After walking some distance underground, once the entrance was no longer visible, Fei Youliang stopped, looked around, and brazenly pulled out a tiny Bluetooth Camera.
Zhang Ze had seen this kind of Bluetooth Camera on Jingdong and Taobao. They cost a little over a hundred yuan each; higher-resolution models with larger memory capacity cost several hundred. They were generally used for recording vlogs or mounted on drones for aerial filming and tracking shots.
Zhang Ze also took out his phone and started recording audio.
He wanted to record Black Friday. After all, it was Lost Media, and he had a responsibility to preserve it.
"Oh? So you're up to no good too."
"Pulling out your phone is way too obvious. If the surveillance cameras catch you, wouldn't that ruin your reputation?"
Seeing this, Fei Youliang assumed Zhang Ze was here to engage in corporate warfare—to film Chen Ge's Haunted House and post it online. Once the haunted house's interior environment was exposed, it would no longer scare people. It was a simple, unadorned corporate warfare tactic.
His Bluetooth Camera did not emit any light and was easy to conceal, unlike Zhang Ze's flashy phone.
"Heh. Worry about yourself."
"You dared to film inside a haunted house? Be careful not to capture something you shouldn't. If it latches onto you, it'll be too late for regrets." Zhang Ze did not care in the slightest. He slipped his phone into his pocket and began surveying the surroundings.
After entering the basement,
the first thing they saw was an entrance resembling a Teaching Building. The building's corridor had two rows and was divided into upper and lower levels. The last classroom in one of the rows was the final classroom among Twilight Sun Middle School's four small scenes.
A student's Lingering Remnant was