Chapter 78: Adaptation of Reality, Villains Everywhere

Chapter 78

With some time left before filming, Gu Sang prepared to return home first.

Lu Mufei volunteered to drive Gu Sang home. As the appointed time approached, Gu Sang stood beneath the signboard, gazing at the roadside.

Just as she was about to call Lu Mufei, her phone rang.

Lu Mufei said with a hint of urgency, "Sang Sang, I'm sorry, I'm stuck in traffic. It'll probably take another half hour to reach the hotel."

"It's alright, no rush, I'll wait for you."

Seeing that it would be a while, Gu Sang turned on her live stream as she headed back to the hotel lobby to rest and wait.

This time her virtue skyrocketed!

In the ancient world, two more massive split-screen live streams appeared.

The live stream's upgrade made the split-screen displays even more dazzling.

This time, with the emergence of each split-screen, a rainbow appeared in the sky, directly projecting down from the towering heights and fixing itself in several cities.

"Boom——"

"Boom——"

The ancient people merely saw a seven-colored stream of light descending from the heavens, after which images appeared above the city walls.

In the grand hall, Xuyang Palace, the Plague City, and outside the palace walls, the commoners had grown accustomed to this and had gathered early, eagerly staring at the screens.

The ancient people in the other two cities, witnessing the sky displaying images for the first time, knelt down and exclaimed it a divine miracle.

"What are those things? What strange creatures are those, moving so swiftly in every direction, oh heavens!"

"How high up! What is that, a building?"

"Have you ever seen a building that glimmers and shines with colorful lights? It must be a celestial mirror. The people on the streets are dressed so strangely!"

"Haven't you heard? The regions around the capital and the Plague City have had these things for a while. I heard people there call it a 'live stream' from some 'later era'."

Those ancient people watching the live stream for the first time saw cars speeding along the streets.

Just as Gu Sang crossed the road and reached an open area, a dark-skinned man suddenly rushed out from the side.

The man appeared to be in his fifties, likely a farmer with great strength and callused hands. He grabbed Gu Sang's hand and said, "Miss, could you help me with something?"

"You see, my wife is in the public restroom up ahead. She's on her period, and as a man, I can't go in. Could you please give her this bag?"

Gu Sang paused.

She looked down at the black bag in the man's hand, which seemed to contain sanitary pads.

Before Gu Sang could respond, the man kept thrusting the bag towards her.

"Miss, thank you so much. Let me take you there."

Seeing the man's urgency, Gu Sang frowned.

A group of men and women surrounded their target, keeping you far from any passersby.

The onlookers stood five or six meters away, gawking and pointing fingers, their eyes filled with disdain and curses.

Grab a phone?

Smash valuables?

Cry for help, claim drug dealing, claim innocence?

No use! This was reality, far crueler than the internet!

Once labeled with that word, you deserved only to be beaten and cursed!

Onlooker: "A homewrecker, the third party! Pfft! You belong in the gutter, yet you dare walk the streets. Serves you right to be caught by the wife!"

"This woman's so good-looking, definitely the type to be a mistress."

"Everyone, come look at the wh*re who seduced my husband! Have you no shame, couldn't find a man for yourself so you seduce my husband? Today I'll teach you a lesson!"

"Brother, Sister, help me drag this wh*re home. I need to ask my husband what's so good about this mistress compared to me!"

The more the woman shouted, the more onlookers kept their distance.

Encountering such a sensational scene, several people took out their phones to take photos for their social media.

In one passing couple.

The girlfriend's expression changed upon seeing her boyfriend's rapt gaze.

She dragged the boy away angrily: "Don't look anymore, what's there to see with that homewrecker? Beating up a mistress like that is what she deserves. If you ever have any bad intentions..."

"No, you're thinking too much into it. I was just curious to see what was going on."

The boy explained as he followed the girl away.

Gu Sang took in all the contemptuous looks, fully aware of how much modern society despises mistresses - they are called traffickers and drug dealers!

Reality is never as imagined, certainly not like discussing it on paper!

Any explanation would pale in comparison.

Passersby had already made up their minds, their eyes full of disdain when looking at her.

Suddenly—

Gu Sang's gaze fell on the girl in jeans taking photos in the distance.

Just as several men and women were forcibly dragging Gu Sang towards the van!

Gu Sang stared intently at the girl, not detecting any hint of a lie in her eyes. She yelled with all her might: "Sister in the jeans!"

"Please believe me, I'm not a mistress!"

"I hate homewreckers just as much! The people have drugged spray in their hands, using the pretense of beating a mistress while actually human traffickers!"