The ghost disappeared, and the door that was originally locked by evil force opened spontaneously.

Shi Yu grabbed his cell phone, held onto the wall and walked to the overturned wheelchair. He checked it under the light and confirmed that it was completely scrapped and could not be used. He simply turned around and left.

Lin Zhi stood there in a daze, and he didn't care much. Not to mention that the ghost that caused the so-called curse was gone, even if it was still there, it would not hurt Lin Zhi. As for the upheavals in her heart, she could only sort it out by herself.

It was already night outside. The sky in the city was always pale, and the scene of blue sky and white clouds in textbooks was rarely seen. The night was naturally not much better. Except for a few stars that still stubbornly adorned the night sky and shone brightly, even the moon was obscured by some cloud.

Just as he reached the stairs, a shadow suddenly appeared before his eyes, followed by a hand, tightly gripping his wrist: "Shishi?"

Shang Xia's face was still flushed with the color of intense exercise, as if he had just run downstairs: "Where have you been?"

Shi Yu's legs went weak and he fell down.

Shang Xia quickly caught him, only to find that his face was covered in cold sweat: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Legs." He closed his eyes and whispered, "I can't walk anymore."

The intense stinging in my legs had faded away, but now I felt weak instead. Every step forward felt like I was stepping on water, with no solid ground to stand on and walking with difficulty.

This shows that the system was indeed foresighted in initially determining that the wheelchair was a necessity for him and asking him to bring it in.

Shang Xia: "Your wheelchair?"

Shi Yu: "Something happened. It's bad."

Shang Xia didn't ask any more questions, picked him up by the waist and took him to the infirmary.

The school doctor was still the same school doctor. The soap opera he was following was just reaching its climax when someone shouted at him and he had to turn around and get back to work.

Even though Shi Yu no longer felt any pain, the school doctor still took out Tramadol at Shang Xia's request and diluted it with water for him to swallow.

During the time I was in the hospital due to the car accident, the tissue injuries had basically healed, and the school doctor did not have the inclination to use unnecessary medication. He only prescribed two pieces of ointment and asked me to apply them well.

Shang Xia rolled up his trouser legs and tore open the ointment package, asking as he tore it open: "Where did you go just now?"

Shi Yu: "The library."

"The main mission has just been completed. Was it you who did it?"

"Um."

Shang Xia slowly calmed his breathing. He did not pursue the question further: "I'll ask for leave for you. Don't go to the evening self-study class."

Shi Yu listened: "I haven't finished my homework yet."

"...You don't really think of yourself as a high school student, do you?" Shang Xia looked up at him, "After the game is over, this place will collapse and all traces will disappear."

Why waste time on such a place.

Shi Yu said calmly: "As a high school student here, of course I have to do what high school students are supposed to do."

After staring at each other for a moment, Shang Xia finally stepped back: "It's up to you."

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The two of them first went to the teacher's office to explain their absence that night - the news of the completion of the main task was sent out during self-study time, and Shang Xia saw it, so he skipped the study session and ran out in full view of everyone, which is why he ran into Shi Yu at the stairs on the first floor.

One side quest left.

There is only a limited number of ghost players, and the mission is similar to a massacre mode, so Shi Yu, who draws this identity card, is directly standing on the opposite side of the remaining five players, and the battle will not stop until one of them dies.

...This is really a headache.

Once you start a branch quest, you cannot stop, so you either don’t do it, or if you do, you cannot give up halfway unless you plan to live in this place for the rest of your life.

If a player dies in the game, all traces of him in reality will be erased.

No one gets a chance to start over, not even once.

If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. Since you have become an opponent, it is emotionally understandable even if you become the bad guy with blood on your hands.

It’s just that the law doesn’t allow it, and neither does the personality shaped by the education that the vast majority of people have received over the past decades.

But this is not the world they live in where laws and regulations are supreme.

Shi Yu wrote down the names of ten players one by one on the draft paper. He first crossed out the two players, a man and a woman, who were killed by the shadow ghost on the first night, and then crossed out the oval-faced player who suffocated to death after provoking Lin Zhi on the second night.

The tip of the pen moved to the name of the player who fell to his death. After a pause, it circled him, and a curve entwined him and the oval face.

What he said in front of Shang Xia and Lin Chenghuan before was actually not a lie. The player who fell from the building was indeed not killed by a ghost.

The falling case that seemed confusing to the police turned out to be very simple.

——Lin Chenghuan told the oval-faced monster the conditions for killing people.

——The man with the oval face bought a desk lamp from the canteen to serve as a light source just in case, but he still died the next day and the light was off.

——The place where Liu Yipei fell from the building was in front of the dormitory window.

It was afternoon then. Lin Chenghuan bumped into the oval face that had provoked Lin Zhi, and reminded him not to stay in a completely dark place at night, and it would be better to have a lamp with him.

The oval-faced man naturally didn't believe it at first, but he met Lin Chenghuan, who was the most impatient. After listening to all the causes and consequences, even though he refused to accept it verbally, he still ran to the school store as soon as the man left and swiped his card to buy the cheapest folding lamp.

