The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

"The Halliday Archives contain Mr. Halliday's life's photographic records, private diaries, and game design drafts."

If you're looking for clues to the hidden key, you can search through these old, neglected records.

Lu Qianwei nodded slightly, indicating that he would take another look. Who knows which of those film and television records is the part from The Shining or The Date Regret?

He can't just point out names directly.

To be honest, he really didn't have any recollection of it?

After all, he's just an audience member; who would want to watch a documentary about someone's life?

There weren't many people inside the film and television hall, a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle outside.

Lu Qianwei looked around, guided by the butler robot.

Countless semi-transparent holographic projections float on the surrounding walls, depicting fragments of Halliday's life from childhood to adulthood, from childhood games and entrepreneurial experiences to regrettable moments unknown to anyone, densely covering the entire space.

Lu Qianwei barely glanced at him before giving him a cursory look, his casual gaze causing Aug Moro to frown.

No?

Are you here looking for clues?

Or are they here to cause trouble?

Even the most arrogant player will carefully examine the document, afraid of missing any clues.

He had never encountered someone like Lu Qianwei before.

"Ok?"

Just as the old man was lost in thought, Lu Qianwei pointed to a film screen and said, "Could you please introduce this to me and show me some of this clip, curator?"

He knew that the core of the second challenge was Halliday's greatest regret in life—his youthful cowardice, his reluctance to take that step he loved and regretted.

The corresponding level setting is a replica of the hotel from the classic horror film "The Shining".

The key to passing the level is to perform a solo dance in the hotel ballroom where no one shows up, thereby making up for Halliday's regret from years ago, in order to unlock the second Emerald Key.

After pretending to be bored and scrolling through the page two or three times, Lu Qianwei left without looking back.

Aug Morrow: ? ? !

no?!

Did you just come in, pick something out, look at it a few times, and then leave?

Is it really that casual?

After glancing at the other person's ID, Aug Morrow felt that he really thought he was a genius at conquering the game... This kid was definitely here to cause trouble, absolutely!

Chapter 220 The Shining? Sorry, I use a rich player's strategy!

After a lot of effort, Lu Qianwei finally found the location to obtain the second key—the Movie and TV Instance Plaza!

Oases are diverse.

To satisfy viewers' regrets about the plot of a movie, or to experience horror, fantasy, or other adventure elements in an immersive way...

The film and television compilation covers almost all movies from 1985 to the present.

Of course, this does not include works without copyright authorization.

Even a large oasis can't withstand their greedy demands for compensation.

In the afternoon, the square was bustling with people, including all sorts of strangely dressed players.

Watching several grotesque-looking 'aliens' excitedly clicking on a horror movie.

Lu Qianwei felt speechless. If the AI ​​inside had any intelligence, they would probably be frightened by their appearance first.

Walking slowly into the film and television plaza, Lu Qianwei passed through the sword and fantasy area, squeezed past the players stuck together in the romance dungeon area, and went straight to the horror dungeon area in the darkest corner.

A faint smell of screaming special effects lingered in the air, half of the paint on the sign at the entrance to the zone was chipped off, and the blood-red words "Thriller Adventure" were still seeping out simulated blood droplets.

Lu Qianwei glanced at it once and didn't look at it again. No matter how terrifying it was, it was more than he had experienced and seen.

Raise your hand and select Shining from the input box.

[Enter the Shining instance?]

[Difficulty: S, Recommended for 5 or more players]

The moment Lu Qianwei clicked "yes," he was enveloped in a blue teleportation light and disappeared from the film and television plaza.

The dizziness lasted only a second, and when his vision cleared again, he was already standing in the main lobby of the Farview Hotel, a 1:1 replica of the one in "The Shining".

This is the default spawn point for the instance.

The entire lobby is bright and spacious, perfectly replicating the luxurious appearance of the Yuanwang Hotel.

The dome, which is seven or eight meters high, retains complete European-style carvings, with plaster patterns outlining glittering gilded edges, and a complete crystal chandelier in the center hanging with a full array of crystal ornaments.

The warm light fell down, making the luster of the polished cherry wood flooring sparkle and shimmer, exuding the grandeur of a top-tier resort hotel from the mid-20th century.

The cherry wood reception desk facing the main entrance was spotless, with a vintage brass registration rack on the counter, and a gleaming black grand piano standing against the wall to the side.

The only element of horror in the lobby was a few yellowed registration forms scattered in the front drawer.

The top page still bears Jack Torrance's hastily written signature, the ink as red as freshly oozing blood.

Lu Qianwei didn't rush forward; he slowly scanned every corner of the hall.

He looked at the hotel map and confirmed the direction.

The banquet hall is located in the heart of the hotel and can only be reached via the east wing corridor.

Lu Qianwei raised his hand and pressed the amulet on his collar to confirm that all the exorcism tools he had bought at great expense were in his backpack and usable. He then walked towards the east corner.

However, as Lu Qianwei walked deeper into the hotel, the air grew colder and the musty smell became stronger.

