Starting with a haunted house to create a thrilling game arena

Chapter 30: Breaking the Stalemate with Violence

Shen Yue ran into the kitchen and, following Zhang Ze's instructions, gathered all the basic materials needed to make homemade explosives.

It's actually just white sugar, which can oxidize quickly and accelerate combustion.

A sealed can or container can easily explode when heated in a microwave oven.

Furthermore, the properties of white sugar can further amplify the intensity of dust explosions.

Zhang Ze had learned this technique from reading post-apocalyptic novels, but he never expected to use it in this situation. After gathering the materials, he personally installed a fairly powerful homemade explosive, took two steps back, and made sure everyone was at a safe distance.

Plug in the microwave oven.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds...

"boom!!"

The microwave oven vibrated violently, then suddenly exploded.

The carbon dioxide powder leaking from the fire extinguisher at the entrance amplified the power of the explosion, causing the entire internet cafe to tremble slightly. Shen Yue even covered her ears, too afraid to look.

The smoke and dust cleared.

The door was intact.

Attempts to breach the door with homemade explosives also failed.

"It's over, it's completely over, we'll never get out of here!!"

"Damn it, why did this happen?! It's all your fault! If you hadn't insisted on teaming up with me to play Variant, I wouldn't have ended up spending the whole night at the internet cafe!!"

"Damn it! You just became my adopted mother, and you're blaming me! I'll beat you to death!!"

The internet cafe was in complete chaos.

Despite the air conditioning being on indoors, everyone was unable to calm down and descended into riot, resorting to physical violence against those around them.

A short while later, someone received a punch to the temple.

He collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

The chaos continued, and Shen Yue was too frightened to speak at the sight of the bloody scene, almost bursting into tears.

However, some people also noticed Shen Yue.

Although Shen Yue was dressed like a trendy young woman, wearing earrings and a tongue stud, and had tattoos, giving off a formidable vibe, in this kind of situation, a girl is still a girl.

In addition, Shen Yue is very thin and looks somewhat malnourished, making her the perfect punching bag.

"We can't get out anyway."

"Why don't you give me some fun!"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Shen Yue.

Shen Yue tried to resist and pushed the man away, but this only attracted more attention, especially from several middle-aged men who surrounded her with wicked smiles.

Shen Yue panicked completely.

"What do you want?"

"I'm telling you this is illegal, don't come any closer!!"

The more she resisted, the more it aroused the lust of the others.

"Hehe, what are you trying to do, pretending to be an innocent young girl when you're dressed like that? You've probably been kicked to pieces by that blond guy long ago."

"Since we're already stuck here, let you have one last good time before you die. You should thank us!"

Shen Yue was immediately plunged into despair.

Internet cafes are inherently a mixed bag of people, with many spending their days idly there. These people are usually bound by law and live in a society governed by the rule of law, so they are generally law-abiding citizens.

Internet cafes are clearly no longer subject to the law.

She couldn't imagine what terrifying fate awaited her, a fate a thousand times more despairing than death itself!

"Help……!"

……

……

"Gah!"

Suddenly, a very abrupt caw came from inside the internet cafe.

Shen Yue's clothes were about to be ripped off, but before they could be, a crow flew to the perpetrator's head and ripped a piece of flesh off his elbow with its claws.

"ah!!"

"Where did this crow come from??"

"Holy crap, this crow is alive?!"

Zhang Ze appeared behind the group at some point, surrounded by crows with black wings, interrupting their actions.

Everyone in the internet cafe was shocked.

Their minds went completely blank. They couldn't figure out what was wrong with Zhang Ze. What terrified them even more was that they saw signs of patching on Zhang Ze's wrists, and his eyes had been completely stained black.

In some ways, Zhang Ze was more terrifying than this internet cafe.

They are even less human-like.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings."

"If you panic at the slightest difficulty, even if you survive by chance now, you will still be doomed if you encounter a supernatural event in the future."

Zhang Ze glanced at the door.

He didn't actually expect the homemade explosives to actually blow the door open.

He just wanted to test the strength of the door to see if it was the same situation he saw Lin Xiaomei and Dr. Gao encounter in the video.

Even homemade explosives couldn't break the door open.

This means that the door cannot be opened using conventional physical means.

In other words, Zhang Ze understood that the internet cafe no longer existed in reality, just like the lost media number 021, existing in some supernatural space.

Where is the ghost?

If there were enough time and not so many eyewitnesses, Zhang Ze might slowly try to talk to the ghost.

But now...

Special circumstances require special strategies.

The system rewards Zhang Ze with a talent for horror art.

Zhang Ze took a deep breath, and the crows turned into black ink, splattering themselves onto the wall in a frenzy.

As the number of crows increased, the ink on the wall became heavier and heavier, gradually staining the entire wall black. However, a painted door slowly appeared on the wall.

This door was painted by Zhang Ze, imitating the door in the world depicted in the painting.

It's not a real door.

Strictly speaking, it can only be considered a counterfeit, a derivative of the counterfeit.

But the effect is the same.

"Are you coming or not?"

"..."

Zhang Ze entered first, followed by Shen Yue who grabbed her clothes. The others looked at each other, realizing that staying in this inescapable internet cafe would only lead to certain death. Although the scene before them was beyond their comprehension, it was the only way to escape.

To wait to die or to live.

They are still clear-headed.

They followed Zhang Ze into the world behind the door.

"Um?"

Zhang Ze frowned.

Once inside the door, he was completely enveloped in darkness, as if he were in a bottomless ocean, utterly alone. His voice and sight could not travel out, and the temperature dropped considerably.

In the dim light.

A withered, shriveled arm suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Ze.

The arm was a deep bluish-black color, and you could even vaguely see a few livid spots; it was definitely not the hand of a living person.

"You're a ghost, right? I'm a ghost too. We can communicate."

As Zhang Ze spoke, he used his left hand to remove his right hand, then put his right hand back in, and used his right hand to remove his left hand. "I'm not a living person either, we can talk."

"Are you the originator of the missing media? The source of this strange tale?"

"Actually, you don't need to use such an inefficient method. We have a lot in common. If you're willing, we can cooperate. I'm a haunted house owner..."

Zhang Ze hadn't finished speaking.

The dead man's arm seemed to get impatient and twitched suddenly.

Zhang Ze thought a fight was about to break out.

After all, he was known as the "Nightmare Rising Star," and most vengeful ghosts would want to devour him. This was the case with Lingling before. Zhang Ze was prepared to resort to violence to persuade her if negotiations failed.

As a result, after the dead man's arm finished twitching, it actually retracted.

The darkness quickly receded.

Familiar trees appeared before my eyes, red began to replace black, and the surroundings were once again filled with a red, gel-like substance, making me feel dizzy and drowsy, like jelly.

We returned to the world depicted in the painting.

The ghost did not engage in a fight with Zhang Ze.