I Fix Air-Conditioner

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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The overloading of the data by the central computer caused the system to lag. This was something that no one had expected.

"When your people came to challenge my Haunted House, I provided the perfect service and served them to the best of my ability. Now that I've come here to challenge your Haunted House, before it's even started, the machine broke, and your designer even shoved me out of the way earlier." Chen Ge pointed at Qing Ming. "I'm not the kind to hold on to grudges, so I shall forgive that slight. I only have one question to ask—when will this be ready?"

As Chen Ge dropped these cynical remarks, he walked around with the camera like this was his own home, and that naturally caused the workers at the futuristic theme park to get angry.

"Isn't it your fault that this has happened?" one of the visitors who was supposed to challenge the Haunted House with Chen Ge growled darkly.

Giving a Class to the Young Boss