Chapter 175
Chapter 175
The production crew at “Ghostly Guidance” had been well aware of the buzz surrounding their show on the forums. They knew
that some viewers harbored skepticism towards the paranormal themes they explored, but given the sensitive nature of their
content, they never promoted anything too overtly, preferring to keep things ambiguous.
When they decided to go live, they anticipated the kind of questions that woulde up.
After some discreet inquiries following a tip—off from an anonymous source, Baily and the folks at Limelight Productions
confirmed that neither the Morgans nor the Bryants were protecting the show. To their surprise, it seemed to be an official stance.
This revtion was quite intriguing to them and hinted at something unexpected — the higher—ups weren’t opposed to the
exploration of the mystical.
Realizing this, Baily felt a newfound sense of confidence, which set the stage for today’s live interaction.
“Let''s address the first question on everyone’s mind: does the show have a script? | think it’s best if our guests shed some light
on this,” Ned said from off-camera, giving the panelists the go—ahead to speak candidly.
Kane, the most esteemed guest, took the lead. “Is there a script? The answer is no,” he said with a chuckle. “If there were, we
wouldn''t have had so many unexpected incidents in thest couple of episodes.”This is from N?velDrama.Org.
Candace, smiling at hisment, added wistfully, “I wish there was a script. That way, | might have a little more presence every
time | appear on the show.”
Being aplete novice in the realm of the esoteric, she often found herself silently listening to Winnie and Mervin’s
exnations.
Mervin, ever the straight shooter, simply answered the questions as they came. “No script
here.”
Gentry, who always had a knack for quips, used a popr meme to express his sentiments, “Could we be any more oblivious to
a script?”
After the others had their say, it was Winnie''s turn. Finding that most things had already been covered, she sinctly said,
“that’s right.”
The guests were momentarily taken aback before their expressions turned to amusement as the live chat went into a frenzy.
“ssic Winnie! That’s some cryptic wit right there!”
“LOL, I’m convinced there’s no script — she wouldn’t get away with two words if there were!”
“Miss Bryant, do you get paid by the word when you''re on air?”
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“Guys, don’t bother about the beauty’s business!”
“My silence is profound, right now!”
“She might be brief, but my love for her is long!”
As the live chat continued to jest, Candace couldn’t help but join in, “Winnie, that was a bit too efficient for an answer!”
Kane, curious, teased her, “I''ve heard that Mystical Sects sometimes practice a vow of silence. Is that why you’re so concise?”
He looked serious, but the yful undertone was clear. However, before Winnie could respond, Mervin earnestly rified, “A vow
of silence is part of Buddhist practice, but Ms. Bryant doesn’te from that tradition.”
Gentry, catching the subtle dynamic, inquired, “You seemed familiar with each other when you first met. Had you known each
other before?”
“Not at all,” Mervin replied.
“We do,” said Winnie, almost simultaneously, leading to some curious nces from the others.
Mervin looked at Winnie, clearly unaware of when they had be acquainted.
Unfazed, Winnie exined, “I’ve heard about you from the Caretaker of Breeze Monastery. So, we''re indirectly acquainted.”
Although they had been on the show together for a couple of episodes, their interactions had been limited to brief exchanges, as
the production team kept them focused on the tasks at hand. But now, the viewers were relishing this personal chatter, hoping to
catch some juicy
tidbits.
Gentry, sensing the audience’s enthusiasm, smoothly took over the hosting duties from Ned. Being a seasoned mystical
streamer himself, he was adept at managing the flow and interaction of the live broadcast.
“A viewer named ‘BlueBunny’ is asking if you all knew about Naylor''s situation beforehand or if you spotted it on the spot. How
did you figure it out?”
Mervin, who had been the first to refuse to work with Naylor, answered without hesitation, “It was apparent at first nce. He was
weighed down by a heavy karmic debt and was shrouded in a dark aura and resentment.”
Gentry hadn''t spotted it himself during thest show and, now ying host, didn’t vie to showcase his own insights. Instead, he
turned to Winnie, inviting her to share her perspective.
Winnie guessed that Mervin hadn’t seen things as clearly as she had, and since their conversation in the mirrored realm had
been aired, there wasn’t much point in holding back
now.
“Yes, he had the spirits of five girls clinging to his back. It was quite evident.”
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“Do you have the sight?” Mervin asked, intrigued..
Winnie nodded, “Something like that.”
Mervin had suspected as much, and at her confirmation, he looked at her with an intense gaze that hinted at... envy. The sight,
even among Mystical Sects, was a rare gift.
Indeed, some practitioners could develop the abilityter in life, but for people like him, sensing spiritual presences was as far as
it went — seeing them required the aid of talismans and rituals.
He couldn''t help but feel a twinge of envy for those like Winnie who were born with the so-called “sixth sense.” His gaze,
unshielded and open, sent the audience in the live stream into fits ofughter.
“It was the first time I''d seen such an animated expression on Mervin’s face!”
“Envy was written all over his eyes; he wanted it so badly!”
“It was just a “sixth sense,” for crying out loud! It wasn’t like he was asking for the moon! Just give it to him!”
Someone even wrote a story: “Without a moment''s hesitation, Winnie pretended to rip out her cornea and handed it over, saying,
‘Here you go, bro! If you want it that bad, it’s all yours!“" Candace and the others were alright, but Mervin, who doesn’t usually
use inte, couldn''t help but bug out his eyes when he read thements scrolling up the screen.
He was the picture of utter bewilderment.
Perhaps his dazed look was too much, as it triggered a rare burst ofughter among the other
guests.
The hour of Q&A flew by quickly, with Gentry taking charge of the hosting duties. He was on such a roll that he bypassed the
actual host, Ned, and turned straight to the camera to announce, “Coming up next is our live call-in help segment. The
production team will be initiating a draw, randomly selecting one viewer for a live link-up. Are you guys ready at home?”
“Get set, because our draw countdown starts now! Three, two, one...!”
Meanwhile, Ned stood there, speechless and bewildered.
Those were my lines as a host! He thought