Naturally, it was impossible to withdraw from shooting. Song Wennuan took out the pre-signed contract and pointed to the clause that mentioned the compensation for breaking the contract, and Old Liang retreated silently. He swore from the bottom of his heart, he was unable to pay ten million yuan!
Song Rui took out a form and said calmly, “Because everyone has raised strong doubts about Fan Jialuo’s performance, we will have him go last today, so that all of you can see him. Are there any objections?”
“Not at all.” “Harry Potter” was the first to answer. He was afraid that the crew would have Fan Jialuo go first. What would the difference be between that and closed filming?
“Fan Jialuo will be last, so He Jinglian will be second to last. He Jinglian, do you have a problem with that?”
“I don’t object, I definitely want to be ranked with Mr. Fan.” He Jinglian breathed a sigh of relief.
“Then I’ll arrange the order for the rest of you. Are there any objections?”
“No.” Everyone shook their heads.
“The first person is…” Song Rui read down the table one by one. Before the group of people who previously made a fuss could react, Ding Puhang had already raised his hand. With a malicious smile, he deliberately raised his voice to ask, “Dr. Song, on what basis did you order us?”
Song Rui glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up. “Naturally, it’s according to strength. The weak ones are at the beginning, while the strong ones are at the end. Why, is there a problem? As far as I know, this is normal for shows.”
Ding Puhang shook his head with a smile. “I have no objections, the strongest should indeed be the finale.”
The four people who had been the noisiest were first, second, third, and fourth in the order, and they flushed with anger. They knew that the cameras were rolling, and what Song Rui did was essentially slapping them hard in front of millions of viewers, mocking them for their incompetence!
“You…” Harry Potter wanted to protest, but Song Rui cut off his words casually, “If you want to prove yourself, then it’s useless to rely on your mouth. I will stand aside and watch. I look forward to your excellent performance.”
“Go ahead and make a scene. The more incompetent people make a fuss, the louder the audience’s ridicule will be. You guys have worked really hard for the show’s ratings, so I have to thank you!” Song Wennuan said with a smile.
The Harry Potter quartet finally calmed down and clenched their fists, making up their minds to fight hard.
Seeing their slightly distorted expressions, bitterness welled up in Old Liang’s heart. He was really old and confused. Why did he bring this group of rabble into Ziwei Palace? Would this help or sabotage them? Later, he must follow the entire process closely, lest these people tore down the palace that had stood for thousands of years!
Without the voices of opposition, the test finally began. Song Wennuan asked the other contestants to wait on the spot, and then led the first contestant up the seemingly endless steps made of flawless white jade. After climbing for five or six minutes, the group came to a flat open space while panting. Song Wennuan paused for a moment and adjusted her breathing before pointing to a golden plaque above their heads. She said, “This is the site for our test. Sense it, and tell us what you’ve observed.” There were four characters written on the plaque—Huang Jian You Ji
The first contestant, “Harry Potter,” usually didn’t exercise, and propped his hands on his knees for a while to catch his breath. He had never climbed to such a high place, so he guessed that this place should be very large. However, guesses were only guesses, and assistance was limited. If he wanted to stand out and return the slap from just now, he could only rely on strength!
Thinking of this, he stretched out his arms and slowly spun in a circle, trying his best to sense everything around him.
Everyone was panting, and Song Rui was the only one who stood to the side with steady breathing and a calm expression. In order to become the top predator in the natural world, he had exercised his body in a harsh manner, so his endurance far exceeded that of ordinary people.
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However, Song Rui didn’t feel any discomfort. With light steps, he slowly walked towards the raised royal thorne, gazing at it. He had no intention of sitting on it, because he was not interested in power at all, but at this moment, he suddenly turned and looked around. His eyes, which were covered by his glasses, let out a sharp light.
It was as if someone was staring at him just now with a gaze full of malice and killing intent!
