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If tourists can snatch the Sequence Amusement Park Card and wristbands, then these Anomalous Entities can too, because they are also tourists.
Meanwhile, Yelai was unaware of the incident at the amusement park entrance caused by his kind explanation. He was holding a map, heading towards the attraction labeled "Carousel."
Suddenly, a chilling scream erupted.
Yelai and the passing tourists stopped in their tracks, gazing towards a foreboding structure on their right—a house that resembled an Unknown Horror. The sound emanated from within. Although it was called a house, it was quite large, resembling a small castle. A wooden sign hung on its facade, and as Yelai looked closer, he read the words: Haunted House.
This was the Haunted House attraction at Sequence Amusement Park.
Despite Xu Min's information indicating that the content of the attractions changed daily and could not be referenced, Yelai decided to abandon any thought of entering the Haunted House without hesitation.
There was no other reason. In the Human Realm, Haunted Houses were always the most terrifying attractions; how much more so would it be in Sequence Amusement Park? It was undoubtedly extremely dangerous. He was there to resolve his own side effects, not to endanger himself.
After just a glance, Yelai continued towards the Carousel.
Around him, many tourists—both humans and Anomalous Entities—seemed to share his sentiment, completely ignoring the Haunted House as they headed towards other attractions. Only one Anomalous Entity with a stubborn disposition chose to enter the Haunted House. Just a few minutes later, a chilling scream echoed from within.
Listening closely, it became clear that the scream belonged to that very Anomalous Entity.
After a journey of an hour, Yelai arrived at the carousel.
"Roar!!"
"Ah!!!!!! Help, help me!"
"What the hell! Is this a joke? This is a carousel?"
Like every other amusement ride, the carousel was emitting screams, but compared to the Haunted House, Yelai's attention was not on the screams; he was fixated on the carousel.
He watched as it spun faster than a centrifuge. Instinctively, Yelai glanced at the rules written on the map in his hand regarding the carousel.
"Choose one of the horses on the carousel to ride and endure for an hour to finish the ride."
At first glance, the rule seemed simple.
But Yelai knew it couldn't be that easy.
Choice?
Yelai's gaze fell on the word "choice" in the rules, realizing that the danger of the carousel likely began with deciding which horse to ride.
As he pondered what dangers awaited him by getting on the carousel, he noticed that the high-speed spinning was gradually slowing down. Clearly, the previous group of riders had completed their turn on the carousel.
Suddenly, all the guests preparing to participate in the carousel turned their attention toward it, becoming wary of those remaining in the area.
Including Yelai, to the other guests, those around them were not companions or strangers; they were competitors in a life-and-death struggle.
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