41: Yang Ge definitely has some kind of quirk!

"Huh? Did the livestream cut out?"

Inside the monitoring room, Li Zhou was leisurely crossing his legs.

Watching the fright value on the virtual panel slow its increase, he raised an eyebrow.

Previously, after purchasing the Devils Castle, along with some signposts and lanterns, the fright value was only around one or two thousand.

But now, on the system panel, the fright value had once again exceeded one hundred thousand, and even far surpassed it.

After one morning, the total fright value had already reached a staggering one hundred sixty thousand.

And it was still slowly rising.

The fright value spent on the Devils Castle had already been earned back, and now, he could upgrade again.

"One hundred sixty thousand, huh?"

Looking at the panel, Li Zhou stroked his chin, then suddenly said to the system, "System, I want to upgrade the Haunted House!"

Ding, consuming one hundred thousand fright value, Haunted House upgrade successful!

horror employee system

host: Li Zhou

Current number of horror employees: 2

Current fright value: 65448

Current Haunted House horror level: 2 (One hundred million fright value required for upgrade)

Current number of employees that can be recruited: 1

Note: Tourists scared by the Haunted House can generate a certain amount of fright value. fright value can be used to purchase items from the mall, pay employee salaries, and increase the Haunted House's horror level.

For every level the Haunted House's horror level increases, the number of employees that can be recruited increases by one.

Seeing the level successfully raised to two, Li Zhou nodded in satisfaction.

His previous guess was correct; the fright value required for the Haunted House upgrade increased by a factor of one hundred.

One hundred million fright value, if it continued at today's speed, would take nearly two months.

However, the Haunted House's reputation had already begun to spread.

A large number of Streamers were rushing towards it.

Li Zhou believed that with the arrival of those Streamers, the fright value's growth rate would definitely surge several more levels.

Even if each time the livestream was shut down after a short while, like today, it wouldn't matter.

One hundred million fright value wouldn't take long.

Having obtained another opportunity to recruit a horror employee, Li Zhou closed the panel.

There were still players continuously arriving, and to prevent any accidents, he planned to recruit at night.

After all, according to previous recruitments, the employee's horror index would increase with the Haunted House's level.

He didn't want to scare away players who hadn't even entered the Haunted House yet.

"Boss, I'm getting overwhelmed!"

Just then, Fang Xiaolu's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

Li Zhou looked at the monitoring screen and realized that the players who had entered the physical venue had already encountered zombies.

Although he had instructed the zombies to restrain their aura a bit beforehand.

Not everyone had the strong psychological fortitude of Song Yang.

In one morning, the lounge was already packed with people.

"It seems I need to expand the lounge area."

Looking at the scene on the monitor, Li Zhou replied to Fang Xiaolu, stood up, and prepared to help.

But very quickly, he seemed to see something, and a hint of helplessness flashed across his face.

On the monitoring screen, a police car appeared again outside the Haunted House.

"No, why are they here again?"

Left with no choice, Li Zhou could only go outside first.

On the other side, in the Devils Castle.

After a series of explanations from Song Yang and his assistant, Dai Xiaomei and the others finally believed what the two said.

At first, they didn't believe it, thinking they were dreaming.

But when they saw Song Yang about to step forward again to demonstrate once more, they all spoke up to stop him, nodding frantically and saying they believed him.

Witnessing a living person being corroded in front of their eyes was an impactful experience they never wanted to go through again.

When the assistant saw that Song Yang actually wanted to try being corroded again, his gaze towards Song Yang grew even stranger.

Brother Yang definitely had some kind of peculiar hobby!

He didn't want to experience what just happened again.

He didn't expect Song Yang, who had already died twice, to still want to keep trying.

"Alright, we'll walk in the middle now, just don't get close to the sconces."

Seeing that the others had finally calmed down, Song Yang began to impatiently want to continue forward.

The first few players who came out earlier said that they almost reached the second floor.

Song Yang didn't want to fall behind. After knowing he wouldn't die, his courage rapidly increased, and he once again took the lead.

The assistant followed closely, deep in thought.

Seeing this, Dai Xiaomei and the others had no choice but to follow.

Compared to Song Yang, who walked with his head held high, chest out, and looking around, they all walked cautiously in the very middle of the corridor.

They were afraid that with one careless move, they would be splashed by that terrifying lamp oil.

"Brother Yang, the livestream seems to have been forcibly shut down."

"Should we restart it?"

Looking at Song Yang leading the way, the assistant spoke after a moment of silence.

"No need, it's probably because it was deemed a violation."

"But it's fine. After other Streamers arrive, TikTok should appropriately relax its livestream standards."

Song Yang didn't seem surprised by the livestream room being shut down.

He could imagine the immense shock his fans must have felt when they saw him being corroded.

It would be strange if it wasn't a violation.

But it didn't matter, TikTok wouldn't give up such a large amount of traffic.

When subsequent Streamers arrived one after another, the platform would most likely remind Streamers to pay attention to their own content and then reopen livestream permissions.

"Why do I feel like... these sconces look a bit like the moon?"

Behind them, Dai Xiaomei was so scared that with every step, she had to look up to confirm her position.

Because she was nearsighted, when she looked at the sconces, she always felt that the pale halo of light resembled countless miniature moons.

Subconsciously, she murmured.

Yuan Hao, being right in front of Dai Xiaomei, heard her murmuring.

He looked up, squinted his eyes, and carefully examined the sconces.

His brow suddenly furrowed, as if he had thought of something, and Yuan Hao called out to Song Yang at the very front.

"What was the hint on the parchment again?"

Due to several scares, Yuan Hao had forgotten the contents of the parchment.

However, he vaguely remembered that it seemed to mention the word 'moon'.

"Uh, wait, let me check."

Hearing Yuan Hao's words, Song Yang pulled out the parchment from his pants.

After quickly glancing at it twice, he said, "The first hint is 'God will bless you.'"

"The second is 'The moon will guide you.'"

"What, do you have some discovery?"

Song Yang knew his own limitations.

If it was about courage, he feared no one.

But if it was about reasoning and puzzle-solving, he was no good.

Song Yang's impression of Yuan Hao wasn't actually that bad.

After all, his previous two livestreams did look like a script.

It was normal for others to be suspicious.

The most important thing now was to clear the level. Song Yang, deeply aware of the importance of teamwork and his own shortcomings, therefore, when he heard Yuan Hao's words, he immediately took out the parchment without a second thought.

Yuan Hao was clearly an expert at escape rooms.

He frowned, looking at the sconces in the corridor, and said,

"I have a lead."

"Let's keep walking forward and see!"