Something's wrong with how I'm watching anime.

Just as Kazama was about to continue speaking, a roar suddenly came from the school building in the distance.

The roar, amplified by inspiration, was clearly audible.

Then, in Kazama and Cerberus's view, a black membrane covered the entire school.

"A barrier?" Upon seeing the membrane, Kerberos blurted out.

A barrier, or as Jujutsu Kaisen would say, a domain.

However, they are all similar in nature, using their own power to influence and distort reality, forming an alternate dimension.

The domain is also a symbol of a top-tier cursed spirit.

"No, it's different from a complete barrier. Although it blocks reality, it is still based on reality."

"At most, it can only be considered a semi-barrier," Kerberos added.

The term "semi-domain" does exist in Jujutsu Kaisen. It refers to the prototype of a proper domain before its creation, and its rules are not complete.

"A semi-domain... a cursed spirit somewhere between level one and special level?"

“But this is way too fast!” Cerberus said in disbelief.

From the moment Kazama foresaw the third loss of control to finding this place, only two days had passed.

Although powerful cursed objects can accelerate the rate at which curses are generated in the vicinity.

But to generate a cursed spirit capable of influencing the material world in just two days is simply too exaggerated.

"It's not an exaggeration... or rather, it's quite normal in a place like this."

Kazama shifted his gaze from the school in front of him to the car in front of the gate.

Do you know what kind of topics those guys talk about on live stream?

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be a supernatural adventure."

Kazama looked at the plaque on the pillar of the abandoned school.

"Yuehai Elementary School... If I remember correctly, this should be a well-known haunted location in the city."

The creation of cursed spirits originates from the ethereal and negative emotions emanating from humanity.

These emotions are actually not targeted.

When accumulated to a certain extent, the resulting cursed spirit is extremely weak.

"But once these negative emotions and malice become targeted, specifically directed at a certain place, the birth of the cursed spirit will be exceptionally rapid and extremely powerful."

For example, the intelligent spirits in Jujutsu Kaisen.

They represent humanity's fear of volcanoes, the earth, the ocean, and humanity itself.

These fears and negative emotions clearly pointed to a certain concept, thus giving rise to real people and other cursed spirits.

"However, even top-grade cursed spirits are divided into different levels."

"The simplest criterion for division is whether the domain can be moved."

"Most of the top-tier cursed spirits are earthbound spirits, whose domains are forcibly fixed within a certain range."

Xinghai City is a famous haunted location and the source of countless urban legends in the city.

Such targeted catalysis is most likely caused by a cursed spirit of the earthbound type.

"Semi-domainized... A super-level cursed spirit, if it hasn't fully absorbed Su Nuo's finger, its strength is still within an acceptable range. At least it won't be stronger than the Judgment Witch who had a complete barrier last time."

Despite saying that, Kazama's face still showed a hint of worry.

After all, the domain was just generated... which means something must have happened just now.

The most likely possibility is...

"Those streamers might have already encountered cursed spirits," Kazama thought to himself.

..................

As they walked into the teaching building and slowly made their way down the dilapidated corridor, Zhang Liya and the others noticed something was amiss.

The live stream showed a connection interruption, and the status bar at the top of the phone screen displayed no signal.

"The signal is lost..."

Zhang Liya stopped in her tracks, looked at her phone screen, and then looked up at the group of people and spoke.

"Ok?"

The fat man was taken aback, took the phone from Zhang Liya's hand, and started fiddling with it.

"What's going on...?"

"Although this place is indeed relatively remote, it's not some deep mountain forest, so why is the signal down?"

Several people looked at each other.

"What do we do now?" Zhang Liya asked, her expression subtly changing.

The earlier screams had already made her eyelids twitch, and the loss of signal made her feel even more uneasy.

Although being a paranormal adventurer requires a lot of courage, she has become quite adept at it through numerous expeditions. Many places that are said to be haunted are actually just empty shells.

However, being bold doesn't mean you're never afraid.

"Without a signal, I can't continue the live stream..."

"Although it was a live stream accident, doing this will probably cause you to lose a lot of followers."

"How about we record it and release it later?" the fat man suggested.

"What the hell are you recording..."

Chen Jie shook his head, indicating his opposition.

"What if something unexpected happens if there's no signal and no way to contact us?"

"This..." The fat man was speechless.

Zhang Hao, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up.

"Chen Jie is right... Safety should be the top priority in everything."

"That's enough for today. Go find Gong Si and then leave. We'll talk about the explanation to the audience later."

Zhang Hao's words were the final word, and no matter how many ideas the fat man had, he could only agree in the end.

"Let's go find Gong Si now."

Gong Si is also a member of the live streaming team, but she has always been responsible for post-production promotion.

This time, he was pulled in to play the role of the school janitor butcher, 'hunting down' everyone.

According to the script everyone agreed on, Gong Si should be waiting in classroom 115 right now; they can just go and find him.

After deciding on their course of action, the four of them set off, using flashlights.

But at the corner, the four of them stopped again.

Simply put, the corridor at the corner leads to the left.

But all four of them knew clearly that when they entered here during the daytime rehearsal, this corner corridor led to the right.

"this..."

Zhang Liya swallowed hard, her voice trembling slightly.

"Have we taken the wrong road?"

"How could this be..." Chen Jie's voice trembled slightly.

"There's only one straight corridor when you enter the teaching building..."

Chapter 87 Trapped

If it were a winding, circuitous corridor, getting lost would be understandable. But once you enter the teaching building, there's only one straight corridor; how could someone possibly get lost?

Is there something wrong with my memory?

Everyone subconsciously thought that way.

It's one thing if one person makes a mistake in their memory, but it's impossible for all four people in a group to make the same mistake.

The four fell silent.

In the dimly lit school corridors, a gloomy atmosphere hung over everyone's hearts.

What should we do now?

Zhang Liya's expression turned pale. The series of unexpected events seemed to foreshadow that they were stepping into some dangerous abyss.

"Go back..."

Zhang Hao spoke first, his expression grim, but he was the calmest among the other three.

"Let's go back the way we came and get out of the school first."

"See if the cell phone signal can be restored, then call for help... or call the police directly."

“But Gong Si is still here…” Chen Jie said softly.

Is it really okay to leave him here?

Although he was deeply horrified and wholeheartedly agreed with Zhang Hao's suggestion, driven by morality, Chen Jie couldn't help but bring up Gong Si, whom he couldn't contact for the time being and whose situation he didn't know.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said again:

“If there’s nothing wrong with this place, then Gong Si will naturally be fine. But if there really is something strange or unusual about this place, then going there now would be pointless.”

"So, the best way is to leave this place first, and then find someone to help..."

"this...."

Hearing Zhang Hao's words, Chen Jie was taken aback, but he also felt that what he said made a lot of sense, so he stopped talking and just silently wished Gong Si good luck in his heart.

The group reached a consensus and immediately turned around and walked back.

The sound of running footsteps and panting could be heard in the corridor, and the beams of four flashlights shone ahead.