At that moment, a large group of students from Class 3 passed by, instantly attracting their attention.
A pale-faced man approached and said, "Damn, you guys are awesome! So many of you survived!"
The player who was asked the question was also still shaken. He patted the other person on the shoulder and said with some emotion, "Sigh! We were just lucky to be matched with a pro..."
He then detailed Xiao Jin's amazing actions, which drew gasps and envious glances.
As they were talking, the man nudged the player, winked, and pointed to the other side of the stairwell, saying, "Actually, I'm pretty brave too. I just came back from over there. Do you know what happened?"
The player who was asked followed up with, "What?"
The next second, a look of horror appeared on the man's face: "I checked, there are six classes in our first year of high school, and each class has twenty players."
You guys in Class 3 wouldn't know, but we were close to Class 4, and we heard those screams..."
"What? What happened?"
The two were speaking quite loudly, and the others around them were also very curious. Xiao Jin smelled the large amount of blood on the tip of his nose and already had a guess in his mind.
She gazed in the direction of Class 4, her eyebrows slowly furrowing.
"Class Four... was completely wiped out, not a single player or NPC survived!" He closed his eyes, the horrific scene he had just witnessed still lingering in his mind.
"How is that possible?" someone immediately retorted.
Because it's just so absurd.
The man continued, "If you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself. I even found the body of the fourth class's homeroom teacher inside. It seems he was killed by a player." He pointed to the photos of the staff posted on the wall.
The photo of the class teacher on the wall was indeed the female ghost the players had seen before, which made them waver.
Curious, some people ran over to see what was happening, and soon after, they heard a very loud retching sound.
It seemed there was no mistake, and everyone's thoughts began to wander.
Xiao Jin continued walking out of the building. Even though it was noon, she felt an inexplicable chill as she left the teaching building.
While following the ghost student, Xiao Jin was still thinking about Class Four.
In fact, she had already figured out the reason why Class 4 was massacred: it must be the death of their homeroom teacher!
This is a school where students study diligently and follow the rules, and teachers teach earnestly and conscientiously. This school has its own rules, and punishment will follow if you make a mistake.
Xiao Jin wasn't incapable of killing the homeroom teacher, but she still wasted a freezing talisman by choosing to cover her eyes, because this action was still within the rules.
But if you kill a teacher directly, which school will let it go? No wonder Class 4 was massacred.
...
The journey was relatively smooth. Apart from the blank-faced ghost students around me and the players whose faces were even paler than ghost faces, I didn't find anyone else on the entire campus.
All the teachers seemed to have vanished into thin air after class.
The students of Class 3 followed closely behind the elusive ghost student and finally arrived at the dormitory building.
The building stands in the northwest corner of the school, exuding an indescribable gloom and oppression. Its surface is mottled and covered with vegetation and vines.
The male and female dormitories are right next to each other, but both are completely blocked by the teaching building in front. Even at noon, the sunlight is unable to penetrate the thick barrier, as if this is a forgotten corner.
At the entrance of the dormitory building, an elderly gatekeeper leaned against the window of the duty room. His back was bent like a crooked tree trunk, making him appear particularly hunched over. He just stood there in front of the door.
Beneath her slightly messy long hair lay a pair of sinister little eyes that swept over everyone, making people inexplicably uncomfortable.
Stepping through the gate, the building was even darker inside. Only a few rays of light struggled weakly through the narrow window cracks, amidst the thick dust. A damp, musty smell permeated the air.
Footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. Players peeked inside, but the dormitory doors were all tightly shut, with faint, flickering light shining through the cracks, like the eyes of ghosts, watching every living being who stepped into this place.
There were twelve male players, enough to fill two dorm rooms, while the remaining female players had already moved to another building.
The male players nervously accepted the keys, but after seeing the numbers on them, they were all speechless and frozen in place. A chilling wind blew up from their feet, and everyone felt their scalps tingle.
404 and 414, those are really two good numbers!
Someone immediately stammered to the gatekeeper, "Um, could you please change our room?"
Hehehe~
Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly chuckled softly. His rough voice, like sandpaper, was harsh and even a little grating. Then, he slowly opened his mouth, revealing a deep, bottomless black hole.
He didn't even have a tongue.
The male player who had spoken swallowed hard, almost throwing the items from his backpack at the old man: "Sorry, I'm not changing!" He then quickly moved far away from the old man.
Since the two rooms were pretty much the same, everyone just randomly drew lots to choose a key, and roommates were also assigned to them.
However, upon seeing that they were sharing a dorm room with the top players, the lucky ones were secretly laughing, while those who weren't assigned a room looked at Xiao Jin with resentment.
However, as the group walked through the long and gloomy corridor, the atmosphere subtly changed.
The hallway was dimly lit, each yellowish light bulb resembling a star teetering in the night sky. Footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, carrying a sense of desolation and loneliness.
Just then, Xiao Jin stopped and looked around, only to find that everyone around her seemed to have vanished in an instant, leaving her standing alone in the same spot.
Earlier, when I went upstairs, I could always hear Lu Jing's rambling voice, but suddenly it became quiet.
An indescribable sense of oppression filled the air. Xiao Jin cautiously continued to walk upstairs. After walking two floors, she found that the doorplate on the upper floor still read "Second Floor".
Xiao Jin thought for a moment, then turned around and went down, but the result was still the same.
Xiao Jin didn't leave this time either. She stood by the stairs, her hand holding the broken shadow, ready to strike.
After a while, a strange feeling suddenly enveloped Xiao Jin's entire body. A sharp, piercing laugh rang in her ears, like a sharp blade slicing through the silent night sky, sending chills down her spine.
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