Li Qiusheng clasped his hands together, his fingers twitching slightly, to applaud Xia Chuhe.

Mountain Perspective:

Please respond to the scene in the mirror with a cheerful tone.

Da Shan's eyes instantly reddened, and she gasped for breath, unable to find joy in the scene reflected in the mirror.

The background in the mirror is a collapsed overpass, with broken road surface and steel bars crashing down on cars passing by below, almost splitting them in two.

The car door was open, and Dashan knelt beside the car, holding the upper body of the girl who was leaning out of the car. The girl's hand was stroking Dashan's face.

Da Shan stared intently at the girl, forcing a stiff smile, his voice trembling: "We've finally met, little sister."

Human vocal organs are a marvelous thing; sometimes they make laughter sound like crying, and sometimes they make crying sound like laughter.

If you couldn't see Da Shan's uncontrollable tears, her crying would be no different from the joy of a long-awaited reunion.

"Sister... I'm so happy to see you... Sister, it hurts so much, I really want to hear you sing..."

With teary eyes, Da Shan gazed at his younger sister in the mirror and softly hummed, "I have a little donkey..."

This is a very cheerful song, so cheerful that it makes you completely ignore the singer's inner pain.

"It's so beautiful... Sister's singing is more effective than painkillers..."

Da Shan choked up and uttered a soft "Mmm".

She wanted to talk to her sister, but she could only try not to speak. Too many words would reveal her inner emotions, and if she said just one more word, she would burst into tears.

Fortunately, the mirror was approved quickly, and it made way for the mountain before it completely collapsed.

The overwhelmingly impactful scene caused the four of them to almost simultaneously overlook something. They didn't even realize it until they "moved" the mirror that was blocking their way.

Although the mirror corridor seems endless, it doesn't cause any real harm. The remaining path presents a request, such as: write down your favorite scene/the scene that most stimulates your desires...

Following the requirements, a scene was then depicted. Just like the most frightening scene from before, the emotions required for the scene depiction were completely unrelated to the previous requirements.

However, the mirror's judgment was relatively lenient. The four of them overcame numerous obstacles and passed through six tests: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, and desire.

Xia Chuhe counted on his fingers and typed on his wristwatch for everyone to see: "After passing six mirrors, perhaps one more will bring us to the finish line."

Her judgment was always accurate, and with Xia Chuhe's excellent performance in the first round, Li Qiusheng, Dashan, and Moyun all felt relieved, as victory seemed to be just around the corner.

The seventh obstacle, the mirror, is the same as always, with no major difficulties.

After passing the obstructing mirror, all four of them had a smile on their faces.

After walking for a while, the four of them could no longer laugh.

The mirror blocked their way again, this time asking them to write down the scene they were most afraid of.

The requirements are exactly the same as those for the first roadblock mirror.

The four looked at each other, and Xia Chuhe took the lead in writing down what he had written before on the mirror.

Then, unsurprisingly, she encountered a scene where all her friends had died, and the whole world was demanding that she die. Li Qiusheng, Dashan, and Moyun also faced their most feared scenario once again.

This time, Xia Chuhe did not immediately perform as the mirror requested.

Li Qiusheng raised his wristwatch: [Seven, seven... forty-nine? Seven laps?]

Xia Chuhe felt a sense of anger and resentment at being mocked and fooled.

The so-called mirror corridor is not a straight line at all, but a circle. They are constantly going around in circles under the guidance of the mirrors.

Even if they walk seven laps, or even forty-nine laps, they'll still be in the circle.

Xia Chuhe clenched his fist and did something he had always wanted to do but had held back—he punched the mirror and shattered it!

"Snap—crack—"

The mirror in the dungeon was not sturdy at all; it couldn't even withstand a punch from Xia Chuhe.

Seeing this, Li Qiusheng rubbed his hands together, eager to try.

"Snap—crack—ha—"

Da Shan beat him to it; he was the second person to break the mirror, and Li Qiusheng was the second.

Mo Yun silently shrank back towards the mirror by the corridor. He wasn't angry enough to smash the mirror, nor did he dare to.

Who knows how long these three people will stop going crazy? What if they need to write confessions, but the mirror has been smashed and there's no confession wall left? What will they do then?!

The three stopped their rampage because the road was still the same path they had taken before, even after the mirror was smashed.

They are still trapped in the industry.

Xia Chuhe's gaze shifted to the mirrors that made up the corridor. If the corridor were broken, would another path appear?

Just as she was about to try it out, a cluster of fleshy red marks suddenly appeared on the broken mirror on the ground. The fleshy red marks grew larger and larger, giving people the illusion that they were gradually getting closer, so close that they could almost see the muscle texture hidden in the marks.

The broken mirror surface was completely covered by flesh-colored marks, but the marks were not satisfied. They wobbled slightly and suddenly overflowed and squeezed out from the mirror surface, forming flesh-colored lumps of various sizes.

As if they had eyes, the dumplings circled around the four people's feet and gathered towards the center, slowly forming from minced meat into the size of ping-pong balls, tennis balls, and basketballs.

Stunned by the spectacle, Xia Chuhe suddenly snapped out of his daze, flipped his wrist upwards, and his face turned extremely ugly—his superpower was unusable.

...

There are always certain scenes that touch the depths of a person's heart. When a person is moved, most of their attention is focused on that scene.

At times like these, even if they consciously remember rule number two, they will still inadvertently see the eyes of the person in the mirror. For example, the giant's bulging eyeballs, larger than copper bells; for example, eyes yearning for freedom; for example, pairs of timid, numb, dead fish eyes; for example, the eyes of the younger sister who appears countless times in their dreams…

—Do not stare into the eyes of the person in the mirror, or you will suffer the consequences.

The consequence was that when the flesh fragments from the mirror condensed into a massive mountain of flesh, Xia Chuhe, Li Qiusheng, and Dashan were astonished to discover that their supernatural abilities had failed.

As for Dashan, her superpowers had already failed before she even entered the Mirror Corridor.

Two round, fleshy balls rolled down to the foot of the fleshy mud mountain, then rolled up it, stopping at the eye level, pointing towards Mo Yun.

The mountain of flesh wriggled slightly towards the direction of the dark clouds.

In an instant, you can overcome all obstacles and get up close and personal.