All Are Good People

Under Bai Yuyou's relentless stare, one of the zombies finally couldn't take it anymore and pointed toward the nearby morgue. "There."

"But... we can't go to the morgue..."

"We can!"

"But..."

"Just go!" The staff member was nearly at his wit's end—why was this girl so stubborn?

"Oh."

Bai Yuyou stood up and finally walked to the morgue door. Seeing the digital keypad, she pulled out a slip of paper she had found earlier—[06]—as if she had figured something out.

Just then, the staff members finally got their chance to emerge. Several of them, having endured Bai Yuyou’s unblinking gaze, were itching to scare her to tears.

"Raaargh!"

"06..."

Bai Yuyou pressed the numbers on the electronic lock, but it beeped—wrong password.

"Wrong."

She tried several more times, but it still didn’t work. Meanwhile, the zombies behind her had closed in, three or four of them looming over her with terrifying makeup, eager to watch her struggle with the puzzle.

But they were disappointed. Bai Yuyou showed no signs of panic, calmly continuing to input the password.

"Not working..." After another failed attempt, she turned to the nearest zombie and said, "Lock, broken."

"Broken?" The zombie paused, then took the slip of paper from her. He had seen her inputting the correct numbers repeatedly—maybe the lock really was malfunctioning.

He pressed the keys. "06..."

Password error.

He tried again. Still wrong.

"Seems like it really is broken." He glanced at his colleagues. Another zombie, a woman, stepped forward. "Maybe it's upside down? Should be 90?"

"The lock shouldn’t be broken—earlier guests used it just fine."

"Maybe..."

The zombie entered 90, and the door clicked open.

"See? Not broken!"

"Told you."

While they were talking, Bai Yuyou had already slipped quietly into the morgue and locked the door behind her.

"......" The staff members stared at the closed door, baffled.

"Wait… why did we just help her unlock it?"

"No clue."

Bai Yuyou soon retrieved the keycard—by lifting every single white sheet in the morgue, much to the confusion (and chill) of the zombie staff lying beneath.

Whose subordinate is this? So fearless.

Time passed quickly, and when Bai Yuyou reached the third floor, she finally saw Ye Shuang.

"Ye Shuang..." She threw herself into his arms.

"Were you scared?" Ye Shuang had only just arrived himself when a familiar figure crashed into him.

He couldn’t help but chuckle. She must have been terrified—those setups, the three zombies closing in on her in the morgue… even he, an adult, had found it unsettling.

"Want to keep going?" Ye Shuang asked. "If it’s too scary, we can quit."

Bai Yuyou shook her head. "It's fine..."

She’s grown up.

Ye Shuang sighed inwardly, then the two of them tackled the puzzles on the third floor together.

Within half an hour, Ye Shuang and Bai Yuyou successfully retrieved the "treasure"—a purple Poké Ball.

"Congratulations on completing the challenge—and within the time limit, too!" A staff member in a Gengar costume approached, taking the Poké Ball from Ye Shuang.

He handed them a gift. "Here’s your reward!"

Ye Shuang looked at it—a pair of tickets and a Gengar figurine.

"Tickets?" He blinked in surprise.

And not just any tickets—they were round-trip ferry tickets to Bubo Island, a small isle near Haizhu City. Earlier, while driving to the amusement park, Ye Shuang had been thinking about taking Bai Yuyou to see the bluer waters there. Now, here were the tickets.

They’d go when they had time.

"Yep! Since you’re among the first three groups to clear this haunted house collab within the time limit, this is an extra reward!" The staff member grinned. "Normally, we’d just give out the figurine!"

Ye Shuang couldn’t help but remark, "You guys are pretty generous."

Between the tickets and the high-quality figurine, they’d already made back the cost of the park admission.

"Now, how was your experience today?" The staff member conducted a brief survey.

"Very immersive, very well done." Ye Shuang nodded. It was one of the most thrilling haunted houses he’d ever been in. "I’d recommend it to others."

"Great, thanks!" The staff member jotted that down, then turned to the quiet girl beside him. "And you, miss? Did you have fun?"

Bai Yuyou gave a small nod. "Fun..."

"Everyone was nice..."

"Glad you enjoyed—wait, what?" The staff member paused mid-writing. Nice?

Well, whatever.

Soon, Ye Shuang and Bai Yuyou left.

The haunted house had been a good experience, but it was nearly noon now.

The sun was blazing, so having lunch on the grass wasn’t an option. After some thought, Ye Shuang led Bai Yuyou to the rest area.

The rest area was already crowded, resembling a school cafeteria in layout—though food was provided here, too. There were fancier restaurants around, but Ye Shuang avoided them.

Not because of the price—they were just plain bad.

He’d been to this amusement park enough times to know that none of the restaurants served anything decent.

Pulling out sandwiches, Ye Shuang then opened a container of fresh veggies and fruit. He tore open a packet of salad dressing, poured it in, and arranged the meal in front of Bai Yuyou. "Eat up."

"Cherry tomatoes..." Bai Yuyou stared at the bright red fruits in the container, her eyes flicking up to Ye Shuang.

She didn’t say anything, but he knew what she meant.

She didn’t want to eat them.

"No picky eating," Ye Shuang said firmly.

"Sour..."

Bai Yuyou had a big appetite, but she disliked sour foods—especially fruits.

"They’re good for you." Ye Shuang speared one with a fork and held it to her lips. "Eat."

Bai Yuyou shook her head like a rattle-drum.

"If you don’t eat it, we’re not playing any more games."

Bai Yuyou’s eyes filled with conflict, but she finally opened her mouth and took the tomato.

"Why aren’t you chewing?"

"Mmmph..." She started moving her jaw.

Ye Shuang stared flatly at her puffed-out cheeks and flicked her forehead. "Are you a hamster?! Stop holding the tomato in your mouth and chewing air!"