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"Is that so," Feng Lan's heart fluttered, and her cheeks flushed, but she still pinched her fingers and preteo stay calm as she said, "Thank you, Miss Yu."
Zhou Taifu g Feng Lan, who had quickly fotten about him, and imagined a flock of crows flying over his head.
Yu Wen wasn’t fond of the current atmosphere either. Everything here felt odd—both the people and the surroundings. She quickly shifted the versation, turning around and urging, "Let's go, Miss Feng."
"Alright."
But just as Feng Lan brushed past her, Yu Wen quickly stepped forward and stood before the stall Feng Lan had been in moments before.
The door to the stall was already open, and the se inside was fully visible.
A few seds ter, the tension in her expression gradually eased as she finally uood what had happened earlier.
There were two footprints on the edge of the toilet, one on the left and one on the right. Feng Lan had been standing ooilet seat earlier, so when Yu Wen crouched down to look, she hadn't been able to see her feet.
"Miss Yu?" Feng Lan, who was almost at the door, realized that Yu Wen hadn't followed her and turned around to see her standing by the stall door.
"Oh," Yu Wen snapped out of it and walked toward her.
"What were you looking at?"
"I thought I saw a mouse," Yu Wen lied with a straight fad feigned a frightened expression as she patted her chest, saying, "I'm terrified of those things, so I froze for a moment."
Whether it was due to the script f the character to act dumb or Feng Lan just being his half-baked expnation, full of holes, somehow mao gairust.
Zhou Taifu couldn’t help but think, ‘If only all the NP future tasks were this easy to deceive.’
Just as they were about to leave, Feng Lan suddenly remembered something. She rao the sink, turned on the faucet, wet her hands, and squeezed some soap.
Yu Wen and Zhou Taifu watched her from behind, feeling a sense of relief. Feng Lan roving to be a rare external ally, and in this regard, they were ahead of the other two teams, 404 and 405.
Speaking of which...
Both Yu Wen and Zhou Taifu simultaneously thought of Jiang g's fad the things he'd said.
Things like, "The ghost's hands are twice as big as mine," or "I’m still going through puberty, I’m growing."
Zhen Jianren robably a goner. But they wondered how Hao Shuai and that other fat guy were doing.
Had they found the school direr. Li? What kind of information could they have uncovered?
TL: The gender of the director is ambiguous and has beeioned as both ‘she’ and ‘he’. It will be crified when the director appears.
Or, like Zhen Jianren and his team, had they also run out of lud fallen victim to the ghost?
The deadline for pleting the task was fast approag, and the ghost would only grow more plete as time passed. At that stage, anything could happen. If the ghost broke through all the restris pced on it by the rules, then everyone here would die.
Yu Wen still remembered what a veteran had once said: in at least half of the tasks, the eeam ended up wiped out.
After all, in this nightmare world, you needed both lud skill to survive.
She stared at herself in the mirror, her throat tightening involuntarily.
This time... it won’t happen...
Just as Feng Lan finished washing her hands and looked up, the refles of all three of them appeared in the mirror.
It was as if some subtle chemical rea had occurred. All three of their gazes immediately locked onto their own refles.
Staring at yourself in the mirror, face-to-face with someoly like you, was a bizarre experience.
More accurately, it was dht eerie.
Especially in a pce like this.
As time ticked by, Zhou Taifu noticed his refle being increasingly unfamiliar. His skin began to pale, as if all the blood had drained from it.
His body was growing colder at an untrolble pace.
He had always beeant to cold.
More specifically, he was iive to both heat and cold.
Years of training in Southeast Asian rais and the northern Siberian tundra had not only honed his killing skills but also toughened his physique.
But now, his prized killing teiques and physical strength were pletely useless.
He stared bnkly at his refle, uo move. Only his sciousness floated.
A strange feeling of unease welled up from the depths of his heart. His pupils slowly tracted, and the vitality was gradually stripped away from his orong body.
Twisting, vengeful, silent, freezing...
And that endless darkness, rushing toward him like a tidal wave, threatening to engulf him pletely.
His world was void of light.
There was no hope left...
It was as if he had plunged into the depths of the o, surrounded by tless bubbles, yet not a single one offered any help...
Sp!
The crisp sound broke the eerie silence like a cra silk, causing the dark world to tremble.
Zhou Taifu furrowed his brow.
Sp! Sp! Sp!
More sps followed.
When Zhou Taifu came to his senses, he found himself standing in front of the mirror, dazed. He touched his fa fusion.
"Hiss—"
His face was stinging with pain.
Theiced his refle in the mirror. His cheeks were bright red, with distinct handprints embzoned on them, as if he had just participated in some humiliating performa.
The moment...
Sp!
Another sp nded on his face, and the now-scious Zhou Taifu stumbled, nearly falling over.
Standing just in front of him, Yu Wen was rolling up her sleeves, beads of sweat f on her forehead.
"Mr. Zhou is awake!"
Feng Lan’s voice rang out, mixed with both joy and fusion.
Just moments ago, as they were about to leave the restroom, Zhou Taifu had seemingly fallen into a traanding still in front of the mirror. No matter how much they called or pulled at him, he didn’t respond.
His eyes were vat, silently staring at his own refle in the mirror.
The se was unnerving.
Yu Wen had acted decisively. When she realized that ventional methods wouldn’t rouse Zhou Taifu, she rolled up her sleeves and delivered a couple of sharp sps to his face.
Not until blood began to seep from the er of his mouth did Zhou Taifu finally snap out of it.
Seeing that he was awake, Yu Wen finally rexed. Her for him was undeniable. If it had been anyone else, she would have fled the se long ago.
But now, her relief was hidden, her expression calm.
"I..." Slowly, Zhou Taifu’s soul seemed to return to his body.
He turned his neck from side to side, feeling a straiffness in his limbs. Looking at Yu Wen in fusion, he asked, "What happeo me?"
Yu Wen g the mirror but quickly averted her gaze.
"Something’s off. We o leave this pce."
She grabbed Zhou Taifu's arm and led him out. His legs felt somewhat stiff as well, a tingling numbness running through them, making his movements clumsy.
As they walked, Yu Wen briefly expio him what had just happened.
When Zhou Taifu heard that he had stood like a statue, staring into the mirror and log eyes with his refle as if his soul had left his body, a wave of fear washed over him.
Could it be that the ghost had marked him?
(End of the Chapter)
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