In front of the dusty doors of 919 and 921, a dozen candidates stood ready.

Zheng Wanqing excitedly summoned a [hammer-sized fist], and her broken right arm instantly became whole again. "I've been annoyed by them for a long time."

Now she can finally tear down the door openly!

Jiang stood aside with his arms folded, pouting pessimistically, "We've tried many times, but we can only get two meters behind the door at most. We can't go any deeper."

In its opinion, human candidates can't even get through the door and are worse than them.

Tang Xin Jue reminded: "Be careful, if you feel something is wrong, retreat immediately."

"Don't worry."

Zheng Wanqing raised her fist and smashed it hard on the dusty wooden door!

boom!

Dust flew everywhere. Zheng Wanqing came out coughing, her face full of doubt: "...I didn't break it open."

Her iron fist could even punch through the wall of Grandma Mayas's house, but it couldn't even break open such a thin wooden door?

Number 5 and number 6 immediately stepped forward and said, "Let's give it a try."

Before he finished speaking, the two men raised their arms, and flames roared out from the flamethrowers, instantly engulfing the door of 919.

After more than ten seconds, the flames dissipated as the torch was withdrawn, leaving only two charred marks on the dormitory door. Neither the lock nor the door panel moved at all.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment: He can’t even use the most destructive fire-breathing ability?

Zheng Wanqing and sister No. 5 ran to the door of 921 and tried again, but the result was the same - not a single crack appeared, as if the attack was in vain.

Guo Guo rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly. "Is this a wooden door? You must be kidding. It's an alloy steel bulletproof door! Did your school hide the weapons storage behind this door? That's why it's so impregnable?"

Jiang shrugged with his No. 13 body: "Look, we already said that."

It turns out that not only are their underworld methods ineffective against these two doors, but they are also a blocked road in the world of the living.

Tang Xin Jue brushed away the sparks and dust in the air and inspected the door for a while. "They should be under some kind of restriction. It's not a physical defense, but more like it nullifies our attacks."

How can I cause real damage to these two doors?

In the silence, Ke Ke suddenly stepped out of the team.

Jiang Lan called her softly, but ultimately did not stop her. She only said softly, "...Be careful."

Keke waved her hand and removed the bandage wrapped around her neck, revealing densely packed black runes that crisscrossed and spread to her jaw, which made everyone breathe easier for a moment.

So this is why No. 3 is wrapped in bandages?

"Arsonists and boxers, be prepared to attack immediately." She also took off her sunglasses.

Tang Xinjue raised his eyebrows slightly, vaguely anticipating what was about to happen.

Looking at Ke Ke walking towards them, No. 5 was confused: "You want to..."

"Shh." Keke held up her index finger. "If you don't want to be scolded, don't ask. I won't care if you get upset and cry."

She then stopped in front of the door, closed her eyes, and her voice, usually associated with a sharp tongue, became low, as if she was mumbling in a dream:

"Seeing is believing, speaking is believing. In the next ten seconds, the two doors before me will become ordinary wooden doors, embodying the destruction of all external forces..."

Keke opened her eyes: "...In the name of truth."

Something is different.

Tang Xin Jue keenly grasped this and hurled the toilet plunger at the door of Room 919 like a gust of wind. Zheng Wanqing's fist blasted upward, the two forces collided and landed on the door. With a resounding thud, the wooden door shattered! Fragments of metal flew everywhere, sweeping and spreading. Everyone within the area immediately covered their heads and retreated rapidly towards their teammates' cover.

Jiang Lan rushed into the center of the airflow and carried Ke Ke out, who was about to collapse. Ke Ke tried her best to open her eyes and look to the other side, her brows knitted like hemp ropes: "There's not enough time."

The door on Tang Xinjue's side was already open, but the door 921, which was in charge of No. 5 and No. 6, had not been completely burned yet.

Ten seconds passed in a flash, and seeing that the attack on the door was about to fail again, Ke Ke gritted her teeth and continued:

"Breaking through the false fog, the attack duration will be extended to 20 seconds!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gradually weakening fire suddenly grew stronger against the wind and completely engulfed the dormitory door.

This is... everyone suddenly realized.

Word spirit!

The words Keke used clearly came at a price. Blood dripped from the corners of her mouth like a broken thread, seemingly impossible to wipe away. Her entire body seemed drained of energy, withering away with pallor at a noticeable speed.

