My Demon King Plush

h the projection that can be automatically viewed through the screen.

In this way, the game didn’t feel so excessive; but Qu Lang frowned.
It wasn’t that Qu Lang found such imagery uncomfortable, but he could feel the fluctuations of fear emanating from the players constantly.
There was a high probability that this fear would become a food source for the ghosts in Haiyin Fort.

Given that there were still a few large formations in Haiyin Fort, Qu Lang also wasn’t sure whether the fear radiating from the tourists had been swallowed by those great formations; if so, it might lead to even worse results.
After all, those who left the formations there were all Western demons from long ago.
Their ideas were different from that of even the modern Western demons.
Defending against their enemies was basically an instinct engraved in their bones, if these things were accidentally awakened it would be great fun.

So after the game was played for a while, Qu Lang saw that the expressions of the surrounding tourists were beginning to become unnatural, and he decisively started to make mistakes again and again, staring blankly at his projected self being “divided”, and quickly ending the game.
Of course, this action was distorted and ruined in the live broadcast of “Straight Male Anchor Char Siew Bao”, and turned into a heroic sacrifice because of heartfelt love.

If this was the only problem, the two of them wouldn’t have been driven out by the staff.
The other problem was that shortly after the third game started, the suspicious Captain Qu opened his yin yang eyes, and saw that they were surrounded by cold blooded beings and he saw a ray of fear and black qi converging on the “staff”.

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In the middle of the game, Captain Qu, who acted solely on an instinct to capture the black qi, drew the headless knight’s ghost sword and slashed through the air violently, slicing through the ray of black qi—and in the act, overturning the bald earl’s hat and destroying the lady ghost’s dress.

Shao Simiao, who witnessed Qu Lang grabbing the knight’s sword, and hooking up the lady’s skirt, then knocking off the earl’s hat, “…”
To be honest, he felt that he should scream as he saw it.

As for the ghosts who suffered from the unwarranted calamity, they were robbed of their only meal and rudely disrobed.
Except for the faint feeling that Qu Lang wasn’t hostile, they all felt personally affronted and drove Qu Lang out of the game room.
Although Shao Simiao, who had witnessed everything, didn’t need Qu Lang on camera, he also quickly quit because he was afraid of snakes and didn’t want to take out the treasure chest key under the reptile’s belly for the game.
According to his fans,he  escaped to find his lover for comfort.

Xiao Yao and Baiju, who now understood the whole process, “…”
Qu Lang had his own difficulties playing these unchallenging “horror games” with Shao Simiao.

Qu Lang lazily leaned on the pillar of the pavilion, facing his Xiao’ge’s “do you two have something going on” eyes, and his stance was very open, “I also took the opportunity to see if Haiyin Fort used the horror games to scheme something…it seems that there are some hidden dangers, but I’m not certain to what extent.”

Baiju was curious about these Western demons, so he asked, “What’s your judgment?”

Hearing this, Qu Lang retracted his stretched legs and propped his elbows on his knees, leaning forward slightly, “White King, you don’t even need to ask, I was going to talk to you about what I discovered this time after the event today.
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After clearing his throat, Qu Lang didn’t want to stir up anyone's emotions, so he rubbed Shao Simiao’s head, which was in the clouds, next to him, and said to them, “The ghosts in Haiyin Fort aren’t much of a problem.
The horror games here are mostly entertaining, and they’re hardly scary for people who often play horror games or run around in haunted houses.
Of course, I can’t say anything for the last two games which we didn't participate in.”

“In these games, tourists' overwhelmingly obvious fears are mostly not true reasons, but emotional hallucinations that are strengthened by ghosts.
At the current level, they won’t cause the tourists' consciousness to be damaged, at most, it might be a little taxing on their adrenal glands.
But it’s nothing more than burning a little energy and physical strength.
The fear that this releases then becomes the daily rations for the ghosts.”

“We don’t know how much of this power is absorbed by the ghosts, and how much is going to the formations setup by the ancient demons.
The only thing we can be sure of is that once part of the Haiyin Fort’s defenses are started, the power contained in it will be greater than before.
I estimate considerably stronger.
And by that reasoning, the person who went to Jing Xia might have a bigger appetite than we initially estimated.”

As Qu Lang spoke, he raised his hand and pinched the air, taking out the black qi he had caught before, and threw it to Xiao Yao, “The emotions are very thin, but who’s to say how much it might all add up to.”

Baiju approached Xiao Yao, stretched out his finger to touch the little snake-like thing, and pondered, “Then we'd better continue to investigate for the next two days…there will be some tourists staying here overnight, and we can guarantee that they will all be dismissed tomorrow morning.
If in doubt, we can check the situation tomorrow.”

Qu Lang retracted his hand and grabbed his hair, a little embarrassed, “But Haiyin Fort won’t be open tomorrow.
And if we use the power of the Special Service and the Demon Management Bureau to apply for investigation, I'm afraid those ghosts and vampires won’t cooperate.”

Baiju raised his eyebrows and reached out to touch Xiao Yao's trouser pocket, “It's okay, I drew the Haiyin Fort sleepover invitation card.”

Qu Lang, “…”
Qu Lang admired, “Nice.”

I like Qu Lang, he's also way more 'magical' than I thought he would be…but I guess it makes sense that he has yin yang eyes if he's on the supernatural police squad.