Still no one!
"I'm talking to a few million people." Wen Ying plucked a number out of thin air. The stream probably had that many viewers, but she hadn't looked closely.
"Don't you worry. Everyone can see you. They can see your every move, exactly what you look like. It's all crystal clear."
Hearing this, a chill ran through the man—a coldness that seeped deep into his bones.
Horrifying!
Fear!
'A few million people? What did that even mean?'
'The city he lived in didn't even have a population that large!'
'But that was still a massive, massive number. Indescribably huge.'
'And yet, this woman...'
'...was chatting with millions of people?'
'No, that's not right!'
The man froze. 'My thoughts are going off the rails. If there were people here, there's no way I wouldn't see them!'
'The things this woman sees that no one else can... are they ghosts?'
'Are there millions of ghosts here????'
'Packed in all around me???'
