In Lu Ze's previous life's original work, "Phasmophobia," besides hunting, ghosts also had non-aggressive behaviors, collectively referred to as "interactions."
For example, knocking things over, making lights flicker, suddenly appearing and disappearing, or breathing into one's ear...
In the Illusion Realm, Lu Ze made the ghost interaction System richer and more terrifying.
For example, making people wear embroidered shoes, making people enter a ghost-hit wall, or even making people see illusions...
These were all thods of ghost interaction.
These thods would not cause players to die.
However, if not handled properly, it would significantly reduce Sanity, thereby triggering the ghost's hunt.
Of course, these interactions were not unsolvable problems.
Take the ghost-hit wall as an example.
The true path to survival could actually be determined by using items.
For example, using a fluorite to illuminate the ghost's footprints and follow them to find a way out;
Or taking out a cold-indicating needle to find the source of the bone-chilling cold;
Or even using a Yin and Yang compass to determine the location of Level 5 Yin Qi...
These were all consistent with the ghost's characteristics.
Of course, considering that not all items players carried would be effective, Lu Ze thoughtfully added so thods to find a way out in interactive scenes like the "ghost-hit wall" that did not require items.
For example, the bronze mirror Zhong Yi saw at this mont.
The mont he picked up the bronze mirror, Zhong Yi saw an illusion.
"Still the West Gate?"
Zhong Yi opened his eyes, deep in thought.
"That ans... the path to survival changes every ti?"
His thoughts suddenly cleared.
Perhaps, apart from soone with Heaven-Defying luck like Zhou Qiaoling, it would be quite impossible for others to get out of this place by relying on luck.
At this mont, the ghost hand above his head was only a few inches from his scalp.
Zhong Yi's scalp tingled, and he quickly moved to the West Gate, stepping in with large strides.
The next mont, he was back at the starting point.
The ghost hands from the four directions...
Had already descended to his chest height, clawing and reaching out to grab him.
Zhong Yi's face imdiately turned deathly pale, and his Sanity dropped by another 10 points!
At this mont...
Zhong Yi's Sanity was only 51 points!
He was live-streaming the entire ti, and the bullet comnts imdiately beca lively at this sight.
"What level of ghost-hit wall is this? It can even trap a Soul Transformation Cultivator?"
"Fellow Daoist, have you played too few Illusion Realms? Old Devil Lu's Illusion Realms all isolate cultivation!"
"Is this Illusion Realm scary? Why does True Disciple Zhong's face look so bad...?"
"It doesn't feel scary, True Disciple Zhong is deliberately... creating a show effect, right?"
"It feels... not like acting."
"A re Illusion Realm, trying to scare people? Don't look down on Soul Transformation Cultivators!"
...
At this mont, Zhong Yi had no mind to look at the bullet comnts.
The ghost hands on the ceiling were practically itching to tear him apart!
"Was I misled? No, the Illusion Realm won't be unsolvable..."
"Then it must be... Hmm?"
"I understand! The world in the mirror is reversed!"
Zhong Yi's eyes lit up, and he imdiately had the answer.
With that thought, he once again suppressed the fear in his heart and ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) looked at the bronze mirror.
He saw another illusion and, following the extrely ominous hint, found the correct door.
"This ti it's... the North Gate!"
As soon as Zhong Yi finished speaking, he suddenly shivered.
The bronze mirror could not be used at will.
Every ti he saw an illusion, one-tenth of his Sanity would be deducted.
At this mont, his Sanity had already dropped below 50 points, with only 46 points remaining!
In his vision, everything beca filled with eerie colors.
From ti to ti, he could even hear so vague whispers.
His lips uncontrollably began to turn purple, trembling non-stop.
"This Sanity... it's really not normal!"
Zhong Yi gritted his teeth, trying hard to control the fear in his heart.
"No..."
"I must get out of here..."
"Go back to where there is light..."
Zhong Yi crouched down, inching his way towards the North Gate, little by little, from under the dense ghost hands...
...
Although it was only a distance of a dozen ters, it felt more distant than any other journey.
Every step he took, he might be touched by a ghost hand.
Each touch would deduct 1 point of Sanity.
When Zhong Yi endured countless ntal tornts and pushed open the North Gate, forcing back his fear,
This terrifying room finally disappeared.
Zhong Yi returned to the dilapidated stairs leading to the basent, where he had been when he got separated.
Because he had been crouching and crawling the whole way, he happened to be lying on the steps.
At this mont, Zhong Yi was ntally and physically exhausted, without even the strength to speak.
At the bottom of the stairs, he saw three familiar figures walking towards him...
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