Danger Level Off the Charts

"How can you fall asleep while visiting a Haunted House?" Zhang Huang was still pondering Wang Yan's words when he felt himself being pushed forward a long distance.

Knowing that those eerie rumors were all fabricated by Wang Yan, Zhang Huang was no longer as afraid. He was a fan of extreme sports, and his psychological resilience was naturally far superior to that of an ordinary person. Furthermore, he simply did not believe in ghosts or supernatural entities.

Everything in the Haunted House was fake. Compared to scuba diving or wilderness survival, the Haunted House had the lowest coefficient of potential danger. He knew very well that it was impossible for the Haunted House to actually put tourists in life-threatening danger.

Since there was no risk to his life, what was there to be afraid of?

Getting a little scare wouldn't cost him a few pounds of flesh.

Having figured this out, Zhang Huang became even more confident. Even his gait changed, no longer cautious: "There's nothing to be afraid of. Let's hurry up and clear the level. This Haunted House and this Paradise Park are both too boring. When there's a chance in the future, I'll invite you all to visit the new high-tech fifth-generation park that just opened in the East Suburb."

While saying this, Zhang Huang didn't forget to look back and smile at Wang Yan's Girlfriend, seemingly hinting at something.

With the Medical Record stuck to his back, Zhang Huang was the first to reach the second basement level.

The light became even dimmer; without the help of a flashlight, it was impossible to see the surrounding scene clearly.

"Did Li Xu and that Male Streamer already leave? Why is there no movement at all?" Zhang Huang pushed open the door of a nearby ward. On