Owen Grant was confused: "Why would the ghost want to change the time?"

Ethan Clark raised his eyebrows slightly, lit a cigarette, took a drag, felt his mind clear, and said slowly, "To trick us into taking the elevator."

Owen Grant suddenly understood: "Good thing you, Mr. Clark, had someone unlock the stairwell. I also warned them to be careful with the elevator earlier, so they won't fall for it..."

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching scream came from the elevator.

Owen Grant froze for two seconds, his eyes wide with shock: "It's that guy on the eleventh floor!!"

...

Samuel Brooks's scream was so terrifying that it alarmed all the actors in the building.

When Ethan Clark and Owen Grant rushed down, everyone was already there. Caleb Turner was hesitating in front of the elevator, unsure whether to press the open button, while the other newcomers kept their distance.

The thin, dark man said in fear, "Mr. Turner, don't open the elevator... Samuel Brooks isn't making a sound anymore, he must be dead. If the ghost is still inside, won't it come out if we open the elevator..."

Another newcomer realized, "Yeah, he's already dead, and it's still work hours. What if the ghost attacks us..."

Two others chimed in, "If we're going to open it, wait until after work!"

There was no doubt that Samuel Brooks was dead. Caleb Turner had wanted to go in and look for clues, but after hearing the newcomers, he felt a bit uneasy and thought it wouldn't hurt to wait until after work.

He had just stepped back and turned his head when he saw the tall and striking Ethan Clark in the crowd, and a deep resentment flashed in his eyes.

This man appeared gentle and frail on the surface, but was actually shockingly skilled—a classic wolf in sheep's clothing, waiting for him to take the bait. After all the films he'd been through, he had let his guard down and been outsmarted by a newcomer. It was a huge humiliation.

Caleb Turner gripped his phone so tightly he nearly crushed it.

He had finally accumulated two thousand followers after three or four horror films, but because of that incident in the bathroom, he lost nearly half of them. It was all this newcomer's fault—he'd lost so many points!

And in this film, he hadn't gained any new followers at all.

This was definitely not a good sign. It showed that the audience's attention was completely off him and drawn to others. Even the movie screenshots being shared were of other people, not him.

He'd looked into the newcomers—they were all useless dreamers. So the only one who could be stealing his fans was this Ethan Clark.

And Ethan Clark even had the side quest he had always dreamed of.

There was no way he could use force to suppress or retaliate against him—horror films didn't allow actors to kill each other. But...

A dark glint flashed in Caleb Turner's eyes.

The only one in a horror film who could kill this person without breaking the rules was... the ghost.

He couldn't let this person keep stealing his spotlight and blocking his growth, and it would be best to force him to hand over the side quest before killing him.

Caleb Turner looked at the elevator where someone had just died, his gaze flickering.

Clearly, the ghost was trapped in the elevator.

It was still work hours, the time when the ghost was active—a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Although in low-level films, ghosts usually wouldn't kill two people in such a short interval, he could use some... special methods to prompt the ghost to kill.

This was tacitly allowed in horror films.

What was forbidden was actors killing actors, not actors using points to buy props and having the ghost do the killing. Newcomers didn't know this rule; he had only figured it out after a lot of trial and error.

Caleb Turner quietly opened the app store. He had had his eye on that item for a while, just never found the right opportunity to use it.

[Actor Caleb Turner, do you want to spend 30 points to purchase "Satan's Tribute"?]

[Satan's Tribute: Sacrifice flesh and blood to the ghost (living humans are best, dead human flesh is second, live poultry is barely acceptable, dead poultry is the least), and gain a brief period of peace.]

[Instructions: Stick the Eye of Satan onto the flesh, and it will be marked as a tribute to Satan. When the ghost sees the mark, it will come to claim its tribute.]

[Effect: The more flesh and the higher the quality, the more satisfied the ghost will be, and the longer the actor's period of safety.]

Caleb Turner didn't care about that optional period of safety; what he wanted was for the ghost to "claim the tribute" and kill.

30 points.

Caleb Turner felt a pang of pain, but thinking of the injuries on his face and his huge losses, he clicked [Confirm] without hesitation.

His points instantly dropped, and a thin, eye-shaped sticker silently appeared in his hand.

Now, all he had to do was secretly stick the Eye of Satan onto Ethan Clark, then lure him into the elevator, and it would be done.

Ethan Clark noticed that Caleb Turner had been acting strangely, staring at his phone the whole time, and seemed thoughtful.

Behind him, Owen Grant tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Mr. Clark, that guy Zhou just had a surge of malice, really strong—I think he might be trying to hurt you. Be careful."

Ethan Clark was taken aback. The person next to him was practically a human detector.

"I got it." Ethan Clark's smile slowly widened.

Caleb Turner walked over to him, suddenly smiling warmly, his attitude doing a complete 180 from before—a stark contrast.

The newcomers were all surprised.

Caleb Turner lowered his voice, full of apology: "Sorry, I was out of my mind before and had those thoughts. I deserved to get beaten. Look, you've already hit me—can we just call it even?"

Ethan Clark raised his eyebrows, but didn't reply.