In the first round, guests number 4, 5, and 10 were eliminated, making the elimination rate surprisingly high.
It showed that although the game was easy, there were still many ways to knock others out.
In this first round, each guest displayed their unique skills, and the Nickstar audience couldn’t help but cheer enthusiastically.
“So this is the legendary clash of masters, where every move is fatal?”
“To be honest, I actually sensed the presence of hidden knives and swords.”
“Busy guessing here—I definitely won’t survive the first round either.”
“I suggest adding this game to the show’s official lineup!”
Since the story wasn’t over yet, it was clear Su Yan would continue.
After the first round’s screening, the remaining guests were much harder to eliminate.
To make the game more interesting, she raised the stakes: “It’s the second round, so let’s add a new rule. This is a materialist horror story. After one person finishes a scary twist, the next must steer the story back to a realistic direction.”
Seeing some still confused, Su Yan explained: “Materialism denies the existence of ghosts and spirits. For example, if I say I noticed my reflection in the mirror didn’t match my real expression, the next person could say that the mirror was actually just a photo.”
She added: “Of course, the guest telling the ghost story can’t explicitly say they saw a ghost; otherwise, the next person would have no way to continue.”
“Si Nian” suddenly understood and said, “Oh! I get it!”
Everyone nodded to show they understood.
Next was Su Yan, who had to take the story in a horror direction.
From the incident where number 9 eliminated number 10, Su Yan found a new idea.
She smirked slyly: “I saw an axe next to the door, so I smashed the glass and escaped. But just as I stepped outside, I realized it was the tenth floor.”
Number 2 looked at Su Yan incredulously: “What? The tenth floor? So you mean the protagonist just jumped off the building?”
Su Yan smiled and nodded, then shook her head: “Interpret that as you will!”
Number 2 argued angrily: “That’s illogical! How could the protagonist not know which floor their office is on?”
Su Yan shrugged and said confidently: “One, because they were too scared by the ghost, plus it was very dark outside, so they didn’t pay attention. Two, the ghost disturbed their mind, making them mistake the outside for flat ground.”
Her reasoning was solid and convincing…
Number 2 looked utterly defeated and muttered, “You’re ruthless! You really have it out for me! Can’t you be a little kinder, since we’re all girls?”
Su Yan covered her ears, blocking out everything, focusing solely on the countdown: “Ten, nine…”
Number 2 scrambled to think and finally, when Su Yan reached “two,” came up with a reasonable explanation: “In a panic, I fell downward, then suddenly woke up to realize I was dreaming.”
Su Yan applauded, impressed by the twist, but added: “However… the ‘dream’ excuse can only be used once; otherwise, it becomes an endless loop of Inception, and no one can win.”
Everyone nodded in agreement.
As Su Yan said, if that excuse wasn’t banned, anyone stuck could just say ‘It was all a dream,’ and be safe.
How could they then eliminate each other?
The game continued.
Number 2 smiled at number 3, a young boy, finishing his last sentence: “At that moment, I saw a green sanitary pad in the trash bin.”
Number 3’s cheeks flushed again, and he opened his mouth, then closed it.
Helplessly, he said, “Recalling the dream, I grabbed my bag and planned to leave the office. But suddenly, a withered white hand grabbed my foot.”
“Chu He Han Jie” immediately followed: “But when the face appeared, I realized it was my colleague. They were trying to surprise me.”
The audience, who had just been startled, became lively again.
“Wow, Chu Shen’s move is ruthless!”
“No wonder Chu Shen is Chu Shen—one ‘surprise,’ and all the horror vibes vanish.”
“The more people, the harder it is to be scary.”
“A killing blow.”
“I wondered why Chu Shen was so gentle last round—turns out he was saving his big move.”
Number 7, confused by “Chu He Han Jie”’s twist, blushed red: “You… I admit defeat!”
He angrily stood and sat down with the three guests eliminated in the previous round.
“Si Nian” said confidently: “He smiled at me and said, ‘This surprise is that you’re going to stay here forever!’ I instantly felt terrified.”
The word “forever” was used very cleverly, immediately bringing out that ghost story vibe.
Su Yan pondered how to continue.
If number 9 couldn’t, then it would be her turn.
Her concern wasn’t unfounded—number 9 was indeed stuck, unsure how to proceed.
