95: Someone, please save me!

【horror employee system】

【host: Li Zhou】

【Current number of horror employees: 3】

【Current fright value: 2,215,560】

【Current Haunted House horror level: 3 (10 million fright value needed for upgrade)】

【Current number of available employees to recruit: 0】

【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.】

【Each time the Haunted House's horror level increases by one, the number of employees that can be recruited increases by one.】

“Two million fright value, enough to last a lifetime!”

In the lounge, after selling the pants, Li Zhou looked at the system panel and nodded with satisfaction.

At this rate, it wouldn't be long before he could upgrade again.

He hadn't forgotten that once the Haunted House reached level four, the system mall would unlock the purchase of some ordinary employees.

These ordinary employees were calculated based on the number of employees recruited.

Essentially, they still carried some horror aura.

And this horror aura was far more real than what human actors could portray.

Although the Haunted House was very popular now, its playability was still too monotonous.

If more NPC employees could be added, not only would the playability increase, but it wouldn't be so deserted.

After closing the system panel, Li Zhou took out his phone again.

Today, the amount of fright value was quite high, but the cost was a bit steep.

Seven whole days without streaming, how much loss would that be?

Fortunately, those editing accounts helped with promotion. The rate of fright value increase might slow down during this period, but it would definitely be better than the first few days.

It wouldn't take too long to gather ten million.

With a casual swipe, there were videos related to Tianfeng Haunted House.

Looking at Chen Ze and Old Hei being devoured by a swarm of rats on his phone, Li Zhou's brows furrowed involuntarily.

Why did he feel... like he had forgotten something?

What could it be?

Just as he was pondering, his assistant pushed the door open and entered.

“Boss, have you seen Brother Yang?”

“Why can't I find him after searching everywhere?”

Looking at Li Zhou sitting in the lounge, the assistant scratched his head and asked with a puzzled tone.

After saying goodbye to Chen Ze and Old Hei, he went straight back to the dormitory.

But after waiting for a long time, Song Yang didn't return, and his messages went unanswered.

Realizing something was wrong, he started searching everywhere.

He went to The girl's dormitory, Fang Xiaolu was still asleep, and Dai Xiaomei was nowhere to be found.

He had wanted to look in other places but was worried about encountering something terrifying.

Left with no choice, he came to the lounge with a final hope, and happened to see Li Zhou sitting with his legs crossed, scrolling through his phone.

“Song Yang?”

“Isn't he…”

Hearing the assistant's question, Li Zhou was about to say, “Isn't he with Dai Xiaomei and the others?”

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he stood up abruptly and slapped his forehead.

He knew why he kept feeling like he had forgotten something.

It turned out he had forgotten to bring Song Yang out!

“Uh, wait for me, I'll be right back.”

Leaving the assistant standing there bewildered, Li Zhou hurried out of the lounge.

Soon, he arrived at the castle entrance again, quickly opened the door, and rushed in.

At the same time, on the first floor of the castle.

“Little guy, do you think they're too weak?”

“They haven't come over after all this time.”

Half-dead, Song Yang looked at Ellie beside him weakly, speaking intermittently.

At this moment, he felt as if he had just finished an all-nighter with friends at an internet cafe, but still couldn't fall asleep by noon.

He was utterly exhausted.

Although he knew he wouldn't die, this feeling was still somewhat torturous.

Moreover, Goethe had tied him up like a caterpillar with some rope he found, so he couldn't even change to a more comfortable position.

It was a good thing he couldn't see his sawn-off legs, otherwise, he probably would have closed his eyes and passed out on the spot.

Looking at the half-dead Song Yang, Ellie pursed her lips.

Is there a possibility that they forgot you?

More than an hour had passed since Li Zhou and the others left the castle, and Ellie didn't know what to do.

She wanted to remind Song Yang, but because the castle was still operating, it was difficult to speak.

Goethe had returned to his designated place shortly after Li Zhou left.

At this moment, the only living beings in the entire castle were her, Song Yang in front of her, and the Vampire Butler on the third floor.

“Damn it, I shouldn't have stood in the first spot.”

“Being tied up for so long, it's messing with my swagger.”

Seeing Ellie just blinking and not speaking, Song Yang turned over helplessly.

Now, that was all he could do.

His phone had also fallen when Goethe dragged him away, and he wasn't sure if he could find it later.

Originally, Song Yang had fantasized that with Li Zhou's participation, the time it took for him to be rescued would be greatly shortened.

But after so long, he had pretty much guessed that Li Zhou might not participate in their clearance.

At the moment, he could only pray that Dai Xiaomei would be more capable.

After all, she was the only one with a little experience.

Time slowly passed.

Drip!

On the dining table, the blood flowing from Song Yang's calf had already formed a small stream, then dripped from the table.

The air was also filled with the smell of blood.

The entire castle was extremely quiet; nothing could be heard.

Song Yang only felt so, so tired now, his eyelids were fighting to stay open.

If someone were here at this moment, they would surely be shocked by his current appearance.

His originally rosy face was now extremely pale, like an empty white sheet.

Although it was blood flowing out, it seemed as if even all the fat from his body had been drained.

His lips were cracked, his eyes vacant, and he had lost a lot of weight overall.

“What exactly is going on?!”

“Who can save me?”

“Am I going to be tied here all day today?”

His eyes could no longer focus; Song Yang looked ahead, only feeling a blur.

He would rather have been killed directly by Goethe earlier than to be unable to live or die like this now.

It was too damn torturous.

Thump thump thump!

Just as Song Yang was about to give up, feeling as if he was truly about to die, a clear sound of footsteps suddenly echoed in the dead silent castle.

Song Yang's body trembled, and he regained some spirit.

He raised his head and began to maneuver his body to turn.

He moved little by little, like a caterpillar.

It was a good thing he had experience in this area; if it were anyone else, they might not be able to do it.

Soon, he aimed his head towards the stairs, his eyes slightly narrowed.

On the other side, Ellie's eyes also moved slightly, and she unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

She sensed who the newcomer was.

To be honest, even though she was an NPC, she felt a bit of pity at this point.

Song Yang's situation was too tragic, almost unable to live or die.

If this continued, Ellie was even worried that he might actually pass away.