The door on materialism is based on reality. Push the door open and walk in, and open the door and walk out.

The doors in idealism are completely different.

You can open the door and walk in, but the moment you walk in, the scene in front of you completely changes. It is completely impossible to go out through the door you come in.

...

After Du Wei opened the door and walked in, he found that his location had turned into an office.

The surrounding tones tend to be dark, just like the scene in an old-fashioned TV set.

In this office, besides him, there are other people sitting...

Everyone is busy with their own affairs.

Um……

What you see in the state of spiritual vision is completely different, they are not human.

The first time Du Wei encountered such a strange situation, if he hadn't seen a diary on the table in front of him, and the writer was "Du Wei", he would have thought he had traveled through time again.

Something is very wrong.

Du Wei remained calm, always sitting in his work station, quietly looking at his colleagues around him from the corner of his eyes.

In the state of spiritual vision, he can see more.

These colleagues, including men and women, wore clothing styles that were popular more than ten years ago, while others were *******.

All evil spirits...

But it was a little strange that Du Wei did not feel any malice, and he was now alone and did not put on the black shadow shell.

"Why don't you attack me?"

Du Wei touched the flintlock rifle in his pocket, and placed nearly a hundred bullets in his backpack. It was heavy but also reliable.

With clown cards and coins, he doesn't have to worry about shooting skills at all. Even if he is fired into the sky, the bullet will fall to the ground and hit the evil spirit.

At this time, a man in the work station in front of Du Wei stood up and twisted his waist, and said in a complaining tone: "Hey, I've been sitting for too long. I've always had a back pain recently. Maybe I have to take time to see the doctor."

Hearing this.

Du Wei narrowed his eyes and began to think in his heart.

"They seem to still maintain their behavior during their lifetime, or are suppressed by some existence, and have not yet realized their nature."

"It's a bit similar to the four ghosts I encountered in the Horror House. They still retained their human characteristics before they discovered that they were dead."

This made Du Wei feel a little relieved.

The situation was better than he thought, but not so good.

Because his purpose was to find the oil painting called another door, find a way to close the conceptual door, or completely destroy it, and then successfully escape from this ghost place.

In Du Wei's imagination, entering the world behind the door should be very dangerous, with dangers everywhere and evil spirits ravaging.

However, no evil spirit attacked him.

It is as safe as traveling to a certain point in reality.

“It’s really fun…”

Du Wei said something in his heart, as if he was saying to himself, and to those evil spirits covered in human skin.

Next, he placed his eyes on the diary on the desk.

The signature is himself.

After opening it, the first line reads the following:

[Written to myself, on the evening of June 9, I pushed open the door and walked into the Ciscolin Museum, but it was different from what I thought, everything was too safe.]

[The reason I wrote it to myself is because I discovered the secret here.]

[This is indeed a school, but it is the school 10 years ago, or all the evil spirits here maintain their status ten years ago. They do what they should do according to their behavior during their lifetime.]

【But in fact, they are dead, I don’t intend to bother them, my purpose is to find that door】

...

[Written the next day, I roughly understood the situation here. It is indeed safe, but it is also very dangerous, because I can't find the door, it is too deep hidden]

[Even that Hoddy did not appear. I am playing the role of a teacher in this ghost place. I don’t plan to leave for the time being]

...

【It's the fourth day now, write it to myself】

[I am Du Wei, but to be precise, I am Du Wei three days ago. Yes, the timeline of this ghost school is only three days. After the third day, everything will become the beginning. I have no memories of those three days, but I am still alive]

[I am now considering something, whether to use that method to leave here]

[I will stay here until the third day next, and I will write everything I do in my diary. If I can't succeed in three days, then please continue to read back]

...

When Du Wei saw this, his eyes were a little cold and even revealed a hint of sarcasm.

He turned the next page.

[On the first day, I went to Class A-012, and all the students were evil spirits, well... they still maintained the logic of their behavior during their lifetime]

[I got nothing, but I noticed one thing, this school has no principal]

[That night, I went to the teacher's dormitory building and found nothing]

【The next day, I walked all over the school and decided to leave, but I met the principal, whose name was Hoddy】

[I took action on it, but this did not work. It was too scary. It was unsolvable]

[I tried all my skills and could only save my life temporarily. Now, I hid in the office and wrote this passage. It seemed that it could not come in, but I couldn't go out.]

[It's the third day, everything will restart. I'm thinking about whether to use that method to leave...]

After the second restart, my diary was only written here, and then something seemed to have happened, which prevented me from continuing to write.

After seeing this, the sarcasm in Du Wei's eyes became even more obvious.

He flipped his diary back, with handwriting densely packed and every page was written.

While reading, he asked himself in his heart:

"So I've been in this ghost place for a long time, and my memory is zeroed every three days, restarted?"

"So now, I don't know how many times I have restarted?"

After asking for a few questions in a row, Du Wei answered: "I have to say that this diary looks like that, but unfortunately, it's too fake..."

He didn't believe it at all.

In a strange environment, I saw a diary of my own, and I knew that it was all very strange. With evil spirits, how could he believe in a diary?

The most important thing is that he wrote this diary himself.

All the information seems to be too important, the three-day timeline of unlimited restart, plus principal Hody, and his own identity, students...

The more important it is, the more fake it appears.

The most important thing is that I don’t have the habit of writing a diary. Even if I get into a certain crisis, my idea must be to leave safely, rather than writing a diary here, and I plan to fight to the death.

Another thing.

In the diary, all the key points are actually very vague. The ones that repeat the most are the methods of danger and departure.

If it really was written by yourself, why not write down the way to leave?
Chapter completed!