To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 577 - 334 Wangs Style (Part 1)_1

Chapter 577: Chapter 334 Wang’s Style (Part 1)_1

Chapter 577: Chapter 334 Wang’s Style (Part 1)_1

The interior of the haunted house was even creepier and more terrifying than Wang had imagined.

Before Wang could react, the lady had already pulled him into the haunted house.

Inside the hospital, there were no people, only human anatomical and skeletal models casting blurry shadows in the darkness, their eerie outlines intermittently illuminated by flickering, buzzing light from above.

Although he had constructed this place, Wang also didn’t know what was in it.

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Looking around in confusion, he mumbled, “Weird, aren’t there any staff members? How are we supposed to scare people, just by making them walk around and then it’s over? Feels a bit anticlimactic.”

Just as Wang was pondering over the gameplay, he suddenly noticed that his Happiness Coins had increased by a hundred.

Perplexed, he opened his earnings record and discovered that a visitor called “Deep Mountain Corpse” had made two purchases, providing him two separate incomes.

Realizing this Deep Mountain Corpse must be the woman visitor from before, Wang excitedly said to his live-streaming audience, “Look, I seem to have found a bug! Players can enter the amusement attraction along with visitors, which means I can earn extra money by mooching off their entry ticket. It might not be much, but it’s a decent income in the early stages. Guys, finding bugs isn’t easy, so please give a round of applause.”

[Old Man, have you ever considered that this might not be a bug?]

“How could it not be, they paid extra, it has to be a bug.”

[So, Old Man, do you like playing horror games?]

“Not really. Sigh, you guys know me, you know I’m totally not scared of those horror games; it’s just that I find them boring because they can’t scare me. But why do you ask?”

[Look behind you.]

Turning his head, Wang realized the female visitor behind him had become excited.

Her hair floated high in the air, and with a blood-smeared sickle in hand, she looked incredibly fierce.

It was only then that Wang noticed how tall she was, her stick insect-like arms measuring two meters long, and her lanky frame was so tall it even touched the ceiling, forcing him to duck to move around.

Sounding like bones scraping together, a noise started deep in her throat, causing Wang to shiver all over.

“Uh, you’re here to play the game, right?” Wang asked stiffly.

The woman let out a weird laugh, then pointing ahead, said, “You run, I’ll count to ten and then chase after you.”

“I didn’t bring any cough syrup with me! Why chase me? And I must warn you, I have a girlfriend, and I love her very much. Sure, she might be a bit naughty, a bit of a schemer, a little fond of teasing people, but I still love her.”

“Nine…”

“Wind’s up, let’s holler!”

Crying out loud, Wang turned and fled.

Only then did he understand why there were no staff members around.

He was the staff member!

More precisely, he was a prop here, an extra touch to ensure the visitors got the full experience!

While other haunted houses scare their visitors, yours totally breaks the mold by letting the visitors play the ghost! Buying two tickets isn’t a bug at all—it’s your life insurance! Although I’m not sure what happens when the park’s owner dies in the game, it probably isn’t pleasant.

At this point, Wang felt less like an amusement park owner and more like the director of a psych ward, sure that all the visitors had some serious issues.

Building a haunted house was just a big mistake!

In that moment, Wang tapped into his every survival instinct, his legs pumping at maximum speed.

He charged up the stairs, toppling everything he could to create obstacles and slow down whoever was behind him.

But no matter what he did, the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer.

The horrid laughter was bearing down on him, like the sweep of the seconds hand, coming straight for him.

Facing this dreadful noise, Wang knew he had to escape.

Rushing forward continuously, he noticed he was getting higher off the ground, having unwittingly reached the third floor and approaching the rooftop.

Seeing the rooftop door, Wang was overjoyed. He ran towards it, ready to make a leap of faith, not noticing that the laughter behind him had ceased.

As he pushed open the door, ready to jump from the third floor, he came face to face with the woman, her hair standing on end like a porcupine, arms wide open, embracing him firmly.

Her body was unnaturally cold, the icy sensation like a glacier, chilling Wang to his core and causing him to scream out in terror.

After what felt like an eternity of screaming, he realized the warmth was returning to his surroundings.

The female visitor had vanished, but wet traces on the ground indicated she had been there.

Wang tried to stand, but his legs were too weak, entirely void of strength, unable to lift him.

Even so, he defiantly said, “Ladies and gentlemen, don’t mind my current state; in truth, I’m not scared at all! This is the long-standing Wang’s Exorcism Method, which involves gathering the chakra of the universe through one’s own fear, then concentrating it in the palm of the hand and obliterating the adversary with a single blow. So you see, I’m actually super brave!”