The corridor wasn't long, and although it looked creepy underfoot, the glass was actually quite sturdy.
Wei Chuxing, who was walking at the front, soon reached the end. He carefully touched the wall at the end, slowly turned around and said, "There is no road ahead. There are no hidden buttons on the wall. I'm afraid we can't enter the first area from here."
Because the strange sound playing automatically in the corridor wasn't very loud, Yin Zhu, who was standing at the back, could easily hear Wei Chuxing's words.
The previously uneasy tourists immediately became agitated:
What should we do?
"How about we back up?"
"Did you not investigate the previous part at all?"
"Hao Xun, what do you think?"
The last question was asked by Wei Chuxing. His voice wasn't loud, but it was distinctive and the best-sounding in the room. Plus, he mentioned Yin Zhu's nickname, making it hard for Yin Zhu to pretend she didn't hear him.
Yin Zhu hadn't expected there to be no road ahead, which directly led to a bad premonition for her.
Yin Zhu chuckled awkwardly twice and turned around: "Shall we go out first? Maybe the staff forgot to activate the door mechanism...!"
As the thing that had been firmly planted on her feet suddenly disappeared, Yin Zhu's remaining words got stuck in her throat.
Not everyone is unable to scream in this situation, so tourists who hadn't officially entered heard the screams of the first group of people who went in: "Ah—!"
After everyone fell, the glass floor parallel to the wall reformed into a long bridge perpendicular to the wall, as if nothing had happened.
...
"So, all you need to do in a haunted house is find that Mr. Horror, right?"
"Surely no one has ever found them? I think most projects have survivors, even the illusionary realm, it's impossible that no one has successfully completed it, right?"
"Do you guys find Mr. Horror's way of speaking a little familiar?"
"Will the Chosen One be alright?"
The live stream chat in Longguo was mostly filled with concern. After all, watching a group of people fall into the abyss below the glass bridge would make anyone have unpleasant thoughts. Some viewers even started sending candle emojis, hoping to pray for Yin Zhu's safety.
However, there is never a shortage of trolls or inhumane individuals among human beings.
"See? This Yin Zhu is such a loser. He was always wasting his time, and now he's finally ruined himself. I hope I won't be chosen as the next Chosen One!"
"Even the ghost told her that the haunted house was dangerous, but she still insisted on coming. I just can't stand it."
"Those who don't heed the advice of their elders will suffer the consequences."
"Serves her right. I've always felt she wasn't very smart. She was just lucky not to run into anything dangerous. And she has a lot of leg hair in the live stream. I usually don't dare to send comments."
"If I were the chosen one, I would have already taken over this amusement park. Anyone who's curious can search on the forum for '[Top Analyst in Livestream Analyzes Daydream Amusement Park]'! I wrote a 3,000-word analysis!"
Then, multiple groups of people started arguing:
"Can't you watch your language? Don't you know the importance of respecting the dead?"
"Wait a minute, Sister Sun won't die!"
Yin Zhu: Huh? Am I dead? There was no "GAME OVER" message popping up.
"The official replay of that part is out! I just watched the process, and it was Wei Chuxing who pressed a hidden button on the wall, which caused the glass bridge to change."
"All the other indigenous people have made a move, why hasn't Yin Zhu made a sound yet?"
"I really can't understand why Yin Zhu would keep such a dangerous person by his side."
"What else could it be? She's a saint, isn't she? She didn't even kill the bob-haired guy who took the knife for her, let alone the manager of Daydream Amusement Park."
"If the supervisor were so easy to kill, wouldn't everyone else in Sin City have already done it?"
"I'm not saying this to be mean, but how is Yin Zhu a saint? I think she's more cold-blooded and ruthless. She used people in kindergarten and then ran away without even looking back at them."
"Stop arguing, stop arguing, she's just a comedian, okay?"
"Speaking of which, Yin Zhu was perfectly fine, wasn't she? It's just that the camera was a bit dark. Don't make it sound like she's already gone to the underworld."
A moment later, in the pitch black on the screen, a figure could be vaguely seen wriggling.
Yin Zhu felt a little pain.
She wanted to lie down a little longer.
Rewind a few minutes, and the group fell from the glass bridge, landing one after another in a haystack.
A series of groans echoed from the darkness, suggesting that everyone had suffered a serious fall.
Judging from the sensation of Yin Zhu falling, it must have been at least thirty meters. Normally, a person would definitely die from that height. Nowadays, anyone who survives a fall could apply for a Guinness World Record, right? So, after landing alive on the straw pile and hearing that the others were also alive, Yin Zhu readjusted her previous assessment.
It cannot be ruled out that one's physical sensations were interfered with by the illusion, and that the data was exaggerated, but in terms of pain, the height of three or four meters was probably still present.
Because she had never experienced what it was like to be a supervisor, Yin Zhu didn't know how this was done.
As her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, after a while, Yin Zhu finally began to see her surroundings clearly: it was an ordinary room, with a large amount of straw piled up in the middle, forming a small mountain, and many instruments of torture on the walls. With her limited common sense, she could hardly imagine the purpose of this room.
"Ah!" With a tremor of the ground, the tourists who had barely managed to stand up staggered and fell over.
"Where are we?" Mu Yunsheng's voice was a little choked up. She was always like this—easily frightened and vulnerable, with very rich emotions. Even though she couldn't see, Yin Zhu could tell from her voice that Mu Yunsheng was about to shed a few more tears.
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