I started on a rocking horse and relied on watching ads to dominate the highway survival charts.

Huo Yunzhi looked around and realized that players who understood this instance probably wouldn't even know how they died.

"How many of those rules did you memorize?"

Huo Yunzhi remembered that when she went to the Qiao family's old house, Shen Chilie and Qin Yuanshan... so she asked a question out of concern.

"I didn't remember a single one," Shen Chilie replied quickly. "But I took a picture of it. Although I can't send the message, the picture is still saved in the chat history."

Huo Yunzhi gave him a thumbs up.

At this moment, several exclamations came from around the stage as four clusters of fire appeared one after another, and the surrounding lights went out one by one, cutting off the noise of the players.

Everyone's vision turned pitch black, and the stage fell completely silent.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, three drumbeats sounded from the Supreme Palace, followed by the lights around the stage lighting up again, and the ethereal sound of gongs came from backstage as the red velvet curtain slowly opened.

The area below the stage was a sea of ​​crimson, with countless pieces of flesh and unidentified organs exploding in all directions from the center of the mahogany stool, blooming into several eerie red flowers on the ground.

The air was instantly filled with the stench of blood.

Upon seeing this, several players with weak mental fortitude immediately vomited.

Shen Chilie shielded Huo Yunzhi behind him, while he himself was soaked in blood.

"Be careful, those sounds weren't drums." Shen Chilie immediately realized something was wrong: "It was the sound of several people who sat down exploding the moment the lights went out."

"It must have triggered some kind of vengeful spirit mechanism, or violated the rules of the service area. For example..."

After Huo Yunzhi finished speaking, as if she had thought of something, she and Shen Chilie exchanged a glance and said in unison, "We're sitting in the wrong seats."

Several other players also realized this and shouted their discovery aloud.

After understanding the reason, the players' panic subsided a little.

Some players even felt a strong sense of smug satisfaction after calming down.

Huo Yunzhi quickly identified several players who, like her, had heard the hidden rules based on the expressions of the others.

These people are also key targets for vigilance in this service area.

"Wait!" a young man in a leather jacket suddenly shouted, pointing at the stage, "There's another person over there!"

Huo Yunzhi looked in the direction he pointed and saw a person sitting on a mahogany stool in the corner, staring blankly at the blood on the ground with a pale face.

"Is...is it a ghost?" one player asked tremblingly.

"It must be him! Let's all work together to take him down!" Some players were also trying to take advantage of the chaos and kill more players to split the rewards.

But Huo Yunzhi knew very well that this service area was obviously like the Lijing Hotel, and too many player deaths would not be a good thing.

So she and Shen Chilie tacitly stepped between the two sides and said, "Stop!"

"You think you can just tell me to stop and I'll stop?! Who do you think you are...?"

Before the player who was shouting could finish speaking, a Crimson Lotus Musket was pressed against his throat.

I said stop.

The invisible intimidation emanating from Huo Yunzhi, along with the cannon held by Shen Chilie, calmed the others down. Even the few who had initially been shouting and causing trouble lost all will to argue further, and reluctantly put down their weapons.

"This girl is right. That person was definitely not a vengeful ghost. He followed me in. I remember it very clearly."

A young woman wearing a blue scarf came out and stood beside Huo Yunzhi.

"But everyone else died, and he was the only one who survived. There has to be some explanation for that."

"Of course it's because they sat in the right place."

The woman in the blue scarf waved the ticket, now just a stub: "None of you have paid attention, have you? The rules for this service area are written on the ticket."

"What?!"

The players were shocked and began to examine their ticket stubs repeatedly.

There's nothing there!

"It's already burned down." The boy in the leather jacket scoffed. "It's a bit too late to only think of checking now."

"What?! What do we do then?! Do you guys even remember the rules? Tell me now!"

"I don't remember." The boy in the leather jacket seemed to have nothing to lose, and he even pointed at a few players like a rooster pointing at people: "Even if I remembered, I wouldn't tell you guys."

"Why should I?!" The people who were called out immediately lost their composure.

The boy in the leather jacket rolled his eyes, walked past them without even glancing at them, and went to Huo Yunzhi's side.

He reached out and greeted Huo Yunzhi: "Hello, Miss Crayon, I am the Jianwen Emperor on the run."

"How do you know me?" Huo Yunzhi asked warily, not reaching out to take his hand.

"Don't be so wary."

While on the run, Emperor Jianwen gently scratched his cheek with the index finger of his other hand: "My personal skill can predict daily fortune and key figures and items."

As he spoke, the fleeing Emperor Jianwen pointed to the Red Lotus Fire Spear in Huo Yunzhi's hand.

Huo Yunzhi looked at him with some skepticism, then put away the Red Lotus Fire Spear and took his hand.

"This must be Iron Wolf, right?"

After shaking hands with Huo Yunzhi, Emperor Jianwen's gaze fell on Shen Chilie: "I bought some weapons from you a couple of days ago, do you remember?"

"It's you."

Shen Chilie recalled that day when he had just come out of the Qiao Family Compound instance and this person placed a large order with him.

"Did you get the ticket to this service area that day?"

"Indeed," Emperor Jianwen sighed, "I thought it was some kind of wonderful place, and I hadn't even used my skill that day yet, but then the prediction came back... Good heavens!"

"You don't want to come? Then why not sell it or throw it away?" The woman with the blue scarf was puzzled.

"I can't throw it away!" Emperor Jianwen looked at her: "Well..."

"I wholeheartedly endorse aged tangerine peel and white tea."

Huo Yunzhi turned her head slightly to look over.

Unexpectedly, I ran into an "old acquaintance" from the world channel again.

Emperor Jianwen spent a full five minutes recounting how he unexpectedly obtained the ticket and how he was devastated by the numerous methods he tried to use to get rid of it.

Finally, he tilted his head and looked at the person sitting in the seat: "Brother, did you have the same experience? You look terrified, you probably didn't come here voluntarily, right?"

The person sitting in the seat heard someone call his name, so he slowly raised his head and coughed lightly twice.

Huo Yunzhi then realized that the man's pale face wasn't due to being frightened, but rather because he seemed to be unwell.

The man stood up and walked over to Huo Yunzhi and the other three: "Ahem, I'm about the same."

After speaking, he nodded slightly to Huo Yunzhi and Shen Chilie: "Thank you both for your help earlier. By the way, my ID is White Rabbit Milk Candy, and I'm quite active on the world channel. Someone should have seen me speak there?"