Lonelytree

  Millman97

  Chen Ge thought back to when he drew Zhang Ya. At the time, he had still been ignorant about the different between a normal Specter and a Red Specter. Because of his blind courage, he had used his sincerity to slowly calm Zhang Ya down.

  After his title leveled up, more out of control things might happen, and this was what Chen Ge refused to see.

  Chen Ge was rather interested. He looked at the Wheel of Misfortune on screen and slowly raised his finger. If he was being serious, the Wheel of Misfortune was a very important feature provided by the black phone. Zhang Ya, Xu Yin, and Yan Danian—the three Specters that he had won from it—had been immensely helpful to Chen Ge. Without them, Chen Ge would not have survived until this day.

  Although he had obtained the black phone quite some time ago, the things that he had won from it were either Specters or items related to Specters. This was rather discomforting to him.

  From the lack of sleep, Chen Ge’s head was heavy.

  Chen Ge lit a cigarette and walked around his Haunted House. He had done everything that he could to get something good from the wheel. He had tried to make the draw during noon or during dawn, and he had tried biking to somewhere one or two kilometers away from the park, but reality proved that those efforts were rather useless.

  After some consideration, Chen Ge abandoned that plan.

  He entered the underground scenario and planned to combine the powers of both the Pen Spirit and the Weeping Statue to see whether he would win another Specter. Pushing the door to the female dormitory open, Chen Ge saw the ballpoint pen that was covered with plastic tape drawing circles on the paper out of boredom.

  “Long time no see.” Probably spooked by Chen Ge, the pen toppled over and rolled away from Chen Ge.

  “Why are you running? I have something important to ask you.” Chen Ge gripped the pen and asked whether he would win a Specter from the Wheel. To his surprise, he was halfway through his question when the Pen Spirit should the sign of collapsing. He immediately stopped. Then he tried the same question with the statue. The result was the same. As long as it involved the black phone, the powers of those ghosts would go on a rampage.

  Unable to cheat, Chen Ge stopped hesitating. He entered the toilet to wash his hands and ran into the bus. When he calmed down fully, he clicked the wheel on the phone.

  As the wheel slowed down, Chen Ge’s heart raced. The screams that he had gathered were enough for him to play the wheel five times. If he did not win a Specter, he would continue until he ran out of resources. With a click, the wheel stopped as did the needle.

  “Congratulations for winning the item—Invitation to the Cursed Game (Chance of Winning: 1/100).

  “Invitation to the Cursed Game: Curses and deaths both play their role at this hospital. No one knows where the limit of humanity is.”


  Chen Ge read it many times to confirm that he did not win a Specter.

  Sitting on the bus, Chen Ge felt the bus could bring him good luck.

  Chen Ge sighed in relief and turned the wheel again. The needle slowly stopped, and with Chen Ge watching, a new message popped up on-screen.

  “Congratulations, Specters’ Favored, for winning the rare item—Phone Number That Is Kissed by the Dead (Chance of Winning: 5/1000)!

  “The police discovered that, before they died, every victim called this number.

  “Fourth win of a baleful Specter! Congratulations, user. When you win the fifth Specter, your title will automatically be upgraded!”


  When Chen Ge saw the phone addressing him with his title, Specters’ Favored, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

  Chen Ge looked at his hands in shock. He had won another Specter. To be honest, he was rather afraid of himself already.

  Several minutes later, Chen Ge calmed down and leaned back in the seat.

  The changes that might happen after the title upgraded were an unknown.

  With that thought, Chen Ge put the black phone away.

  Chen Ge headed to the Prop Room. He found two things inside the wooden box left behind by his parents. A piece of crumpled paper with a phone number written on it. It started with 010 and ended with 000.

  “This note looks like it has been tightly gripped in someone’s grasp before. Was it a struggle before death? Why is this number called a number that is kissed by the dead? Will I meet a Red Specter if I call this number?”


  The theme park would be opening soon. Chen Ge planned to try it when the park closed. He folded the paper and put it inside his pocket. He turned to look at the other object. It was a booking form with the seal of Xin Hai Central Hospital. Details like the room number, booking fee, and name were all empty, but in the box for the date, several numbers were written in bright red ink with slanted handwriting.