Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

early morning.

After finishing his workout, Chen Feng ate a bowl of instant noodles with ham sausage, and had a cup of Guojiao iced black tea. He was planning to take a nice bath and go to sleep.

Suddenly, a notification came from the system:

[Ding! It has been detected that your avatar, Liu Xiaohu, is currently hungry. Please eat as soon as possible.]

Depend on.

Even avatars need to eat, right?

As soon as Chen Feng switched back to his alternate account, his stomach began to rumble in protest. Due to extreme hunger, he even felt palpitations and his hands were trembling.

"I need to eat right away!"

Following the map on the back of the flyer, Chen Feng jogged all the way to the park's canteen.

Push open the glass door and you'll be greeted by the aroma of food filling the air. There are various stir-fried dishes under the heat lamps, hot pot ingredients and barbecued meats in the freezer, as well as desserts, fruits, fried foods and sushi, an ice cream machine, a chocolate fountain, and a water bar. You can find almost anything that a buffet restaurant has here.

"Damn it, the avatar is eating better than my real body."

Chen Feng originally thought that the instant noodles with sausage he had tonight were already a luxury, but compared to this, it was simply garbage!

Most importantly, all of these are free.

The common saying goes, "It's better to have money than to live," but ghost stories are the opposite: "It's better to live than to have money."

All food, rides, and accommodations at the horror park are provided free of charge.

"If all else fails, the main body can move in as well."

Chen Feng casually picked out some food, preparing to feast, when suddenly, a middle-aged man walked up to him mysteriously and asked, "Brother, selling?"

"What?"

Chen Feng looked at the other person warily. What were they selling? Their buttocks?

Just so you know, I'm not gay!

Seeing that Chen Feng didn't move, the uncle scoffed, "So he's just an amateur."

Watching the other person leave, Chen Feng, afraid of missing some important information, quickly called out to the uncle, "Brother, what exactly are you selling? Tell me!"

The middle-aged man turned around: "Intelligence, understand?"

"Selling information? Aren't you afraid of losing game currency..."

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening.

Yes, although selling information would cause game coins to disappear and prevent them from being exchanged for souvenirs, other tourists don't know the purpose of the souvenirs. They just want to complete the five activities as soon as possible and leave this awful place. Therefore, exchanging information becomes the optimal solution!

"My surname is Wang. The people eating here are all here to exchange information."

Mr. Wang told Chen Feng that everyone now knows that losing the last game coin will cause trouble.

Moreover, they have already discovered the loopholes in the rules:

1. That means that for every project leaked, one game coin will be deducted.

2. If a project is leaked to multiple people at the same time, the number of game coins deducted will be the number of people who leak it.

3. The determination of deducting game coins is subjective; as long as a player subjectively believes that they have disclosed information, game coins will be deducted.

4. Those who know the secret will not receive game currency if they participate in the project.

5. Two people who did not participate in the project can share the intelligence they observed without having it deducted.

"That's impressive."

Chen Feng was impressed by these people. Sure enough, people can be quite resourceful when pushed to the limit.

Looking around, Chen Feng even noticed that when the second project was being planned, the surviving brothers were also discussing it with someone.

It turns out that someone had already done this.

Chen Feng said, "I currently have intelligence on two projects: catching goldfish and shooting air guns. Which one would you like to switch to?"

Mr. Wang smiled and said, "Brother, the goldfish catching project isn't worth much. It's a group project. Once one person figures out how to pass the level, the rest of you will understand immediately."

"By the way, the criteria for leaking information are very strict. If you haven't experienced the goldfish catching project, you would have already lost game coins for what I just said."

Chen Feng's mouth dropped open: "So strict? What's being leaked?"

Mr. Wang explained, "Nobody wants information about catching goldfish. Just that one sentence is enough to tell you how difficult the project is, which is also considered a leak."

Chen Feng felt that the other party was being too careless: "Then you're talking to me about this? It's very risky."

Mr. Wang pulled up a stool and sat down: "It's alright. I know a little about feng shui and face reading. Judging from your appearance, you should be a simple-minded person."

"Me?"

Chen Feng spoke frankly: "Actually, I'm not only naive, I'm also heartless."

"This young man has a good sense of humor," Mr. Wang said. "I have some information about haunted houses; do you want it?"

"Yes, I want to."

Adhering to the principle of treating people with sincerity, Chen Feng said, "Let me speak first, but don't record what I say and tell others, or you'll deliberately harm them."

"What are you saying?"

