Courtyard House: Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) Traded for an Aircraft Carrier, the Whole Count

As Jiang Chen confirmed his intention, the holographic screen of pale blue light rapidly refreshed before his eyes. The previously empty search bar instantly gushed with hundreds, even thousands, of product listings.

[Basic Horror Package: Includes 1 Automatic Blood-Spitting Skull and 1 Screaming Chicken, priced at 50 points.]

[Intermediate Ghostly Atmosphere Pack: Includes a controllable will-o'-the-wisp generator (phosphorescent version) and a remote-controlled white-clad outfit; price: 150 points.]

[Advanced Prank Item: Bionic Sadako Crawling Robot (requires charging), priced at 500 points.]

Jiang Chen's gaze swept quickly over the somewhat low-end props, his brows furrowing slightly. These things were either too fake, easily exposed, or they were physical objects; if these beasts caught them red-handed, it would only cause him trouble. What he wanted was an absolute, inexplicable "dimensional reduction attack" that defied the understanding of this era.

His finger slid lightly through the air, adjusting the filter criteria to [High Technology/Optics/Mental Interference].

The list refreshed again, and this time, the items that popped up looked much better.

Finally, Jiang Chen's gaze settled on a product labeled "Special Offer for Children's Day in the City of Night 2077".

Portable Holographic Projector (Cyberpunk Kids Toy Edition)

Price: 280 trading points.

Function Description: Although this is just an inexpensive children's toy from Night City, it uses micro-photon array technology to project 3D stereoscopic images with a resolution of up to 8K from any angle. It has a built-in ambient light adaptive system, ensuring the realism and clarity of the images even in low-light environments.

Additional modules:

1. Directional microphone: Using ultrasonic carrier technology, it can focus sound into a beam and accurately deliver it to the eardrum of a specific target, so that others cannot hear it (commonly known as the "whispering" function).

2. Intelligent Modeling Assistant: Can automatically generate 3D models based on the host's memory or photos.

"This is it."

Jiang Chen's lips curled into a satisfied smile. In this era when even black and white televisions were not yet widespread, holographic projection was no different from actually "seeing a ghost." The end of science is metaphysics, and the end of high technology in this era is miracles—or ghostly miracles.

[Ding! 280 transaction points consumed, purchase successful.]

A silver metal cube, no bigger than a matchbox, appeared in Jiang Chen's hand. It was completely cold, with no seams on its surface, except for a tiny lens hole that emitted a faint blue light.

Jiang Chen played with this exquisite "toy," and his consciousness reconnected to the system.

"System, retrieve the memory database and search for the portrait on the wall of the Jia family."

Although Jiang Chen had only been in this world for a short time, he still vividly remembered the black-and-white photograph of the Jia family hanging in the main hall, a photograph that had been covered in dust for years. It depicted a thin, middle-aged man with prominent cheekbones and a gloomy gaze—Old Jia.

[Searching... Modeling in progress...]

On the system interface, countless green data streams began to converge, and soon, the avatar of a middle-aged man with a blank expression gradually took shape.

"Too normal, not powerful enough." Jiang Chen shook his head, like a picky director giving an actor a makeup test. "Make the face paler, yes, like the kind of deathly pallor that comes from being submerged in water for three days. Increase the protrusion of the eyeballs by 50%, give that look of someone who died with their eyes wide open. Add some red blood vessels to the whites of the eyes, and make the pupils constricted."

Following his instructions, the previously normal 3D model began to rapidly distort and mutate. A few minutes later, a terrifying face was born that would scare anyone to death in the middle of the night.

"Very good." Jiang Chen looked at the "work of art," his eyes gleaming with the satisfaction of a successful prank. "Next is the lines."

He opened the editing interface of the directional megaphone and entered a carefully crafted script. The core idea was simple: Old Jia was not at peace underground because that spendthrift Jia Zhangshi not only abused her grandson but also offended influential people everywhere. If she didn't repent, he would take her away tonight.

"The sound frequency has been adjusted to... a low-frequency vibrato, with a built-in reverb effect."

Everything is ready.

Jiang Chen turned off the lights and drew the curtains, plunging the room into complete darkness. He gently pressed the metal cube in his hand.

"Sizzle—"

A faint light, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, shone out.

The next second, in mid-air in front of Jiang Chen, the pale-faced, bulging-eyed "Old Jia" appeared out of thin air. It hovered two meters above the ground, surrounded by a faint, eerie aura simulated by light and shadow.

"Zhang Xiaohua..."

The image slowly opened its mouth, and its voice was like a cold wind crawling out of the abyss of hell, drilling directly into one's brain, cold, stern, and carrying a chilling resentment.

Jiang Chen looked at the effect, which was ten times more realistic than a horror movie, nodded in satisfaction, and casually turned off the projector.

He glanced at the pitch-black night outside the window; in the Jia family's courtyard over there, the lights were already off.

Sweet dreams tonight, Aunt Jia.

Jiang Chen stuffed the metal cube into his pocket, a cold smile playing on his lips, and turned to lie back down on the bed. The real show was just beginning.