Rules of Horror + Seven Golden Fingers + Sliced Male Lead.
The Rules of Horror descended, and Bai Sang inexplicably got engaged to seven supernatural husbands, possessing a huge dowry.
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"The next ghost story, in case something happens to us, I'll hand it over to the next Abyss, so that these materials won't disappear from the ghost stories."
Bai Sang's words silenced everyone for a moment.
Yun Yuan said with some displeasure, "You've already met the dumbest one. The next one will be able to protect you and get you out safely."
Bai Sang immediately thought of Yu Yuan and Chen Yuan.
This pair of brilliant and talented individuals, I wonder what they're like at home.
Bai Sang agreed, "You're right, let's go out."
When they left the lab, all the researchers were still lying there, sprawled out in disarray.
Bai Sang was a little surprised, "The whole team was wiped out?"
Yun Yuan quickly shook his head, "No, it's just that I gave them some medicine, and they'll be able to sleep for three days."
Bai Sang wanted to say something more, but then she heard the train announcement.
"Dear passengers, we are about to arrive at our final stop, Paradise. Passengers who are getting off the bus, please prepare in advance."
The four people's expressions changed instantly.
Qin Minglang's face was gloomy. "We've only been in the lab for an hour, how did we get to the final stop?"
Bai Sang glanced at the clock in the carriage.
"Judging by the time, there are still 15 minutes until we reach the final stop."
"The rules state that if you don't get off at the correct stop, you will be eliminated."
Bai Sang thought for a moment and then called the train conductor directly.
The round-faced train attendant appeared with a smile, but showed no unusual expression when she saw the people lying on the ground.
"What's the date and time now?"
The train conductor smiled broadly upon hearing Bai Sang's question.
"Passengers, it is now March 17th, 9:25 AM. We will be arriving at our final stop in 15 minutes."
Bai Sang paused for two seconds, then said, "Okay, thank you."
The round-faced train conductor left.
Bai Sang took out her phone and her wristwatch.
The time on my phone has become erratic, sometimes showing nine o'clock, sometimes ten o'clock.
Eating meat but not garlic is the same as Qin Minglang's cell phone.
Finally, Bai Sang's gaze fell on the wristwatch.