“What’s the matter Dr. Song?” Old Liang, who had followed him in, pulled him and whispered, “Don’t stay here for too long. Be careful of fainting from the miasma.” There was no need for the psychics, as he had automatically attributed the illnesses of several of his colleagues to the inhalation of miasma.
“It’s okay, I’ll just take a look.” Song Rui followed Old Liang to a more ventilated area. Once he left the throne, the feeling of being watched disappeared. This palace was really interesting!
At this time, “Harry Potter” had finished sensing and slowly said, “This is a very old building, which is made of wood.”
Old Liang said quietly, “That’s right, the smell of rotting wood is so strong that even a fool could tell.”
Harry Potter: “It’s huge!”
Old Liang continued to pick apart his words, “After climbing so many steps, could it be small?”
“It has a long history. I think it should be a palace.”
“It covers a large area, it’s old, it’s made of wood, and has a few hundred meters of steps. If it’s not a palace, what else could it be? This is all pure logic, right?
Song Wennuan, who stood between the two of them and could clearly hear their words back and forth: …
Old Man Liang, so you not only pick apart my words, but you also pick apart everyone else’s? Then I’ll call you a dismantling expert, do you have any objections?
Song Rui smiled and nodded, indicating that he fully agreed with Old Liang’s words.
“Harry Potter” was a little embarrassed, but he couldn’t stop now, so he could only close his eyes and feel his way inside. After crossing the high threshold, he gradually approached the throne, rambling, “There is a strong aura here, from far in the past. I can sense it, I’m getting closer and closer to it, what is this? Stairs? There are stairs in the building?” He climbed up step by step, and finally touched the throne that had not decayed after thousands of years, freezing. “A stool? A stool on a high platform? A palace?”
He seemed to have thought of something, but before he could open his mouth to voice it, an extremely strong stabbing pain hit his temple, causing him to let out a harsh scream. He clutched his head and rolled down from the throne, his voice full of fear and helplessness. “My, my head, it’s about to explode! Quick, help me out! Get me out of here!”
He didn’t have time to pull off the blindfold, and crawled out of the room as fast as he could. His legs scrambled along the ground haphazardly, and his hands scratched around like a lizard that was seriously injured and dying, but unable to find a way out. The staff rushed forward to help, and as soon as he was dragged outside the hall, he fell to the ground and vomited, his wretched appearance exactly the same as the restorers who previously fell ill.
Old Liang, who had been busy picking apart his act, opened his mouth at this time, but was speechless!
“What’s wrong with you, are you okay? Where are the doctors and nurses? Call them over here quickly!” Song Wennuan shouted. Since He Jinglian’s inexplicable accident, she had hired a medical team, providing them a high salary.
The group of medical staff ran up the steps with a first aid kit, and before they had time to catch their breath, they began to remove Harry Potter’s blindfold, taking his blood pressure, testing his pulse, and repeatedly asking about his condition. Although he had regained his sight, he simply didn’t have the energy to check his surrounding environment. He just vomited blindly, and after throwing up, he was close to fainting. He said in a daze, “There are a lot of needles in my brain! For a moment, I felt like my head was about to explode!”
“Send him to the hospital, quickly!” Song Wennuan urged sharply.
“No, I’m not leaving. I feel much better after throwing up. I’m going to stay to see Fan Jialuo’s performance.” Harry Potter seemed to have a grudge against Fan Jialuo, but it was unknown what deep hatred they had secretly.
The medical staff reported, “His pulse and blood pressure have stabilized, and he seems to be in a good condition currently. We’ll take him aside and apply an ice pack to see if he’ll get any relief.”
“Is it really okay? You have to check him carefully!” Song Wennuan repeatedly confirmed.
“At present, his physical condition is normal, but since he has a headache, we still recommend that he goes to a large hospital for a CT scan. However, he vomited a lot, so we should wait for a bit before moving him.”
“Then take him aside and be careful!” Song Wennuan said with a worried frown, “We just started filming and someone has already had an accident, how about we stop recording?”
