The library was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Neither Shi Jinzhe nor Meng Chengxi dared to make a sound. Only Shehe could see the female ghost, and they were afraid of disturbing her.

Outside the window, on that terrifying face, the girl with the low ponytail's lips moved silently, eagerly trying to convey what she wanted to say.

Shekh saw black blood seeping from her gaping wound, the blood carrying a heavy, sinister aura, filled with resentment and hatred.

With each opening of her mouth, the girl with the low ponytail bleeds more black blood, and her expression becomes increasingly painful.

Shekh tilted his head in confusion, then imitated the girl's lip movements. After a few times, she uttered the word "go".

As soon as she uttered the word "leave," the girl vanished instantly, and the white mist outside dissipated at a visible speed.

Shekh looked around but could no longer sense the girl's presence; she had left in a great hurry.

Meng Chengxi had already witnessed her ability to see non-human creatures at the dinner table, so he wasn't surprised this time. He asked Shi Jinzhe what was going on.

Shi Jinzhe then looked at Shehe and cautiously asked, "Does she exhibit any other signs? For example, her appearance, mannerisms, or anything like that?"

"Four limbs broken, cervical spine fractured."

Shekh's attitude softened considerably. Having absorbed Shi Jinzhe's blood, she was willing to say a few more words to him. "She had many cuts on her body, and talking would consume a lot of energy, so she left."

"It seems she died a terrible death. We need to find out more about this girl."

Meng Chengxi nodded in agreement. No further clues were found in the library. The two of them tidied up all the books they had read and put them back in their original places, leaving the library as it was.

The sun broke through the clouds outside the window, and although it was still a bit chilly, it felt much more comfortable.

It was only the second day of the dungeon, and to avoid any unforeseen complications, Meng Chengxi prepared to restore the corrupted locks to their original state. However, even after using his skill twice, the locks remained unchanged.

He clicked his tongue: "You broke this lock using skills?"

Your skill [Return the Jade Intact] can restore any item you see. If you cannot restore it, it means the skill level that caused the damage is higher than his.

Nine times out of ten, the skills that players draw after completing the game for the first time are useless. If you want good skills, you either need to be lucky or complete the game many times to get opportunities to obtain new skills from dungeons.

Alternatively, one could hunt down players with high-level skills, as there's a chance they'll drop skills upon death. However, this is risky and yields little reward, so few people do it.

So these two people are either incredibly lucky or incredibly powerful.

While Meng Chengxi was pondering, Shi Jinzhe also fell silent.

This question touched on a blind spot in his knowledge. Schechner's lock picking was simply placing his hand on the lock, and the lock would be easily corroded open. He had never thought that this was a skill.

Shekh had no idea what they were thinking; she only felt that the two men were either constantly talking or suddenly falling silent for no apparent reason. She lowered her head, a little annoyed: "Someone's coming."

"Are you talking about a person or a ghost?" Shi Jinzhe was a little uneasy, as he had great doubts about his understanding of Shekh.

"people."

Meng Chengxi: "Then let's leave first, otherwise it will be hard to explain if we run into each other."

"Okay." Shi Jinzhe, along with Shehe, and the three of them took a different route and left the charity school.

Two minutes after they left, several people entered the school.

Upon entering the game for the first time, Chen Shu adjusted his glasses, carefully observing the school, and silently followed behind Qi Yin.

Beside Qi Yin, Xu Jialu muttered, "That guy in the baseball cap and the blond guy wouldn't be lying to us, would they? Otherwise, why don't they come to this school themselves?"

“Of those three people, one dares to live alone, and the other two are behaving strangely. There must be a reason they came here. Let’s find some clues quickly.” Qi Yin had no mood to deal with a noisy chatterbox, and he didn’t know why Xu Jialu insisted on following him today.

He glanced at Chen Shu and said, "You come with me. The two of us will go to the left, and Xu Jialu, you go to the right."

New players who can control their emotions, have some brains, but lack skills and items are the best stepping stones in dungeons.

Xu Jialu felt like a duck with its mouth held down. She had only completed the dungeon twice and wasn't much better than Chen Shu. But no one in this dungeon was willing to take her along, so she reluctantly agreed.

Seeing the two of them go into the building on the left without looking back, she pinched her fingers to encourage herself and quickly ran into the building on the right.

The classrooms here are simple, but clean. Every classroom looks the same. She stands at the door and quickly scans the room to check it.

Finding nothing in the classroom, she went to the teachers' office. There were some exercise books stacked on the desk. She flipped through a few, and when she put them back, she was surprised to find that pencil ash had stained her hand black.

Her already unpleasant mood worsened, and Xu Jialu muttered, "Honestly, everyone was a newbie once, can't we help each other out?"

She threw the stack of exercise books on the ground in a fit of rage, stomped on them hard twice, leaving a trail of footprints, and then left without looking back to find Qi Yin.

Unbeknownst to Xu Jialu, the top exam paper in the empty office suddenly flipped open.

On the other side, Qi Yin also discovered the library, and he kept flipping through the pages, searching for clues.

Compared to him, Chen Shu seemed slow, taking quite a while to finish reading a book.

Chen Shu knew in his heart that Qi Yin was not as easy to talk to as he seemed on the surface. He had been navigating the social world for ten years, and he knew that Qi Yin was calculating. He had doubts about how Huang Shanhe died.

He neatly arranged the books he had read. Someone had been here, but there were no signs of tampering. The lock on this room was broken, so it couldn't have been left unchecked. It could only mean that they had arranged it deliberately. The more you do, the more mistakes you make. No matter the reason, he would just follow the example of the previous group.

He glanced at Qi Yin out of the corner of his eye and saw that he had arranged the books very carelessly, and some of them had been roughly stuffed into the bookcase with their covers folded.

Chen Shu didn't remind him or touch the books that had been left out of order. He was still standing in front of a bookshelf, dawdling, when Xu Jialu came looking for him.

Qi Yin asked without looking up, "Have you found anything?"

"There's nothing here, just an ordinary, dilapidated school building, nowhere near as good as the school I went to. Do you have anything like that here?"

"Here are some group photos of charity events. Take a look and see if you can come up with any ideas."

Xu Jialu looked at the photo for a long time, and finally just commented on the photo of the girl with the low ponytail, "She's pretty, the kind of pure and innocent student that men would like."

In short, three people were involved, and two of them were implicated. Qi Yin didn't have time to deal with her, and Chen Shu thought for a moment and swallowed his words. Trouble comes from the mouth, so it was better for him to speak less.

The sun was setting. Qi Yin glanced at the time, stuffed the book back in, and said, "Let's go back first. Don't stay outside after dark."

He doesn't know if the female ghost from yesterday will come again today; he needs to be careful.

Before leaving, Qi Yin took those photos with him.