Going forward a little further in time, Liu Yipei just came out of the library, passed through the glass door connecting to the corridor, and saw Shi Yu with long hair sitting in a wheelchair outside.

He subconsciously frowned and was about to make a detour, but the player who had never spoken a word to him since entering the game was slightly startled, and suddenly looked at the book he had just borrowed: "Are you here to look for clues about Di Ting?"

Liu Yipei's heart skipped a beat and he stopped in his tracks: "What?"

"The name of this game copy is Di Ting, which is a monster in the Classic of Mountains and Seas." Shi Yu stretched out his hand and tapped the spine of the book in his arms with his fingertips, "I want to borrow it."

Liu Yipei kicked the wheelchair, and the back of the chair slammed into the stone wall behind it. He cursed angrily, "Fuck it, get out!"

Shi Yu managed to steady himself in time and didn't fall: "Then I'll come back to get it tomorrow."

This was the only clue Liu Yipei had gotten in the past two days. He was just smug about being one step ahead of everyone else. Now he looked at the other party with displeasure, and couldn't stand hearing that sentence. He was instantly filled with fear and annoyance: "I won't pay it back, don't even think about it!"

"You will." Shi Yu raised his eyes calmly, "It's hard to guard against a hidden arrow. Anyway, you will die tomorrow. The system will erase everything about you. Of course, the books you borrowed will return to their original places."

Of course Liu Yipei was unwilling to believe it at first.

They were competitors, and the other party said these most likely just to counterattack his previous action, to make him lose his composure, panic, and ask questions to break his defense.

He thought he had seen through the other party's tricks and made sarcastic remarks. He never asked the other party why until he left. However, the other party's words "You're going to die tomorrow anyway" were engraved in his mind, and panic and uneasiness grew wildly in every corner.

Liu Yipei was upset and wandered around the campus in an uncertain mood, and finally came to the green path behind the teaching building.

Through the bleak tree trunks of late autumn, he heard an oval-faced voice coming from inside: "Why should I trust you?"

Before Lin Chenghuan could speak, Shang Xia glanced at him impatiently: "Whether you believe it or not is none of our business?"

Oval face: "I..."

"The existence of the curse is written in the system message summary. It has been certified by the Divine Realm, so it cannot be false." Lin Chenghuan interrupted him, "You are now being targeted by the ghost. We have already told you how to avoid death. If you don't want to die, remember to prepare the light source in advance."

He pulled Shang Xia away, leaving the oval-faced man standing there in a daze. After a while, he gritted his teeth and ran into the woods.

Liu Yipei felt more and more uneasy, so he secretly followed him to the counter and pretended to meet his roommate by chance and talk to him.

The oval-faced girl was panicked for a moment, then she forced a smile and said, "The dormitory is too dark after the lights are turned off. It's inconvenient to get up at night. I'll buy a lamp so it's convenient when I get up."

He picked up the packaging box on the shelf in front of him, patted the other person's shoulder, and let his hand hang down naturally: "I'm leaving first, take your time shopping."

lie.

As soon as Liu Yipei saw him leave, he reached into his pocket and took out the thing that his roommate had secretly put into his pocket when his hand slipped while patting his shoulder.

His roommate was careful, so he probably wouldn't have noticed it under normal circumstances. But now he heard from Shi Yu the words "it's hard to guard against an arrow from the back" about being stabbed in the back, and all the nerves in his body tensed up.

What was stuffed in was the cap of an ordinary gel pen, and the transparent plastic shell was filled with hair.

That night, while his roommate was in the bathroom, Liu Yipei hurriedly unpacked the box of the desk lamp his roommate had purchased. A note floated out of the pen holder in the middle of the room.

Coincidentally, he was the class representative for a course. When collecting homework, he paid attention to the handwriting of each player in the game. The handwriting was exactly the same as the one he had seen on the oval-faced desk.

Ghosts are afraid of light.

Find a scapegoat.

All the disturbing details of his day were connected at this moment.

Ghosts are afraid of light, so Oval Face is not afraid of ghosts' attacks because he has a desk lamp. But if he wants the ghost to stop and leave, he will give it a prey that it recognizes.

What better scapegoat than him who just happened to have oval-faced hair in his pocket.

...But why?

It was obviously Oval Face who caused the trouble and was targeted by the ghost, why should he go to die? !

How much trust can we expect from a person who gets angry and embarrassed just by hearing that others have thought of the same clue as him, and who is so sensitive and suspicious, to have in his temporary roommate?

What happened next was natural. Liu Yipei took away the light from his roommate's bedside while everyone was asleep at night.

The oval-faced man suddenly woke up, and he smashed the opponent's life-saving talisman in his hand, and then was pushed out of the balcony without anti-theft net under the sudden burst of power from the opponent's anger.

Under the cover of night, the sound of a human body falling from a height of more than ten meters and hitting the ground was heard. Blood seeped from the twisted limbs, leaving a glaring mark on the concrete floor.

The next day, Shi Yu sat in his seat and slowly drew circles around their names, tying them together with curved lines.

How did they die?

Because of a note, because he spoke something to two people in the library and the classroom respectively.

It's that simple.