For the sake of fairness, all the phones used by the guests for the live stream were provided by the production team.
It’s unclear whether it was an issue with this batch of phones or just Ou Zheng’s bad luck, but the one assigned to him had subpar resolution, even slightly blurry.
But for an outdoor live stream, a little fuzziness didn’t matter much—as long as things were roughly visible, it was fine.
However, at this moment, viewers were staring at the screen, where a three-meter-tall giant could be seen walking slowly despite the slight blur, and they desperately wished the resolution would turn ultra-HD in an instant.
【What the—is that a person?!】
【No way?! Is this for real?? Is that a palace in the background??】
【Is it the camera angle? Why do those soldiers look so tall?】
【The production team really went all out with the budget】
【Wait, are those actual people?】
【That’s gotta be at least three or four meters tall??】
【666666】
【Production team’s killing it】
At this point, the audience hadn’t thought much of it, assuming it was all prepared by the production team.
From the screen, they could only vaguely make out what looked like a palace in the background and soldiers slowly marching forward, armed with various weapons.
Their discussions revolved around whether the soldiers were unnaturally tall—whether the production team had hired exceptionally tall actors or if it was just Ou Zheng’s camera angle playing tricks.
Until they heard Ou Zheng’s uncertain voice: “Wow, the stingy production team actually prepared something this epic behind our backs? Those soldiers up ahead look kinda scary, haha.”
Most viewers laughed along, but a few picked up on Ou Zheng’s lack of confidence and flooded the chat with teasing comments:
【Zheng’s nervous】
【Zheng’s scared】
【What’s there to fear?! Go check it out!!】
Ou Zheng *was* nervous. After all, the audience was watching through a screen, while he was there in person. Even though he was at a distance, the moment he glanced down at the “white jade tiles” beneath his feet, an uneasy feeling surged through him.
*Too real.*
The production team had set up scenes for shooting effects before, but for a comedy variety show, they usually just half-assed it. Like in the last episode, where everyone played princes, princesses, kings, and queens, the “castle” backdrop was literally just a giant printed photo.
But this? This was on a whole other scale.
From where he stood, the scene ahead looked like its own miniature world.
*Did the production team even have the budget for this?*
Ou Zheng’s doubts were quickly dismissed when he saw the audience’s enthusiastic demands for him to investigate.
With so many viewers watching, even an ordinary person would feel braver—let alone a variety show guest who thrived on attention and drama.
“Alright! Let’s go check it out!”
Ou Zheng quickly made up his mind, his tone returning to its usual lightheartedness:
“To all of you calling me a coward—try facing a bunch of giants this tall yourselves and see how you hold up.”
“But these giants are covered in armor, so you can’t even see their faces. Probably not real people, right? No way actual humans are *that* tall.”
【Just go look!】
【Zheng, investigate!】
【Do it!】
Encouraged by the audience, Ou Zheng actually started walking toward the giants.
But the closer he got, the more he felt like these giants… were *way* too lifelike.
“Can you guys hear that? The *boom* of their footsteps—I can even feel the ground shaking a little. I don’t know how tall they are, but they’ve gotta be *heavy*.”
The closer Ou Zheng got, the more details he could make out: “You might not see it clearly, but every soldier seems to be carrying weapons. That one with the massive hammer—there’s no way that thing’s a solid iron hammer, right?”
The audience couldn’t see the finer details, but the blurry visuals somehow made the giants feel even more real. When the hammer-wielding giant closest to Ou Zheng took thunderous steps forward, everyone was stunned.
Before they could even comment on how “realistic” it looked, the hammer soldier suddenly froze.
It slowly, *slowly* turned its head—toward the screen.
The next second, it abruptly raised its enormous hammer and charged straight at the camera with earth-shaking strides, accompanied by a deep, beast-like growl full of aggression.
As the giant and its colossal hammer rapidly closed in, the previously lively chat was flooded with panic.
Then, Ou Zheng yelled, “*Holy sh—*” and the screen jerked violently, accompanied by his heavy, frantic panting as he sprinted away.
He was clearly running for his life.
The chat froze for a second before exploding.
【What’s happening?!】
【Oh god, something’s off—that thing might be *alive*】
【Did you guys see that?? There was something moving on top of the giant’s head, like it was giving orders】
【I saw it! Looked like a tiny winged person】
【Did Zheng just say ‘holy sh—’? That’s gotta get censored】
【Production team’s going all out】
【Starting to think this *isn’t* the production team’s doing…】
【I swear I’m not imagining it—there was a tiny person on that giant’s head】
Though the resolution was low, at such close range, with so many eyes watching, people caught glimpses of unsettling details—especially as Ou Zheng fled, the wildly shaking screen occasionally flashing bizarre sights.
【Was that a *turtle* that just looked up at the noise?? It was like seven or eight meters tall!】
【Why are all those trees hung with jade pendants?】
【Did you see that giant bird flying in the sky?】
【This place is *massive*—unrealistically huge】
【*WHAT* I just saw a *phoenix*】
【None of this looks fake at all??】
In a university dorm, a student slurping instant noodles suddenly choked. “*What the hell?!* Guys, come look at this—is this even real?!”
In a city apartment, a man watching on his tablet bolted upright and grabbed his phone. “Dude, *check out* the link I just sent you!”
