I buried the gods in the restricted area.

"You have to win at rock-paper-scissors against your mirror image?"

As the blood-red characters on the mirror gradually faded, Jiang Mian's expression became increasingly subtle. He was very curious about what kind of high technology this haunted house possessed that dared to boast of making the mirror image move.

So for the rest of the time, he didn't think about how to win at all; he just stared intently at the mirror and kept throwing punches.

To his disappointment, even after three minutes had passed, he did not see any discrepancies between his reflection and his own movements, let alone any different gestures.

"What do you mean? Are you playing me?"

Jiang Mian looked suspicious. For a moment, he almost suspected that this place was hiding some kind of supernatural power. After all, the way everyone avoided the mirror didn't seem like an act. But now it seemed that they just didn't want to lose face.

The thought that she had actually seriously played rock-paper-scissors in front of the mirror for three minutes made Jiang Mian's face flush. When she looked back and saw that no one was paying attention to her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the mirror, the figure that looked exactly like him also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Jiang Mian, are you alright?"

Jiang Rou had been keeping an eye on the situation from a distance. When she saw Jiang Mian walk over, she quickly ran to meet her.

"Something's up."

Jiang Mian said dejectedly, "This game is neither fun nor scary. It's a complete waste of time. The rock-paper-scissors game with a mirror is just a gimmick to fool people."

Jiang Rou opened her mouth, unsure how to respond for a moment, before finally whispering a comforting reply, "Isn't it good that it's not scary...?"

"Can it be called a haunted house if it's not scary?"

Jiang Mian shook her head, her face showing undisguised disappointment. "No wonder this haunted house only has an E rating. If it weren't for the beautiful scenery, I doubt it would attract any customers at all."

Jiang Rou smiled awkwardly and didn't reply.

She was now completely certain that Jinghu indeed dared not show any unusual behavior in front of Mr. Jiang Mian, and that the game of rock-paper-scissors just now could only end in a draw.

This means that, just like in the City of the Dead, as long as I stay within Mr. Jiang Mian's sight, I am safe.

But... just who exactly is Mr. Jiang Mian?

What could possibly instill fear in even the "rules of forbidden zones" is perhaps an even more terrifying monster...

As she was thinking, the bald man and his men quickly surrounded her. The short-haired woman walked in front and asked urgently, "How did it go? Did you win or lose?"

"A draw," Jiang Mian replied.

"A tie..." The bald man's eyes lit up. "So, you also got two participation prizes?"

"I guess so." Jiang Mian hadn't paid much attention to this, and asked curiously, "But what does 'also' mean?"

If I remember correctly, he was the only one who participated in the mirror game; there was no one standing in front of the other two blue mirrors.

Jiang Rou was about to explain when the tall, thin man opposite her spoke first: "The photographer couldn't get out of the mirror's reflection in time and was forcibly pulled into the game. Fortunately, it was a close call, and he also got a draw."

Jiang Mian was taken aback, her expression strange.

To be honest, the setup was quite meticulous... but the problem is that the photographer was so far away from the mirror at the time, even if he wanted to play rock-paper-scissors, he wouldn't have been able to see the mirror image's movements, so how could it end in a tie?

Could it be that you can get a draw just by standing in front of a mirror without moving?

He inwardly scoffed, thinking it was just a "unique feature" of the haunted house, and his interest waned immediately. However, not wanting to spoil the fun, he earnestly suggested:

"Since this game is so easy to draw, why don't you all participate? There are two participation prizes, why not take them? If everyone pools their money, maybe we can exchange them for the walkthrough from the green mirror."

Although the term "method to clear the level" sounded a bit strange, no one paid any attention to it. The tall, thin man shook his head and said, "The blue mirror only appears for five minutes each time. It's too late to play now."

"Since you knew the blue mirror would only appear for five minutes, you should have gone and played games with the other two mirrors instead."

Jiang Mian gave him a strange look. "Didn't you say that we don't have much time? If we don't find a way to pass the level as soon as possible, we might end up like those people in the video, all of us eliminated in less than two hours?"

He wasn't a pressure teammate, he just couldn't understand what these people were thinking. If they wanted to clear the level and get the rewards, how could they do it without working together?

The tall, thin man looked somewhat uneasy, and the others also looked away. They knew, of course, that they had to put in the effort to survive in the restricted area, but this was risking their lives. If they had a choice, they would rather risk other people's lives first.

As the atmosphere became slightly tense, Zhang Yang, who hadn't said much, quickly stepped in to smooth things over:

"We're all in this together now, so let's not distinguish between you and me. Let's try to get some information from the green mirror first."

"That's true, business is more important."

Everyone agreed, and in a few words, they quickly moved on from what had just happened and walked together toward the green mirror with a missing corner.

Jiang Mian didn't speak, but frowned and glanced at Zhang Yang's retreating figure. Jiang Rou, who was beside him, keenly noticed this and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, Mr. Jiang Mian?"

Jiang Mian hesitated for a moment, thinking that the two of them were now friends, so she didn't hide anything and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, I just feel uncomfortable with this reporter."

"What he just said was really uncomfortable," Jiang Rou snorted, her face showing resentment.

Saying things like "we're all in this together, don't distinguish between you and me" is just a way of telling Mr. Jiang Mian to take the risk alone, isn't it?

However, she didn't seem to have the right to criticize others... Thinking that she wasn't much better herself, Jiang Rou's cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head somewhat embarrassed.

Oh no, could this girl really like me? Why does she blush even when we're just whispering to each other?

Jiang Mian had a bit of a headache, and said tactfully, "I'm not saying what he said made me uncomfortable, it's just that he is... do you understand what I mean?"

He paused, then sighed, "I thought he looked quite kind when we were outside..."

Jiang Rou felt a chill run down her spine.

She knew that in Mr. Jiang Mian's mind, he still lived in the world two hundred years ago, a world without forbidden zones or monsters. Even if he occasionally noticed something unusual, he would force himself to process it, such as treating the corpses in the City of the Dead as living people.

In other words, Mr. Jiang Mian was actually rather oblivious to those less obvious anomalies.

But now, Mr. Jiang Mian, who is usually slow to notice, actually says that Zhang Yang makes him feel uncomfortable...

Jiang Rou trusted Jiang Mian's intuition. He felt uncomfortable not because he had any prejudice against Zhang Yang, but because of some change in the other person that made him feel disgusted.

So... what kind of change will it be?

etc--

Jiang Rou pondered for a moment, then suddenly caught her breath and a possibility occurred to her.

Could it be... that Zhang Yang is the inhuman being who infiltrated the team?