Inside Classroom 403.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Everyone invariably thought of the last few messages left by the man hiding in the tin cabinet, fearful and trembling:

"That place doesn't exist, so we can't exist either—"

What exactly does the so-called "non-existent place" mean...

Could it be that Classroom 403 opened another space that night?

And without realizing it, they entered an alternate world that was completely misaligned with reality, continued the carnival until midnight, and then returned to reality from the alternate world without knowing anything.

This violates the rules of the other world, so there is an unknown force that wants to pull them back?

The imagination of terror is the most debilitating thing.

The "Longtan" trio unanimously chose to occupy the position closest to the door.

But this could not stop the cold air from flowing upward through the soles of their feet.

If they hadn't considered that there might be clues in Classroom 403, they would have run away long ago.

Even the woman who was on the same team as "Li Ark" stood directly in front of 403 and looked around, not daring to explore deeply.

In contrast, Nan Zhou seemed not to mind the horrors and unknowns of Classroom 403.

He walked up and down the steps several times with a cold expression, touching and looking around.

Like a bold cat in a strange space.

...but not human at all.

After Sun Guojing was startled by his idea, he secretly spurned himself.

Wasn't it just a beating from him? Why bother to intimidate yourself like this?

Besides...

He looked at Jiang Fang, who was going up and down with Nan Zhou without fear.

...to be honest.

Neither of them look very human.

A perfect match.

After walking through it several times to make sure that he could not accidentally walk into a different space, Nanzhou stopped.

Across the table, Nan Zhou said to Jiang Fang, "It's very strange."

Jiang Fang nodded: "So far, there is no campus legend pointing to this matter."

The east fifth floor is located in a remote location, and few people come here. The management is as strict as that of ordinary teaching buildings, and it is often locked everywhere.

For young couples to have a tryst, there are romantic groves and rooftops, as well as more cost-effective and vacant dormitories.

Who wants to sit in a lecture theater and talk about love?

In addition, the east fifth floor is a teaching building dedicated to the physical education department, which naturally gives people a feeling of strong yang energy.

Therefore, there is no legend that the East Fifth Floor is haunted.

So, what exactly are they facing in the east fifth floor?

Are they wandering spirits who want their help to fulfill their wishes?

Or is it pure, chaotic malice?

Nanzhou: "Ah, you are thinking about this."

Jiang Fang: "What are you thinking about?"

Nan Zhou: "A lot."

First, the relationship chain.

There were a total of nine people attending the party that day.

But currently, the interpersonal relationships between the seven of them are disconnected.

Hu Li and the person who left the death message seemed to have evaporated from the relationship chain.

In this way, Nan Zhou could not judge what the plan of that force was.

Maybe that force was directed at one of them, and the others were offended?

Second, what is the sequence that triggers terrorist events?

At present, Sun Guojing, Nanzhou and Li Yinhang have encountered a terrorist incident one after another.

The clue you can get is that after hearing three "rustling" sounds, it will trigger once.

But as for the mechanism that triggers events, they can't find any rules at all.

Third, "that power" has never appeared physically.

Sun Guojing felt someone get into his quilt.

What Nanzhou saw was his own distortion in the mirror.

Li Yinhang was flooded with spam messages.

...have almost nothing in common.

The only thing in common is that "that power" may not have an entity, or it may not be revealed in front of them for the time being.

The third is also the part that Nanzhou cares about the most.

Why didn’t the person who left the death message send any signal for help?

According to common sense, they are able to party together, and they are both witnesses of the party on the 21st.

What would be the normal reaction if one of them encountered a horrific incident beyond their understanding?

Of course, I will talk to people who have the same experience, ask for help, and ask for help.

But none of them left any similar records on their mobile phones.

There are no phone calls to talk to, WeChat messages to ask for help, or text messages to ask for help.

…

Nan Zhou spoke very logically, sorting out the messy clues little by little and placing them in front of everyone.

...but that's of no use.

It just adds insult to injury to the already empty heads of the trio.

"Oh, now we know the problem."

Sun Guojing, who had already seen a ghost once, was the hardest among the three to keep calm.

In his anxiety, he couldn't hide his bitter tone: "Then what? So what? Shouldn't we wait for the ghost to come to our door?"

