My Strange Tale Love Strategy Simulator

Looking at the desolate and dilapidated film studio in front of him, Zhang Ying felt a strange chill run down his spine and straight to the top of his head, causing his whole body to tense up involuntarily.

His intuition told him that he had to leave this place immediately and couldn't stay a moment longer.

He turned to Shen Yugang beside him and asked in a deep voice, "Old Shen, do you know where we are?"

Shen Yugang had gradually calmed down from his extreme fear. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the huge building in front of him, which resembled a giant egg and was surrounded by countless glass curtain walls.

The moment he saw the whole scene, his pupils contracted sharply, clearly recognizing the place.

He raised his finger, trembling, and pointed to the film studio in front of him, his voice filled with disbelief: "I was just thinking, 'Tianyue Film Studio,' why does that name sound so familiar? I never imagined... I never imagined it would actually be here!"

"So, you've been here before?" Zhang Ying keenly caught the information in his words.

Shen Yugang nodded heavily, swallowed hard, and said, "I remember, and I've been here several times. I used to come here with my friends before this place became popular."

At this point, Shen Yugang's face suddenly turned deathly pale, and he said urgently, "But, this is absolutely impossible! We couldn't possibly have gotten here!"

"It's impossible to get here? What do you mean?" Zhang Ying frowned and pressed for an answer.

Shen Yugang took a deep breath, as if to bolster his courage, or perhaps to state a terrifying fact: "Because Tianyue Film City was completely burned down three years ago in a massive fire!"

Upon hearing Shen Yugang's words, Zhang Ying realized that the seriousness of the matter far exceeded his expectations.

"Then what happened here? Could it have been rebuilt later?" Zhang Ying offered a seemingly reasonable guess.

"Absolutely impossible!" Shen Yugang categorically denied the claim. "After the film studio burned down, the land was quickly acquired by the government and converted into a stadium. Besides, Tianyue Film Studio is located in Tiannan Province, where I used to live. That bus only traveled such a short distance; how could it possibly have taken us directly to Tiannan Province, thousands of miles away?"

"It's not entirely impossible." Zhang Ying shook his head, his gaze deep. "That bus itself is very strange, possessing the ability to move across provinces in a short period of time. It's not impossible."

He paused, his tone growing more serious: "However, since the Tianyue Film City has been burned down, its capabilities might not be limited to simple inter-provincial movement. Could it be... that it transcended time? Bringing us to the Tianyue Film City before it burned down?"

This hypothesis seemed to freeze the surrounding air. But it was too absurd. Compared to time travel, Zhang Ying preferred to believe that the entire Tianyue Film City was a strange realm independent of reality.

Shen Yugang was clearly also frightened by this conjecture. Completely bewildered, he asked Zhang Ying, "Brother Ying, what should we do now? Should we go in and check, or just leave?"

For Zhang Ying, the option of "going in and taking a look" was definitely the last one on his list. If he had a choice, he would never want to set foot in this godforsaken place again.

He didn't answer immediately, but instead took out his phone to check if there was a signal. The screen lit up, and the signal bar in the upper left corner still showed a glaring "No Service," zero bars of signal.

"Tsk." Zhang Ying clicked his tongue impatiently. Nowadays, a mobile phone is no different from a brick except for telling time.

He put his phone away and tried to contact Li Ziqing through the mental panel. But as expected, the space was still sealed off by some force, and he couldn't contact Li Ziqing through the panel at all.

"It seems this really is another eerie realm," Zhang Ying thought to himself.

Since he couldn't call for help, he had to rely on himself. He picked up a sharp-edged pebble from the ground and threw it with all his might in the direction away from the film studio.

The pebble traced a parabola in the air and flew a distance.

Boom!

The pebble bounced back weakly as if it had hit an invisible, transparent wall, and fell to the ground.

Zhang Ying's heart sank.

There was no way to escape; the area was completely blocked off.

It seems that only one option remains.

Enter this eerie film studio.

"Let's go." Zhang Ying sighed and walked towards the film studio, turning back to instruct Shen Yugang, "Stay close to me. If there's any danger, warn me immediately."

Although Shen Yugang was afraid, he knew he had no other choice but to grit his teeth and follow Zhang Ying.

As they got closer, Zhang Ying realized how tall and magnificent the film studio was.

Looking up, the building is at least thirty or forty meters high and covers an area of ​​several hundred square meters. Its entire surface is like a giant eggshell, and it is all made of transparent glass.

If this entire film studio is a ghost realm, then just how powerful is the "ghost" that possesses this ghost realm?

Zhang Ying became increasingly alarmed as he thought about it, and unconsciously tightened his grip on his right fist.