The gate of 921 fell apart in the burning, and the deformed door frame looked like a dark hole.

At this point, the two dormitories that had been sealed for a long time were finally completely opened, revealing their insides.

"You, you really did it?"

Jiang was the first to rush in. She muttered to herself in disbelief and wandered around excitedly. By the time everyone found the power source and turned on the lights, she had already searched both rooms, her face falling into a ball:

"No, not one, they are all gone."

After further questioning, everyone realized that she was referring to the ghosts of the students who were already there. They were also the ghosts in the memories received by the candidates, who reminded the students of 917 to run away quickly.

Guo Guo asked, "Aren't you two together?"

According to Jiang's own account, they were the source of the nightly sobbing on the eighth floor in the memory, and they were also the students who were killed by the school before the game began. Everyone subconsciously believed that the student ghosts should all be on the same side.

But judging from their current reactions, they don’t seem to know the information about the 9th floor?

"Wait, I seem a little confused, can someone explain this to me?"

Number 5 raised his hands in confusion. "How many ghosts are there in this dungeon?"

Tang Xinjue gave Keke a pill that healed her mental strength. After confirming with Jiang Lan that it was safe, he nodded and turned around to explain the situation to No. 5.

"From a racial perspective, there are two camps in this dormitory dungeon: one is the wandering ghosts, and the other is us, the test-takers. From the ghosts' perspective, they can also be divided into two camps: one is the original school administrators and their minions, including the student union, dorm managers, and the academic affairs office. The other is the students who were persecuted during their lifetime."

"But from what I've seen so far, students are further divided by dormitories, right?"

Jiang counted on his fingers and nodded with a gloomy face: "...That's right."

The dormitory building has 9 floors in total.

Long before the so-called "copy" was formed, no one lived on the first to eighth floors.

Even among the three dormitories on the 9th floor, only one, 917, was occupied by the newly recruited student - the subject of the perspective of those memory scenes. The others were the "walking dead" in 919 and 921, who were also swallowed up by the black fog along with them.

Jiang was a student on the 8th floor. More precisely, she was one of the victims recruited into this school last year. They had been trapped down there, lost in thought, for an untold amount of time. Finally reaching the 9th floor, they found it deserted, save for the school administrators, who had recently transformed into ghosts. A fight ensued, and when the Academic Affairs Office, realizing they were no match for the students, they cunningly fled and have remained in hiding ever since.

Tang Xin Jue concluded, "If the Academic Affairs Office has become a ghost, then the students in 917 should have become ghosts as well. Not to mention the other two dormitories... But the fact is, they have all vanished, leaving only a memory for the examinees."

"Could it be that he was harmed by the Academic Affairs Office?"

Guo Guo asked subconsciously, but after he realized it, he didn't want to believe it.

Being persecuted during life is one thing, but being persecuted a second time even after death is too tragic!

Jiang was filled with a dark aura: "They dare!!!"

"That's unlikely. If the student ghosts on the 9th floor are all present, there are at least forty of them. Even if they confront and fight the Academic Affairs Office, they can't disappear completely in such a short time."

Tang Xin Jue pointed out the illogicality and concluded, "If you want to know what happened on the 9th floor, you have to ask the people involved."

The only person who might have witnessed everything was the Academic Affairs Office.

Number 5 clapped his hands: "Okay, I understand. So we still have to find the Academic Affairs Office to force the truth out of them!"

Jiang agreed: "That's right. We didn't understand the situation at the time, so we let them get away carelessly. Now that we've caught them again, hehe..."

She cracked her fingers until they made a crackling sound.

Numbers 11 and 12 spoke weakly, "Excuse me, you're twisting our roommate's hand so hard it looks like it's breaking. Could you please be gentler?"

What would No. 13 do if his arms and legs were really broken?

Student Jiang: "...Oh, I've been without a body for so long that I almost forgot about it."

The group stopped talking and focused on looking for clues in the two rooms.

The layout of the rooms here was a carbon copy of 917, with the same 16 beds and the same simple, cramped living space. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a women's prison. After searching through the boxes and drawers for a while, they also found some items that seemed to have been left behind by the students.

"Heart decision, look."

Zhang You took out a few pieces of paper from the depths of the cabinet, with some crooked handwriting on them, stained with blood.

Don't believe anything they say...get out of here...

[Get out of school...Run!]

