In fact, Chen Mo also had doubts. Where were the staff?
Although these guys are brainless and timid, they are right about one thing. In this kind of scene, there is no reason not to arrange haunted house actors. Where are the people?
Chen Mo had a vague idea in his mind. Maybe they had fallen into a space similar to the folded reality, or in other words, into a space created by the supernatural creature. Then, if he used the homemade grenade in the inventory here, If you blow up the classroom, what will happen?
Will reality be affected?
Also, do the surveillance cameras in these haunted houses still work?
If I show certain abilities, will I be caught on camera?
These are the reasons why Chen Mo cannot act rashly at the moment.
At present, with insufficient information, he is unable to draw conclusions.
At this time, everyone was a little confused because of the thought of "Why are there no staff?"
From the time I entered this haunted house until now, I haven't seen a single staff member pretending to be a ghost, but the feeling of fear lingers. The longer I stay, the more scared I feel.
To be honest, Chen Long has also played in many haunted houses. In fact, as long as the staff appears, Chen Long can feel at ease.
Because the "ghosts" in those haunted houses are all pretended by people, it can at least tell him that there are other living people in this scary scene and it is man-made.
But it was different now. Not a single staff member showed up, but it kept him in a state of mental tension or even extreme nervousness. This was completely different from his previous gaming experience.
"There should be nothing in this classroom. Let's go to the next place and take a look." Chen Long took a deep breath. Although he was planning to quit now, his girlfriend didn't take the initiative to bring it up. If he did it himself, he really couldn't speak.
The next room was the principal's office, and in Chen Mo's field of vision, all the scenes changed.
Although the artificial scene had not changed, the overall feeling was more depressing and gloomy, especially when he saw an old man hiding under the desk in the office.
The old man's body was not too small and he was not well hidden, but it was as if the people around him couldn't see him at all.
Only I can see it?
But I don’t have any spiritual vision ability either?
Wait, is it the Book of Disaster?
No, the Book of Disaster will only be triggered in the dungeon. I didn’t hear the beep from the Book of Disaster. It’s not the Book of Disaster.
When Chen Mo was thinking wildly, a prompt prompt appeared in his mind that seemed to have self-awareness.
This is a temporary ability given to Chen Mo during this mission.
[Skill name: Spiritual Vision]
[Type: Function]
[Grade: B]
[Introduction: Any creature, building, or ghost has its own spirit. By turning on spiritual vision, you can see certain things that others cannot see. Soul and divinity also have their own unique flavor. The flavor of everyone's soul is different, as is every race, and every ghost. 】
[Note 1: Sometimes, you can’t see it, but it’s a kind of luck]
[Note 2: If you successfully complete this mission, you can obtain it permanently. 】
Chen Mo slowly let out a breath. This system is quite user-friendly, but what does that note 1 mean...
Am I going to die faster because I can see all this dirt?
It’s not bad to permanently gain the ability to see ghosts~~
At this time, Chen Mo was seeing the old man hiding under the office, stretching his head and looking above...
Spiritual vision does not mean clairvoyance. It is a form of "seeing" that directly confronts the existence of ghosts.
However, even if I can see these ghosts, what can I do?
He was thinking in his heart. When he was chatting with [Chest Hair], he had discussed what to do if he encountered a supernatural copy.
[Chest Hair] gave her own insights. She believed that although many ghosts are evil and cunning, they actually abide by their own rules. They will play with mortals within their own rules and watch mortals fall into despair, but they also Because these guys are extremely strict about the rules, these ghosts can communicate to some extent.
Perhaps violence is not needed to deal with these ghosts?
"Let's go take a look inside this office." Chen Long didn't know Chen Mo's rich inner activities at the moment, and he started to search inside the office with a little anxiety.
Chen Mo on the side said kindly to the girls: "If I were you, I would stay away from this guy who is seeking death."
Chen Mo's tone was definitely not polite, but Chen Long raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Seek death? Haha, if you are timid, just hide behind the woman."
Chen Long bent down and looked under the office, but unfortunately, he couldn't see anything.
He was already prepared for a ghost to come out, but nothing happened. He murmured to himself: "It's strange, there are no staff in this place? Doesn't this copy have NPCs?"
However, Chen Mo discovered through his spiritual vision that just when Chen Long complained, the old principal under the office suddenly laughed, seemingly satisfied with Chen Long's provocation.
The curvature of the corner of his mouth became wider and wider, as if it was torn apart. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it upward.
Chen Long stood up and was about to see what was in the drawer. At this moment, a pair of invisible hands grabbed his right foot!
However, those hands only touched him lightly, and then immediately retracted.
"What the hell?" Chen Long subconsciously took half a step back, a creepy chill crawling down his legs and down his back.
He just felt something very cold touch his calf.
"Come out, what happened?"
None of Zhang Meng's girls came forward, but looked at Chen Long with strange expressions on their faces.
In their field of vision, Chen Long was still looking at the drawer, and then he took half a step back like a convulsion, trembling all over.
"Here, there seems to be something under the table. I... my ankle seems to have been scratched."
Chen Long directly dragged Zhang Meng outside the principal's office, his face very pale.
"Brother, I, I'm a little scared." Chen Xixi held Chen Mo's hand.
At this moment, she finally understood how well-intentioned her brother was when he persuaded her not to play. She actually didn't participate in the game the whole time, but she was already very frightened.
At this time, Zhou Chudi smiled and comforted: "Chen Long, don't worry. Maybe the staff made a joke on you. They might catch you while you weren't paying attention. Don't make a fuss."
When he heard that someone was stepping down for him, Chen Long shrugged and pretended to be indifferent and said, "I just wasn't prepared just now. How could I be scared?"
Chen Mo looked at the few people and said seriously: "I remind you for the last time that it is best to leave this haunted house."
Zhang Meng was a little angry, and she said impatiently: "Can you stop talking? If you don't play, you can leave."
"Well, in that case, as you wish, you can go to the next room. I want to take another look here."
"You can take care of yourself." Chen Long still felt that this room was a bit weird, and he was happy to take his people and leave early.
Only Zhou Xiuniang's eyes contained some other meaning.
However, she only glanced at Chen Mo a few more times, then turned and left at the urging of her companions.