Nan Zhou found a nearby table and sat down, tapping his fingertips on the tabletop.

Now, all the clues are long and short, tangled into a chaotic ball of wool.

What they have to do is to find the thread buried deep in the yarn ball.

Nanzhou thought about the requirements of the mission.

Their mission is to survive for 120 hours without going crazy.

No matter how difficult the dungeon is, certain limits will be placed on the chance of survival to increase playability.

They could just sit back and do nothing, betting that others will die first and that bad luck will befall them.

But Nanzhou didn't like this.

If you do this, the exploration level of the mission will be reduced, and S-level rewards will not be obtained.

In PVE, the meaningless death of teammates will definitely lower the score.

In this way, he is one step closer to realizing his wish.

……etc.

Mission requirements...

Nanzhou raised his eyes and gave a key word: "...elevator."

Sun Guojing, who was chattering to his companions in an attempt to eliminate the fear in his heart, was stunned: "Huh?"

Nanzhou asked: "Which building in the school has an elevator?"

That puzzling death message left more than just verbal messages.

...In order to escape from the "rustling" sound, the person who left the message pressed the elevator button, trying to induce the "rustling" sound to move away from him.

In other words, there is an elevator where the person is.

Nanzhou made a quick decision: "Let's go." Find the elevator.

Jiang Fang also planned to respond.

But as soon as he moved, his movements stagnated obviously.

He faced Nanzhou and made a gesture to his ear.

...it's my turn.

The first "rustling" sound clearly appeared in Jiang Fang's ears.

Nanzhou looked at Jiang Fang and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

When he saw his distorted image in the mirror yesterday, his head tilted by the edge of the frame, he had never felt so uncomfortable.

Nan Zhou regarded it as a physical problem, raised his hand to press his chest, and said to Jiang Fang again: "Let's go."

It is necessary to find out the cause and prevent the "rustling" sound from continuing to affect... people who should not be affected.

Jiang Fang accepted this well. Following Nan Zhou, when passing by the "Longtan" trio, he politely opened the door for Li Yinhang and signaled to her that ladies have priority.

After sending Li Yinhang out, only Jiang Fang and the trio remained in 403.

Jiang Fang looked at Qi Tianyun.

Among the three, he was the only one who tried to mount an effective defense.

Therefore, what he says next may be the best he can listen to.

Jiang Fang looked at Qi Tianyun and said softly: "If it were me, I wouldn't trust that person named Xie too much."

"Although you robbed us at the beginning, we have no conflict of interest now."

"Don't forget, you bullied Xie Xiangyu in the original worldview. The roles you played are essentially in conflict with him."

One word awakens the dreamer.

Jiang Fang smiled as he looked at the three people who had been successfully aroused by his few words.

I have to say that without the aggressive aggression just now, his affinity is amazing.

Jiang Fang picked up the phone: "Our ultimate goal is to pass the test. If you have any worries or encounter any trouble, you can come to me... Don't worry about Teacher Nan, our Teacher Nan is actually a very good person."

"Longtan" trio: "..."

Grass.

You're coaxing an idiot.

Jiang Fang, who had just dug into the hearts of the three of them, now seemed unable to understand the complex expressions of the three of them.

He handed over a note with a smile, continuing to show goodwill: "Please leave each other's mobile phone numbers."

The trio looked at each other.

...it doesn't seem to matter if I leave a phone number.

Because he could not memorize his mobile phone number like Jiang Fang, Qi Tianyun took out his mobile phone and dialed the number provided by Jiang Fang.

While he was concentrating on inputting the number, Jiang Fang took a step forward naturally.

He made a gesture of leaning down to confirm the phone number.

...but his right hand swayed under the collar of Qi Tianyun's dark black sweater.

His movements were so fast that Qi Tianyun didn't even realize what he had done.

Before Qi Tianyun felt uncomfortable with their close distance, Jiang Fang withdrew in time, held his chest, silently bowed to them, saying goodbye, and then turned around and left Classroom 403.

After turning around, the friendly smile on Jiang Fang's face gradually faded.

Relatively speaking, Nanzhou's character and personality are really much better than mine.

