Chapter 286


    “Nelson and Martin are shoveling manure with their bare hands, and Olivia and Rachel are picking real


    corn. All we have to do is answer questions and go through the haunted house. At worst, if we get an


    answer wrong, we might get scared by the actors ying NPCs. There are no real ghosts.”


    Who said that?


    When Isabe heard “real ghosts,” her hands trembled even more. In this remote ce, who knows if a


    real one might sneak in?


    “Yeah, Isabe, you’ve got the best luck! Even though I’m easily scared, I’d rather face a haunted


    house than spend a day picking corn!”


    Rachel looked at her enviously while Isabe just pushed the paper towards her, “If you want it so


    much, you go. Let’s switch!”


    “Really?”


    Director: “That’s against the rules.”


    She’d actually prefer picking over entering the haunted house?


    Xanthea raised an eyebrow, “You are scared, huh?”


    Isabe: “Who, me scared? Not a chance!”


    One sentence was all it took to ignite herpetitive spirit, and she temporarily quelling her fears.


    Xanthea nodded, hoping this wouldn’t interfere with her winning.


    Director: “Now, everyone please follow your instructors to the designated areas toplete your


    tasks!”


    To the west side of the deserted ind was a massive cave entrance, with a tattered, human–shaped


    skin and a skeleton floating nearby. The sign above, written in red ink, read-“Ind of Horrors!”


    Isabe started trembling just looking at the entrance, and even Xanthea felt a bit uneasy.


    Normally, she afraid of haunted houses she had visited plenty with Samuel. Those ces were usually


    crowded, and Samuel was always there to protect her.


    Today, aside from Isabe, there was only a cameraman, and the gloomy weather added a sinister


    ovey to the deste ind.


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    Substitute Instructor: “Here we are, go on in.”


    1-1-1-1


    “It’s all fake, all fake.”


    Xanthea repeated to herself silently for encouragement, “Alright, let’s go in.”


    With tense expressions and anxious hearts, they walked into the cave.


    Initially, there was a dim light illuminating the entrance. As soon as they walked in, it suddenly blew out


    with a “pop,” plunging the entire cave into darkness.


    Panicked, Isabe turned to run back but, with a “crash,” the entrance was suddenly blocked from the


    outside.


    “Hey? Open up, open up!”


    Xanthea: “Don’t waste your energy, it must be the crew’s doing.”


    “Adventure Blitz: Two Days, One Night, this production crew is just cruel! I’m nevering back!”


    Isabe returned and clung tightly to Xanthea’s arm.


    Xanthea: “?”


    “Don’t get the wrong idea, it’s just really dark in here. I’m worried you might get lost, and that would


    affect our progress on the task!”


    If her voice hadn’t been trembling, Xanthea might have believed her.


    The night vision camera emitted a faint glow, and they supported each other, cautiously moving forward


    in the dim light.


    There are no ghosts, absolutely no ghosts. We have to believe in sciencel”


    Isabe’s teeth chattered as she reassured herself, reciting the lyrics “That don’t kill me can only make


    me ghost.”


    Xanthea: ‘Ghost?”


    Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Where’s the ghost? Where’s the ghost?”