"One punch and he's dead, the one who releases poison late at night (?｀⊿′)?"

"No one invited you at all. This isn't Zhihu, so there's really no need to share."

"Every night, I am moved by the country's wise move—not allowing images in the live stream comments is a sign of good civility!"

"My chat group (on another social media app) is already full of people posting food pictures late at night. In this cruel world, only the Rules of the Strange Tales live stream can give me a last bit of warmth qwq"

Compared to Yin Zhu, who is now unable to even leave the house, the people on Blue Star are living a much more comfortable life. Some even ordered milk tea delivery while watching a live stream.

"Speaking of which, it seems like Yin Basui still really wants to go out." Suddenly, a comment appeared on the screen. "Is she going to do something reckless again?"

"Impossible. Yin Zhu always acts recklessly by exploiting loopholes in the rules. [If it's not explicitly stated, then it's permissible]. Unless the rules themselves are contradictory and allow her to distort them, she wouldn't arbitrarily break them." This person clearly watches the live stream seriously.

"Wait a minute, what is she doing right on time?"

"Did she leave the cup by the door?"

Yes, at exactly 10 p.m., Yin Zhu placed the cup at the door, half-filled with water, just before the curfew began.

Ignoring the resentful look in the mirror spirit's eyes, Yin Zhu gave it a thumbs up. Even though it didn't want this encouragement at all, Yin Zhu still let it out.

Back when they were in the temporary apartment, Yin Zhu had already been frank with the manager there.

Yin Zhu knew that the temporary apartment manager agreed to let her take Jing Gui away because the manager wanted the loyal Jing Gui to monitor Yin Zhu's behavior.

Mirror spirits can exist in all reflective objects. Theoretically, they can split into countless parts, and their greatest strength is that all clones share a central system, allowing them to sense situations in different locations simultaneously.

In other words, it is a living surveillance camera.

As ten o'clock arrived, the entire dormitory building fell into a deathly silence. Yin Zhu followed the crowd and lay down on the bed, but instead did what modern men and women love to do in bed: play on her phone.

It was past 11 PM when Yin Zhu, feeling restless and exhausted, plugged in her phone charger and prepared for bed. Suddenly, there was a noise at the door. A heavy footstep echoed in the hallway, accompanied by the sound of something being dragged.

Yin Zhu turned her phone screen back on, glanced at the time, and then quickly turned it off again.

0:00.

Perhaps drawn by the faint light from the phone screen, Yin Zhu soon heard footsteps stop at the door of her dormitory.