Two hours later, when the first batch of moviegoers emerged, some of them had legs that had turned to jelly.

The females, in particular, were all shivering in their partners’ arms.

Jiang Qin only watched the beginning and skipped the rest. She was pregnant, after all. ’Best to avoid such intense thrills.’

’Besides, I already saw a rough cut before post-production. This version, with all the editing and special effects... I’ll just... I’ll just skip it.’

People who hadn’t been able to buy tickets flocked to the Star Network to tag movie critics.

[Hey, are you done with the movie? Hurry up and write your reviews! We’re waiting!]

[Yeah! You’re young, how can you be sleeping? Get up and make some money!]

[Has any regular person who saw the movie come out yet? Can you tell us if it’s any good? I’m dying of suspense.]

[First batch of viewers here to answer. I can only say it was amazing. So good I cried. A lot of people couldn’t even stand steady when they walked out.]

[For real?]

[For real. All I can say is that it’s incredibly moving. Everyone has to go see it!]

[Like *Strange Tales*? Is it one of those tragic human-ghost love stories?]

[Exactly! Just go see it, you won’t be disappointed.]

[Just finished it. I have a feeling I’m going to have insomnia for days.]

Since so many people on the Star Network were "crying" about how amazing the movie was, it piqued everyone’s curiosity.

After all, if it was good enough to make people cry, just how good could it be?

Soon, the second batch of moviegoers entered the theater, and later stumbled out in the same fashion.

They posted on the Star Network: [We recommend everyone see this movie. Don’t miss it, go see it in theaters!!]

[That’s right, it’s seriously so good. After watching it, my Riot Value dropped by 2%.]

After all, the females who were scared stiff had completely lost control of their Spiritual Bodies, which all coalesced together.

This was especially true for those who get scared easily but love to watch horror anyway.

They were completely engrossed in the film, constantly on edge for the next sudden scare.

They probably didn’t even notice that the kind of concentration their instructors had always tried to teach them, which they had never been able to master, was now achieved simply because of a movie.

...

[You’ve got to be kidding. What does a movie have to do with Riot Value?]

[You’ll find out when you go. I suggest inviting several females to go with you.]

[Hehe, perfect. I just bought ten tickets and was already planning on inviting some females.]

[Hope you enjoy the movie.]

As fans of Jiang Qin, Wen Xueli and the others naturally went as well.

In fact, the admin of their fan group directly booked an entire online theater, inviting all the major fans from the various fan groups to watch.

And so, they were now watching *Rebirth Night*.

The absurd part was that they were getting so scared, even while watching online, that their Spiritual Bodies were popping out.

You know that feeling? At the most terrifying moment, you feel something ice-cold touch your foot.

You’re about to be scared out of your wits, but you look down and... hah... it’s just your own wimpy Spiritual Body.

After the movie, the Jiang Fans were unusually quiet in the group chat for once. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

This left the fans who had been waiting for their report completely baffled.

[Didn’t they go to watch the movie? How come nobody’s saying anything?]

[Two hours have passed. They should be done by now, right?]

[What’s going on? Was the movie bad, and they don’t know what to say? Or was it so good that they haven’t recovered yet?]

[It’s okay if it’s not good, really. We’d buy tickets to support Qin Bao whether it’s good or not.]

[Totally. Compared to other celebrities, Qin Bao is a real breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry. She never asks us to boost her stats, or to support her by buying merchandise and endorsed products, and she’s never even organized any fan support events.]

In short, being a fan of Jiang Qin saved you a lot of money.

The only money they ever spent was on song downloads, streaming service memberships for her TV shows, and movie tickets.

But they didn’t feel that could be counted as money spent *for* Jiang Qin.

That was just their own personal entertainment expense.

They would have spent money on such works regardless, simply because they genuinely enjoyed them.

So in their minds, what counted as spending money *for* Jiang Qin? Things like, for example, paying to book out a theater and then not even going. That would count.

Or buying a product she endorsed that they didn’t actually need, just to make her sales figures look good. That would also count as spending money for her.

But Jiang Qin had none of those things.

Forget about having to book out theaters for her; without connections or lightning-fast fingers, it was hard enough just to snag a ticket.

As for endorsements, they had yet to see her film a single commercial.

Not that they ever asked why Jiang Qin didn’t do commercials. ’She probably has her own reasons,’ they figured.

Logically, with her level of popularity, brands should be fighting to send her invitations.

...

Wen Xueli, after composing herself, finally replied in the group: [I suggest everyone go see it. Because after you watch it, you won’t feel lonely anymore.]

[? Why? Is it a heartwarming film?]

Wen Jiaqi, at a loss for words, posted ominously: [Because after you watch it, you’ll feel like there’s someone in the hallway, someone in the elevator, someone in the bathroom, and maybe even someone under your bed.]

The group members: ...What a... horrifying description.

A description beyond imagination!

[Boohoo... anyway, everyone should just hurry up and go see it. We won’t spoil anything; that would ruin the fun.]

[True. Hehe, I managed to get a ticket for the midnight show online.]

Wen Jiaqi: [The midnight show? Good luck, friend.]

Wen Xueli: [I suggest watching it with your robot butler.]

That way, if you fainted from fright, the robot could administer first aid.

Long Yue had also snagged a ticket for the midnight show.

Of course, she preferred to watch it late at night anyway. She slept during the day; her life began at night.

Otherwise, as a Princess of the Imperial Royal Family, all she would have had to do was say the word, and theaters would be falling over themselves to offer her a free private screening.

Soon, the movie began.

To enjoy the movie in peace, she hadn’t even brought her partner along.

All by herself, she went to the top floor of her villa to begin the film.

As the film progressed, the plot reached the pivotal night—the night the spirits of the mother and mother-in-law, who had been murdered by the main couple, were due to return.

Long Yue’s hands had already started to tremble slightly.

She couldn’t even bring herself to eat the small cookie in her mouth, jumping in fright every few moments.

She was a little scared, but felt it was still within a tolerable range. Mostly, she just found it incredibly thrilling and so, so good.

This kind of retro-style horror film was far more interesting than all those gory Alien Beast flicks.

It was always some film about a giant python Alien Beast from the Deep Sea, or some monstrous Alien Beast from the bottom of the ocean, followed by the clichéd plot of males protecting the females as they retreat.

In the end, a whole swath of the male protagonists would die off, leaving only the female lead and one or two male leads to survive, at which point they’d start sweetly kissing and embracing...

Then a post-credits scene would show an egg in the Deep Sea or a smaller version of the giant Alien Beast, setting up the sequel.

*Revenge of the Alien Beast’s Offspring!*