8. Break time is only 10 minutes. You must be in the classroom before the bell rings. If you are late, please explain the reason. The teacher will reward or punish you as appropriate.

Several of the rules here are clearly problematic; the first half and the second half are contradictory.

Currently, Bai Sang cannot determine which one is correct.

"Okay, that's all for today. We'll study on our own for the rest of the time."

The Chinese teacher had just left when Bai Sang looked at Gu Yuan and asked, "Can you tell which one is correct?"

Standing by the window, Gu Yuan leaned down and whispered in Bai Sang's ear.

In the morning light, a refined and handsome man slowly approached a delicate and innocent-looking girl.

The live stream chat immediately erupted in laughter.

I simply refuse to believe that these two weren't having an affair.

[Guards! Where are my imperial guards? Drag these two away! Drag them away! I cannot tolerate such filth!]

[While others are having a dramatic, life-or-death struggle on their livestreams, we're here talking about love. Fine, very fine indeed.]

Bai Sang felt nothing at all from the lovey-dovey comments in the live chat; she was gritting her teeth, trying to control the icy coldness emanating from Gu Yuan.

"Is that all you've got?"

Bai Sang calmly looked up, smiled slightly, and looked sweet and well-behaved.

"I remember the marriage certificate said that we should help each other sincerely, share the same ideals and hearts, and live and die together."

"If I die here, your fate won't be much better."

Gu Yuan curled his lips into a smile, his fingertips lightly resting on the third item.

"All I can tell you is to study quietly in the classroom."

Bai Sang pursed her lips, "Could you keep an eye on the teacher for me?"

After saying that, she took out her phone.

Group number 28 has 19 people, but the number of messages has already reached 99+.

Bai Sang scrolled to the top of the message list, skipping over dozens of pointless lamentations, and finally fixed his gaze on a name.

Qiao Xiran.

I used to see this name Bai Sang often on military channels; he's a respected figure among many.

Qiao Xiran: "Everyone, don't panic. Make good use of the rules at hand. These rules may not be correct, so everyone must carefully distinguish them according to the situation."

Qiao Xiran: "If anyone knows any useful information, please share it and exchange it with each other."

Qiao Xiran: "Or if anyone encounters any problems, post them here and see if anyone can help solve them."

As she continued reading, Bai Sang discovered that apart from her being in the same ghost story as the one about eating meat but not garlic, everyone else was scattered across different ghost stories.

I saved the notes about other dungeons that were posted in the group, and the lament of "eating meat but not garlic" also came.

Eating meat but not garlic: "Holy crap, the rules say we can't leave the classroom, but my Chinese teacher wants me to go to the office, what should I do?"

Bai Sang pondered for two seconds, then lightly tapped the screen with her fingertip.

Youyoumu: "Just say you want to study."

One minute later.

Eating meat but not garlic: "Boss Youyou, please accept my bow."

Bai Sang glanced at her phone but found no information she could use right now. Just as she was about to put it away, Qiao Xiran spoke again.

Qiao Xiran: "If possible, try to complete the game perfectly, because the person with the most perfect completions will have the opportunity to participate in the Elite League of Strange Tales."

Qiao Xiran: "Of course, personal safety should be the top priority."

Youyouyoumu: "What are the rewards after completing the Elite League Ghost Stories?"

Qiao Xiran: "I heard you can make a wish, anything."

Bai Sang's heart raced.

She seemed to see her grandmother smiling at her.

But Bai Sang didn't speak, because she caught a glimpse of someone lying by the glass door.

His face was pressed tightly against the glass, his eyes fixed on the students in the classroom, and drool dripped down the glass.

He looked exactly like a wolf that had spotted a flock of sheep.