The two soon arrived at the entrance of the film studio.

The gates of the film studio stood wide open, like a gaping maw waiting for its prey to walk into its trap. From the outside, one could see various futuristic decorations at the entrance, but most of these decorations were old and worn, covered in thick dust and cobwebs, exuding an aura of decay.

"Old Shen, what was this film studio used to be for?" Zhang Ying asked while cautiously observing his surroundings.

Shen Yugang said softly, his voice echoing in the empty doorway: "This film studio is specifically responsible for providing venues and construction services for movies that require large-scale special effects sets. Many famous science fiction and disaster movies have been filmed here. Over time, it became famous, and after being opened to tourists, it also became a well-known tourist attraction in the area."

"Brother Ying, are we really going in?" Shen Yugang asked again, his steps hesitant. Looking at the building that had once been burned down but now stood perfectly intact before him, he couldn't help but feel an extremely unsettling sense of dread.

After a moment's thought, Zhang Ying's eyes hardened: "Let's go in. Staying outside will only lead to unforeseen events. We might as well go in and see if we can find a way to escape."

The two took a deep breath, crossed the threshold, and officially entered the film studio.

Upon entering the hall, a musty, musty smell hit you. Various dilapidated celebrity standees stood crookedly in the hall, some faded and others missing a leg.

The hall was filled with sculptures of various movie characters, some well-known and some not. They appeared lifelike in the dim light, as if they might come to life at any moment.

The most eye-catching thing placed in the very center of the hall is a huge Tyrannosaurus Rex fossil skeleton!

The fossil was five or six meters tall, with its gaping maw and stark white bones looking particularly eerie in the dark film studio.

Zhang Ying licked his dry lips, suppressing his discomfort, and said half-jokingly, "If this were a regular horror movie, it might come to life and attack us the next second."

"Brother Ying, don't scare me!" Shen Yugang jumped in fright, his face turning pale. "If this fossil really came to life, wouldn't it stomp us flat with one step?"

Zhang Ying did not reply; he kept his "Strange Eyes" activated to observe his surroundings the entire time.

However, the ability of the Ghost Eye now seems to be suppressed by this space. Apart from being able to see things clearly in the dark, it can neither detect any eerie atmosphere nor gather information.

Fortunately, the huge fossil did not come to life and still stands there quietly.

Zhang Ying was about to stop observing and called to Shen Yugang to continue deeper into the film studio. Just then, Shen Yugang suddenly exclaimed, "Brother Ying! It's moving!"

"What moved?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Ying immediately turned around warily, his sharp gaze fixed on Shen Yugang.

Shen Yugang was trembling all over, pointing forward, his chin swaying, clearly terrified.

Zhang Ying looked in the direction Shen Yugang pointed, but there was nothing there, not a single living creature, only a deep corridor stretching forward.

"Old Shen, what moved? What did you see?" Zhang Ying asked suspiciously, still on high alert.

"It's moving...it's moving...the corridor is moving!" Shen Yugang shouted incoherently, "When I looked just now, there was clearly no corridor here! But in the blink of an eye, a corridor has appeared!"

"You mean the location here has been changed?" Zhang Ying carefully examined the corridor, which stretched endlessly, seemingly leading nowhere. "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Absolutely true!" Shen Yugang was on the verge of tears. "Besides, I've been here a few times before and I remember the layout. There used to be only walls here, definitely no corridors!"

Zhang Ying frowned and slowly approached the suddenly appearing corridor. He reached the edge of the corridor and peered inside.

This corridor was completely undecorated, with only bare, gray-white walls on both sides and a few broken energy-saving light bulbs overhead, making it completely dark.

This corridor gave Zhang Ying an extremely strange visual illusion.

It's like the other end of a corridor is constantly expanding, while your side is slowly shrinking.

Under this eerie perspective of "small in the near and large in the far," Zhang Ying felt a sense of absurdity.

Perhaps this is the end of the corridor, and the exit is inside.

The moment he had this idea, the entire corridor actually started moving!

The scene before him began to distort, and the corridor suddenly narrowed and widened in his line of sight!

At the same time, Shen Yugang let out another piercing cry of alarm: "Brother Ying! It moved! The whole hall moved!"

Zhang Ying turned his head sharply in the direction of the sound, and the sight before him made his pupils shrink.

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery had completely changed. The once spacious hall had vanished, replaced by a narrow and cramped passageway.

He was already in that eerie corridor!

Not far behind him, Shen Yugang sat blankly on the cold floor of the corridor, his eyes glazed over, his consciousness clearly having been greatly shocked, as if his soul had been ripped out.