The roller coaster is thrilling, and the Orton Tower is even more renowned for its roller coaster; tourists come specifically for this ride.
As passengers board, screams echo constantly, truly living up to the fame of the Orton Tower roller coaster.
The staff below the roller coaster, hearing the screams of the passengers, smile contentedly.
He has endured this job for so long simply because he enjoys watching others scream in fear. For him, that is an unparalleled pleasure.
As he watches one after another of the shaky, disoriented people descend, his satisfaction grows, and he urges them to hurry off so the next group can take their turn.
"Eh? Why are some people not getting off?"
"Could they have fainted?"
Some of the weaker passengers might experience blurred vision during the ride; if this condition persists, everything around them turns gray, their vision narrows, and eventually, both their sight and hearing vanish, leading to unconsciousness and shock.
But this is not a problem. Anyone wanting to ride the roller coaster signs a safety waiver. If an accident occurs, they are not held responsible.
Despite this, passengers continue to flood in daily.
Has someone fainted today?
It has been several days since anyone fainted, and seeing someone pass out today excites the staff in an inexplicable way.
He waves behind him, signaling for emergency measures, then approaches the scene.
Every year, someone faints from the overwhelming stimulation, and the more severe cases may even go into shock or lose their lives. To minimize unnecessary trouble, they offer some emergency measures and even manage to make a profit during the process.
"Whoo! Hiss! Whoo-hiss!"
She actually fell asleep!? And it's a little girl!
The staff member's face darkens. This is not the result he hoped for; it's somewhat unbelievable—no child has ever been able to endure such a stimulating ride.
This is a spiral roller coaster, with several loops and powerful centrifugal forces—a colossal challenge for children.
"Ah? Is it over?"
"How boring, I'm almost falling asleep."
"All those ads are fake."
The little girl, with her eyes half-closed, descends, wiping away some drool.
The staff feels defeated, and even the others unaffected by the ride are oblivious.
Leaving the noisy area, Zhao Lun feels his ears relax.
This place offers no challenge for him; the screams of others are nothing short of torture. Leaving it feels like a relief.
"This is so boring."
"Flying broomsticks are way more fun."
Maria pouts, looking somewhat bored, and the other women, noticing this, feel relieved. They didn't find the ride exciting either. Having heard so many screams, seeing that Maria didn't enjoy it, they are glad to leave this torturous place behind.
"Since it's not fun, let's go somewhere else."
Zhao Lun eagerly suggests leaving as he sees that Maria isn't enjoying herself.
Among the group, apart from Sandy, who's a little excited, everyone agrees to leave.
They feel immobilized by the ride, subjected to the constant, piercing screams. It's not a pleasant place to be.
Is the roller coaster really boring? Zhao Lun thinks not. It's just that their physical condition has been enhanced by the divine water from the Sacred Country.
With their enhanced endurance, they don't feel the intense centrifugal force, and without that rush, the thrill diminishes.
Flying broomsticks? Well, that's far more fun than the roller coaster, but among the group, only he and Maria have had the chance to experience that joy.
Leaving the noisy roller coaster zone, they head toward the lush, tranquil green areas of the amusement park.
The cool, refreshing green fields separate them from the noise, and stepping into this serene space, everyone feels its charm.
While the weather outside is hot, they are reluctant to leave this peaceful spot. Walking further, they find quiet areas where they can rest.
"Ice cream! Sandy wants ice cream."
"No, Sandy, you've already had two, no more."
"Why? Maria can still eat."
"Because Maria is stronger."
"Hmph!"
In the heat, cold drinks are a must. They also buy some refreshing treats along the way.
Fame brings attention, and beauty attracts trouble. Among their group, there are several beautiful women, three of whom are famous movie stars recently in the limelight, and they're attracting quite a bit of attention.
"Hey, beauties! Want to join us?"
On the quiet path, they encounter a group of unruly hippies. Upon seeing the beautiful Monica and the others, they rush over, and a few of them even attempt to grab at them.
The group is used to dealing with such situations.
"Get lost!"
Without being instructed, Baloo steps forward to block the hippies, issuing a stern warning.
"Fuck!"
One of the pierced hippies curses loudly, then lunges at them.
Baloo blocks his attack, grabs his outstretched hand, and, like picking up a chicken, tosses him toward the others.
Crash! They are knocked down in an instant.
In less than a second, they've been taught a lesson in manners.
"Pathetic!"
Maria sneers, causing the hippies to wish they could vanish into the ground.
"This road is a bit uneven, let me step on it."
Zhao Lun, even more direct, walks over the uneven "path" as if he hadn't noticed the situation. Along the way, he discovers the ground is rough, so he stomps on it forcefully.
"Ah, ah, ah——"
The pitiful screams fill the air.
"You might not be able to flatten it alone, let's all help you."
Aida smiles, her expression alluring, as she steps through the uneven road in high-heeled sandals. She, too, notices the bumps and stomps on them, her sharp heels flashing with a cold gleam as she deliberately steps on the tender spots.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"
The shrill screams are enough to send chills down one's spine.
"..." The ladies and gentlemen are stunned by this scene. It takes a moment for them to recover.
"I'll do it too."
Maria bounces eagerly, and with a free-fall motion, she lands on the uneven path.
"Hmph."
The "road" groans under her steps, making little noise, which she finds unsatisfactory.
"Hey! What are you waiting for? Hurry up, we're leaving soon."
After finishing, the little girl casually calls out to the ladies who are just catching up, eager to see them join in.
"Ah, okay."
Nicole and the others, almost instinctively, walk along the path they've just crossed.
"Ah, ah, ah, hmm!——"
Finally, the path beneath them gives the sound they were waiting for.
This is just a brief episode, one that happens from time to time, but not often.
Firstly, there are too many people, and the hippies dare not make a move. Secondly, they realize they are outnumbered, so they wisely give up. Only those with mushy brains would dare to act, and they are swiftly dealt with.
Today, this group of hippies was also dispatched swiftly, adding a bit of amusement to their journey.
The hippies were quite unlucky to choose this place to stir trouble. In busier areas, they might have hesitated before acting, but here, they didn't stand a chance.
After this disturbance, no one feels like staying any longer. They've seen enough, and since it's getting late, no one feels like continuing the fun.
A home with a large swimming pool, flowers, and green fields awaits them.
Near the seaside, there's a newly built villa close to the ocean. Listening to the sound of the waves while gazing at the sea is far more comfortable than staying here.
"Let's go home!"
Everyone agrees, and they leave the park.
The journey there was quick, but the return is slower, with safety in mind.
They stroll leisurely, arriving home at seven in the evening. After refreshing themselves and changing out of their sweat-soaked clothes, it's already eight.
They sit down to rest, and the maids begin bringing out a lavish spread of refreshing summer foods.
"Cheers!"
Everyone raises their drinks, celebrating with beverages in place of alcohol.
Since Zhao Lun and Maria are not yet of legal drinking age, alcohol has been temporarily stored away in the mansion.
Nicole and the others approve of Zhao Lun's stance and keep an eye on it, so no alcohol is present at the dinner table.
Zhao Lun doesn't have a strong craving for alcohol. Before arriving in this world, he only occasionally had a glass (literally just a glass), and any more would make him uncomfortable.
Now, as a minor, he hasn't had the opportunity to drink. He could, but chooses not to, in order to set a good example for Maria. He hasn't indulged yet, but plans to store any fine wine for later consumption once the time is right.