Twisted Dreams-Chapter 49 - 21: Depression

Chen Yuqi crossed her arms and said haughtily:

"We are believers of the Seven Commandments Association that worships the Death God. The live broadcasts are meant to promote the teachings of the Death God."

Zhang Shi’ai’s lips curled with an enchanting smile, her eyes flashing with a cold gleam.

They were laying all their cards on the table.

They figured Ma Tao was very unlikely to agree.

After all, whether it’s related to pornography or cults, the consequences of getting caught by the Sheriff vary, with the latter being more severe.

As long as Ma Tao disagrees, they would immediately reveal their Demon Bodies.

They were sure they had Ma Tao figured out.

A dangerous atmosphere was brewing in this old, shabby room.

Ma Tao was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the two women.

One woman was elegant and noble, while the other was enchanting and alluring.

They turned out to be cultists!

He didn’t know much about this alluring woman, but he certainly knew about [South Sea Jin Meiting]!

[South Sea Jin Meiting] was an emerging star!

If she wanted to live a carefree life, she could easily do so.

Why would she go through so much trouble and spend money on the Seven Commandments Association?

The lady with extraordinary temperament beside [South Sea Jin Meiting] must also be a wealthy woman.

They must both be like [South Sea Jin Meiting], worry-free when it comes to food and wealth, enjoying life.

Two women with faith and ideas!

Are they... also dissatisfied with this world?

Ma Tao swallowed hard:

"Are you serious?"

Zhang Shi’ai leaned forward, her breath like orchids:

"What, are you doubting our faith?"

She was like a dangerous, poisonous rose.

After scrutinizing both women closely, Ma Tao’s eyes erupted with extreme excitement:

"Eight years, a full eight years!

I finally know what I’ve been waiting for!

I’m willing to join you and apologize for my earlier rudeness!"

Ma Tao trembled with excitement.

He, a tech nerd, thought highly of himself while also being self-indulgent.

In fact, given his skills, getting a job at a large company would be easy, but he thought those bosses were idiots, unworthy of commanding him.

Now, with such an exciting proposition before him, he agreed without hesitation!

It was Zhang Shi’ai and Chen Yuqi’s turn to be dumbfounded.

This, was Ma Tao an idiot?

Ma Tao sat in front of the computer, talking non-stop to himself:

"If we want to do this live broadcast software, we definitely need some fellow Seven Commandments Association streamers.

They can perform talents normally, chat normally during the live broadcast.

The entire background style of the software would be based on the Seven Commandments Association and Death God’s culture.

All our streamers would be worshippers of the Death God, never straying far from the Death God and the Seven Commandments in conversation.

Subtly influencing the guests, guiding them to worship the Death God."

Chen Yuqi and Zhang Shi’ai were in disbelief.

No need to show their Demon Bodies, he agreed eagerly and was even more excited than they were?

Ma Tao opened a chatroom site, showing it to Zhang Shi’ai and Chen Yuqi, earnestly:

"Can we have them join us too?

There are many hot guys and girls here who could totally be streamers.

As long as you pay them a salary.

Don’t worry about me. Just give me the basic maintenance fee, I can live on instant noodles."

Zhang Shi’ai and Chen Yuqi took gentle steps and looked toward the chatroom website.

The entire style was leaning toward darkness.

Most of the avatars inside expressed gore, melancholy, and pain.

The chatroom was occasionally animated with avatars flashing and dynamic spaces sometimes showing real-time updates, indicating the site’s popularity.

"Whenever I try to toe the line, I always think of myself in a white princess dress as a child, asking my dad if I looked pretty."

"I have floral arms and legs, I’m not arrogant, just incompetent."

"I am worthless."

"I learned to mimic a female voice and finally heard a girl say she loves me."

"I suddenly started eating and sleeping well, no longer averse to food, no longer insomniac.

I thought I was healed, but it turns out I have bipolar disorder.

I was wondering, how could someone as wretched as me get better."

...

This is a depression support website, founded by Ma Tao.

Ma Tao occasionally commented on friend’s updates with humorous and witty remarks, encouraging them while saying:

"If you give these people a belief, it equals giving them a reason to live.

I’ve never thought about churches before, but it’s an idea worth trying.

These people worship death, but if they can live and worship the Death God, they will go on living.

Isn’t that a win-win situation?"

Chen Yuqi and Zhang Shi’ai stared at Ma Tao’s frail back, feeling a mix of emotions.

They had not expected this unsavory man to have such a side.

It’s quite good; with Ma Tao’s help, the initial team was successfully formed, saving a lot of trouble, and even the need to reveal their Demon Bodies.

Chen Yuqi said:

"As long as the job is done well, there’s no issue with your salaries.

The preliminary work of designing the software and finding the streamers is up to you.

But remember, if I’m not satisfied, it won’t end well for you."

Ma Tao chuckled:

"I can tell, you’re not ordinary people.

How could I dare to offend you?"

People involved with such an organization can’t be ordinary citizens, can they?

I’ve been doing this online thing long enough; is there anything I haven’t heard or seen?

Ma Tao opened the site’s slogan.

The original slogan was: Pain and suffering are this world’s anti-addiction measures.

Ma Tao revised it to:

Pain and suffering are this world’s anti-addiction measures.

The Seven Commandments Association is this world’s cheat code.

Join the Seven Commandments Association and enjoy a cracked version of life.

...

Nighttime, in the medicine shop.

Li Yang sat behind the counter reading, holding the book [Crime and Punishment], his thoughts drifting elsewhere.

Chen Yuqi and Zhang Shi’ai had the notion of jointly establishing the Death God’s religion and were putting it into action.

The members of the Demon Club were the high society nobles.

The Seven Commandments Association’s followers included the middle class and below.

These two organizations coming together, who knows what kind of sparks might fly.

Li Yang had no doubt about the future potential of the Seven Commandments Association.

The Enchantment of the Fallen Angel and the allure of the Enchanting Demon, two abilities working together, were extremely powerful.

Also, never forget that Demons truly exist.

If a supposed miracle is occasionally shown, the Seven Commandments Association would be invincible.

Li Yang glanced at Suzu, who was happily browsing her tablet on a small stool nearby, and shook his head.

Look at them.

The Enchanting Demon and Fallen Angel are establishing a church for themselves.

The Vampire is managing Demon Club affairs.

Even the Crow can use its bird followers as information bridges.

And then there’s this Black Witch.

She’s almost derelict in her duties!

Suzu seemed to sense something, lifted her head to meet Li Yang’s gaze, and smiled sweetly:

"Li Yang, my membership is about to expire, can I get another month?"

Li Yang’s face darkened:

"Once your Spiritual Power reaches Tier Two, I’ll extend it for another month."

Suzu’s smile froze and crumpled into a frown:

"I just made you a membership card, and now you’re turning your back after the favor?

Plus, I just found someone with Desire Power for you!

Isn’t he supposed to arrive shortly?"

Li Yang turned away from her:

"Reach Tier Two for another month, fail to reach Tier Two and I confiscate your tablet."

Suzu went crazy:

"Li Yang, you jerk!"

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

A man in a white shirt walked in limping.

He reeked of alcohol, with an unshaven face, as if "decay" and "despair" were written across his visage.