When the entire class is staring straight at you.

That feeling is definitely uncomfortable.

Especially when these classmates aren't even human...

If you have social anxiety, you'd probably just drop dead on the spot.

But it's okay.

Jiang Che has thick skin.

After he whispered "Teacher" under his breath.

The classmates immediately returned to normal.

Ha, you think I can't handle you?

...

At this moment, Jiang Che's brows furrowed slightly.

Although he almost stepped on a landmine, it was evident that everyone knew about the girl in dorm 614.

But for some reason, not only would they not talk about it, they would even view anyone trying to inquire about it as an enemy.

"......"

The girl from dorm 614 couldn't rest in peace.

Many knew, but none would speak.

Why?

What are they hiding?

Perhaps the key clue hasn't been found yet, or maybe the critical task hasn't been completed, so the challenge task remains inactive for now.

Of course, not all challenge tasks show progress.

Without progress indicators, the task becomes much more difficult.

...

All day, Jiang Che was pondering the challenge task.

Fortunately, today's teachers were relatively normal until the second-to-last class in the afternoon, a Chinese lesson.

That's when everyone started to get nervous.

However, Teacher Ma was in a good mood today, only crushing one student's shoulder, and the rest passed safely.

The last class was chemistry.

The chemistry teacher was a middle-aged woman named Mei.

Teacher Mei took out various reagents, speaking in words Jiang Che couldn't understand, while mixing them together.

Jiang Che was amazed.

Even ghosts are playing with science now; human civilization is really on the brink!

Science invasion, forever the best.

Before long, Teacher Mei concocted a bottle of green liquid and called the chemistry class representative to assist.

Teacher Mei: "Come over and take a sip."

"Gulp."

Class Representative: "It's sour, sweet, and a bit salty."

Teacher Mei: "Hmm, this liquid is poisonous, don't drink it next time."

"???"

The class representative immediately bled from all orifices, convulsing all over.

Before long, he lay motionless on the ground.

Damn it...

What kind of godly operation is this?

Jiang Che was dumbfounded, and Wang Defa was sweating profusely from fear.

But at this moment, the other students started clapping and cheering.

"Congratulations to Teacher Mei for her successful research."

"Teacher Mei is truly amazing!"

"I really want to take a sip too~"

Are you crazy!

This is insane!

Just call the police already!

At this moment, Teacher Mei suddenly looked at Wang Defa and said with a smile, "You'll be the class representative from now on."

Wang Defa: "???"

"Clap clap clap."

Thunderous applause erupted in the classroom.

Jiang Che: "Woohoo~ Take off!"

Wang Defa: "......"

Truly shocking, even my grandma would be shocked.

How did I, Wang, end up so unlucky?

...

Finally, school was over.

Wang Defa's face was dark, and he was at a loss.

The five challengers gathered on the playground, as they had agreed yesterday.

Every day after school, they would meet on the playground.

Although their classrooms weren't far apart, it was better to move around less during the day.

"I'm starving, I'm quitting after midnight tonight, what about you guys?" said a boy named Hu Junjie.

"This scene is really hard to handle. In the last scene, I saved over 100 Spectral Coins, planning to buy some bread at the school supermarket, but nothing they sell is edible," Yang Ziyang complained.

"You can drink water; you won't starve to death in five days," Ye Qingyao said nonchalantly.

Hu Junjie sighed and said, "The main thing is this scene is too dangerous. Yesterday, three people from our class were thrown out of the fourth floor by the teacher, and today was even scarier, directly skinning a 'lucky one.'"

"Under the pretense of tasting a classmate's flavor..."

"Speaking of which, didn't the task introduction say someone in the dorm would die every day? There seems to be no movement today?" Yang Ziyang suddenly said.

Jiang Che and Ye Qingyao exchanged a glance but said nothing.

Jiang Che had actually thought of this long ago. If nothing happened in the dorm last night, it could only mean one thing.

The dorm supervisor is the culprit.

Last night, he was dealt with by Ye Qingyao, so the dorm was safe... that's a good reason.

After chatting for a while, Wang Defa and the other two left first.

According to them, they would quit after midnight tonight.

Such a challenge exceeded their tolerance.

After the three left.

Ye Qingyao crossed her arms and said, "Now that those three are gone, can we talk about sensitive topics?"

Jiang Che: "Sensitive topics?"

Ye Qingyao nodded.

At this moment, Xiaoman spoke up, "This girl isn't anything good, better not get too close."

Jiang Che: "I don't want to get too close to her either, but she's A436D."

Xiaoman: "......"

Ye Qingyao smiled and said, "So, want to chat?"

Jiang Che: "Can we chat?"

"As long as you're willing."

"Then... what's your take on the Syrian issue?"

Ye Qingyao: "???"

This guy is really sick!

Seriously ill!

"Alright, if you don't want to chat, then let's rely on our own abilities." Ye Qingyao sighed helplessly and left.

Jiang Che shrugged, feeling a bit wronged.

Isn't this topic sensitive enough?

Does she want to talk about adult topics?

Xiaoman: "Let's go."

Xiaoman reminded, her tone filled with impatience.

Unable to resist Xiaoman's persistent nagging, Jiang Che agreed to go outside the school today.

To find her beautiful head...

So, Jiang Che first went to the restroom to change into a blood-red caregiver uniform.

He concealed the human aura on him and then headed towards the school gate.

Jiang Che was worried, "Be reliable, leaving the school means the Mystic Stone's revival count is invalid."

Xiaoman: "With me here, rest assured."

Jiang Che: "Heh..."

At the school gate, an elderly guard stood.

He had a certain resemblance to Qiu Qianren, looking particularly eerie.

But after checking Jiang Che's pass, he didn't obstruct him further.

The fog outside was thick, visibility less than five meters, and it was very cold.

It felt like suddenly entering an ice cellar.

Is this the true face of the Mystic World?

At the same time, a task notification sounded in his ear.

"Please note, you have left the task scene!"

"[Revival Count: 1] (Invalid)"