After installing the camera, Chen Xiang stood in the middle of the field.
He took a deep breath.
"Begin the mission!"
Death is Coming was a classic horror movie in Chen Xiang's memory.
In this movie, there were no ghosts or human factors. There were only various targeted chain reactions. One after another, coincidental accidents killed the protagonist team one by one.
It was as if there was an invisible death god manipulating everything in the dark and harvesting souls.
"Is this one-star scenario relying on all kinds of chain reactions to stimulate the tourists?”
Chen Xiang thought as he observed the setting of Death Comes.
This was a rather complicated venue. There were rooms, and each room was decorated with many small sundries, such as marbles, ropes, ping pong balls, small scissors...
If a chain reaction was triggered, these things would become fatal!
The more he moved, the faster he would die.
Since the beginning of the mission, Chen Xiang had been standing still, preventing his actions from being used by the Ghost God's power and causing a chain reaction.
However, just because he didn't move didn't mean that the power of ghosts and gods was helpless.
A classic chain of events.
Wind and water.
"Pa!" A gunshot.
Whoosh!
There was a sharp sound.
Chen Xiang's physique had been strengthened to one and a half stars, and his reaction speed was extremely strong. He quickly turned around and saw a plastic marble pass by him.
A plastic marble? How did the trigger of the toy gun get pulled?
The next moment, a chain reaction started.
The ejected plastic marble hit the switch of an electric kettle. It was unknown whether the switch was loose or what happened, but the electric kettle automatically turned on.
At the same time, Chen Xiang stepped on a puddle of water and slipped.
Where did this pool of water come from?
Chen Xiang was dumbfounded. He used his powerful balance to turn his body and control his balance. His fingers supported him on the ground and he did not fall.
At this moment, he realized that there were a few long nails pointing up in the direction where he had fallen.
"F * ck, this is too f * cking terrifying.”
Chen Xiang was extremely afraid.
At this moment, he heard a sizzling sound…
……
Three minutes.
Chen Xiang was like a master of action in the movies. He held a wooden stick in his hand and crazily hit the marbles, knives, sharp fragments, and so on.
A piece of shard sliced across his face, leaving a bloody mark.
The wooden stick broke.
……
Six minutes later, Chen Xiang had already moved to the third room. The second room had already exploded. If he had not picked up a board in time, he would have been pierced by the debris from the explosion.
He didn't even need to go to the emergency room. He could just go straight to the morgue.
……
Nine minutes later, Chen Xiang arrived on the second floor.
At this moment, he was already panting.
"One more minute? This is too f * cking difficult."
Fortunately, the power of ghosts and gods did not go too far, such as creating a disaster that destroyed the entire scene.
But thinking about it, it made sense.
This was only a one-star mission, not murder.
……
Ten minutes!
The countdown in his heart reached 6,000 seconds.
Chen Xiang did not call for the completion of the mission.
He didn't know if there was any error in his mental countdown. Moreover, the mission said that he had to survive for at least ten minutes.
If he could persist longer, the rewards would definitely be better!
This was what Chen Xiang had learned from the events of the past two days.
……
Eighteen minutes!
The continuous high-intensity exercise had made Chen Xiang's physical strength begin to collapse. His limbs were weak, and his clothes were even torn.
At the last moment, he faced the blades that came from all directions.
A huge chandelier fell from above.
Even Chen Xiang couldn't find a way to dodge.
He could only shout.
"Mission accomplished!"
In the next instant.
As if he had expected this, the small scissors and the others flew over from all directions and brushed past Chen Xiang.
The falling chandelier suddenly fell before it hit Chen Xiang. There was actually a last bit of safety that prevented it from falling completely.
All of this seemed to have happened naturally.
Nature your sister, is it possible to have 18 rooms by coincidence? I'm not a jinx.
Chen Xiang's body was stiff.
Now, he naturally relaxed and felt like he had survived a disaster.
His fright level just now had probably been maintained at a high level.
"As expected of the system's one-star scenario…it's half a grade higher than the one I created myself.”
What about the mission reward?
Chen Xiang took a deep breath and opened the system panel.
[Scene Quest: The Grim Reaper is Here, Completed!]
[Survival time: 18 minutes and 47 seconds]
Rating: SSS!
[Accomplishment: Cockroach (Your persistence has won the praise of the ghosts and gods. In order to praise your vitality, even if you are fatally injured, your life will be extended by the power of the ghosts and gods for a day)]
[You have obtained a one-star scenario: The Grim Reaper is Here. No additional Terror Points are required to repair it.]
[SSS-rank special reward: Death God's List (Imagine a person's appearance, write down his name, and Death God will take him away)]
After 18 minutes, the mission would be completed.
The one-star scenario could definitely be unlocked. Chen Xiang set his sights on the special reward.
Death God List?
He only needed to write down his name and he could kill anyone…
This must be a piece of paper torn from the Death Note.
Chen Xiang could only keep it for now, even though he felt that he had no use for this prop.
Now, he should go back and rest.
Chen Xiang was really exhausted today, especially during the 18 minutes of the mission. His mind was in a highly tense state. Once he relaxed, he would feel dispirited.
He didn't even bother to organize the videos he had recorded.
He locked the doors of the theater and walked back to the Haunted House through the dark passage that connected Death Comes to the Haunted House.
On the way, Chen Xiang saw the shadow in the mirror and the motionless butcher holding the butcher knife. He waved his hand calmly and greeted him.
"Hey, Little Black, Fatty. You guys go rest. Pay attention to your vigilance. Don't let anyone break into the Haunted House, but don't kill anyone.”
After saying that, Chen Xiang yawned and fell asleep.
……
The next day, when Chen Xiang woke up, the sun was shining brightly.
It was seven o'clock in the morning, and the theme park would only open at ten. There were still three hours before the Haunted House opened for business.
Speaking of which, a day had passed. A certain fish should have already posted the video and the advertisement, right?
Sitting in front of the computer, Chen Xiang opened the webpage and his eyes lit up.
There were only three words at the top of Weibo's trending searches.
"Haunted House."
……
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