676. Survive Until the End of Soul Summoning Night 0/1

After finishing what was probably the old auntie's trampled pickled cabbage and beef noodles, Zheng Li wiped his mouth.

"Fuck, eating instant noodles in the middle of the night? When it comes to doing things that aren't decent, you really don't do anything decent at all!"

A roommate who had just finished a game smelled the food and berated Zheng Li.

"If you're not convinced, eat some yourself."

Zheng Li cleaned up the trash, hurried back to bed, lay down, put on his helmet, and once again entered that sea of stars.

Soon, the entrance to "Soul Summoning Night" appeared before him.

Zheng Li carefully examined the door. Its texture felt real, and it gave off a strange aura.

At that thought, Zheng Li suddenly felt a chill.

It wasn't as if he had heard someone calling his name or felt a hand patting his shoulder.

He had simply remembered something.

Lu Ban was a director who had made his name filming horror movies.

The horror films he usually made were terrifying enough with only their visuals and sound. If those movies were now turned into virtual-reality works, allowing people to explore them firsthand from inside the films—

"Fuck, this isn't just a haunted house. It's a goddamn haunted house!"

Zheng Li exclaimed.

He had studied forensic medicine and had seen corpses before, but Lu Ban's movies were still frightening. Zheng Li knew corpses couldn't talk, yet the terrifying things in Lu Ban's movies weren't corpses either!

Those insects, those writhing and twisted monsters, those gray-white humans resembling statues—they were enough to make one's blood run cold. Just one glance could make a person lose their sanity and descend into madness.

If they could be explained scientifically, Zheng Li wouldn't have been afraid. But these were things that surpassed common