Chapter 1977: Lighting the Wonder Dream in the Heart (Part 7)

Facts have proven that Cat Getan, besides being a large mental hospital, is also a large haunted house. No Gothamite needs to go to an amusement park elsewhere to play in a haunted house; that is destined not to get a very good experience.

As a Kryptonian, Clark is not very accustomed to any place without sunlight. He felt hairy in his heart as soon as he entered the haunted house. The track car he was riding in became darker the further it went inside, and he sank deeper into this deep and dark atmosphere.

As a god, Diana is indeed not afraid of ghosts, but she is very interested in the mechanical ghost props, beautifully arranged scenes, and flickering lights in the Haunted Mansion.

And Bruce felt a bit bored.

First of all, Gothamites are very accustomed to all places with dim light. After all, before Cat Getan sees the sun, the ultraviolet radiation index is probably only half of other cities.

Occasionally walking on the road at noon during the day will make people feel drowsy and dark, let alone early morning and dusk, so Bruce's eyes almost immediately adapted to the dim light in the Haunted Mansion.

The dark atmosphere goes without saying. When you enter any building in Cat Getan at night, the atmosphere is much darker and more terrifying than this.

As for the beautifully decorated scenes, Bruce can only say that it is still a bit lacking. Many of the furniture in Wei En Manor were brought over by the first batch of European nobles who immigrated to the Americas, and they are truly ancient.

And Wei En Manor is very large, and Alfred also has to be responsible for taking care of Bruce, so either hire people to clean, or clean by area yourself, it is inevitable that there will be omissions.

Things like the big clock that makes strange noises in the middle of the night because of aging parts, the cabinet door that creaks because it hasn't been lubricated in time, the Gothic candle holder that flickers because of the change in candle oil type, and the curtains that form weird shapes after being invaded by damp air and dried, all belong to normal phenomena in Wei En Manor. Bruce grew up in this atmosphere.

As for the machines that pretend to be ghosts or make noises, there is even less to see. Bruce doesn't even need to look at them a second time to accurately analyze what kind of mechanical structure this is achieved by.

Bruce was almost asleep sitting on the track car. He originally thought that this amusement project would end like this, but just as the train was about to reach the end, Bruce suddenly felt something push his left arm.

Now Bruce is sitting on the far left of the train seat, and there is no one on his left, so Bruce turned his head to look at Diana and Clark on his right.

"Did any of you just push me?" Bruce asked.

Clark and Diana, who were talking, paused, then looked at Bruce at the same time and said: "Push you? Why would we push you?"

Clark saw Bruce pressing his left arm, so he hurriedly walked over, lifted Bruce's sleeve to take a look, and found no scars, not even red marks, so Clark said in a brisk tone: "You must be scaring yourself. People will feel that there are things staring at them everywhere in this dark atmosphere."

"Have you been taking your medicine on time lately?" Diana asked, and then she looked around and said: "I didn't feel that there was anything strange around us, at least there is definitely no ghost."

Bruce frowned. He could be sure that his feeling just now was definitely not an illusion. Something definitely touched his arm just now.

The bustling crowd walked toward the exit. The time was getting closer to noon, and the sunlight was getting more poisonous. Fortunately, there was wind today. Although the few clouds that could block the sunlight were blown away, the cool water vapor brought by the breeze blowing over the lake made people breathe a sigh of relief and head toward delicious food.

Both sides of the Haunted Mansion were planted with tall trees accordingly. A gust of wind blew, and the soft leaves said goodbye to the branches, flying toward the distance in a swaying manner.

A man retracted his gaze from the trajectory of the falling leaves. He stepped on the steps and said to himself somewhat helplessly to the air: "Venom, you can't be like this. The safety manual says that it is very dangerous to put your hands out of the car when riding amusement facilities!"

"And why did your tentacles take a turn? You wouldn't have gone to touch other passengers in this car, would you? You will scare them!"

Venom let out an evil laugh in Eddie's heart and said: "You didn't see the expression of that guy just now like he ate dog shit, hahahahaha, he completely deserved it!"

Eddie was about to continue speaking when he saw a slightly familiar figure walking past with two other people through another aisle next to him. Eddie widened his eyes because he recognized that this was exactly the contestant he had met in the last game.

"What's going on? Venom, who is he? What grudge do you have with him? You wanted to beat him up as soon as you saw him that day. How did he offend you?"

Eddie thought for a moment and said: "And you either find him to fight, or scold him twice. What's the point of poking him with a tentacle when sitting in a car in a haunted house?"

Venom snorted coldly and said: "Who he is is not important. You just remember that he is the most suspicious person in this world."

