Footsteps echoed from a distant corridor. Half-tall weeds were pushed aside, and
"You did very well — better than I expected." Chen Ge never skimped on praise. He was good at encouraging others, which probably had a lot to do with the warm-hearted guy he was at his core. "Stay here for a while. If he wakes up, use him to practice some other scare techniques. If he doesn't, don't force it."
The red-robed female ghost gave a slight nod, and Chen Ge left with great satisfaction.
The reason he had rushed over so urgently was that he had received a message from
As a special structure within the four-star scenario Spirit-Chasing Academy, Chen Ge was very eager to see it for himself.
Although the Black Phone said this special scenario wouldn't harm anyone, he still wanted to experience it personally before he could rest easy.
"Horror Story Classroom — sounds like a pretty good attraction. Too bad Old
Entering the teaching building, Chen Ge hadn't gone far before he spotted that eerie classroom.
"I came here last night when I was setting up the scare points. It didn't look anything like this." He stepped inside and gave it a quick once-over. Everything appeared normal, with no issues whatsoever.
"The Horror Story Classroom generates a new horror story every night. What was last night's story?"
He sat in the front row and waited for a good long while, but nothing abnormal occurred.
His patience thoroughly exhausted, Chen Ge sent another message to the phone Old Zhou had used earlier. Upon learning they were currently being chased by students from the Horror Story Classroom, he immediately walked out of the room.
Bam!
The classroom door behind him slammed shut on its own. When Chen Ge turned back, the classroom had returned to normal.
The television, mirrors, and all the miscellaneous items had vanished, as if they had never existed.
"What's the meaning of this? Does the Horror Story Classroom relocate every time someone with this Black Phone enters? Or does it only open for a limited window each day?"
The Horror Story Classroom was gone, but the male student chasing Old Zhou had yet to disappear. This gave Chen Ge a shortcut to "success."
He quickened his pace. After just a few steps, he suddenly spotted a camera lying abandoned in the middle of the hallway.
That poor camera had been discarded multiple times. Everyone considered it a burden.
"They threw away the camera — how is Liu Kang going to livestream the exposé?" It was like a soldier throwing away his weapon on the battlefield. Chen Ge found it truly baffling.
"If you don't livestream the whole thing, how are the viewers supposed to see how fun my haunted house is?"
Chen Ge walked over to the camera. Seeing the indicator light glowing normally, he let out a sigh of relief. "Since you don't want to film, I'll do it for you."
A grin spread across his face as several plans flashed through his mind in an instant.
Liu Kang's livestream was undoubtedly going to do everything possible to badmouth the Horror House, using every trick to play down the scares. But now Chen Ge had the camera.
The filming rights were in his hands. This was no longer a matter of showing viewers whatever they wanted to see — from now on, whatever he filmed was what they would watch.
"Perfect. I'll use this opportunity to properly promote my haunted house and let everyone experience the charm of the Horror House."
With one hand he picked up the camera, and with the other he pulled out his phone and opened Liu Kang's livestream.
The camera angle tilted upward. The moment the livestream feed started moving, the barrage of comments skyrocketed.
"The camera's moving! Brother Kang finally remembered we're in the livestream room!"