Starting with a haunted house to create a thrilling game arena

Chapter 83: Yue Pan

Images began to appear on the television.

At the same time, Zhang Ze prepared for battle to prevent Yue Pan from suffering a desperate situation.

A few seconds passed.

A figure appeared on the screen, looking very young, as if Yue Pan had returned to ten years ago. The wrinkles on his face had decreased significantly, and his entire spirit had changed.

"After Kobayashi entered your door, I cut off all contact with her."

"She already belongs to you, doesn't she?"

Yue Pan seemed to be able to see Zhang Ze through the screen.

The voice was calm and still, only revealing a deep weariness.

"Kobayashi? Is that Sadako's name?"

"If you call this flawed product made to imitate The Ring Sadako, then she could be," Yue Pan said. "In reality, I'm extremely meticulous about film. From the left eye ten years ago to the lost media you see now, it's all inseparable from my love and pursuit of the film industry."

Zhang Ze shrugged.

Yue Pan told him all of this.

This usually means that Yue Pan has run out of options.

Enter the victory settlement screen.

"You've separated the person you are now from the person you are in reality."

"If you think this will get you out of trouble, you're sorely mistaken."

Zhang Ze held up a finger, which the crow stepped on. "You hate crows, don't you?"

"When I first came into contact with lost media, for example, number 021, I saw a dead man's arm, and later I encountered a ghost face. I believe that other lost media also contain human body fragments."

"Aren't those fragments the real you?"

"Although I don't know how you survived that fire more than ten years ago and even entered the film and television investment field, the real you is forever trapped inside the television set, am I right?"

Zhang Ze initially thought that the human body parts he encountered in the video were from an unfortunate person who had been dismembered and whose body had been used to create various videos.

Until the contact becomes deeper and deeper.

Zhang Zecai realized that ghost stories were all fabricated and did not require real dead people as a medium.

If that's the case, the human body parts scattered in those videos are clearly some kind of control mechanism. Who needs to control these lost media? Obviously, it's Yue Pan himself, the mastermind behind it all.

"you're right."

"Starting ten years ago, I began creating ghost stories in real life. He thought he could rebel against me, but every film he made became a medium for the ghost stories to come true."

"Hehe, I lied to him, making him think that by making a pirated movie, he could cover up the real lost media. Little did he know that the person who created the ghost story was himself."

"Twilight High School, West City Private School, these schools are going bankrupt because of the endless stream of strange tales. I have achieved my goal. I am only one step away, just one last step away, and I will be able to achieve my ultimate goal: to have the power to destroy the school behind the door."

Yue Pan said slowly.

"Your choices and Chang Wenyu's choices are different. Now it seems that you are a bit more astute. At least you have achieved results, while Chang Wenyu is still fighting a losing battle," Zhang Ze said.

Do you know Chang Wenyu?

"Oh, your right eye is an old friend I know." Yue Pan's face showed a hint of disgust. "You're really despicable for doing something like this."

Zhang Ze: ……

If we don't do this, we're doomed.

He had no choice.

"I have my own way of doing things. I will return her eyes, and I will also return the eyes that Chang Wenyu stole from her. I am not one of you."

Hearing Zhang Ze's words.

Yue Pan thought he had heard something extremely ridiculous.

He almost laughed in anger:

"Aren't we on the same path? You treat vengeful spirits like servants, making them your prisoners, your tools, your lackeys. How are you any different from me, or even that school?"

"The only difference is that you have control of a door."

"Damn opportunists, snobbish scoundrels, heartless beasts, utterly disregard human life!"

"Without this door, what are you? A cowardly, weeping piece of trash, with no courage to face this cruel world."

Zhang Ze sighed.

To be honest, things have come to this point and it's no longer up to him to decide. His initial dream was to be a lazy underling under Boss Chen, just loafing around doing nothing. He never expected that he would end up as Chen Ge's older brother.

Once you enter the door, there's no turning back.

But...

Yue Pan's inclusion of his own insults gave him a strong sense of self-destructive tendencies, which was quite unexpected.

"The Ghost Story Research Company has already lost. Do you still want to continue?" Zhang Ze said. "Losing to me is already quite dignified. After a while, I can consider introducing you to a psychologist. You'll be a hundred times worse off than you are now."

"You mean brilliant, right?"

"He's a doctor, but he's also sick. I originally wanted to have a backup plan, and that interview video was that backup plan. I saw that he had a problem a long time ago," Yue Pan said. "His wife is his weakness. Once everything is taken away, the terror he unleashes will probably be even more dangerous than Xiao Lin's."

"But once it enters the lost medium, it leaves behind its own medium, which cannot be erased, just like the mark that a slave owner leaves on the forehead of a slave, which can never be changed."

Was that video also our trump card?

Zhang Ze recalled the video of Lin Xiaomei interviewing Dr. Gao.

If...

Just like if a child kills someone in their sleep, that person will also die in reality.

Could it be that if Yue Pan kills someone in the video, the person killed will also die in real life?

No wonder they specifically kept the video of the interview with Dr. Gao.

That's quite visionary.

"Unfortunately, you still lost."

"Your mental state is dangerous. I contacted you to see if your mental state was suitable to be an employee of my haunted house. It seems that's not possible. I can only make you the food for my haunted house employees."

As Zhang Ze spoke, the black liquid in his hand grew thicker and thicker.

Action could be taken at any time.

"You can't kill me."

Even after entering the world behind the door.

"It's the same..."

Yue Pan hadn't finished his harsh words.

The black liquid instantly enveloped the television, causing the screen to shatter and the entire picture to disappear.

"You talk too much nonsense."

After Zhang Ze finished speaking...

Suddenly, the phone rang.

When Zhang Ze turned on his phone, he thought it was Chen Ge calling, but instead he saw Yue Pan standing on the phone screen, looking at him with a mocking gaze.

Do you know why Michael Jackson became a legend?

"Because he wasn't remembered by everyone because of his face, but by his moonwalk, his top hat, and his dance. These symbols make up who he is, so much so that future generations will remember this former pop star whenever they see these symbols."

"The reason I'm still alive today."

"Guess... where on the internet my videos have been left behind?"

"As long as there's one video and one audio recording of me online, I won't be completely dead. Do you understand?"

"The ghost story research company will make a comeback."

Even if it takes ten years, or a hundred years.