Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system Chapter 538 - 527: Want to Enter the Ghost House

"I’m okay, I can handle it," said Mr. Qin.

"There are so many people, and we have to queue up. It might take quite a long ti," Ms. Feng said. In her youthful days, she was considered brave and was even an alpha among her female peers.

"If you go buy your tickets now, it’s probable that in about an hour you should be able to enter. They are rather efficient," a passing young man inford them after overhearing their conversation.

"Really?" Mr. Qin’s eyes sparkled as he sought confirmation.

"Indeed." The Tourist nodded.

"Thank you, young man." Mr. Qin thanked him, then turned towards the group, asking, "Do you want to join? We can queue up. If not, you can wait for ."

"No, we’re not as fast anymore, and if the NPC has to taper down the pace to accommodate us, it won’t be exciting." Mr. Han shook his head; he was never fond of such attractions.

"I won’t be participating either," said Mr. Lin as he shook his head.

"I want to, I want to. We, the two of us will. They weren’t into this, even during their younger days, we won’t bother asking," Ms. Feng giggled.

The rest of the group shook their heads.

"Alright, find sowhere to sit and wait for us. We’ll go get tickets first," Mr. Qin said, heading towards the ticket booth.

Ms. Feng followed closely, her face displaying pure excitent.

"Is it really okay for them?" Mrs. Li asked, watching their backs disappear into the crowd.

"It’s fine. The security asures here are top-notch. Even if they do get startled and faint, there’s an imdiate response, including first aid supplies inside," Mr. Xia replied.

"That’s good then. Let’s find a place and wait for them while enjoying so fruits," suggested Mr. Lin as he spotted an open place and headed for it.

The others followed suit. After settling down, they began feasting on the strawberries and cherry tomatoes that Mr. Xia had brought in a small basket.

The young tourists nearby watched in surprise; it was unusual to see older people in that location.

"Grandparents, the Ghost House is here, but Fantasy Space is located near the hotel. It’s where the huge tree-shaped structure is," one young man helpfully inford them, worried that they had lost their way.

"We know, we just ca to see," Mrs. Mu replied, smiling back at him.

"Did you co with your children? They are going inside for fun, and you all are waiting here?" a young girl nearby asked, chuckling.

"No, it’s two old chaps who are interested in this. We’re waiting for them." Mr. Han shook his head.

"Oh, OK" nodded the girl.

In the anwhile, Mr. Qin and Mrs. Feng quickly got their turn to buy tickets at the ticket booth.

Milia, who hadn’t t them before and therefore didn’t indicate their identities, was taken aback to see them at such an age, eager to participate.

"You have a good heart? Not prone to episodes of heart attacks, right? Any history of heart disease?" she asked them, concerned.

"No, we are healthy. Every day, I practice Taekwondo for more than two hours," Mr. Qin shook his head.

"I can dance in the square for two hours every day. I am physically fit," Mrs. Feng chid in.

Milia judged them based on their spirit and deanor, and there were no alarms from the detection device, so she accepted it.

Once a person who was naturally scared and prone to seizures tried to enter here and ended up fainting inside.

That’s when Xia Yue purchased a detection device from the System Mall, capable of checking for heart diseases or conditions that cannot withstand shocks.

Whenever such conditions were detected, it gave an alarm, and it had already gone off two or three tis.