Tang Xinjue took the paper and said, "The blood-written reminder we saw in the bathroom before should have been left by these students."

The people they wanted to remind should be the girls who were still living in 917 at that time, but unfortunately, things have changed.

Others also found diaries, photo albums, and some damaged cell phones. These items recorded some of the school's evil deeds and evidence of crimes, and there were also bloodstains on the corners of the walls and the headboards of the beds as evidence.

Jiang's painful memories were also brought back, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke, "They used to trick students into coming and then use violence to control them, often resulting in deaths. Later, they accidentally got sued by parents, and after spending a fortune to settle the matter, they began to moderate their behavior and switched to punishments like solitary confinement."

But even so, few people can walk out of this school alive, and eventually they all become wronged souls in the dormitory building, unable to rest in peace.

After hearing the story, everyone felt more or less incredulous. Guo Guo asked a question that had been lingering in his mind: "So many people died, and no one cared? Didn't anyone call the police?"

The number of missing people in an entire dormitory building involves not only hundreds of families who spend money to send their children to college, but also tens of thousands of networks of relationships. How could it have survived for so long?

When asked about this, Jiang's face showed a hint of confusion: "I don't know... No one has ever taken care of them. Even the parents came to our house twice, and they ended in vain."

How on earth did this sham, shabby school survive in the real world? They had no idea.

Layer upon layer of mystery, perhaps only by catching those people in the Academic Affairs Office can we understand it.

Full of doubts, everyone began to search the dormitory with all their might. Those injured or physically disabled rested on their beds. Number 5 even dug out a piece of candy and ran over to comfort Keke, apologizing for his earlier harsh comments about her.

"I'm sorry, Keke. I didn't know your special ability was the Word Spirit, and I even said bad things about you behind your back."

Number 5 clasped his hands together and said, "You must be forced to be so sharp-tongued because of the price of your powers!"

Keke rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses: "Can't you think of something positive, like, am I born with a foul mouth?"

Despite saying so, she still accepted the candy from No. 5, broke it in half, and shared it with Anian, who was also lying in bed recuperating.

It smells so good.

A few minutes later, Zheng Wanqing made a new discovery at the location she was searching.

She shouted loudly, then lifted an entire cabinet and moved it forward several dozen centimeters, revealing the scene behind it.

Where the wall should have been, there was a half-meter-high crack!

"This is……"

Everyone gathered around and found that there was still a dark space behind the crack.

"The flashlight's light doesn't reach the end, which means the space is very large."

Jiang Lan leaned in to examine it for a moment, then stood up hesitantly: "I have to take care of Keke and Anian, so I'm afraid I can't go in to explore. Everyone..."

"You're stupid, why don't you just leave this matter to us?"

Jiang snorted and clapped her hands. Suddenly, a cold wind blew around them. After circling for dozens of seconds, her face fell again: "What's going on? I can't get in?"

The female ghosts responded that they were unable to enter the space outside the cave, as if they were isolated by some invisible force.

It's like this again!

If the ghost can't get out, we can only rely on humans.

Everyone looked at each other. Some were about to volunteer when they heard Tang Xinjue's voice: "Let me give it a try."

She approached the cave entrance but did not go in. Instead, she closed her eyes and mobilized her mental power to spread outward like a stretched silk thread. That was her other pair of movable "eyes".

The spiritual power smoothly entered the dark space, sensing the outline and boundaries of the space, and spreading outward step by step -

Suddenly, something appeared in his "field of vision". Without even thinking, Tang Xinjue opened his eyes and reminded:

"Everyone retreat!"

In the blink of an eye, a large group of black flying insects with buzzing wings surged out of the cave like a tide and pounced on everyone!

"Damn, are those fake boys from before the ghost?"

Everyone was almost forgetting about this due to the busy schedule, but suddenly remembered it again.

"Are they from the student union? What's going on with Jiang... Ouch, what stinky bugs!"

No. 5 raised his hand to spit fire, but saw a figure in the pile of black insects who seemed to be calling for help. He hurriedly stopped No. 6 from letting go, but the next second the figure turned into a skeleton made of insects and pounced on him with a grin.

Bang!

A kick landed on the skeleton, without any special power, but it forced the skeleton to stop in place.

Student Jiang controlled No. 13's body to block the skeleton, his face looking extremely bad.

"Don't talk, I need to confirm something first."

"——There's actually a male ghost in our female dormitory?"