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Chapter 331

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Hidden Area — Surveillance Room

"Since the hidden area has a great influence on the theme park, I need to explain it briefly here."

When the theme park was first built, the surveillance room was built together with the core building. There was only one purpose — detention and management.

The ghost stories that even the theme park manager couldn't control were forcibly detained there to reduce the variability.

The theme park manager had once established contact with humans. Using the technology controlled by humans and borrowing a large number of death row inmates to participate in the construction, they spent a lot of manpower and resources to build the surveillance room in the center of the theme park.

Then, they spent a few decades to detain the uncontrollable ghost stories one by one, turning the theme park into a stable ghost story city that was managed by one person.

To further stabilize the theme park, they built Lighthouse.

The surveillance room was permanently closed, and the ghost stories and humans that came after did not even know of its existence.

To ensure that there would be no problems with the surveillance room, the theme park manager spent a lot of effort to create a 'surveillance system'. The surveillance room would be patrolled 24 hours a day.

Special event corresponding to this area: Mr. Aha's Request

"Hidden Area — Surveillance Room, special reward requirements are as follows."

You will gain 5 ghost story points for each ghost story released.

Warning: Since the ghost stories have been imprisoned in the surveillance room for too long, their minds have deteriorated in the enclosed space. Their aggressiveness and aggressiveness might be stronger than before.

When a ghost story is released, there is a high chance that it will attack others indiscriminately.



After the introduction.

Han Dong decisively gave up on the suggestion of gaining points by releasing ghost stories.

Completing Mr. Aha's request was his number one goal.

"This is … a mental hospital?"

Compared to the interior of Lighthouse.

The surveillance room below was more like a mental hospital.

White brick walls.

Corridors with arches at the top.

The tungsten lamps that were connected to the ceiling through old wires were completely broken.

Compared to the sickrooms in Lighthouse, this place was obviously different … The distance between the sickrooms was quite far.

There was only one sickroom in the middle of each long corridor.

The surface of the closed iron door was also painted with a strange image, which represented the identity of the person who was being held inside.

One had to know.

The things that were locked down here were all ghost stories that could affect the safety of the theme park and give the manager a headache.

Under normal circumstances, Han Dong would not release such dangerous and uncontrollable things for 5 ghost story points.

"This is?"

Han Dong and the others landed in the middle of a quiet passage.

The metal door beside him was already rusted and peeling off … However, there was a large mouth that was completely torn apart at the center of the metal door.

Han Dong tried to slide open the small window on the door to observe the ghost stories inside and confirm the strength of the ghost stories.

"My little magic eye can't see clearly?"

The interior was surrounded by a thick black gas, and with the influence of the lighthouse itself, it was difficult to see what was going on inside.

Just as Han Dong was trying to focus and increase the efficiency of his magic eye to see through the layer of black smoke, a sense of danger came over him, forcing him to quickly retreat and crouch down.

A pair of scissors wrapped in black gas suddenly appeared from the window. Kacha!

He cut off a small chunk of Han Dong's hair.

Hahaha!

A strange, tearing laughter came from the window.

On the other side of the window, a terrifying mouth that was completely cracked open appeared.

He retracted his arm.

The scary mouth slowly moved down to reveal a pair of strange yellowish eyes. There were only two black dots in the middle of the eyeballs.

The message revealed by the eyes was that it only wanted to cut Han Dong's group into pieces and kill them … It had no intention of escaping. Obviously, it had completely lost its mind.

Kacha!

Abel closed the window on the door.

"Contact with [Ghost Story — Woman With The Mouth] has been made. Grade S-. Rank 18 on the 'Theme Park's S-Grade Ghost Stories Ranking'. Please handle this carefully."

"This is a ghost story that's similar to the butcher in a public toilet?"

Abel broke out in a cold sweat and continued, "Then what is the thing we are looking for? What is it that is locked in the deepest part of the cave? The strongest ghost story? Nicholas … will there be a problem with this special event? "

"Since we're already here, we have to do something …"

Being in the eerie corridor of the hospital and with the woman with the mouth on the side, Wen Li was so scared that she hugged Mia tightly and looked around.

"Vice captain, we seem to have been sucked in here by some kind of space manipulation … How are we going to get out?"

"Release the thing inside and we'll be able to get out."

At this moment.

Abel's beast ears twitched as if he heard something. He quickly signaled for the team to retreat.

Tap ~ tap ~ tap!

The clear sound of high heels came from the other side of the corridor.

Around the corner, a ray of light shot out …

Following that, a pair of long legs wearing red high heels stepped out … The length of this pair of long legs was a bit excessive, it was actually two meters long.

There were no more human body parts.

It was an old searchlight that stepped out.

However, under the searchlight, there were two long legs that walked down the corridor at an exaggerated pace, monitoring the situation.

"Is this the 'searchlight' that Mr. Aha mentioned earlier that we have to be careful of? Mia, hurry up and spit … Test the strength of this thing. "

Mia immediately understood Han Dong's meaning. A hidden spider silk was shot at the small window corresponding to the woman with the mouth on the iron door.

Just as the searchlight was about to reach the iron door.

The spider silk pulled … The small window opened.

However, the woman with the mouth on the inside didn't move at all. It seemed that she knew very well … She couldn't provoke this searchlight.

Ka ka ka! There was a sound of joints twisting.

An arm full of electrode tubes grew out from inside the searchlight and closed the window again.

"It's coming towards us … Should we make a move?"

"Run … Don't cause any conflict before we find our target.

The 'searchlight' responsible for the security of the monitoring center is very likely to belong to a group organization like the nurses above.

Killing one may attract the attention of the other party. "

"Okay! Let's go … "

The old book in Han Dong's hand clearly drew the route inside the monitoring center.

Through detours and creating sound sources to cooperate with the detainees below, they avoided the strange 'searchlight' … Even the team encountered a rather terrifying searchlight on the way.

The searchlight had a body more than two meters tall, wearing a pointy horn helmet wrapped in iron wire.

It dragged a heavy giant axe in its left hand and held a searchlight in its right hand … The aura it emitted was several times stronger than the ordinary searchlight.

According to the map, when they walked down a staircase that folded back and forth.

They finally reached the bottom of the monitoring center …

"Here we are!"

[Reached the depths of the monitoring center, found the secret door corresponding to the 'Blood Key', special event entered the second stage.]

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