The live example of Wang Hailong's group lent credibility to Chen Ge's words.
"This is the first time I've heard of a Haunted House being delineated into levels, but the boss' explanation is indeed professional."
"I know it is for our own good, but I still wish to try the scariest scenario."
The visitors talked among themselves before accepting the new rules. Chen Ge sighed in relief and led Wang Hailong's group to the spot where the medical students had once fainted. "How are you feeling? Shall we call the doctor?"
"Thanks, but we're feeling much better." The one who spoke was Wang Hailong. His lips were purple, and his face was white. His eyes were unfocused, and they were covered with a film of mist.
"At least you're conscious enough to speak, so you're indeed alright." Chen Ge squatted down beside Wang Hailong. "Actually, you're lucky. The last person who tried this scenario is still in the hospital."
