Under normal circumstances, that steel plate is still normal.
Xu Shuo, carrying the amusement park director's cumbersome body, simply threw it over, and with a loud bang, it landed hard on the vibrating steel plate.
But even so, the director didn't wake up.
"Did you do something to him?" asked the female tourist who was following cautiously.
"Just a little medical procedure."
Xu Shuo, with his arms crossed, leaned slightly against the wall and quietly observed the person lying on the steel plate.
The female tourist listened with complete confusion.
However, she didn't pester him with more questions, instead, she stood there watching too.
The atmosphere inside the Haunted House became very still for a moment.
There was no activity for quite some time.
"Hmm... It seems that coming in from the back door doesn't work?" Xu Shuo murmured thoughtfully, stepped on the steel plate, dragged the director back, and casually tossed him aside.