Meanwhile, countless other viewers were realizing something was *very* wrong with this livestream. Some started recording, others frantically called friends to join in.
By the time Ou Zheng finally stopped running, a flood of new viewers had poured into the stream.
He hid behind a massive pillar, nervously glancing back to confirm the giant wasn’t chasing him before letting out a shaky breath. The audience had only caught fragments, but he’d seen it all firsthand.
Switching the camera to selfie mode, a panting Ou Zheng appeared on screen:
“I think… something’s *really* off. I just saw a *gigantic* turtle, and when it looked at me, I almost died. What the hell is going on? Is this some next-level prank? Because this is *way* too high-budget??”
As a guest on a comedy variety show, getting pranked by the production team was part of the deal—everyone signed agreements consenting to on-camera antics.
Ou Zheng had endured countless pranks—"haunted house scares," "mistakenly breaking expensive equipment on set," "getting lost in unfamiliar places," "discovering a snake in his room at midnight," and so on. After being tricked so many times, he’d become a seasoned veteran. Sometimes, even when he spotted the setup, he’d play along and pretend to be terrified.
But now, no matter how surreal everything seemed, he couldn’t tell what was real anymore.
"Good thing you guys are here with me. This is terrifying." What kept Ou Zheng going with the livestream was the flood of new comments pouring into the chat.
【Doesn’t look fake.】
【I thought it was scripted, but Ou Zheng’s face actually went pale.】
【Those things look way too real. Did the production team really set this up?】
【Ou Zheng, go check it out.】
【Get a closer look.】
Wiping sweat from his brow, Ou Zheng peeked warily behind a pillar. "I can’t get closer. I’m too scared."
【So cowardly.】
【Spread the word—Ou Zheng’s terrified.】
【To those calling him a coward: if this is real, if he hadn’t run fast enough earlier, that hammer would’ve killed him.】
【I still think it’s scripted.】
【Same, but can they really make it this realistic?】
While the live chat debated, someone had already clipped and uploaded the footage to various platforms, quickly drawing the attention of countless netizens.
More and more viewers flooded into the stream. Though thrilled by the surge, Ou Zheng’s unease hadn’t faded. He glanced around nervously and pulled out his phone.
"No way, I have to call the production team and confirm. This feels too real—like something they couldn’t afford to pull off. I’ll call my sister instead. Damn it, no signal."
The moment he said it, his face went white.
"No signal? Then how am I still streaming to you guys?"
The question sent a chill down every viewer’s spine.
Then, one comment appeared on-screen:
【What if… you’re not on Earth anymore?】
Ou Zheng froze.
His first instinct was disbelief.
"I’m literally livestreaming to you right now. How could I not be on Earth? Stop messing with me. You all saw me walk in here. We just have to backtrack—"
He turned to look toward the maze’s entrance—only for his pupils to shrink in horror.
"Where’s the exit?! It was just there!??"
As he frantically searched for the way back, the chat exploded.
【OU ZHENG!! BEHIND YOU!!!!】
【HOLY SH*T HOLY SH*T HOLY SH*T!!】
【LOOK BEHIND YOU, STREAMER!!!!】
【AAAAHHHH IT’S MOVING IT’S REALLY MOVING】
【STREAMER LOOK AT THE PILLAR BEHIND YOU】
【IS THAT… A PYTHON’S TAIL????】
Oblivious, Ou Zheng squinted at where the maze should’ve been.
"Wait, I definitely ran from over there, right? Did I misremember? Do any of you—"
Then he felt it—a slow, icy sliding sensation against his back. His words died in his throat.
Ou Zheng looked up.
An enormous dragon coiled around the pillar, its massive body shifting slowly. Sensing his gaze, its cold, reptilian eyes locked onto his.
Ou Zheng: "AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"
The viewers who saw the dragon through his camera: 【AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!】
True to his reputation as the show’s most physically and mentally resilient cast member, Ou Zheng didn’t freeze like his audience. He bolted.
But after sprinting for a while, he suddenly skidded to a stop.
The viewers were just as stunned.
Ou Zheng stood on a high vantage point, overlooking an expanse of majestic palaces so breathtakingly ethereal they seemed plucked from a xianxia novel. Below, a giant—even taller than the previous one, roughly seven or eight meters—clad in armor lumbered past.
A phoenix, as enormous as the one he’d glimpsed earlier, glided past Ou Zheng and perched gracefully on the giant’s shoulder.
Countless winged ships hovered midair like docked vessels.
And on the sprawling platform below, rows of figures in ancient robes moved in perfect unison, their swords flashing in synchronized practice.
The scene was awe-inspiring.
Even through the grainy livestream, the sight left everyone speechless.
Viewers who’d spent hours debating whether this was a production stunt were stunned silent.
Newcomers, reluctantly dragged into the stream by friends, were stunned silent.
Even those shouting "This is definitely a real transmigration!" were stunned silent.
Then, a voice called out from behind Ou Zheng:
"Hey! Which department are you from? You know filming isn’t allowed here!"
Ou Zheng must’ve turned reflexively—the camera swung around, capturing only a flash of modern clothing and a partial profile before the feed cut out abruptly.
Viewers, still reeling: "???"
It’s over??
Just like that??
Was it transmigration? An actual cultivation sect? Dragon Group? A top-secret government division?!
AT LEAST TELL US WHAT HAPPENED NEXT!!!
