Rules of the Strange: I Became a God in a Bizarre World Through Taoist Arts

"Tsk, it's truly a pitiful sight."

Shen Xingzhu complained.

She took the paper that recorded the rules of the water room and saw that the writing on it was mottled and faint, and the creases caused by Hua Jiuyue's crumpling made it even more unclear.

Upon hearing this, Hua Jiuyue lowered her head, which had been held high.

"I was wrong."

Shen Xingzhuo glanced at her sideways, then chuckled and unfolded the paper completely.

Looking around, it was confirmed that the paper was originally pasted on the only drinking water filter.

Shen Xingzhuo didn't rush to confirm the rules; instead, she walked to the water dispenser.

Looking at the dried and yellowed glue marks, she reached out and gently scratched them with her fingernail.

She easily scraped off a bunch of fine shavings from the dried adhesive strip.

Then, her gaze fell on the floor of the washroom.

The girls' fallen hair, mixed with mold that had formed due to the dampness, clumped together on the ground, creating a disgusting mess.

But the one square meter of ground in front of the water dispenser was exceptionally clean.

"How much time has passed since you came in?"

Shen Xingzhuo realized that if he fell into another space, the passage of time might not be the same as in the space where Hua Jiuyue was.

In addition, they have a 10 PM lights-out time limit.

It's still necessary to find out how much time is left.

As for Hua Jiuyue, no matter why she always seemed a bit out of it, as a death warrior trained by the Wuxiang Kingdom, time calculation was an essential introductory course for her.

At the very least, as long as Hua Jiuyue wants to leave the ghost story alive, no one will oppose her at this time.

Sure enough, Hua Jiuyue only thought for a few seconds before giving the exact time.

"It's been about 16 minutes. It's been a little past nine o'clock since we left. We have less than an hour left."

Shen Xingzhuo nodded. "That's enough."

She unfolded the paper in her hand—

[Water Usage Rules for Students at Jiashan Experimental Middle School:]

[1. Water resources are finite, and no one should waste a single drop of precious drinking water. Take only what you need, and never be greedy and take more than you need.]

[2: The drinking water filter in the water room is a completely safe and reliable machine; please use it with confidence.]

[3: If students need to wash up, please go to the designated washroom stalls to ensure your privacy.]

[4. Do not stay in the washroom for too long.]

[5: The washroom, as a sacred space for washing and obtaining drinking water, must not be defiled.]

[6: Do not use the water here to wash, do not use the water here...&...@#]

【7: Clean thoroughly! It must be spotless!】

Shen Xingzhuo's gaze lingered on the sixth item.

The words looked as if someone had smeared them with a finger dipped in water, blurring the writing into a blurry gray blob, making the rest of the text completely illegible.

Only the first few words were legible—"Do not use the water here to wash, do not use the water here..." followed by a string of messy ink dots, as if the writer had been dragged away halfway through writing, leaving a long tail on the paper with the pen tip.

She stared at the tail for a few seconds, then looked away and continued reading.

Article 7.

Clean it thoroughly! It must be spotless!

Two exclamation marks were used, bolded, and the strokes were much heavier than the other entries, as if the writer had pressed them down with all their might. Shen Xingzhuo turned the paper over to look at the back, and sure enough—where the two exclamation marks were, the back of the paper had bulged with obvious raised marks.

Shen Xingzhuo didn't rush to analyze the rules. Instead, he folded the paper and put it into his Qiankun bag. Then he squatted down and looked again at the exceptionally clean ground in front of the water dispenser.