Sunlight spilled across his face. Chen Ge gripped his phone, eyes locked on the screen.
As the needle on the wheel slowed, his heart climbed into his throat. A hundred screams was no small sum—if he drew something useless, it would be a massive waste.
"I specifically picked the moment the morning sun first rises to spin the wheel. It shouldn't be a vial of ghost blood this time. Statistically speaking, shouldn't I get to see something else on the wheel for once?"
Chen Ge hadn't felt this tense in a long time. A flicker of anticipation rose in his chest, and he stared at the needle without blinking.
It stopped!
"Draw complete! Lucky Ghost Favored One, congratulations—you have obtained a Rare-grade special item: The Drawer That Cannot Be Opened (probability: one percent)!"
The moment he read the words "The Drawer That Cannot Be Opened," Chen Ge drew a sharp breath. Several names flashed through his mind like lightning: The Cursed Love Letter, The Weeping Cassette Tape, The Drawer That Cannot Be Opened—these things sounded like they belonged to the same series just from their names!
With a sliver of hope, Chen Ge continued reading the phone screen.
"I keep feeling like someone is watching me. He might be hiding somewhere in this room, but I've checked every possible hiding spot and can't find him."
"The fear is growing worse. Whenever I sit at my desk with my back to the living room, that sensation of being watched creeps over me again."
"He must be looking at me. I'm terrified that when my back is turned, he'll quietly walk up behind me."
"For self-defense, I hid a knife in my desk drawer."
"One night late in the evening, that feeling of being watched returned. I couldn't take it anymore and opened the drawer to grab the knife."
"But when I opened it, I realized—that person wasn't hiding in the living room at all."
"Lucky Ghost Favored One! Congratulations—you have drawn a rare ghost again!"
"Warning! After accumulating five ghost draws, the Ghost Favored One title will automatically upgrade!"
The morning breeze touched his face. The sunlight was just right. Chen Ge's gaze drifted away from the screen, floating into the distance.
"Why on earth did I draw a drawer?"
When Chen Ge first saw the word "drawer," he had already realized he'd drawn a ghost. What truly set him thinking was the bigger picture—he had drawn four times and pulled three ghosts. And the critical detail was that after accumulating five ghost draws, the Ghost Favored One title would automatically upgrade!
"I get the feeling I'm never going to see anything else on that wheel. And how exactly am I supposed to use a drawer in a fight against the Strange Talk Association?"
Chen Ge decided he was going to need a bigger backpack.
"The probability of drawing Zhang Ya's love letter was three in a thousand. This drawer's odds were ten in a thousand. Its power is weaker than Zhang Ya's, but a little stronger than Xu Yin's. It's still classified as extremely rare. Hmm—when I put it that way, I actually feel pretty good about it."
He opened the door to the haunted house and ran into the tool room. Every time he had drawn a reward previously, it would appear inside the wooden chest his parents had left behind, as if it had always belonged to the haunted house.
But this time was different. Chen Ge searched for a long time and couldn't find the drawer that wouldn't open.
"Could the black phone be referring to one of the drawers already in the tool room?"
He pulled open the desk drawers and discovered a house rental advertisement tucked inside one of them.