Chapter 364: Scissorhands Specializing in Cutting Fingers
Some of the more timid viewers were on the verge of losing it. What the hell was today, Halloween? Why did it seem like all the streamers had conspired to broadcast horror games at the same time?
If it were just an ordinary horror game, that would be one thing, but the key issue was that this game called *Outlast* was way too terrifying!
The setting, the plot, the background music, the game atmosphere, the night vision mode, and the streamers' screams... It was truly scaring people to death without any compensation!
Those viewers watching the live streams inside VR gaming pods regretted it deeply. Within ten minutes, they scrambled out of the pods, deciding to stick with their phones and computers instead. There was no way around it—experiencing this game in VR could literally kill someone!
While desperately fleeing, if a pursuing monster suddenly tapped the protagonist on the back, that tactile sensation would simultaneously transmit to the player in the pod. That feeling was absolutely deadly!
It was like when people play horror games or watch horror movies on a PC—if they're deeply focused and someone suddenly pokes them from behind, they'd be scared shitless in an instant!
These viewers climbed out of their pods one after another, sighing as they remarked that just watching was already this terrifying. If they were actually playing the game themselves in the pod, how horrifying would that be? It was practically no different from being there in person!
Moreover, this horror wasn't entirely visual or auditory; it was more of a psychological terror. In a pitch-black environment with limited visibility, relying solely on the DV camera's night vision to check the surroundings, and with a madman potentially popping out at any moment to chop you to death, the fear of the unknown was simply too much to bear!
Even worse, the protagonist in this game couldn't fight back at all—he could only run or hide!
Some streamers with a poor sense of direction were relentlessly chased by the monsters, with no way to escape and no door to hide behind. It was as hopeless as it could get.
Even streamers who had played horror games before were scared out of their wits, unanimously declaring that this game was utterly twisted!
Soon, this *Outlast* craze spread from the VR gaming section to the PC gaming section. Every streamer with a VR pod was trying it out, and even many big *League of Legends* streamers were tricked into playing by their fans!
Except for a small number of streamers with iron wills (or timid as mice) who firmly rejected their fans' requests to watch *Outlast*, all the other curious streamers fell into the trap, entering the game only to be scared out of their minds.
And this mentality of "making the streamer suffer" drove even more fans to flock to other live rooms, continuing to spread the *Outlast* plague...
For a time, the entire streaming circle was in chaos, all shrouded in the shadow of Mount Massive Asylum...
...
In Lin Xue's live room.
Although she had been on the verge of quitting the game several times, Lin Xue had persisted all the way.
Even her fans were moved, sending barrage messages of encouragement.
"Xue is amazing! She's the only female streamer to make it this far—so strong!"
"Xue looks so cute when she's scared to tears! Still narrating the game seriously with a crying voice—so dedicated! We strongly demand that Moyu Gaming Platform give her an Annual Dedicated Streamer Award!"
"I was scared shitless earlier and went out to eat, but when I came back, Xue was still streaming? That's insane!"
"Wow, a big spender just sent a gift! Nice, Xue has proven she's a skilled streamer. She can dominate Moyu Streaming Platform without relying on looks!"
The effect of streaming horror games was indeed explosive, especially with a female streamer. The gifts in Lin Xue's live room were practically nonstop, and the viewer count kept climbing.
"Phew, I finally made it out of the sewer. I almost died in here..."
Lin Xue kept panting, triggering a wave of barrages: "Panting perks!"
The sewer section was way too oppressive. Lin Xue almost went crazy when she first entered this scene. In a pitch-black, stinking ditch, she could only rely on the DV's night vision to find her way, and that fat guy was constantly wandering around, trying to track down the protagonist.
Fortunately, although Lin Xue had a poor sense of direction, she had activated the passive talent skill [Passive Pathfinding]. Amidst the panic and chaos, she kept running and somehow found the exit, smoothly clearing the sewer level.
"So, this should be outside the sewer area now. It's called... Male Ward?"
The Male Ward scene was slightly better, with decent overall brightness. Everything seemed calm.
Lin Xue had also grown somewhat accustomed to this environment. By now, her total playtime had reached an hour and a half (with a twenty-minute break in between). After enduring so many scares, her fragile nerves had slowly started to adapt.
At least when encountering those lunatics, Lin Xue now knew to sprint for her life immediately instead of waiting to die.
But just as Lin Xue jumped down from a ventilation duct, the music suddenly turned tense!
"Meat!! I want meat!! Meat!!!"
At least two or three mental patients were screaming wildly, frantically pounding on the door outside the room.
"Ah—!! Here they come again! More monsters! Aaaaah, find a door, quick! Ah, there's a door here!"
Lin Xue ran like crazy again, while the mental patients chased relentlessly. This was an extended chase sequence, lasting at least three minutes. In such a tense situation, three minutes felt like an eternity. Lin Xue screamed almost the entire time.
Luckily, her passive talent skill [Passive Pathfinding] kicked in again, and by some fluke, she made it through in one go, reaching the final room.
At that moment, a voice came through a speaker next to a small elevator: "Who's there? You're not one of them, are you? Quick, get into the small elevator if you want to live!"
The small elevator in front slowly descended. Lin Xue, like a drowning person grabbing a lifeline, sprinted desperately toward it.
Finally, the protagonist crawled into the small elevator and closed the iron gate. The few hideous mental patients pounded on the gate, but the protagonist successfully escaped.
"Wow!! That scared me to death!!" Lin Xue felt like she was practically a wreck. "There's actually a normal person here! Oh my god!"
"As they say, heaven never seals off all exits. After all, he's the protagonist—lucky and blessed. Even in a place like this mental hospital, someone would lend a hand. Wow, that gives me a little warmth."
No sooner had Lin Xue spoken than the small elevator reached the next floor.
"You made the right choice, buddy."
A tall, monstrous figure stood at the entrance of the small elevator. He looked no different from those mutated monsters, except he wore glasses and a torn mask, with his upper body bare and only a rag wrapped around his lower half. He looked like a deranged psychiatrist.
Not a doctor treating mental illness, but a doctor who was mentally ill himself!