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There's something going on outside.

Jing immediately understood and looked up at the door.

But there was nothing outside the classroom door except darkness; she could only see Xiao Hong still leaning against the door on the other side.

Listen to the sound! Listen to the sound! Curly opened his mouth wide and mouthed to Quiet.

Jingjing understood immediately and then listened to the sounds outside.

Outside, the same stiff, clattering footsteps could still be heard. On each floor of this building, above and below, countless ghosts like those from before lingered.

But at that moment, Jing heard another strange sound amidst the stiff and eerie footsteps.

"Thump" "Thump thump" "Thump"

That was the sound of someone going upstairs.

After the school bell rings, the ghosts that linger in the school and locate things by sound will also go up and down the stairs, making sounds of going up and down. There's nothing strange about hearing the sound of going upstairs.

But the sound they heard was clearly different from the heavy, stiff footsteps of the ghosts. The steps were lighter, and the rhythm was not constant, but varied, like the sound of a living person.

Are there any living people going upstairs now?
What a joke.

Curly looked at his watch; it was 7:15 a.m.

The school bell rings at 6:50, and the patrolling ghosts won't disappear until the school bell rings at 11:30.

During this time, anyone who leaves the classroom will be targeted and killed by the ghost. Experienced players know this and wouldn't be wandering outside at this time.

If the person going up the stairs right now is indeed a person, then it can only be a newbie like Chu Meiren and the others who just entered the instance and doesn't understand any of the rules. Moreover, it can only be a very unlucky newbie who hasn't encountered any experienced players along the way to explain the rules of the instance to him.

At this moment, Jingjing noticed that there were more people at the door of the classroom across the street.

The masked man who seemed familiar from before has arrived, the fat man has arrived, and even Xiao Qiao, whose every move exudes neuroticism, has arrived.

Four people blocked the narrow glass doorway, peering cautiously towards the stairs; it seemed they had also heard the sound of people coming upstairs.

If humans can hear it, then ghosts can hear it too.

Jing noticed that the ghost, which had just left not far from their classroom door, suddenly stopped and turned back.

The rotting humanoid figure that had just left reappeared at the doors of the two classrooms, but this time it was heading in a different direction than before, towards the direction it had first come from, which was the location of the stairs.

Jing held her breath again as she watched the ghost pass by the door. At the same time, she heard many footsteps nearby pause for a moment, and then turn and head towards the stairs.

The ghost in front had just walked past their door when another one followed closely behind, also heading towards the stairs.

They had seen two of them, not to mention how many other ghosts had gone to the location from which the sound came from in other parts of the teaching building. That person was probably in grave danger. Jing thought to herself that it wouldn't be long before the person going up the stairs would be killed by the ghosts.

This classroom is not far from the stairs; a ghost could get there very quickly from here.

If that person turned and ran now, he would still have a chance to survive, but unfortunately, no one could warn him.

They couldn't make a sound in the classroom, or they would attract the vengeful ghosts. And the group opposite them…

Jing looked at the four people crowded at the classroom door. The people going up the stairs were probably their teammates, but the people on the other side didn't say anything. They were just huddled together looking in that direction.

At this moment, Jing noticed that their expressions were not anxious or panicked at all, but rather varied.

The fat guy at the top still had an expectant look on his face, but it was unclear what he was expecting.

The fat man was standing right next to the masked man whose eyes were the only visible part of his face. This man seemed to have been drawn to the sound of people going up the stairs and had come over to take a look. After looking around, he leaned back and seemed to be lost in thought, not paying much attention to the people outside.

Behind the masked man was Xiao Qiao, who was standing on tiptoe, trying to see what was going to happen. She was beaming with excitement, as if something happy was about to happen. Jingjing's gaze unconsciously wandered among the three faces, finally settling on Xiao Hong, who was also wearing a mask and was pressed against the glass at the bottom.

This young lady's eyes had been glowing since the ghost passed by, and now their brightness was astonishing, almost enough to pierce two holes in the glass.

Quietly and expressionlessly, she withdrew her gaze. Indeed, one couldn't fathom the thoughts of Chu Meiren's teammates using the logic of a normal person…

Judging by the time, the ghost should be almost at the stairs.

She listened intently to the sounds outside, and heard that the stiff, lifeless footsteps from the other end of the stairs had disappeared at some point, and the silence outside was eerily quiet.

Has the ghost already seen the person? Jing was pondering this when a loud noise suddenly came from the stairs, startling her.

Have the ghosts started killing people?

The others also crowded around the doorway, trying to see the direction of the stairs, but they couldn't see the stairs from their angle; they could only hear the sounds coming from there.

The sounds of "bang bang bang" continued incessantly, and Jingjing could feel the classroom door in front of her shaking.

Even if a demon kills someone, it doesn't need to make such a commotion, right? Curly-haired man grimaced and touched the door panel, feeling himself shake as well.

The sound continued. Curly listened carefully and thought it sounded like an impact, but not very clear, like something blunt hitting a wall or the ground.

What exactly is going on over there? Hearing the continuous crashing sounds, he turned to look at Jing with trepidation, and then saw the same confusion on Jing's face as his own.

The two exchanged a glance, their expressions grim. As they stared at each other, the dull thud from the stairs finally ceased, and the entire building fell silent.

All movement disappeared, even the stiff footsteps that the ghost had made when it moved earlier were gone.

What's going on? Have all the ghosts outside stopped moving? The group exchanged glances, but before they could investigate the situation, another voice came from outside.

This time, the sound was still an impact, but it was louder and louder than before, and it came from farther away, as if it were coming from the first floor.

Was the person killed by the ghost and then thrown downstairs by the ghost? Curly immediately guessed. Without him saying a word, Jing understood what he meant. Jing's thoughts were similar to Curly's.

The various impact sounds before were most likely the sounds made when the ghost attacked people, while the last loud noise was the sound of that poor person being thrown from the second floor to the ground floor after death.

A person just died like that...

Having spent too long here quietly and witnessed the deaths of all sorts of people before her eyes, she felt sorrow for the newcomer she had never met, and a sense of dread arose in her heart.

After a final loud bang, complete silence fell outside, and Jing couldn't help but turn her gaze to the classroom across the street.

The four men who had been lying on the door were still pressed against the glass. Looking at their faces, there was no trace of sadness at the death of their teammate; on the contrary, some of them seemed even more excited.

The fat man even felt that it wasn't exciting enough with just the four of them watching from the doorway, so he went back to the classroom and dragged Chu Meiren over as well. Now everyone was peering out from the doorway.

The newly arrived beauty Chu showed no sadness on her face, only an expression of taking it all for granted.

these people……

Jing couldn't help but take a step back. Had she witnessed her teammate's death with such a gleeful or indifferent expression? In that instant, Jing felt that Chu Meiren and the others were more terrifying than the ghosts outside.

But soon something even more terrifying caught her attention.

"Bang!" "Bang bang!" "Bang!"

The sound of people going upstairs continued.

It wasn't the slow, stiff sound of a ghost climbing the stairs, but the light, lively, and arrhythmic sound that seemed to come from a living person.

The person isn't dead? Her eyes widened, and she turned her head towards the stairs. (End of Chapter)