The crisp sound of the bell rang throughout the campus, and all the students hurriedly ran back to their respective classrooms.

Xia Tianqiong stood at the school gate, a little confused, not knowing which classroom she should go to.

The teaching building in front of him was a two-story building made of red bricks, which looked like a building from the 1960s or 70s. The windows still had the kind of wooden window frames painted yellow and the glass was single-pane.

It looks very vintage overall.

Xia Tianqiong walked into the teaching building and strolled along the long corridor. Suddenly, she had the illusion of returning to her student days and felt a strange sense of nostalgia.

While the other students were all in a hurry, he seemed like a tourist, looking around.

The bell rang for a minute, and the moment it stopped, a short, stout middle-aged man appeared at the end of the corridor.

Upon seeing Xia Tianqiong, he immediately strode over and loudly demanded, "Which class are you in? The bell has already rung, why haven't you entered the classroom yet?"

Xia Tianqiong's eyes lit up; this man with the Mediterranean hairstyle was actually a fierce and mysterious figure.

We've only just entered the Ghost Realm and we've already encountered a fierce ghost; it seems there are quite a few more here.

He looked at it with great interest, really wanting to take action right now and subdue this fierce and cunning creature.

However, after thinking about it, I decided to postpone it.

We should figure out the situation here before taking action. After all, this might be the domain of a treacherous general. Even if we do take action, we should take down the big ones first and then deal with the smaller ones, so as not to alert the enemy.

"Teacher, I'm new here, and I don't know which class I'm in."

Xia Tianqiong lowered her head slightly, trying her best to play the role of a student.

The middle-aged man, Li Gui, had a serious expression, but a hint of joy was hidden in his eyes. "All new students have admission notices. Can't you read them yourself?"

Xia Tianqiong paused for a moment, then started rummaging in her school uniform pocket.

My pockets were empty, I had nothing in them, but I was surprised to find that I was still carrying a backpack.

He quickly took it off his back and held it in front of him. It was a slightly worn gray canvas backpack, filled with various books and a pencil case.

Tucked inside was a piece of paper, which was the admission notice.

Xia Tianqiong opened it and saw a message that read: "Congratulations, Li Hai, on your admission to our school and becoming a member of Guifu No. 1 High School. Please report to Class 9 of Grade 1..."

There was some more text at the end, which he didn't read carefully, and he was a little surprised.

This strange realm not only gave him a school uniform, equipped him with a schoolbag, books and stationery, but even gave him a new name.

Suddenly it felt like I was playing a murder mystery game, acting out a character in the script.

"Stop dawdling, I'll take you to Class 9 of Grade 11."

The middle-aged man spoke sternly and then turned to lead the way.

Xia Tianqiong nodded and obediently followed behind.

At the same time, he asked the old woman in the burial clothes in his mind, "Can you sense the aura of the ghost general?"

The old lady replied, "It's barely visible; its location is impossible to pinpoint."

"As long as we confirm there's a treacherous general here, we'll find him sooner or later. Conceal your presence and don't let yourself be discovered."

After Xia Tianqiong finished explaining, she didn't say anything more.

He followed the middle-aged man in front of him to the end of the corridor, then went up the stairs to the second floor.

The first classroom on the left has a sign that reads "Grade 11, Class 9".

"This is it."

The middle-aged man looked at Xia Tianqiong with a half-smile, "According to school rules, students who are late have to run ten laps as punishment. After this class, go to the playground and run. Do you understand?"

Xia Tianqiong suddenly realized that a trace of the power of rules appeared along with the other party's words.

This is a death rule that must be followed, or it will be triggered.

"knew."

He replied and then went into the classroom.

In the classroom, a young female teacher was giving a lesson. When she saw him come in, she said casually, "Go to the last row and find an empty seat."

The tone was rather cold.

Xia Tianqiong didn't care; he could tell that this teacher was a wicked devil.

Once the Ghost General is captured, all the strange creatures in the school will be wiped out in one fell swoop, which is exactly what his army needs since they are still missing a lot of strange creatures.

There were forty or fifty students in the classroom, all of them young teenagers around sixteen or seventeen years old.

At this moment, everyone turned their gazes toward the scene, some with curiosity, some with excitement, and some with schadenfreude.

Xia Tianqiong walked through the aisle between the desks, observing them as she went.

About two-thirds of these students are human, and the remaining third are supernatural beings.

They sat there, each one with their back straight, very well-behaved.

Xia Tianqiong walked to the last row, where there were four long tables, two of which were empty. He randomly chose one and sat down.

On the platform, the female teacher continued her lecture, and the students listened attentively. Not one of them whispered or daydreamed; they all listened attentively.

It's perfectly normal, yet it feels strangely odd.

It seems this is a very strict school, otherwise the students wouldn't look like this.

This was a Chinese class, and Xia Tianqiong took out her textbook and pretended to listen attentively.

But I was also a little curious: what exactly was this eerie place in the school trying to do? And how would it harm people?

The ultimate purpose of any bizarre act is to kill and eat people; there are no exceptions.

As a result, nothing happened after the class ended.

This seemed to be a very normal high school class.

When the bell rang, the teacher immediately stopped teaching, turned around and walked out of the classroom, without going over time at all.

At the same time, almost all the students turned to look at Xia Tianqiong.

Some of them licked their lips, their eyes filled with fierceness and excitement; these were the strange classmates.

Others were human classmates, whose gazes were more complex, containing expressions of sympathy, indifference, and even amusement.

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