40: One after another, the crowd was frightened

Compared to everyone's panic, Song Yang seemed much calmer.

He acted as if he didn't know the danger of the lamp oil, and didn't pull his hand back.

Soon, a drop of lamp oil fell.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

Familiar white smoke rose, accompanied by a scalp-numbing corrosive sound.

Under the stunned gazes of Dai Xiaomei, Yuan Hao, and the others, Song Yang instantly went from calm to grimacing.

"Holy crap!"

"I forgot the pain is still there!"

Compared to when it dripped on his forehead before, this time, the piercing pain made Song Yang's entire body tremble continuously.

Large beads of sweat instantly appeared densely on his forehead, and his face became extremely pale.

But even so, he still turned his head and spoke to Yuan Hao and the others, who were already frozen in place:

"Don't... don't be scared!"

"These are all fake... you guys..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his entire right arm had already been corroded away.

Then, it was his shoulder, neck, and chest!

"Damn it... even arms can't touch it!"

Looking at the large hole corroded in his chest, Song Yang knew it was fake, but his heart was still pounding rapidly.

Without time to think further, he shouted a sentence at the last moment before his throat was corroded:

"Wait... wait for me!"

"I'll... be right back!!"

Plop.

His neck was burned away by the lamp oil, and his head dropped directly to the ground like a ball.

Another drop of lamp oil fell from the wall lamp above, landing right on his face.

Soon, his head, along with his body, disappeared like the assistant before... Witnessing this horrifying scene again, even Yuan Hao was completely bewildered.

Looking at the spot where Song Yang had just stood, his legs went soft, and his eyes became hollow and blank.

Dai Xiaomei, Qin Yao, and Ye Kexin were in a similar state; at this moment, they all had extremely hollow eyes, just like the assistant before.

Their worldview was once again severely impacted.

Meanwhile, in the attic.

Song Yang's body reappeared.

At the same time, a mechanical prompt sounded in his ear.

"[Friendly reminder, you can exit the castle at any time to end the game.]"

"End my ass!"

Song Yang retorted irritably.

It was clear now that Dai Xiaomei and Yuan Hao still didn't know the truth.

If he were to quit just like that, they would probably be stuck in the castle forever.

Fearing that they would be scared silly, Song Yang didn't delay and headed to the corridor again.

In the corridor, Dai Xiaomei's beautiful face had long lost its usual vitality.

Her eyes were blank, and she had only one thought in her mind.

That was why she had come to Jinling to participate in some Haunted House challenge.

She didn't want to play anymore; she wanted to go home.

"Wh-what should we do now?"

After an unknown amount of time, Dai Xiaomei finally came back to her senses.

She looked at Yuan Hao in front of her and asked, her lips trembling.

"I..."

Yuan Hao also recovered a shred of rationality now.

He swallowed, and just as he was about to speak, the next moment, a head emerged from the passage again.

Perhaps he was scared silly by the two previous terrifying sights, or perhaps he was already numb.

This time, Yuan Hao didn't retreat, but his mind, which had just barely recovered a shred of rationality, was bewildered again.

"Huh? You guys are still here!"

"Where's Brother Yang? Is he not here?"

The assistant crawled out of the passage, his face showing the same excitement as the previous players.

He looked around, and when he didn't see Song Yang, a hint of confusion flashed across his face.

That's not right!

Brother Yang died before him, so he should have returned by now, why isn't he here?

After being corroded by the lamp oil, the assistant, like Song Yang, was resurrected in the attic.

Upon hearing the system prompt in his ear, he understood everything.

He knew Li Zhou would never spend a whole day setting up an ordinary escape room!

Such a realistic virtual environment was simply amazing!

"Ghost!"

Yuan Hao didn't react, but that didn't mean Dai Xiaomei didn't.

Upon hearing a sound from ahead, she looked up.

When she saw the assistant reappear, she instinctively let out another scream.

It wasn't her fault.

The scene before her was simply too eerie and terrifying!

The assistant, who had just been corroded into nothing by the lamp oil, had reappeared perfectly fine in front of them.

Anyone would be scared out of their wits by this.

Yuan Hao's state at this moment was similar to being scared out of his wits, he just hadn't screamed.

Hearing Dai Xiaomei's scream, Qin Yao and Ye Kexin also both saw the assistant.

Two screams followed Dai Xiaomei's, sounding simultaneously.

"Don't... don't scream!"

"Did you see Brother Yang?!"

"Where is he?"

The assistant looked at the three people who were so scared they were incoherent and just kept screaming, his head aching.

However, what he wanted to know most right now was where Song Yang had gone.

"He... he just came out of the passage like you, and then... he died again!"

Yuan Hao murmured, his eyes gradually losing focus.

He felt like he must be dreaming today.

The person who had just died before his eyes had reappeared full of life; if this wasn't a dream, what was it?

"Died again?!"

"Is Brother Yang that abnormal?"

Hearing Yuan Hao's words, the assistant was stunned.

When he was corroded by the lamp oil, he actually still had a slight sensation.

That strange feeling before death almost made his little heart truly stop beating.

But before he could think too much, he found himself perfectly fine and back in the attic.

Although he already knew that everything in the castle was fake, the psychological suggestion of death was not fake.

The assistant didn't want to try it again.

He didn't expect Song Yang, who had already died once, to die again so quickly.

Could it be... Brother Yang had some hidden attribute he didn't know about?

"You're the abnormal one!"

"I was proving to them that these are all fake!"

Just as the assistant was wondering, Song Yang's familiar voice sounded again from the passage behind him.

Immediately after, he crawled out yet again.

When they saw Song Yang's figure, Qin Yao and Ye Kexin, who had been screaming continuously and unable to speak, instantly stopped with a "gah."

A uniform look of bewilderment appeared in their eyes.

This time, they were truly bewildered.

"See, I told you these are all fake!"

"This Haunted House is actually a virtual escape room game. After we entered the main door, we might have been connected to brainwaves or something."

"Anyway, it's not real!"

"Look at how scared you all are."

After crawling out of the passage, Song Yang didn't bother with the assistant first.

He wiggled hisperky butt (buttocks) for the first time in a while and bounced around, proving that he wasn't dead.

Looking at the lively Song Yang and hearing his words, Yuan Hao was instantly stunned.

The confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by shock and disbelief.

What the other person said before... was it all true?!

This castle under their feet, was it really virtual?!

How could this be!