Fearing that a larger incident would happen, Old Liang naturally nodded his head and agreed, but when he went down and asked, all of the participants disagreed. Yuan Zhongzhou and the others didn’t want to miss it because they knew what a remarkable place they had come to, while the other three participants firmly believed that this was an excuse made by the production crew in order to prevent Fan Jialuo from revealing himself. The accident didn’t happen too early nor too late, and only happened after agreeing to let everyone watch the recording. Wasn’t this too coincidental? Who would believe it?
“We are willing to sign a waiver for our lives and deaths, but the show must be recorded!” The second contestant’s words were approved by everyone except Fan Jialuo, who wandered away from the crowd silently. His toes pointed in the direction of Jinluan Hall from the beginning, as if he was attracted by something.
“Damn it, you guys just have to go against me today, huh?” Song Wennuan pinched her headset and shouted angrily, “Bring the waivers!” As a treacherous businesswoman who lived for entertaining her audience, how could she not have prepared this type of waiver?
The hands of everyone were led to the Party A line by the staff, and they signed their names one after another and left their red fingerprints. Then the second participant climbed up the steps and entered Jinluan Hall. Five minutes later, he was hurriedly carried out by the staff. As soon as he was placed on the stretcher, he turned over and threw up, and then clutched his head and shouted in pain. However, the strange thing was that no matter how the medical staff checked him, his physical data was normal.
Old Liang was so frightened that his face paled, and he sat on the steps and muttered in a daze, “How could this happen? Is it not miasma?” He had also followed them in several times, and he was the oldest with the worst physique. If there was something wrong, he should be the first to have an accident.
Song Rui wanted to sit down beside him, but his gaze locked onto Fan Jialuo, who was far below the current step. He looked down at his elaborate outfit, and could only choose to stand. He whispered, “Old Liang, the miasma should be incorrect.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the two cameramen responsible for following “Harry Potter” and the second contestant unexpectedly also lay down. Their heads were throbbing with pain and they also felt nauseous, but more serious symptoms hadn’t yet appeared. Looking at them, the miasma theory seemed a bit reasonable.
With so many people laying down one after another, Song Wennuan also panicked. She took her phone to a secluded corner to make a call. When she came back, she gritted her teeth and said, “Continue shooting!”
Alright, there was an order from the top, so let’s continue to shoot! The busy staff had no choice but to bring participant no. 3 to the front of the hall. As usual, he entered vertically and came out horizontally. He didn’t vomit or faint, but he was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of water.
“There is an energy field enveloping this place. The energy is very violent, like countless steel knives, and can shatter anyone who gets close to it! It won’t shatter one’s body, but one’s soul! Don’t shoot anymore, or it will kill someone!” The third contestant held the hands of the medical staff and shouted with his last ounce of strength.
Old Liang and the group of professors looked at him with pale faces. Their original reverence and faith in science were now a bit shaky. After going in and out several times, in fact, they could gradually feel the sensation of being stabbed in their brains by needles. The closer they went to the throne, the more intense the feeling. This was definitely not a symptom that miasma and poisonous gas could achieve.
However, this kind of pain was too trivial for Song Rui, who was constantly torn apart by the desire for destruction. While everyone sat on the ground panting like dead dogs, he stood with his hands in his pockets and calmly faced the breeze, looking into the distance at the lofty imperial city. Fan Jialuo at the bottom of the steps had the exact same standing posture as him. Although he was blindfolded, he seemed to be able to enjoy the magnificent view overlooking the waves.
The fourth participant was a bit stronger, and was also attracted to the royal throne, but collapsed in an embarrassing manner. He didn’t vomit, but was very dizzy. He stumbled out by himself, tore off the blindfold, and surveyed his surroundings incredulously.
