Gender Swap: I’m About to Transform Using a Card! Chapter 3

Realizing that something was very wrong with his current situation, Zhang Yan quickly addressed his live-stream audience:

“Hey everyone, things have taken an unexpected turn, so I’ve decided to cut today’s travel stream short and leave this amusement park. But I won’t end the livestream—if anything happens to me, please remember to call the police. Thanks.”

Without another word, Zhang Yan turned and sprinted toward the park’s exit, not daring to stay in Ganquan Amusement Park a second longer.

“Is the host acting out a script?”
“Doesn’t seem like a script—more like he actually ran into a ghost.”
“Stop spreading superstitions. If this isn’t staged, I’ll eat shit on live.”
“‘Eat shit live’? Drop the stream link.”
“I think it’s fake too.”
“Wait… do you guys hear a woman crying in the stream?”

As the audience debated in the chat, someone suddenly pointed out the sound of weeping.

“No way, there really is a woman crying.”
“Huh, is this part of the script?”
“Hold on—it’s not just a woman. I hear a child sobbing too.”
“And men… and elderly voices.”
“Why are there so many crying sounds?”
“I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”

Zhang Yan heard it too. At first, he thought it might be other visitors still in the park and picked up his pace. But as he got closer, the cacophony of sobs—men, women, children, the elderly—sent a chill down his spine. He skidded to a stop.

Before he could decide whether to detour, the crying grew louder, as if reacting to his presence. Then, a thunderous thudding echoed from behind a nearby building.

A grotesque creature lurched into view—dozens of human limbs sprouting from its body, its skin covered in weeping faces.

“What the hell is that?!”
“All those crying faces… Was that the sound we heard?”
“That thing doesn’t look like CGI.”
“If that’s special effects, I’ll eat shit live.”
“‘Eat shit live’? Link your stream!”
“Who cares about that now?!”
“Host, quit staring—RUN!”
“That thing’s not human. Get out while you can!”

Snapping out of his shock, Zhang Yan bolted. But the monster gave chase, its many legs closing the distance in seconds. As it loomed over him, jaws gaping to add his face to its collection, the livestream flooded with panicked exclamation marks.

“Am I really gonna die here?” Zhang Yan thought, the stench of the creature’s breath overwhelming him.

Then—whoosh! A sword streaked down from the sky, slicing the monster clean in half.

“Did… did a sword just kill that thing?!”
“A missile, maybe?”
“No explosion—definitely not a missile.”
“Wait… IS SOMEONE FLYING?!”
“Flying? Are you watching too many fantasy dramas?”
“HOLY CRAP, THERE’S A WOMAN IN THE AIR—AND SHE’S GORGEOUS!”
“Am I hallucinating? Since when can people fly?!”
“Host, look up! She’s coming toward you!”

Hearing the monster collapse behind him, Zhang Yan whirled around, stunned.

“Are you okay?” a voice called.

He turned and froze, mouth agape. The woman before him was breathtaking—the most beautiful person he’d ever seen.

“Hey, are you hurt?” Yan Qi asked, frowning at his dazed expression.

“I—I’m fine. Not hurt,” he stammered.

“Really?”

“Y-yeah. Uh, miss, this place isn’t safe. Want to leave together?”

“No need. I can leave whenever. You, on the other hand—stay put if you want to live.”

With that, Yan Qi retrieved her spirit sword, levitated into the air, and flew off toward the source of the dark barrier enveloping the park.

Zhang Yan stared after her, slack-jawed.

“Guys… did I just see someone fly? Am I dreaming?”

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