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Wu Qiong woke up in the middle of the night with a sneeze. The surroundings felt chilly, probably because he was sleeping on the sofa.

The screaming value in the corner of his eye was actually jumping!?

"..." I'm online? But this scream seems to be rising a little too slowly! " The screech value above his head had risen by only 16 points.

One person had a screech value of 0.1. Even if it was 16 points, there would still be 160 people. It was a bit too little.

It is worth noting that the immediate benefits of filming, in addition to the amount of screams reaped from the terrified audience, include experience for both Ice and Brightling.

[Actor: Mingxiu didn't cooperate]

[Level: 1 EXP: 67%]

[Actor: Icemist]

[Level: 1 EXP: 21%]

After filming, they would gain experience. However, this experience seemed to be related to how much of their role was played. Most of the scenes in "Tenant" were filmed by Ming Wan.

Xiang Bing herself was not even considered a qualified actress, and her talent for reciting words did not play a role in the filming.

As for his Stats Window, it seemed to have undergone some changes as well.

"Host: Wu Qiong"

[Scream Points: 16]

[Scream level: 0 EXP: 2%]

[Shooting: 1]

[Skill: None]

[Personal Tools Library: Not Unfurled]

"Host unlocked: Sense Mode"

"If this is really a game, then my leveling speed is really like a turtle's crawl." Wu Qiong sniffed before he suddenly sneezed again. In the middle of the night, it was unknown who 'missed' him.

Wu Qiong was still worried that he wouldn't be able to fall asleep again. Not only was it 5 million in debt, but it was also related to Mingxiu's side quest. That was a matter of life and death.

Wu Qiong had never really chased after a girl before.

To Wu Qiong, the topic of love was simply too distant and huge. Before his rebirth, he was just a person at the bottom of the ladder to get food and drinks.

The only thing he could do now was to do the same as other couples, bringing Ming Wan out on a date, eating and watching movies, and going through the 'dating process' once more.

The system's bloody characters were pulsing weakly in the corner of his eyes. Wu Qiong felt his mind was in a mess, bored and bored. He suddenly remembered that he still had a side quest that he had yet to complete.

[Sub Mission: Soul Summoner In the middle of the night, there was a faint sound of crying coming from the floor. Should he put his ear to it and listen carefully? Time Limit: Infinite Time, Difficulty: One star failure penalty:?]

He took a deep breath. Some of them abandoned themselves in the dark to reach for the panel, manually confirming the start of the task.

"The side quest [Soul Summoner] has begun. Host, please complete the quest quickly!"

Wu Qiong suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blow against his back and down his neck, causing his spirit to shudder. Regret over the shamelessness of his own hands faintly appeared in his heart.

It was just after three in the morning. All he could hear was the light and even breathing in his bedroom.

"Is there any faint crying on the floor?" Although he was not alone, the loneliness and darkness around him still made him feel a sense of oppression. He felt as if the moment he pressed accept, he had instantly stepped into another gloomy and lifeless space, and even the breathing of the person sleeping in the bedroom seemed to be stopped by a layer of barrier that blocked him even though he was thousands of miles away.

As he stuck himself to the floor, the coldness felt like it was wrapping itself around his ears and face. Wu Qiong was extremely nervous.

"Wuwuwu …" It sounded like the sound of the wind, like the cries of cats, but also like the cries of humans. More importantly, it sounded like an illusion. Wu Qiong couldn't help but raise his ears, unable to hear anything.

This crying could only be heard by sticking close to the floor. Just what had happened downstairs? It was three in the morning.

Wu Qiong walked down the stairs alone with a dim light on his flashlight.

From the third floor to the second floor, Wu Qiong's cautious footsteps echoed in the corridor. A layer of mist seemed to cover the dim lighting in front of them.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Qiong didn't knock on the door. Instead, he placed his ear against it.

There was a sound.

The woman's soft cries were intermittent. She seemed to be in pain, sometimes crying softly, sometimes screaming, sometimes dragging her tone.

There was also the sound of creaking, which was in perfect harmony with the drawl of the woman's voice.

In the end, Wu Qiong could even hear the man's low growl.

At three in the morning, there was no end to life and no end to movement.

Wu Qiong's eyes widened to the point where he almost choked on his saliva. He hastily pricked up his ears, muttering 'Don't listen to me! Don't be rude!', yet his heart felt like it was scratching a cat. He hurriedly shook his head to clear his head.

The System should not be so bored. Furthermore, the noise that came from the floor earlier was not as loud, faint and eerie. It was not something that could be produced by a 'person'.

When they reached the first floor, the faint sounds of crying could be heard clearly.

It came from the ground floor, like the cries of a little girl, light and oppressive, pounding on Wu Qiong's fragile heart, the narrow corridor like the maw of a monster, the cold wind blowing up from the lonely space, the flashlight green light being swallowed up so that nothing could be seen below.

Wu Qiong even had an illusion.

Maybe the basement itself was some monster that had eaten a little girl.

Then the little girl, who had not yet been digested by the monster, began to cry in despair, waiting for help in the darkness. Or maybe the little girl had already been digested and the only thing that could not be wrapped around was the ghost's sad thoughts.

With no time limit on the mission, Wu Qiong could just turn and leave. Although the penalty for failure was still unknown, it wouldn't be as fatal as for the main mission.

But in the end, Wu Qiong didn't turn around. Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he quietly walked down.

The black passageway was truly like the esophagus of a monster. Wu Qiong felt that he was seeing things, but he couldn't believe that the walls were squirming weakly.

As the sound of crying got closer and closer, the light from the flashlight could not dispel the darkness at all. The deeper they went, the colder it became, every single pore on Wu Qiong's body felt like they were being eroded. He even breathed out white mist from his mouth.

He finally stepped into the narrow basement. The faint sound of footsteps echoed in this desolate space. Wu Qiong felt that he had been cut off from the rest of the world, and the crying stopped abruptly.

In the dark space filled with junk, the cold air was as thick as matter, and all that could be seen was the blurry shadow of the junk.

The light of the flashlight followed the source of the cry.

A blurry little figure appeared...