Chapter 99: Fallen into a Trap

The scene inside the livestream room left Chen Bo utterly dumbfounded, almost dropping his jaw in shock! He had thought himself quite the master of persuasion, but to his surprise, there was an entire group even more skilled at spinning tales—so much so that they nearly fooled every foreigner watching worldwide.

Chen Bo strongly suspected that Uncle Benshan must have a hidden account stirring up trouble—yes, that must be it! The untrustworthy horse that was prone to betrayal had already been dealt with by Chen Bo’s two sword strikes, leaving no trace of its blood on him. As for the longsword in his hand, it was soaked in blood, but once tossed into the system space, no one would ever find it.

Without hesitation, Chen Bo placed the horse’s carcass into the system space. Though the horse was a traitor, judging by its appearance, it looked quite delicious. He had never tasted horse meat before, and on this Wild Continent, such a delicacy was unheard of.

Next, Chen Bo casually gathered some dirt to cover the bloodstains on the ground and scattered dry grass over it—this should prevent anyone from noticing. Unless someone brought a hunting dog or had a nose keener than a canine’s, discovery was unlikely. With this, his comrade Maji had elegantly "disappeared."

Yes, disappeared indeed!

As for how to make his way back now, Chen Bo had already devised a plan. Though not an expert in wilderness survival, the livestream audience was huge—too many to count.

While Maji had cleaned up the tracks when he arrived, there was a glaring flaw: the ground was far too pristine, as if no one had passed through. Another path bore no horse hoof prints either, but showed signs of small animals or humans having walked there. This meant the cleanest path was the one on the left—the narrow trail.

“You’re my little, little gear,
Fighting monsters and leveling up is never too much,
Golden elite monsters warm my heart,
Dropping a pile of gear, gear, gear, gear…”

Humming his improvised tune, Chen Bo strode forward. It was still early morning, with plenty of time before class; he could afford to take it easy.

However, comfort soon proved to be dangerous. Halfway down the path, Chen Bo suddenly froze—he had stepped into a trap!

“Damn you!” Chen Bo shouted just before plunging into the pit, nearly splitting his backside in two. Though it seemed his butt was always in two halves anyway.

But it was just a small trap! Now that he was at the Muscular Conditioning realm, jumping out was a breeze.

Brimming with confidence, Chen Bo looked up—only to feel a pang of humiliation. The pit was incredibly deep! By estimation, it was four or five meters deep.

What on earth was going on? Chen Bo was baffled. How could there be a trap on a perfectly fine path? Had someone deliberately dug it? But who in their right mind would dig a pit in such a remote place? And yet, he had foolishly fallen in. What a mess.

Moreover, when the man who had kidnapped him rode through on horseback, why hadn’t he fallen into the trap? Did he know about it in advance?

Or was the trap set by Maji? But on second thought, that seemed unlikely.

Why would Maji dig a pit here? If he feared powerful pursuers, would such a crude trap deter them? Obviously not. So it wasn’t Maji.

If not Maji, then perhaps mountain bandits or robbers? But who else, besides hunters, would bother laying such a time- and energy-consuming trap for passing merchants?

And which outlaw would dare set up a camp near Tianyang City? Didn’t they fear students from Tianyang Academy coming to train and wiping them out?

“Streamer fell into a pit! How delightful, how joyous, how jubilant, how uncontrollably happy—words fail me!”

“Adding on: Pleasant Goat, Happy Goat, Lazy Goat, Fierce Goat, Slow Goat, Warm Wool, Red Wolf, Grey Wolf!”

“Pfft, upstairs, you’re too funny! I actually laughed—does that mean my sense of humor is that low?”

“Breaking news! Breaking news! A prospective female college student was scammed out of her tuition and tragedy struck. Moment of silence. Damn those scammers!”

“Upstairs, please stop! I got scammed out of 4,000 just last week. Don’t let me find out who the scammer is, or I’ll call a whole convoy of buddies to deal with him!”

“Moment of silence for the victims. So many students have been scammed this year. Have scammers become that sophisticated, or are the students so dazed from studying they’ve lost all common sense?”

“This topic is too sad. Most students come from humble backgrounds; when scammers take all their money, they indirectly destroy families.”

“Not just tuition—they even scam money meant to save lives! Truly a new low.”

“The worst part is these scammers’ tricks keep getting smarter, making them nearly impossible to catch! And if the scammer is under sixteen, well, what does the law say then?”

“Don’t criticize the law blindly; it’s made for reasons. But I agree, laws regarding juvenile offenders aren’t great.”

Chen Bo pulled out a flashlight, one he had won from the system’s lottery—a solar-powered model. Just leave it under light for a few hours when out of power, and it would last for two full days and nights continuously.

System products are truly top quality! Chen Bo couldn’t help but marvel that even a flashlight contained such advanced technology.

Switching it on, the dark pit instantly brightened.

“Hey, stop talking and look at the trap that caught the streamer! My goodness, why are there so many menacing masks here?!”

“Whoa! What the heck is this?! I guarantee this isn’t just a trap! Look at those sculptures and the craftsmanship—these could be national treasures!”

“So where is the streamer now? Has he traveled through time? Another time-traveling streamer? Whoa, that’s a lot to take in—I need to process this.”

“Streamer’s second time travel live stream, making millions monthly! No, billions! Ha ha ha ha ha!”