After turning the corner, the ground beneath my feet changed from a plaza paved with non-slip tiles to a thick carpet that smelled of mildew. The temperature dropped sharply by more than ten degrees, and the air was so cold that fine white mist floated in the air.

Lu Qianwei moved his wrists, and the temperature-regulating amulet pinned to his collar automatically emitted warmth, directly offsetting the chill debuff from the dungeon.

He looked up and saw the long corridor of the Yuanwang Hotel in front of him.

The creamy yellow paint on the walls has turned gray and bubbly, peeling off in chunks to reveal the blackened brickwork underneath.

The ceiling light above was crooked and flickered every three seconds. Every time it went dark, you could hear the intermittent dripping sound in the distance, mixed with the indistinct sound of a man's maniacal laughter.

Lu Qianwei's gaze fixed on the end of the corridor, knowing that the plot was about to unfold.

When the lights came on for the first time, two little girls in white dresses were still standing in the shadows at the far end, their faces pale and their lips red, quietly holding hands.

When the lights went out and came back on, they had already floated forward ten meters.

Lu Qianwei stood still, watching them approach again and again, bloodstains slowly seeping into her white dress.

The once round and lovely face slowly rotted away, half of the skin peeled off, revealing the pale cheekbones, the eyes became two black holes, and the mouth, which split open to the ears, oozed blackish-yellow pus.

[The Twin Ghosts activate their skill: Fear Aura. All players below level 80 are forced to experience mental confusion, with a 50% chance of being immediately kicked out of the dungeon and having 10% of their total experience deducted.]

The fear immunity pendant that Lu Qianwei had placed in his pocket beforehand was slightly warm, and his mental panel was completely clear, without even the slightest lapse in concentration.

He watched as the twins floated to within five meters of him, simultaneously extending their decaying hands, their claw-like fingertips reaching for his neck, the air thick with the stench of decay.

Lu Qianwei calmly took out two Holy Light Purification Talismans worth 800,000 to 800,000.

With a flick of his finger, two talismans flew out, glowing with scorching golden light, and landed directly on the twins' foreheads.

"what--"

The piercing screams almost shattered eardrums. The twins' bodies melted away as quickly as snow hitting boiling water when they touched the golden light, turning into two wisps of black smoke in less than two seconds, burned clean by the talisman.

As the system notification sounded, the elevator at the end of the corridor suddenly dinged, and the metal door slowly slid open a crack.

A strong, metallic smell instantly filled the air, and then scalding hot blood gushed out from the elevator, flooding towards Lu Qianwei and submerging his ankles in just a few seconds, continuing to rise.

Countless bluish hands emerged from the blood, their fingernails gripping blackened wood chips—data left behind by players who had died here before.

They grabbed Lu Qianwei's arm and dragged him into the blood pool, their fingernails scraping against his armor with a piercing sound.

Blood quickly surged to my waist, and the icy heat seeped into my bones through my clothes.

Lu Qianwei, however, remained calm and composed as he selected system items.

"It's you!"

As he spoke, he took out a small bag of silver demon-purifying powder and sprinkled it into the blood.

The silver powder exploded into a ring of golden light upon contact with blood. The originally turbulent blood pool seemed to have all its strength drained away, retreating rapidly. The hands that were grabbing people turned into blood upon touching the golden light. A few seconds later, the entire corridor was spotless, without even a trace of blood left.

The elevator doors opened fully, revealing an empty car with only a blood-stained brass plaque on the floor: 237.

"I remember there was an old woman in the bathroom of room 237!"

Lu Qianwei gripped the bronze medal tightly, not wanting the game to end so quickly.

Otherwise, all the exorcism tools I bought for over a million would be wasted.

Shameful waste!

With this in mind, Lu Qianwei followed the signs and turned the corner, soon arriving at the slightly ajar door of room 237.

He didn't even bother to look at the room's layout and went straight to the bathroom.

Before he even reached the door, he could hear the sound of running water inside.

Pushing open the slightly ajar bathroom door, a misty cloud of hot water steamed out through the crack.

In the dim light, a beautiful woman was soaking in the large ceramic bathtub in front of him, her back to Lu Qianwei.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, with most of her fair shoulders exposed above the water. Hot water gushed down the pool walls toward the overflow outlet, filling the room with a soft, fragrant warmth.

Hearing the noise, the woman slowly turned around and gave Lu Qianwei a charming smile.

Then, she slowly stood up, holding onto the edge of the bathtub, and walked barefoot across the non-slip mat towards him. Hot water dripped down her body, wetting the off-white carpet.

Just as she walked less than three steps away from Lu Qianwei and was about to put her hand on his arm, her gentle and charming face suddenly fell.

The fair skin quickly swelled to a grayish-green color, rotting away in patches; the rosy lips shrank into dark purple, necrotic flesh; and the bright eyes became two dark, gaping holes…

The plump body instantly withered into a wrinkled, skeletal outline, and the room's rose fragrance instantly turned into a pungent, putrid stench that almost made people back away.

Can Lu Qianwei accept this?