None of these three people are particularly smart, and they obviously have no experience in supernatural dungeons.

...It only has the value of being used as a pawn and a shield.

So, why should we give it up to Xie Xiangyu, let him drive us, and even waste it?

Rather than being in the hands of an unpredictable person, your life and death is better left in our hands.

At least to them, their lives represent points.

It has a certain value.

Nan Zhou and Li Yinhang were waiting for him outside Gate 403.

As soon as Jiang Fang met Nan Zhou, he put aside all the calculations in his mind.

He took out a thin, small button battery-like object and shook it in front of Nan Zhou.

Nan Zhou asked with his eyes: What is it?

Jiang Fang handed the thing into his hand and told him with his mouth: pinch it off.

Nanzhou:???

Nan Zhou replied with his mouth: Why?

Jiang Fang: I’ll tell you after I pinch it off.

Nan Zhou weighed the small thing between his fingers, twisted it between his thumb and index finger, and exerted force suddenly.

——Ba.

The somewhat thick iron buckle was instantly rolled into thin slices.

Nan Zhou returned the thing to Jiang Fang: "What is this?"

Jiang Fang raised the corners of his lips happily.

…

At this moment.

Xie Xiangyu sat alone in a corner of the classroom, listening to the teacher talk about ideological and moral cultivation and legal foundation.

He even takes notes on the characters he plays.

...It can be said that the character setting was perfectly executed.

As for the three sports students who listened to his advice, hurriedly asked for leave and skipped their daily training...

It wouldn't be a bad idea to let them approach Classroom 403 first and try some experimental products.

He attached the same eavesdropping props exchanged from the system to Qi Tianyun's body to facilitate monitoring the movements of the test subjects.

The few issues Nanzhou noticed were almost the same as what he had summarized.

The next investigation direction Nanzhou discovered, "elevator," was also recorded in his notebook.

However, Xie Xiangyu seemed more interested in Nanzhou than solving the puzzle.

In the upper left corner of the notebook, the word "nanzhou" is circled four or five times.

But somehow, the sound reception at the other end of the eavesdropping prop changed slightly.

Xie Xiangyu put down his pen, raised his eyebrows and raised his ears, trying to hear what exactly happened.

Was it discovered by Qi Tianyun?

still……

Soon, the sharp sound of the eavesdropping prop shattering into pieces traveled a thousand meters and pierced directly into his eardrum!

Xie Xiangyu suddenly doubled up and almost threw the pen in his hand.

He leaned on the table and rested for a long time, and the Tianling Gai still seemed to have been struck with a gong and hammer.

...My head is buzzing.

He rested his head on his arm, not angry or annoyed, but instead couldn't help but laugh muffledly.

Ah, it was discovered.

But it shouldn't have been discovered by the trio, otherwise they might have cursed themselves before destroying the props.

So, is it Jiang Fang?

Or Nanzhou?

While he was thinking about it with interest, his over-stimulated eardrums came to join in the fun again.

"Buzz——"

"boom--"

"sand--"

"sand--"

At first, Xie Xiangyu didn't pay too much attention, and just pinched his earlobe gently to relieve the tinnitus.

However, after realizing what happened, Xie Xiangyu stopped moving.

He heard a staccato, hasty voice.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!"

sand--

"What do you want? I'll give you everything, just don't kill me!"

sand--

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"

Accompanying the cry for help were constant knocks on the door and futile gasps.

And the dead silence with no one responding, and the unrelenting sound, like the dull sound of skin being rubbed with sandpaper.

"sand--"

It was not difficult to identify that it was Xie Xiangyu's own voice.

He heard his moans and cries for help as he was dying.

What followed was a "rustling" sound that was approaching step by step and sent chills down the spine.

...Sure enough, if you don't play the role seriously, you will definitely be able to escape the disaster.

Xie Xiangyu had heard "rustling" sounds twice before, so he had already expected what he was going through now, so he was not too surprised.

Waiting for his frantic heartbeat to recover, he buried his head and checked somewhere in his notebook——

His experience once again proves that "that power" has no entity yet.

A marker pen on Xie Xiangyu's fingertips flew like flying, turning out hundreds of patterns in his palm.

It seems that I must seize the time and act.
Chapter completed!