Even though the people Ian Smith brought looked very indifferent, Jake Johnson still gave them a warm smile from the bottom of his heart!

  Undoubtedly, the people Ian Smith brought were basically well-known players in the haunted house community, possessing decent popularity, and would definitely provide a lot of Fame Points.

  Jake Johnson secretly pumped his fist in celebration, as long as he took care of these people, he wouldn't be far from exchanging for the first amusement facility in the system store!

  "Come, come, come." Jake Johnson beckoned to the people Ian Smith brought, taking out the liability waiver he had prepared long ago.

  "What's the point of signing this thing? What a waste of time!"

  A cry of dissatisfaction came from the crowd!

  The others didn't speak, but expressed their agreement through their eyes and nodding.

  Ian Smith glanced at him and smiled, "Everyone, just sign it, it's just signing a name anyway, won't waste much time!"

  The leader of the haunted house enthusiast group also stepped forward to smooth things over at this time.

  Only then did a group of people reluctantly sign their names on the liability waiver.

  Jake Johnson put away the liability waiver one by one and said, "The Death Shack can only accommodate a maximum of 6 people at a time. There are too many of you, you need to go in batches!"

  "You decide who goes in first!"

  "We'll go in first! We want to see where Ian Smith gets his confidence from, daring to say that this Death Shack is more terrifying than Green Vine Hospital!" A skinny, horse-faced man stood out.

  The horse-faced man picked out five other people from the crowd, quickly gathering a group of six.

  "They are all loyal players of Green Vine Hospital." Ian Smith whispered to Jake Johnson on the side.

  Jake Johnson nodded thoughtfully.

  Green Vine Hospital is a very famous haunted house in Japan, said to be based on real events, and it has even scared tourists to death inside.

  It can be seen that the level of terror is extraordinary.

  "No wonder they look down on the Death Shack." Jake Johnson said with a smile.

  Ian Smith shook his head and said, "They will regret having such thoughts."

  Ian Smith had been to the Death Shack once and didn't want to go a second time.

  He had also been to Green Vine Hospital a few times. It was indeed very terrifying, but not to the point where he would never dare to go in again.

  "Then we Vampire Castle enthusiasts will go in the second wave."

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  On the other side, another six people formed a team.

  Vampire Castle is also a very famous haunted house, designed according to Western mythology. Moreover, what sets this haunted house apart from other haunted houses is that it actually houses many vampire bats that attack people, posing a certain risk!

  These six Vampire Castle enthusiasts in front of him all had some unhealed wounds on their bodies, more or less.

  The people Ian Smith brought, except for the first two teams who purely wanted to stir up trouble, the remaining dozen or so were there to watch the fun. Those who were interested formed a third team and prepared to go in and take a look.

  Those who weren't interested found a place, spread out a picnic cloth, and took out things they brought from home from their bags, playing like they were on a picnic.

  Jake Johnson watched the group of Green Vine Hospital enthusiasts enter the Death Shack and was about to return to the adjacent monitoring room to check on their situation.

  A middle-aged man blocked his path.

  "Hello, my name is Ethan, and I'm the leader of the haunted house enthusiasts group. Can I go with you to see the monitoring?" Ethan extended a very friendly hand.

  Jake Johnson nodded and said, "Anyway, the monitoring room is quite big. If you guys are interested, you can all come and take a look!"

  As soon as he said this, besides Ethan and Ian Smith, a few others also entered the monitoring room.

  The furnishings in the monitoring room were very simple: a long table with a row of computer screens on it. Each screen displayed images transmitted from surveillance cameras.

  The screen clearly showed the six people who had just entered the Death Shack standing blankly in front of the Bone Trail.

  "Haha, they must be stunned by the scene in front of them." Ian Smith laughed.

  Putting aside everything else, the scene layout of the Death Shack is definitely the best of all haunted houses. Whether it's the towering trees rising from the ground, the Bone Trail paved with white bones, or the mummies hanging, it's enough to overwhelm any haunted house.

  Ethan was also surprised and couldn't help but say, "This scene layout took a lot of thought. From this aspect alone, the Death Shack is really quite good."

  The others nodded in agreement.

  "The scene layout is pretty good."

  "No wonder Ian Smith supports the Death Shack so much, it seems there's some truth to it."

  "I wasn't really interested before, but now I really want to go in and take a look."

  Ian Smith smiled faintly, wondering what these people would think if they entered the Death Shack and found that all the props were real, not the fakes they imagined!

  "Why are these people walking so slowly?" Ethan frowned and suddenly said.

  Everyone was stunned and also noticed this extremely strange thing.

  Through the cameras, they could clearly see that the six people in the Death Shack had stepped onto the Bone Trail and were advancing towards the Death Shack.

  The strange thing was that these six people were walking very, very slowly, like snails, wriggling forward.

  And the six people were back to back, confirming that there were no blind spots in their surroundings.

  "That's not right, this isn't Green Vine Hospital, why would they use this method to explore the haunted house?"

  "Look at Mike, his face is starting to turn pale, as if he's been scared by something!"

  "That's not right, there's nothing around, what exactly scared them?"

  A group of people chattered.

  Ethan frowned, also very puzzled.

  "Ian Smith, what scared them?" Someone asked.

  Ian Smith shook his head slightly and said, "Heaven's secrets cannot be revealed, but I can tell you a little bit, they were scared by the props used to set the scene!"

  "If you don't want to say, just don't say it, why use such a clumsy excuse to deceive us?" That person chuckled, obviously not believing Ian Smith's statement.

  They weren't ordinary people, they were experienced players who had played in countless haunted houses, how could they be scared by just a few props?

  Ethan looked solemn, staring intently at the Bone Trail and the mummies.

  He believed that Ian Smith was not a liar.

  If he said there was a problem with the props, then there must be a problem with the props!

  But Ethan looked and looked, thought and thought, and couldn't figure out what was so special about the props in the Death Shack besides being somewhat realistic?

  What exactly is going on!

  A plain and ordinary road, yet it makes six battle-hardened haunted house veterans so cautious.