On the way, Chen Ge called the owner of the production workshop. The owner thought that Chen Ge had finally changed his mind and was willing to work with him to save the lonely souls in the world. Without waiting for Chen Ge to explain in detail, he hurried out of the house.

I was sitting at the door of the basement eating breakfast, and it only took twenty minutes for the workshop owner to come over.

"Boss Qian, I still want to borrow your workshop. Money is not a problem." Chen Ge didn't say the second half of the sentence. Even if he didn't have money now, he would have it in the future.

"You're still talking to me about money? We hit it off right away. Talking about money will hurt our relationship." The slightly fat workshop owner sat next to Chen Ge: "Just leave me a doll."

"Are you sure? My dolls are not made to imitate real people." Chen Ge saw that the workshop owner was so enthusiastic, and he was embarrassed to lie to him: "I designed a few new dolls today. It's not too late to make a decision after you take a look."

After entering the basement, the workshop owner opened the glass door, stood outside and bowed three times before daring to go in.

"What are you doing? Do you believe in ghosts and gods?" Chen Ge remembered that the workshop owner did not have this habit before.

"I don't know why, but ever since you made the first batch of dolls for me, every time I looked in from the doorway, I always felt like there was something inside." Boss Qian scratched his head, "As the saying goes, don't hit someone who smiles at you. I'll bow first. Even if there are ghosts in there, they probably won't be too embarrassed to bully me."

"Your idea sounds quite reasonable." Chen Ge shook his head and entered the house. He seemed to be more familiar with the layout of the workshop than Boss Qian. He took out various tools skillfully and went directly into the warehouse: "These materials of yours will expire if they are not used. By the way, the warehouse was like this when I left last time. It was untouched. Have you not had any business in such a long time?"

"It's OK." Boss Qian ran into the warehouse to help, and said, "I recently went to learn about the adult market. The demand is huge. Let's go the high-quality route and customize it specifically for high-quality customers."

"We'll talk about this later." Chen Ge prepared the materials for making the mold. He recalled the crazy woman's face that had undergone multiple plastic surgeries. His hands flew, and he restored a rough outline in just a few minutes.

"You're really wasting your talent by opening a haunted house." Boss Qian sighed sincerely.

Chen Ge was focused on the clay sculpture in his hand and quickly made the face of the crazy woman.

Although this woman is a pervert, it is undeniable that she is very beautiful.

"I always feel like something is missing." Chen Ge held up the clay sculpture of a human head and used his five fingers to destroy it.

"No!" Boss Qian shouted from the side, "If you don't want it, you can leave it to me as a souvenir!"

"That face is not the feeling I want." Chen Ge said casually, and quickly made another face. Compared with the previous one, this face was full of morbidity and madness; "No, that woman's morbidity is mixed with pain."

After destroying it and remaking it, Chen Ge felt that the face lacked a bit of beauty, and was left with pure horror, which was too different from the original character.

After being destroyed several times in a row, the owner of the workshop next door gradually got used to it. He looked at Chen Ge with resentment and hummed a little tune: "Those who can't get it will always be there, and those who are favored will be fearless..."

"What went wrong?" Chen Ge recalled the description of the living doll in the black phone and came up with a bold idea.

"The mad woman's residual thoughts were collected by Xu Yin into the tape. I can use Xu Yin's ability to release the residual thoughts and control the puppet. The mad woman herself is still alive. One of the steps in the complete production process of the puppet is to use a living person as a mold. What will happen if I make it exactly as the puppet requires and then put the mad woman's residual thoughts into it?"

Looking at the clay figurine in his hand, Chen Ge could only think about it for the time being. The crazy woman was suspected of murder. Even if she suffered from a mental illness, it would be difficult for her to be free again in this life.

"I'd better figure it out myself." In order to recreate the face of the crazy woman, Chen Ge put a lot of effort.

"She has had multiple plastic surgeries. Her facial features are indeed beautiful when viewed individually, but when put together they always give people a sense of disharmony."

Chen Ge disassembled the woman's face, one organ at a time, and put them together after they were done.

When the last piece of face was pressed on, a miracle happened. The woman's face was perfectly reproduced, even the expression was exactly the same.

Seeing this face made up of separate organs, Chen Ge was finally satisfied.

"The facial organs are made separately and connected in series with wires, so that the whole face is not easy to fall apart."

Just because it’s not easy to break apart doesn’t mean it won’t break apart. If a tourist gets close to the doll out of curiosity, the woman’s face might break apart, which would probably scare the person to pieces.

Before nine o'clock, Chen Ge made five dolls, whose prototypes were the crazy woman, Xu Tong, Xiong Qing, the patient with phantom limb syndrome, and the nurse who could not be killed no matter what.

If possible, Chen Ge planned to completely copy the entire third ward, including all the patients and doctors inside.

"Now that we have the characters, along with the corresponding props, each doll is an independent horror story."

It takes time for the filler to solidify, so Chen Ge said hello to Boss Qian and left.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Chen Ge returned to the horror house, opened the guardrail and started a new day of business.

New Century Park opened at nine o'clock. As soon as many tourists entered the park, they went straight to Chen Ge's haunted house. There were a lot of them.

Uncle Xu also saw this scene. To some extent, Chen Ge's horror house has become the theme park's signature attraction for tourists.

"Uncle, I just happened to talk to you about something."

"Selling tickets? Sure, I'm free anyway." Uncle Xu stood at the door of the haunted house very consciously, looking at so many tourists, a rare smile on his face.

Chen Ge waved his hand and said, "I want to build a rest stop next to the haunted house. It's not a good idea for tourists to always stand outside and wait."

"No problem. Director Luo specifically told us to fully cooperate with you in the past two months."

"I think it would be better for me to communicate with Director Luo in person." Chen Ge has a big appetite, and he wants to pave the way for future development.

"Mr. Luo comes here every noon these days, you can go find him then." Uncle Xu gave tasks to other staff members of the park on the intercom. Soon, a truck from the park drove over, and several staff members moved out the benches and the roof and set them up next to Chen Ge's haunted house.

"This was used in previous activities. You can use it for a while. As for how to build the rest station and how large it should be, we need Director Luo's approval."

"clear."

Uncle Xu and the staff maintained order among the tourists. Most people were queuing, except for a tall young man who seemed to have something important to do. He stepped out of the queue and ran towards Chen Ge.

"Wang Hailong? Why did he come to see me?" Chen Ge took a few steps forward. He suspected that Wang Shenglong had an accident: "Could it be that the kid couldn't help but speak?"