On the quiet, deserted street, footsteps echoed, and a handsome man carrying a briefcase kept looking back as he walked.

His shadow was stretched long by the dim light. Although the sun had not yet set, the whole street was dim and not pitch black, but rather had a dull feeling of continuous rain.

In a dark corner not far behind him, the figure of a girl gradually came into view.

The girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, with long hair that reached her bangs. She wore a light blue high-necked, wide-sleeved top, a black skirt that went past her knees, and black leather shoes under white stockings.

She was a female student, pure and beautiful, her hands quietly clasped together, even her gait carried the joy of a deer. She took a few steps out of the shadows and walked towards the man.

The man kept turning back, his expression shifting from forced composure to surprise and unease. When he realized the girl was approaching step by step, his face turned pale, and his pace quickened, turning from a long walk into a run.

The sound of panting and footsteps was amplified infinitely in the silent street.

The girl continued to walk lightly and silently, not falling behind the man who was deliberately trying to escape. In fact, she was getting closer and closer.

Her face was pure and innocent. When the man suddenly turned around again, his pupils dilated, she revealed a set of pearly teeth and smiled like a flower.

"Teacher Cheng, we meet again..." Before she could finish speaking, a dirty black spot appeared on the girl's waist and abdomen. The spot spread quickly, staining her light blue stand-up collar shirt a dark reddish-black.

The girl's smile remained as beautiful as ever, but two drops of crimson blood dripped from her clear, pure eyes. "Teacher Cheng, didn't you want to know the truth? The truth is..."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Cheng Shuang suddenly sat up straight, her heart pounding wildly.

She had a nightmare in which she witnessed, as if she were an observer, the entire process of Cheng Dong being harassed by a strange female student until he disappeared.

Realizing that all of this was related to the private girls' school they had entered, the little girl temporarily put aside the fear in her dream and cautiously observed her surroundings. She remembered that when she entered the school's large iron gate, everything suddenly went black, and when she woke up, she was lying in this dilapidated classroom.

The classroom, about 20 square meters in size, exuded a strange smell of dust and mildew. The integrated desks and chairs were piled crookedly in the corner, and a few messy test papers were scattered near the podium. Large patches of dark brown dirt on the floor looked like traces of dried blood.

As the sun sets outside the window, its warm orange rays illuminate the colorful glass, dividing the interior and exterior into two separate worlds.

She thought for a moment, put on gloves, picked up the test paper, and began to organize it as she looked at it.

Most of the exam papers were filthy, but a few clearly recorded the class and names.

She wrote down all the information she could in her notebook and neatly placed the organized test papers on the podium. Afterward, she scanned the classroom, including the built-in trash can and the podium drawer, and finding them empty, she prepared to leave.

As soon as I took a step, a commotion erupted outside the door.

"Where am I?" a man's sharp, piercing voice rang out, followed by a panicked woman's voice, "Who are you? Is this a kidnapping? Kidnapping!"

Before anyone could answer, the sound of running footsteps echoed through the empty corridor.

"Help! Ah, help!" the man and woman cried out in unison, their echoes fading into the distance.

"Hey, wait!" The voice was more childish. "What's wrong with you guys? Didn't you sign up for the three-day live stream at the ghost school yourselves? Why are you running away!"

"Ah Hui, check who those two people who ran away are. They're so cowardly, yet they dared to participate in the activities of the horror forum. It's ridiculous! Ugh, so annoying. They ran away quickly, but there weren't enough people. The audience will find fault with them and accuse them of faking it!" the man complained.

The thumping sound of people descending the stairs resonated in everyone's hearts, demonstrating just how quickly the two people had escaped.

Cheng Shuang lowered her eyes and did not choose to go out immediately. Instead, she tiptoed and observed everyone in the corridor through the small window in the door.

"Please submit your participant information, which is the registration form you downloaded online."

There were eleven people gathered in the corridor at this moment, with Liao Yuewei hiding on the outermost side.

The three people in the middle were carrying a lot of camera equipment and carrying large bags. The man who spoke was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with permed hair, dark circles under his eyes, and a punk-style appearance.

He held a piece of paper in his hand and quickly flipped through it.

The man and woman behind him were probably his assistants. They took the forms from the other people, checked them, and then handed them to him.

Aside from the three who appeared to be genuine indigenous people, among the remaining eight, one man stood out. His gaze was uneasy, his expression shifting, and he scrutinized each person one by one, his eyes filled with deep doubt and confusion.

The other seven people had indifferent expressions; most of them were either protectors or 'old-timers'.

It's said that newcomers also receive a mechanical voice prompt when they first enter the Gate of Reincarnation. The two who escaped either ignored it or refused to believe it, which is why they mistakenly thought they had been kidnapped. The one who stayed behind, however, remained relatively calm.

Her gaze swept over another tall, muscular man standing on the outer perimeter. He had a face full of flesh and was at least two meters tall, like a hill overlooking all the others. His eyes lingered on the few women present. When he glanced at Liao Yuewei, he narrowed his eyes in amazement, but when he turned to another couple, his beady eyes shone brightly.

The couple, a man and a woman in their early twenties, were handsome and youthful, and their posture was intimate. The man was refined and had a somewhat delicate air, while the woman was gentle and submissive, like a little bird nestled against its nest.

The towering man's gaze lingered on the petite woman's fair face. He licked his teeth and revealed a malicious smile.

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