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The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

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My House of Horrors

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During his lunch break, Director Luo personally came to pay Chen Ge a visit. Seeing how full the resting tent was, he was satisfied. "You have so many visitors waiting during lunch—that's not easy."

Director Luo sighed. Several weeks ago, the Haunted House had been the most deserted place at the park, but now it was the park's main feature and saving grace.

"Director Luo? Why are you here?" Chen Ge held the box of rice that Xu Wan had bought for him in one hand, and his other hand used a pen to make his accounts.

"I'm here to tell you two pieces of good news." Director Luo inspected the rough-looking tents and handed the document he was holding to Chen Ge.

"I've not received good news in a long time already." Chen Ge opened the file. Inside was the resting hall proposal that he had drafted, but underneath the amateur drawing was a detailed blueprint, filled with notes and explanations.

A Game That Can't be Cleared