Mr. Wang took out his phone, turned it off, and said as a sign of sincerity: "I have no grudge against you, why would I harm you? Besides, I already said that the determination of leakage is subjective; it only counts if you believe it has been leaked."

What if what you said is also false?

Chen Feng thought to himself, but unusually, he didn't expose it. Instead, he spoke frankly: "The rule for shooting air guns is to eliminate ten monsters. The trap is the boss, so he's also considered a monster."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wang broke out in a cold sweat: "My goodness, that's really cunning. Without buying this information, I think I would have been dead for sure."

Chen Feng looked at the other person without saying a word.

Mr. Wang knew it was his turn, so he began to tell the story of the haunted house: "There are also five rules for the haunted house, but there is only one condition that can kill people, and that is turning around."

"Turn back?"

"The rules say that inside a haunted house, no matter what happens, don't look back."

"Otherwise, you'll die?"

"That's right. Once you enter the haunted house, it will read your deepest, most terrifying memories and then visualize them. If you can't swim, you'll fall into the ocean; if you're afraid of bugs, a bunch of cockroaches will crawl out."

"That sounds kind of creepy."

"Absolutely! And all you have to do is keep going, no matter what happens, and never look back."

"Is this the intelligence?"

"How could that be? What I'm talking about are the two dead ends in the haunted house, which are traps."

"What kind of trap?"

"The first trap is that the haunted house will transform into an acquaintance and call your name from behind, luring you to turn around."

"This is still quite easy to spot."

"It's not that easy. I've seen many people fall for it. The illusions are just too realistic."

"And what about the second one?"

"The second one, and the most sinister, is that inside the haunted house, there's a space that simulates the outside. There, the owner of the haunted house, dressed as a dead man, will wait for you, making you think you've already left the haunted house. If you let your guard down and turn around, you'll surely die!"

"A scheme within a scheme, a dream within a dream—truly a classic. How did you see through it?"

"Game coins! You get game coins as long as you complete the game. When I realized I didn't have any game coins in my pocket, I immediately saw through the trick!"

Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh, "Uncle, you're really smart."

Mr. Wang laughed heartily, quite pleased with himself: "Of course, you can only truly say you've left the game when you actually get the game coins."

Chen Feng's face darkened: "But you also said before that those whose information is leaked cannot receive game currency rewards. Although you told me how to pass the level, I can't use it."

"this......"

Mr. Wang's expression stiffened. It was because he had discovered this that he had taken the initiative to exchange information with others.

"Sorry, brother."

But Chen Feng generously said, "We're already calling each other brothers, so what else is there to say? However, I do want to ask you a question."

Mr. Wang asked in surprise, "What's the problem?"

Chen Feng said seriously, "You said yourself that haunted houses create illusions, so how can you be sure the game tokens are real?"

Mr. Wang's expression froze instantly: "This..."

Chen Feng laughed and said, "Perhaps you haven't actually come out; you're still in the haunted house."

Upon hearing Chen Feng's words, Mr. Wang suddenly became agitated: "Impossible! The hotel is absolutely safe! It's stated in the rules!"

What if the hotel itself is also an illusion?

With a loud bang.

A thunderclap seemed to strike Mr. Wang's mind. He suddenly remembered that when he greeted Chen Feng earlier, Chen Feng had asked him to turn around: "Could it be that you also...?"

The next second, Chen Feng's face suddenly became extremely ferocious.

"You are... the boss!!!"

The color drained from Mr. Wang's face. He remembered the wooden rule sign the owner had given him before they entered the haunted house: "3. No matter what happens in the haunted house, do not look back!!!"

"ah!!!!!"

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At this moment, in the canteen.

Chen Feng was indeed exchanging information with someone, and that person was indeed a survivor from the haunted house: "The haunted house will conjure up all sorts of things to deceive you. I've fallen for the trap within a trap at least five times, and I still think it's all fake."

"Does that mean we'll never be able to beat the game?"

"No, the secret lies in the promotional guide."

"Guide? You mean the hours?" Chen Feng immediately realized that the amusement park was open from 7 p.m. to 7 a.m.!

"Yes, I stayed in the haunted house for a full twelve hours until seven in the morning when the attraction closed and I was finally released." The survivor gave a bitter smile. "I advise you not to choose this attraction, otherwise even if you get out, you'll be a madman."

"Thanks for reminding me."

A system notification suddenly rang in Chen Feng's ears.

[Ding! The Haunted House - Horror Park attraction is no longer available due to the inability to obtain game coins.]