandson.”“I showed the master the birth date and eight characters of my grandfather. She said a calamity was imminent, and after the livestream ended, I got a call from my dad saying my grandfather's grave had been dug up!”...Gradually, people began to realize that this livestream room was magical, even helping to catch the culprit of an unsolved serial murder case that had lingered for ten years.One day, the viewers suddenly discovered that the biggest night amusement park in the city was actually owned by the streamer.“You say there's even a haunted house inside, but there can't really be ghosts, can there!”Background male lead, appears later, enter at your own discretion

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”

Ling Jing Shu lived with humiliation and heavy burdens all her life, and only at the moment before death, she suddenly woke up and repented. If god gives her a chance to live for a second time, she will say three words to the man who let her down: You Get Lost!!

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