Haunted House.
A place that, for most people, doesn't exist in reality.
It's rather absurd that the vast majority of visitors to haunted houses aren't actually there to see ghosts.
This strange psychology, reminiscent of Lord Ye's professed love for dragons, was truly quite nuanced.
Perhaps it's precisely because they know it's all fake, like a dream from which you'll eventually wake, that they can immerse themselves in the transient fear and experience a rare thrill and sense of wonder.
But to think like that makes it feel like a shortcut to Hell, much like the Chef Demon competition.
Within the gloomy haunted house, Huai Shi looked around calmly, his mind still free to wander with random thoughts. Despite its artificiality, the atmosphere gave him a precious sense of familiarity, as if he had entered a cozy inn designed for complete relaxation.
But it was not, in fact, an inn. It was a hospital.
