Chapter 1743: Chapter 916: Carousel_2

It seems that within the entire Taboo Land, only this large tree shelters humans, while in the depths of the darkness, infinite dangers lurk.

Gou Wa climbed up to the treetop to take a look at the position of the sun, then jumped down and said, "Pick up the pace!"

He didn’t wear a watch, didn’t have a phone, and could only climb up to the treetop to check the time, seemingly adhering to the visitor precaution of "not using tools."

However, there is a clear crisis with the alternation of day and night here, and if one cannot grasp the accurate time, it’s very likely to miss the best chance to escape.

In Taboo Land, day and night transitions are strictly at 6 PM.

They walked over twenty more kilometers, and just as Taboo Land was about to be completely engulfed in darkness, where even dappled sunlight didn’t exist, everyone saw a canyon.

On both sides were towering mountain walls reaching into the clouds, with only a narrow path in the middle for one person to pass through.

This canyon... rather than being formed by tectonic movements, it seemed more like a God had cleaved it open with great power.

Arriving in front of the canyon, they saw carved on the right stone wall: "Fearful for life."

On the left stone wall was carved: "Do not enter this gate."

Gou Wa just glanced at it and kept moving forward, seemingly very familiar with this place.

Someone immediately wanted to follow, but Gou Wa turned around silently and glared back, hinting at the person to keep a distance.

Only then did everyone remember the reminder in the visitor guidelines: after 6 PM, make sure no one comes within 3 meters of you, or else they might not be your companion.

People silently spaced out, walking through this long canyon.

Gradually, the canyon became so dark that they couldn’t see their hands in front of their faces; they could only advance by feeling the stone walls with both hands.

Qing Chen became alert; he couldn’t see anything here either.

Total darkness!

Even after drinking realm camellia, one’s sensitivity to light in limited light sources was only slightly better.

For example, in complete darkness without infrared, even night vision devices wouldn’t work. In some variety shows with dark room escapes, night vision cameras can record because someone adds infrared emitters in the corners, while guests inside the room can’t see anything.

He maximized his hearing, listening to the sounds of every grass and tree, and even... he heard inexplicable brushing sounds and faint laughter on the stone walls on both sides.

The laughter seemed distant, sometimes from one person, sometimes from many people.

...was he starting to hallucinate?

The next moment, someone screamed and quickly approached from behind Qing Chen.

He frowned slightly, pressed his arms against both stone walls with great effort, and leaped up to a height of four meters.

Immediately afterward, footsteps rushed past beneath him, someone running past from behind and colliding with the ’visitor’ ahead.

In this dark and oppressive environment, like dominoes, the person in front was also inexplicably startled, and began to flee as well!

The previous order was gone; everyone was no longer quietly advancing by feeling around, but instead, fleeing with all their might in the darkness, fearing the unknown danger behind would swallow them!

Qing Chen navigated through the canyon, using both hands and feet to move forward in mid-air, catching up with the group. He leaped forward like a frog, each leap over ten meters, before stretching his limbs back out to hold onto the stone walls.

To be honest, despite the canyon’s narrowness aiding momentum, the average person couldn’t achieve what he did.

This canyon was actually providing him a second path.

"What is causing the crisis? Why did the people in the back suddenly start running?" Qing Chen pondered silently, as he hadn’t heard anything.

Strange.

Could it be that fear of each other was causing the panic?

Pure psychological fear?

Soon, a light source emerged from the front of the long canyon, and Qing Chen gently leaped down the stone walls, joining the crowd running out.

Once out of the canyon, everyone was left gasping, exhausted, with Gou Wa glaring at everyone: "Which damn fool messed up the group?"

An older tourist, trembling, stammered: "I heard someone call my name in the darkness behind me! That voice was right by my ear!"

"You idiot, you’ve got auditory hallucinations. I’ve walked this canyon for over twenty years and never encountered anything," Gou Wa panted, equally exhausted.

Qing Chen silently gazed into the distance, where a massive carousel was slowly turning.

That carousel was ten times larger than the ones found in parks.

Stars in shades of blue, orange, and purple twinkled, the entire carousel resembling a bizarre palace.

Yet, the horses on it were painted with eerie black and red patterns, and the central pillar of the carousel bear totem-like black and red markings.

Eerie to the extreme!

Gou Wa silently distanced himself from the others: "Stop spooking yourselves, or back in town, I’ll skin you all... wait, where are the two people?"

Qing Chen had noticed it too.

Initially, like Gou Wa, he thought it was just fear manifesting psychologically, nothing more than people scaring each other.

But now, two people had disappeared.

This indicated that someone truly encountered an unknown terror in that darkness; there’s something in this amusement park that, in a way Qing Chen couldn’t comprehend or hear, took two people away!

In an instant, everyone’s hair stood on end, including Qing Chen’s.

He had never encountered such an unfathomable situation!

He couldn’t see it, couldn’t hear it, what exactly happened?

Gou Wa took a deep breath to calm himself, thoughtfully suggesting a way to circumvent the rules: "Those two idiots must have turned and ran themselves, I’ve walked this path for over twenty years and nothing’s ever happened. Don’t follow their lead, they won’t survive. Remember, don’t run around aimlessly."

Gou Wa led everyone towards the amusement park.

The entrance of the amusement park was a series of turnstiles, exactly like those in a subway station.

However, they had no subway tickets.

Looking at the two-meter-high wall surrounding the amusement park, Qing Chen thought to himself he could just jump over it, but he wasn’t that reckless: everything should be according to the amusement park’s rules; after all, one doesn’t typically climb over walls just to get on a carousel, climbing in might lead to trouble.

He watched as Gou Wa bent down, aligning his eye with the green scanning area of the turnstile.

With a ping, the turnstile spoke in a gentle voice: "Welcome back, Visitor 371932. Enjoy your stay."

If this number represented the number of visitors, then over 370,000 people visited before Gou Wa... lots of thrill-seekers and money-grubbers indeed.

Qing Chen silently mocked himself, wasn’t he one of them too?

The next ’visitor’ imitated the action, moving his eye close to the scanner, but then suddenly stood straight and screamed: "There’s a green eye watching me from inside the turnstile!"

Gou Wa walked over and grabbed the man’s hair, forcing his head closer to the green scan area: "Look carefully, there’s nothing in there."

The tourist was nearly in tears from fear: "There really was... huh, it’s gone?"

Ping!

"Welcome, Visitor 380079, to the amusement park for the first time. Have a pleasant experience."

Qing Chen’s heart tightened. What’s with this amusement park exuding weirdness at every turn?

The commotion left everyone hesitant to scan their eyes for entry, leaving it up to Gou Wa to force them through one by one.

When it was Qing Chen’s turn, he intentionally widened his eyes to inspect the area around the green light scan zone, finding only a device emitting green light for iris scanning, nothing resembling a green eyeball.

Ping!

"Welcome, Visitor 380101, to the amusement park for the first time. Have a pleasant experience."

Qing Chen frowned, glancing at others, only to find them already choosing their wooden horses.

He glanced at the turnstile, then walked over and picked a horse to ride.

The black and red patterns on each horse looked like twisted smiling faces, grinning from the back of the horse’s head at those seated.

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Chapter Three, good night everyone.

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