Immediately afterwards, Xiao Jin calmly pulled out a large coat from his spatial storage. His movements were fluid and agile. The coat drew a black arc in the air and covered the Ghost Teacher's head, completely blocking out his fiery eyes.

Throughout the entire process, Xiao Jin's expression remained unchanged, as calm as ice in winter. The surrounding players were already stunned by this sudden series of changes.

Then, Xiao Jin suddenly stood up and slowly walked to the ghost student at the front desk.

She gripped her pristine, empty exam paper tightly in one hand, while her other hand traced a smooth arc in the air. Her fingertips trembled slightly, and in an instant, a flash of cold light appeared, and a fragment of light materialized out of thin air. The blade was precisely positioned against the ghost student's bluish-purple neck.

'Thud!' The test paper slammed onto the other student's desk with a crisp sound, making the surrounding air tremble.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, leaving only the cold light reflected from the blade, dancing in the dim classroom and reflecting off Xiao Jin's icy, abyss-like eyes.

"Write!" Xiao Jin's voice was deep and powerful, carrying an undeniable threat. The ghost student's expression stiffened, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

He first looked at the long knife beside his neck, then at the teacher whose entire head was covered, and finally chose to give in.

The ghost student picked up the pen with trembling hands, glanced at Xiao Jin with a complicated look, and then slowly placed the pen tip on the blank test paper. For a moment, the classroom was so quiet that only the rustling sound of the pen tip gliding across the paper could be heard.

"Holy crap!" This exclamation burst forth instinctively from the depths of everyone's throats, carrying a sense of disbelief and shock.

The surrounding players involuntarily widened their eyes and opened their mouths slightly, as if they could swallow the whole egg.

Is this even possible? This guy's ruthless!

But then the players seemed to remember something, and looking at the Ghost Teacher who was completely still and invisible, the players silently stood up.

The copying of papers; the borrowing of exam papers.

All of these actions were carried out quietly. From Xiao Jin's actions, everyone knew that even a ghost teacher needed to follow classroom rules.

As long as she doesn't witness them cheating, even if she knows there's something fishy about everyone's papers, the "ghost teacher" has no evidence to carry out a massacre.

Not long after, Xiao Jin finished her test paper, and the ghost student handed it to her with both hands.

With the shattered shadows retracted, and one minute remaining before the end of the exam, Xiao Jin leisurely walked back to her seat and sat down. At that moment, the immobilization talisman also lost its effect.

Beneath the black clothes, the ghost teacher's face was distorted, and the yellow talisman on his head began to flicker slightly. As time passed, the light grew dimmer and dimmer, and finally turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace.

The moment the yellow talisman lost its effect, Teacher Gui tore the clothes on his head to shreds, glaring at Xiao Jin with eyes blazing with fury: "How dare you..."

"Teacher!" Xiao Jin sat calmly in her seat. "Don't you like the clothes I gave you?"

"What?" Teacher Gui didn't expect her to react this way.

"Oh! I noticed your clothes were dirty, so I called you over to bring you a new one. Is there a problem?"

The players all lowered their heads.

The teacher's eyes were practically spitting fire; she wanted to punish Xiao Jin, but had no excuse.

As everyone has said, she was just giving the teacher a clean piece of clothing. What did she do wrong?

'Ring ring ring~'

Just then, the bell rang in the corridor. Teacher Gui turned around and realized that exactly half an hour had passed.

She stopped talking to Xiao Jin and, with a gloomy face, collected all the exam papers from everyone's hands.

As they passed Xiao Jin, Teacher Gui glared at her, but Xiao Jin pretended not to see it.

Walking up to the podium, the ghost teacher immediately began grading the papers on the spot.

With Xiao Jin, who doesn't follow the usual path, the players achieved excellent results this time. All 16 players passed the entrance exam.

The ghost teacher on the podium had a livid face and was trembling so much that he could barely maintain his human form.

The players sat below, their hearts pounding, fearing that the other side might lose control and finish them off right there!

Then look at Xiao Jin, who is leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed, looking completely relaxed.

*Smack!*

The exam paper was slammed onto the podium, and the ghost teacher's eyes swept over everyone: "By passing the entrance exam, you are all part of Linjiang High School."

I am the homeroom teacher of Class 3, Grade 11. You will be studying in Class 3 from now on. That's all for today. Go back to your dorms now, and come to class at 8:00 AM sharp tomorrow.

Seemingly not wanting to look any longer, the homeroom teacher turned and left without looking back after finishing her sentence, leaving the players in the classroom completely bewildered, while inwardly cursing the school to the core.

Why would the homeroom teacher be the proctor?!

After such a bloody beginning, with the bodies of the four dead still here, the ending was handled with utmost care.

Everyone secretly glanced at Xiao Jin.

In fact, they knew that it was all thanks to this person; otherwise, who knows how many more people would have died by the time the results came out!

And the knife she took out when she threatened the ghost student earlier—it's clearly not an ordinary item; it's definitely a high-level prop. Oh, and that talisman too!

The players' gazes towards Xiao Jin instantly turned fiery.

What a convenient source of power! In such a bizarre game, it's easy to encounter powerful players. Just look at their class's casualty rate to know that other classes must have suffered even more deaths.

So some players went straight up to Xiao Jin and bluntly said they wanted to get to know her, but her attitude was lukewarm. Even so, many players still came over to try and become acquainted with her.

Seeing that the number of people surrounding Xiao Jin was gradually decreasing, the young players next to him tiptoed over.

He waved his hand: "Hi! My name is Lu Jing, what's yours? You were really awesome just now, and thank you for saving me!"

Xiao Jin glanced at Lu Jing, who was smiling broadly, and replied, "I didn't save you, so you don't need to thank me."

Lu Jing didn't care: "Although you did it for the exam, I won't shirk the responsibility I owe you."

Xiao Jin looked Lu Jing up and down. Was this kid stupid? Had he forgotten why the homeroom teacher had targeted him in the first place?

I am grateful for your kindness!

Xiao Jin quickly stood up and left the classroom: "Whatever you say goes."

"Hey? You still haven't told me your name!" Lu Jing shouted and then quickly ran out.

...

The ghost students left one after another. Before they left, the homeroom teacher, whether on purpose or not, didn't even tell them the location of their dormitory.

In order not to miss out, the players dared not waste any time and quickly caught up with the ghost students.

Carefully passing the bodies of the delinquent youths, the group discovered that they were on the first floor. As they walked out of the building, they passed two classrooms, both of which contained numerous scattered body parts.

Looking through the window, the players inside were still in shock, sitting blankly in their seats without saying a word. Counting them up, there were only four or five people left in each class.