The fifth participant, Ding Puhang, walked slowly to the front of the hall. In a calm manner, he proceeded to say shamefully, “I am afraid of death, so I will not go in. This is Jinluan Hall of Ziwei Palace, right?” Before Song Wennuan could respond, he ripped off his own blindfold and quickly backed away.
Through his mind reading, he already knew what would happen to anyone who stepped into the hall. If it was serious, he would faint, and if it was light, he would have a splitting headache. Even if he was given a million yuan, he wouldn’t dare to try.
Ah Huo sniffed in front of the hall, and said in a trembling voice, “The smell of death is very thick, much stronger than what I smelled when I was six years old! Countless people have been buried here!”
Instead of tearing apart his words, Old Liang nodded his head in a rare manner and said in Song Wennuan’s ear, “Yes, many people have died here! Emperor Hui alone killed more than a hundred people that time, and it can be said that blood flowed like a river.”
Ah Huo waved his head and said, “I don’t want to go in. It’s the first time I’ve smelled such a strong scent of death. I’m afraid hell is just like this.”
“You don’t have to go in, it’s your choice.” Song Rui glanced at Old Liang and slowly analyzed, “The stronger the contestant, the stronger their perception of danger. Just as an ant cannot see the abyss that is close at hand, while a human will know at a glance.”
The Harry Potter quartet, whom he compared to ants: …
Mmp, we are still here, can’t you speak a little quieter?
Zhu Xiya kowtowed in front of the hall, but also refused to enter when she was done. She said bluntly, “It’s a curse, and it’s existed for thousands of years, with no one unable to undo it! I can’t even detect its source! Once I make contact with it, I will be targeted by it, and no matter how far it is from me, it will eventually kill me! Everyone who has ever entered the hall is under the spell, and it is their destiny to go mad and die! I advise you to hurry home, eat something good, play around, and cherish the little time you have left.”
“She, she’s not serious, right?” The dismantling expert Old Liang couldn’t even speak at this moment.
“She’s probably…serious.” Song Rui sucked in a deep breath, startling the other scholars into sweating profusely.
The calmest person was Old Lu, who had the weakest heart. He looked at the three people who were still waiting at the bottom of the steps and comforted them, “Don’t panic, Mr. Fan will definitely have a solution. Let’s wait for Mr. Fan to come and see what he has to say.” After his daughter told him what happened, he knew how much of a magical existence this man was.
Song Wennuan’s head, which was about to burst, instantly regained its clarity and she shouted, “Hurry up, bring the next participant over.” She had to speed up to get Mr. Fan out, because the crew seemed to have lit a mountain fire and caused a burning disaster! She could only hope that Mr. Fan was tall enough to withstand it!
Surprisingly, Yuan Zhongzhou didn’t even dare to ring his bell, and simply stood under the plaque and mused, “This is a curse.”
His words were the exact same as Zhu Xiya’s, so the hearts of those who were previously lucky all sank and they felt hopeless. This was because they all gradually felt their heads beginning to swell, as if hundreds of thousands of brain cells were bursting every second. The crackling and popping sound and continuous stabbing pain could drive people crazy!
The strong and robust cameraman couldn’t even bear the weight of a bowl of rice and his knees slowly bent, half-kneeling to shoot, while the others clutched their heads with pained expressions. The entire crew had suffered a devastating blow without realizing it!
Yuan Zhongzhou sighed and said, “She used her soul as a sacrifice to cast this curse. The soul has dissipated, and the curse has no solution. I give up on this test.” He bowed down, keeping his forehead pressed against the ground for a long time to show his respect to the wronged soul, while everyone instantly fell into hell due to his words!
The fear of death gripped everyone’s hearts…
Cliffhanger, a curse on you!!! Another week of waiting with this pain… 😭😭😭
Thanks for the chapter!!!❤️❤️❤️
What a nice cliffhanger 🙂🙂 i want to strangle someone can i 😊😊………anyways thanks for translating and updating.
Interesting
My goodness that’s a cliffhanger!