"Why are there so many words about death carved in the shrine? This doesn't look like a place where gods live at all!" The detective was lying in the front and his face turned pale with fright after seeing the words in the shrine.

"Didn't the video just say that? The shrine on the table is for worshipping gods, and the shrine in the corner is for worshipping other things." A woman bravely squatted in front of the shrine and looked inside carefully.

I don’t know what material this shrine is made of, it seems to be wood, but it feels sticky to the touch, just like touching a pool of blood that is about to solidify.

Ever since the small door under the shrine was opened, a faint foul smell has been coming out of the shrine.

"I'm going to say something disrespectful. I don't think even ghosts would want to stay in this box." The policeman quietly stood beside Chen Ge: "Also, I have to tell you one more thing. The last time I came to challenge, there were no bloody words in the shrine."

After he said this, he looked at the girl squatting in front of the shrine.

The girl slowly stood up, with a hint of confusion in her eyes. She secretly shook her head at the policeman and the woman with long black hair.

Several "tourists" seemed to be responsible for different jobs in the haunted house, and this girl seemed to be specifically responsible for refining the props and mechanisms.

Seeing her shaking her head, the policeman's expression became even uglier. He said to Chen Ge hesitantly, "Why don't we stop going in? Don't be so reckless in clearing the level. We will accompany you to explore the first few scenes."

The police's words were basically telling Chen Ge - we are not trying to scare you, and don't go ahead and embarrass us. Let's all be friendly and safe.

"We have to keep going forward. Even if we don't look for them, they will come looking for us." Chen Ge had already noticed that several tourists were exchanging glances with each other. He also saw the girl shaking her head at the police. It was only after seeing the information given by the girl that the police suggested not to continue exploring forward.

The "tourists" were scared, and the reason for their fear was related to this shrine.

Chen Ge grabbed the edge of the shrine with both hands, trying to change the angle to see it, but he was surprised to find that the shrine was fixed to the ground and connected to the whole house.

The Reincarnation Haunted House was built in a virtual future park, so why were they still afraid? Although these employees were not very courageous, they were chosen to play with them, so they must be smart and capable. If they were scared and retreated, there must be something wrong.

Chen Ge pretended to ask casually: "Did the designer of the Reincarnation Haunted House not expect the scene inside to become like this?"

"That's about right." The policeman said with a bitter face. He realized something was wrong after blurting out the words, and quickly added, "The last time I visited, I heard a few designers arguing. It seemed that some of the hell-level scenes had changed beyond the design under the control of the center's computer."

"No matter how powerful the intelligent system is, it cannot affect reality. It must be combined with human and mechanical forces to produce results." Chen Ge stared at the interior of the shrine, his nose moving slightly, and he used the talent he had just acquired - the spirit of smell.

"That's true, but not all questions in the world have answers." The police didn't know how to explain to Chen Ge.

"I roughly understand." Chen Ge took a deep breath. "All scenes are controlled by the central computer. There will be errors and changes when they are integrated, but these changes are within the acceptable range, so the designers did not care about it, but were complacent about their masterpieces. But they overlooked a very critical factor. These idiots put some old objects they found in the eastern suburbs into the haunted house! The central computer controls the projection and the mechanism, changing the script and various development models, and the things attached to those old objects are quietly changing the scene itself."

"What are you talking about?" The policeman was confused.

"My parents run a haunted house. I grew up in a haunted house, so I know more than you do." Chen Ge motioned for the detective to come over with his phone. "A haunted house is a place with a lot of yin energy. If you're not careful, bad things will happen. This haunted house has a lot of ominous items placed in it, so it's normal that it would attract those things."

"Do you think we will believe this?" The woman with long black hair still disagreed with Chen Ge's opinion. She would not allow others to speak ill of the Virtual Future Park, just like Chen Ge did not want to hear others say bad things about the New Century Park.

He could understand, but that didn't mean he would compromise: "Come closer and take a look at the writing inside the shrine."

Under the light, several people watched while suppressing their discomfort.

"These words were dug out bit by bit with fingernails. Some of the red marks are dyes, and some are blood. Look at the words at the innermost part. Are there any impurities in the middle of the font marks?"

"Yes, I saw it." Under the light of the mobile phone, several people finally saw it clearly: "What is that?"

"If I say it's rotten meat, would you believe me?" Chen Ge's expression was a little scary. "There's a foul smell coming from the shrine, the smell of rotting meat. It's hard to imagine that there would be such a smell coming from the shrine. If this is not carefully designed by the Virtual Future Park, then it proves that there is something wrong with this haunted house."

Pupils constricted, Chen Ge scanned the room. The entire Japanese-style building exuded an ominous feeling, and something was entangled with every object.

It's not clear, but it's there.

"Well...how about we retreat to the previous scene first?" The policeman had already begun to retreat. He had visited scenes of medium difficulty and knew a lot of information about this haunted house. However, it was precisely because he knew so much that he felt even more scared.

"You seem to like this park very much. Does anyone know when this park started building the haunted house?" Chen Ge felt a strong sense of resentment and hatred from the words on the shrine. This was the breath of a curse.

"More than a month ago."

"It was when my haunted house became popular on the Internet." Chen Ge said bluntly: "The virtual future park only saw the business opportunities, but did not see the dangers behind it. Hanjiang East Suburb is different from West Suburb."

"What's the difference?" The long-haired white-collar worker frowned, as if trying to get Chen Ge to say something. She herself knew that the Virtual Future Park was an outsider, while Chen Ge was a native of Hanjiang.

"You'll know in a moment." Chen Ge said as he took out a rag doll with half of its face burnt from his backpack.

"What do you want to do? Isn't this the little girl's toy?" Those "tourists" could no longer guess what Chen Ge was thinking.

"I want to do an experiment." Chen Ge stuffed the doll into the shrine and closed the door. "The shrine is the most dangerous place in the whole scene. I'll stay here. You two will search other rooms as soon as possible. If you find anything or encounter something scary, scream loudly and I will come to support you."

"Are you sure you want to stay in this corridor alone, guarding this shrine?" There was a hint of uncertainty in the policeman's tone.

"Don't worry about him." The man with glasses dragged the policeman away, and several tourists began to search anxiously.

After they walked away, Chen Ge quietly opened the shrine and took out the doll to take a look at it.

What was weird was that the rag doll with half of its face burnt actually showed a frightened expression.

"The expression of the doll will change? This shrine seems to have other meanings." Chen Ge put the doll back in, then opened the backpack and stuffed the red high heels in. "Every profession has its own expertise. You are good at cursing, so I'll leave it to you. I know you are very strong, and putting you in the shrine this time also contains my best wishes for you. I hope that one day you can also become a fierce god."