Don't call me a singing god, I just want to go back to doing scientific research.

Ling Luo raised an eyebrow: "You're even giving orders now?"

Gu Yang stiffened his neck and asked confidently, "So, are you even capable?"

Ling Luo's face instantly darkened by half.

Without saying another word, he took out a game coin from his pocket and inserted it.

After a crisp clinking sound, the joystick fell into his hand.

Unlike Gu Yang, who went straight for the target, he first manipulated the claw to move back and forth in the air a few times, as if testing the car, feeling the delay of the joystick and the swing cycle of the claw.

Gu Yang, watching from the side, was completely bewildered: "What are you doing? Time's almost up!"

Ling Luo ignored him and focused her gaze on a small cube-shaped doll next to the Shiba Inu she was targeting.

The claw slowly descended, not grabbing, but gently pushing the small cube with its side.

In that instant, a tiny gap appeared beside the Shiba Inu that had been tightly stuck by the toys.

After doing all this, he turned his paws back to the dejected Shiba Inu.

This time, the claws landed in a very tricky spot, not in the center of the pillow, but slightly towards the head. Using the momentum of the claws closing, the corner of the pillow was firmly "hooked" in, rather than being weakly "grabbed".

  

The claws rose steadily, remaining completely still throughout the entire ascent.

Just as they were about to reach the cave entrance, the "devil's spot" where Gu Yang had failed seven or eight times in a row, Ling Luo's finger quickly flicked the joystick!

With a sudden swing of its paw to the right, a centrifugal force flung the Shiba Inu pillow cleanly into the exit just 0.1 seconds before the system would detect that the paw had been released.

"Thump."

The sound of the doll falling sounded like heavenly music at that moment.

Yang was dumbfounded, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.

He glanced at the rescued Shiba Inu in the cave, then at Ling Luo beside him, who looked completely calm, as if he had just thrown away some trash. He was a little confused.

"Holy crap! Ling Luo!"

Gu Yang suddenly lunged forward, excitedly grabbing Ling Luo's arm and shaking it violently: "You're cheating! This even works?!"

Ling Luo was so shaken by him that she almost lost her balance. Helplessly, she steadied him before bending down to take out the Shiba Inu plushie, brushed off any non-existent dust, and stuffed it into Gu Yang's arms.

"Just some basic physics knowledge."

Gu Yang hugged the soft pillow tightly, his face beaming with joy: "Does this thing even require physics?"

"It's everywhere in life," Ling Luo said calmly. "Besides, I mainly want to see the patterns you've summarized after failing so many times."

Gu Yang's smile froze for a moment, then he chuckled foolishly again: "It doesn't matter what you learn, as long as it's useful!"

Holding his hard-won Shiba Inu, his frustration had long since vanished, and he was soon drawn to the shooting game next to him.

"Come on, let's compare that!"

The shooting game area was bustling with activity. The targets were dolls that moved along a track, and the guns were infrared sensors.

Gu Yang picked up a model gun and struck what he thought was an incredibly cool pose: "Ling Luo, I'm definitely going to beat you this time! Back in the day, I was the slingshot prince of the Shuangqing No. 1 Middle School area!"

Ling Luo raised an eyebrow, ignored his words, and picked up a gun as well.

Games start.

Gu Yang was indeed quite skilled. He held his breath and concentrated, and although his marksmanship wasn't perfect, he managed to hit several targets in a row. His score wasn't high, but his participation was commendable.

He glanced smugly at Ling Luo beside him, preparing to receive her praise.

Upon closer inspection, he was stunned again.

Ling Luo did not raise his gun to aim.

He stood there quietly, holding the plastic gun in his hand, his eyes fixed on the toy targets that kept popping up at the end of the track. His gaze was empty, as if he could see through those things and see something more distant.

The noise and lights around him seemed to isolate him completely.

"..."

Gu Yang's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and the gun in his hand felt heavier.

He silently lowered his gun.

"I'm not playing anymore," he pouted. "This game isn't fun at all."

Ling Luo seemed to be startled awake by his voice, and regained her composure, her face returning to its calm and expressionless state: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing much, it's just not fun," Gu Yang said, pulling him away. "Let's go play something else."

He suddenly stopped in his tracks as he passed a haunted house.

The haunted house's sign was designed to be eerie and terrifying, depicting various demons and monsters, while white dry ice and mournful screams constantly drifted out from the entrance.

Gu Yang's eyes lit up immediately.

Ling Luo's move just now gave him a bit of a chill.

"Let's play this!" He pointed at the haunted house, forcing a "wicked" smile to try and hide the tremor in his heart.

Ling Luo looked at the dark entrance and nodded indifferently: "Okay."

Five minutes later.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

A heart-wrenching scream echoed from the haunted house.

Gu Yang clung tightly to Ling Luo like an octopus, his eyes tightly closed, his head buried in Ling Luo's shoulder, trembling.

"A ghost! A ghost! Something touched my leg!"

Ling Luo walked forward helplessly, carrying a "large pendant" weighing over 100 pounds, but her steps remained steady.

"Those are staff members," he calmly pointed out.

"I won't listen! I won't listen!" Gu Yang buried his head even deeper.

A disheveled, white-clad "female ghost" suddenly lunged out from around the corner.

Gu Yang sensed it and let out an even louder scream.

Ling Luo sighed, stretched out a hand, and accurately placed it on the "female ghost's" shoulder.

"You've worked hard," he said gently. "He's timid, you should take a break, or he'll lose his voice from shouting."

"The Ghost" staff: ?

She stood there, stunned, watching Ling Luo calmly walk past her, dragging (hanging) Gu Yang along. For a moment, she forgot what her next scary move was.

Once the two of them came out, Gu Yang dared to peek half his head out from Ling Luo's body and cautiously open one eye.

"Have they left?"

"Um."

"That scared me to death..." Gu Yang patted his chest, his legs still weak.

He slid off Ling Luo, leaned against the wall to catch his breath, and looked up to see Ling Luo holding two drinks.

"When did you buy it?" he asked in surprise.

"I just passed by a vending machine." Ling Luo handed him one of the cups.

Gu Yang took it and saw that it was his favorite lemon tea flavor.

"You actually remember that I like this?"

During this time, Ling Luo would give him warm water and make him tea from time to time. He had almost forgotten how to buy these drinks.

He took a big, satisfying gulp, and looking at Ling Luo beside him who was taking tissues out of her backpack, he finally couldn't help but ask again.

"Ling Luo, are you really not scared?"

This haunted house is very realistic.

Ling Luo thought for a moment and replied, "I'm human, of course I'm afraid."