"Hahaha, he will definitely keep thinking about this, until the holiday is over, until he returns to his world, until he goes home, until the end of time, the universe is destroyed..."

Bruce, standing under the sun, yawned, smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes sleeves, and said: "Forget it, maybe it touched a prop branch. Let's go buy balloons."

Accompanied by the figures of the three walking slowly, a voice came from the other end of the street.

"I can be sure that it is definitely not any mechanical prop! Are you questioning my level of mechanical engineering?" Stark shouted at Steve: "The joint flexibility of that thing is not something that those stiff props in the haunted house can have. That is definitely... definitely..."

The fallen leaves spun behind Stark and stuck lightly on his shoulder. Stark was visibly frozen.

Steve reached out and took the leaf off, put it in front of Stark, and said: "You are completely scaring yourself, it's just a leaf."

"But the tentacle I saw in the haunted house is definitely not a haunted house prop. That might be... an octopus ghost or something. I don't know, the light inside is too dim, I can't see clearly."

Steve walked forward, Stark chased behind him, constantly waving his arms, describing what he saw.

"That thing stretched out from the second row, from the shadow on the side of the seat. It gradually condensed into a tentacle in the air, and then touched the passenger in front."

"That thing is damn flexible, and it even made a turn in the air. I dare say it is definitely not an Easter egg set on the seat!"

Steve felt a bit familiar when he heard this description, so he said: "Flexible soft tentacles? What you saw wouldn't be a symbiote, would it?"

"But how could there be..."

Stark choked. He remembered that there really was one here.

The vast majority of symbiotes from Klyntar have come to Earth and are now waiting for work at S. H. I. E. L. D., a small part went to the Andromeda Galaxy to cooperate with mutants, and the rest are planning to parasitize agents.

The group of young agents led by Nick had long accepted training to cooperate with symbiotes, and some of them had officially taken up their posts. Their cooperation was very pleasant.

Just thinking of this, I heard a scream of horror from behind. The superhero instincts of the two made them turn their heads instantly, only to hear the crowd rushing out shouting.

"My God, it's so cool! Did you see it? That group of prop tentacles are actually fighting! It's like we arrived at the scene of an octopus war!"

"I touched them, they are actually soft, and a bit sticky, completely different from the metal statues outside. The upgrade of the venue is great!"

"Mom! Mom! I want to play one more time, I want to shake hands with those tentacles, they will shake hands with me, right?"

Then Stark and Steve saw Nick leading a group of young agents walking out of the exit, obviously just finished playing a round of amusement facilities, each with a knowing smile on their face.

Bruce, who had just finished buying balloons, stopped his steps because he saw a small tentacle swaying on the shoulder of one of the agents. That thing was the same species as the black mud he had encountered back then.

Pretending to be a ghost in a haunted house?

Bruce suddenly had a bold idea.

So Stark and Steve, who were staying in front of the balloon booth, heard tourists walking past behind them chattering after another round ended.

"Did you see it? That actor playing the bat is great. He flew down from the roof with a whoosh, just brushing past my scalp. It's so exciting!"

"Honey, is his bat-shaped cape also a park peripheral? Maybe we can buy it in the clothing store on Main Street, U. S. A.? Let's go, let's go see."

"Where is he? Shouldn't the staff come out and interact with us? I must take a photo with him. Don't think I didn't see his handsome chin."

Stark narrowed his eyes slowly.

Standing in front of the haunted house again, Steve looked at Stark and said: "You don't have to win over others in every aspect, right?"

"Besides, my weapon is a shield, my uniform is printed with the Stars and Stripes, and you are wearing a suit of steel armor, which is harder than the prop statues inside. How are you going to pretend to be a ghost to scare people?"

Stark rolled his eyes and said: "I have an idea, but let's go eat something first."

The two also didn't choose the most famous castle restaurant, but found a fast-food restaurant in Liberty Square and sat down.

Steve actually opposed Stark's choice because he knew that although Stark liked to eat fast food, the fast food he ate was specially customized clean fast food. He was afraid that it would be difficult for him to accept real American fast food.

Stark ordered two double cheeseburgers, two large portions of potato wedges, a large box of fried onion rings, and two strawberry cinnamon pies with great interest, and then went to the side of the beverage machine and filled two large cups of cola.

The two sat down in the restaurant. Stark opened the burger paper with great interest and said: "I'm really a bit hungry. I haven't eaten real fast food for a long time. Come on, let's have a full meal, and then make a big splash here."

After speaking, he took a bite.

The next second he spat it out. ===== CHAPTER 1978 =====

He spat it out the next second.