“Ten, nine… two, one. Number 9 is out.”
The second round ended with numbers 7 and 9 eliminated, leaving five players.
Now it was Su Yan’s turn to pull the story toward materialism: “I pointed outside the window and told her it was already daylight, that it was time to go home.”
“Hiss!” Number 2 gasped—Su Yan’s move was truly vicious.
Everyone knew ghost stories had to happen after dusk and before dawn.
Once daylight broke, the entire spooky atmosphere vanished.
Su Yan nonchalantly continued, seemingly out of options and changing the subject, but in truth, she had delivered a killing blow.
“I can’t do this anymore.”
Number 2 sighed in defeat and walked away.
Number 3 didn’t expect her to give up so quickly and wailed, “At least struggle a bit! Give me some time to think!”
Number 2 stuck out her tongue: “Nyah nyah nyah! I gave up just so you wouldn’t have any time!”
Su Yan calmly looked at number 3: “Don’t waste time! The countdown is starting! Ten, nine…”
Number 3 hurriedly said, “Wait, wait, let me think… Got it! Suddenly, a colleague behind me snapped their fingers and said, ‘Do you really think it’s daylight?’ I was shocked to realize it was still dark outside.”
That was really tough! Su Yan had to nod appreciatively, glancing with interest at “Chu He Han Jie.”
How would this guy turn a supernatural plot back to realism?
Indeed, number 3’s trick was sneaky—who could realistically make the sky switch from day to night?
“Chu He Han Jie” raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, then lowered it: “I was surprised and went to check the window, only to find that colleagues had covered it with black cloth. It was definitely daytime outside.”
Nickstar’s audience was amazed by the twists and turns in the story.
“Who wouldn’t say this is a master showdown?”
“To be honest, I feel like I should be sitting with the eliminated from the first round.”
“Chu Shen is forever a god!”
“Si Nian, you’re in danger—how are you going to get past this?”
“Si Nian” was truly at her wit’s end.
“Chu He Han Jie” had firmly established it was daytime outside.
If she repeated number 3’s method, the logic would break.
But the old problem remained—ghost stories rely on darkness to conceal everything.
After hesitation, “Si Nian” shook her head helplessly: “I can’t do it. This is too hard.”
The third round ended, leaving only Su Yan, number 3, and “Chu He Han Jie” on stage.
“Chu He Han Jie” also thought his move was a killing blow, admitting even he couldn’t see how to continue.
Number 3 suddenly raised his hand and voluntarily surrendered: “This is too hard. I definitely can’t think of a way out. I give up; you two big shots continue.”
“Chu He Han Jie” nodded and looked seriously at the last person—Su Yan: “If you can continue this story, I will concede.”
Su Yan frowned deeply.
How could she twist this story back into a horror one?
If she couldn’t change the environment or her opponents, then she would have to change herself…
Suddenly, her eyes brightened, and she smiled: “I saw my colleague happily pointing at my lower body and laughing. I looked down and realized the lower half of my body was on fire.”
When she said this, everyone else was dumbfounded.
Only “Chu He Han Jie” applauded admiringly: “Impressive, impressive. You’ve won this game.”
“Wait, what? How did she just win?” number 5 asked in confusion.
“Si Nian” looked equally puzzled: “Why would the protagonist suddenly self-immolate? That doesn’t make sense logically!”
“Chu He Han Jie” glanced at Su Yan and explained voluntarily: “Yan Jing has taken on the role of the ghost herself. She is the ghost, and her colleagues are trying to destroy her.”
Number 2 suddenly understood: “Oh! That makes sense now! The logic holds.”
The audience also caught on after “Chu He Han Jie”’s explanation.
“Amazing! That’s a clever way to clear the stage!”
“So the protagonist is actually the ghost? Chilling upon reflection.”
“Here’s a creepier detail: earlier the colleague said ‘Hope you stay here forever,’ meaning they want the ghost protagonist to die.”
“Everything connects perfectly.”
“A master of reading comprehension.”
Su Yan got the result she wanted and stood up, stretching contentedly.
“Time’s almost up; I think we can wrap this up.”
The show’s crew voice came through her earpiece: “You may leave now. Pleasure working with you.”
Su Yan snapped her fingers: “Pleasure working with you.”