At that moment, the tourists sitting on the Hyper Velocity Coaster only felt the carriage shake slightly before it slowly moved away from the platform.

  During this phase as the coaster slowly climbed to the highest point on the track, some experienced riders started chatting.

  "This track isn't that high."

  "Yeah, I rode a coaster at Starlight Amusement Park once, and it was a truly vertical drop. Felt like it was ten stories high. Just looking at it made me almost pee my pants."

  "Haha, I rode that one too. That time, I really was scared shitless. This one's kid stuff compared to that."

  Amidst the tourists' laughter, the Death House had ascended to the highest point on the track, and the angle began to adjust, tilting downward.

  "Here it comes,"

  Jake watched this scene on the monitor, his spirits lifting, focusing intently on the coaster on the track.

  His favorite moment was about to arrive!

  "Whirr!"

  The coaster car vibrated violently, and a beast-like roar erupted from the engine installed at the bottom of the car.

  The tourists all felt like they were sitting on a massage chair with the power turned up to the max, their entire bodies of fat jiggling with the vibration of the seat, starting to burn.

  "What the hell!" a tourist shouted.

  At this moment, all the tourists were a little confused, and an inexplicable hint of panic arose in their hearts.

  They had ridden coasters so many times, but this was the first time they had experienced such a feeling on one.

  Before they could figure out what was happening, they heard a loud bang, and then they saw the scenery on both sides flashing past their vision, leaving trails of afterimages.

  The fierce wind hit their faces, turning everyone's cheeks into pancakes.

  Their hair was neatly swept back into broom-like shapes, dragging behind their heads.

  "Holy crap!" Brian felt like he couldn't even open his eyes. "How can it be so fast?"

  After finally managing to pry open a slit, he saw a world completely different from anything he had known before.

  At such extreme speeds, it was difficult to distinguish the original appearance of any object.

  Moreover, each object dragged a trail of afterimages, so that they all seemed to have tails.

  The world seemed to have become a chaos, with various afterimages mixed together.

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  Brian, situated in such a world, felt his head spin, and his stomach quickly reacted.

  "Ugh!"

  He groaned, feeling his stomach churning, something constantly surging upward.

  His face was pale, and he forcibly swallowed it back down.

  Fortunately, the protective suit he was wearing did provide some help, preventing him from fainting outright.

  He rallied his spirits and observed the reactions of the other tourists around him.

  He saw that the tourists around him had lost the high spirits they had at the start of the ride, and now all looked terrified, weak, pitiful, and helpless, clutching the safety bars pressed against their chests with all their might.

  The person next to him had his mouth wide open, seemingly shouting something.

  However, due to the oncoming wind, he couldn't make any sound at all.

  Brian, relying on his professional skills, judged from his mouth movements that he wanted to shout: "Mommy, I don't want to play anymore, let me off!"

  "Looks like this coaster does have something going for it, but it's still false advertising!" Brian thought to himself.

  After all, the promotional video for the Death House claimed a speed exceeding the speed of sound!

  Brian had done his homework before coming, researching the relevant information.

  The speed of sound is approximately 767 miles per hour.

  Although the current speed of the Death House is fast, it definitely does not reach the standard of the speed of sound!

  Brian chuckled inwardly.

  After completing the entire ride, he would go down and question Jake about where he got the nerve to say his coaster could exceed the speed of sound!

  Just as he was thinking this, the Death House arrived near the 360-degree loop.

  Brian temporarily put aside his thoughts, calmed his mind, held his breath, and prepared to meet the upcoming impact.

  But obviously, he had underestimated what was about to happen.

  "Boom!"

  All the tourists on the coaster felt as if a thunderbolt had struck them at close range, deafeningly loud.

  Immediately afterward, they felt the world fall into a state of serenity.

  They had never experienced such a level of quiet, not even in the sweetest of dreams.

  "What's going on?"

  Brian hurriedly reached out and patted his ears, feeling panicked.

  Could the sound have ruptured his eardrums?

  What would he do then!

  As a reporter, if he couldn't hear sounds, how could he continue his work in the future?

  At the same time, he saw the coaster speeding past him.

  Brian saw very clearly that the coaster speeding past him was the Death House he had been riding.

  But wasn't he supposed to be sitting in the car?

  How could he be seeing the coaster leave him from this perspective?

  Could it be that I was thrown off?

  When Brian thought of this, his face changed drastically, and he shouted, "Wait for me, I haven't gotten on yet!"

  Other tourists were doing the same thing as him.

  At this moment, all the tourists' souls were floating in mid-air, watching in horror as the coaster carrying their bodies moved further and further away.

  Each tourist was wildly gesticulating and shouting.

  It's just that no matter how they shouted, they couldn't make a sound.

  Everything around them was silent, and they couldn't hear any sounds.

  Such an extremely quiet world made everyone feel extremely panicked.

  At this moment, all the tourists also thought of what the promotional video had said.

  The video mentioned that during the 360-degree loop, the coaster's speed would increase to exceed the speed of sound, at which point all tourists would experience an out-of-body, near-death experience.

  "Dude, are you serious?"

  "Holy crap, I actually ran into an honest business that doesn't engage in false advertising!"

  "Boss, you're not playing fair! Deliberately copying clickbait promotional videos, making us mistakenly believe that you're also a clickbaiter, and then ambushing us!"

  "I should be happy to encounter an honest business, but... but why am I crying?"

  At this moment, all the tourists were frantically complaining in their hearts.

  Brian was on the verge of tears, roaring inwardly, "Boss, please, can't you just be false advertising? Why do you have to give us the real deal?"

  If Brian had previously hoped that the Death House was false advertising, it was because he wanted to create an eye-catching news story.

  But now he hoped that the Death House was false advertising because he wanted to save his own life!