Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 62 Now it's my turn to be the dorm supervisor, hehe ^_^
On the ceiling, the platypus's enormous mandible is hidden in the shadows. It races along the smooth surface, sucking all the light fixtures in its path into its beak, accompanied by a crisp sound effect.

Its appearance was like that of a great white shark with its jaws wide open, ready to devour its prey.

Upon seeing this scene, alarm bells immediately went off in Yan Ming's mind.

Sure enough, the platypus had already spotted him.

Although he had a vague feeling that something was wrong, he still held his breath because of the monster's undisguised malice.

When the platypus passes by below, it could simply look up and grab the survivor quickly, but instead, it gives the survivor clinging to the ceiling a glimmer of hope, secretly manipulating its shadow to stealthily approach before opening its gaping maw.

This playful and cruel practice doesn't seem like hunting; it's purely for torture.

Since there's only one survivor on this floor, is the platypus planning to play with him slowly?
Seeing the platypus coming at him, Yan Ming didn't hesitate. He threw the paper figure he was holding in his hand away and then swung his body backward, trying to get rid of the platypus's attack as quickly as possible.

The crumpled paper figure began to stretch its body in mid-air and instantly bounced back to its normal shape.

Paper doll: "!!!"

It looked at the huge duck bill that was attacking it so close at hand, and a look of horror appeared on its face, with three exclamation marks appearing on its forehead.

Without the slightest hesitation, the paper figure acted entirely on instinct, stretching out its paper hands and waving them frantically, using them as wings.

Using this flight, it stopped Yan Ming's throwing momentum, then quickly turned around and tried to run away, following closely behind Yan Ming's back.

At the same time, the lower half of the paper figure began to decompose rapidly, ejecting a large amount of paper scraps and forming a large cloud of paper mist.

The platypus charged headlong into the paper mist, choking and coughing repeatedly after inhaling it, temporarily halting its attack.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the paper figure quickly turned around, its waving hands constantly forming hand seals and making hand gestures, and the paper head actually spewed out vortex-shaped flames.

"boom--"

The flames disappeared into the paper mist, instantly triggering a violent explosion that shook the entire floor and shocked Yan Ming, who had just landed and was about to run away.

He turned around and saw the paper figure floating in front of the duck's beak, spewing out large, roaring fireballs.

The flames surged, releasing a slightly dazzling light that instantly dispelled the platypus's shadow.

Yan Ming couldn't help but widen his eyes. He never imagined that this paper figure would actually play with fire.

Dude, aren't you afraid of playing with fire and getting burned?

Now he's starting to believe it; the paper figure might have just been playing a prank by deliberately untying his necklace.

There was clear malice, but it had not yet escalated to the level of murderous intent.

Otherwise, if you suddenly attack while hiding in his collar, and throw a random fireball, wouldn't that just blast him off the ceiling?

"Cough cough cough-"

After the paper figure finished doing all this, it coughed a few times and exhaled a few puffs of ash smoke, as if it had gone silent, leaving its face blackened with soot.

"Waikira!"

The paper figure reached out and wiped its smudged face, watching the platypus shadow that it had blasted apart reassemble, but there were obvious cracks and breaks on its beak.

The paper figure immediately burst into laughter, completely disregarding its own safety.

However, the platypus's true form quickly ran over, and its shadow began to extend again.

This time, the platypus clearly saw this ungrateful paper figure as one of its hunting targets, and thus its undisguised malice surged towards the paper figure.

The paper figure seemed to have just come to its senses, turned around again, frantically waved its hands, and hurriedly flew towards Yan Ming.

Its body is relatively light, but its grip is quite strong, so it flies very fast and catches up with Yan Ming in less than two seconds.

Yan Ming turned his head slightly and felt the paper figure sitting on his head, grabbing his two tufts of hair with both hands, seemingly using it as a control stick for a fighter jet.

However, the paper figure on his head wasn't just hitching a ride; it was releasing paper mist all the way back while spewing out stray sparks to ignite the mist.

Each burst of flames felt like an invisible hand pushing Yan Ming from behind. This surge of force from behind propelled him forward a short distance, almost equivalent to a short-range movement skill.

Moreover, the burning paper mist was also something the platypus hated, and the monster waved its hands repeatedly to disperse the flames, thus affecting its running and chasing speed.

With this shift in momentum, Yan Ming discovered that he was running much faster than the platypus behind him, and he ran smoothly all the way to the stairwell.

He looked at the stairs leading to the first floor, then at the stairs leading to the third floor, and almost without hesitation, chose to run upwards.

At this moment, the staircase leading to the first floor was pitch black, as if covered by a gray filter.

A gloomy, ghostly realm.

Yan Ming knew he had to go up to the third floor.

Based on the replay of previous memories, the evil spirits guarding each floor are not on the same level in terms of strength and perception.

The monster on the first floor...

Don't go looking for trouble alone. Go upstairs and find your teammates, especially the dorm manager.

Based on previous speculation, the dormitory manager was also a necessary figure to escape the dormitory building and should be able to provide important assistance to the team's escape.

Now that He Lian has already dragged the dormitory manager into this escape game, we should definitely go to the third floor to check the situation.

It was definitely not because I was afraid of the unknown fear on the first floor.

Now that they're on the first floor, it seems they're getting closer to the door that symbolizes escape, but Yan Ming has a feeling that something is waiting for him in the darkness.

They seem very close, but in reality, they are worlds apart.

Yan Ming's recklessness had been worn down by the ghosts in reality, and he would not venture into a dangerous area that was obviously not right unless he was certain of his safety.

He climbed the stairs, but the platypus relentlessly chased after him until Yan Ming stepped into the third-floor corridor. Only then did the platypus snort angrily, turn around, and leisurely stroll back to the second floor.

Yan Ming didn't linger in the corridor. He knew that the sound of his footsteps running upstairs wasn't light, and if the evil spirit on the third floor noticed, it would definitely be heading this way.

So he tiptoed, keeping an eye on the sounds in the corridor, and walked into the nearest dormitory.

The evil spirit on the third floor...

If I remember correctly, it was a snake-shaped black shadow that moved with a faint hissing sound and had no obvious footsteps, so we need to be extra careful.

Yan Ming withdrew his observing gaze, casually closed the dormitory door slightly, and then looked at the situation inside the room.

Completely different from the old, long-forgotten dormitory building, this place has a distinctly different atmosphere of daily life.

The blankets on the bed were folded haphazardly, and the closet door was ajar, revealing a pile of clothes and daily necessities inside.

The toothbrush lay beside the toothbrush cup, the toothpaste cap was missing, and several towels were piled up in the basin, emitting a strange mixed smell.

A calendar hangs next to the light switch in the dormitory, with holiday dates marked with hearts. A holiday will arrive every two weeks.

The Monday after the holiday was marked with a crying face, and on some special dates, there was also a skull pattern.

Yan Ming guessed that the skull might refer to the dates of various major exams in school, because they are often consecutive, usually three days long.

Judging from the checkmark on the calendar, today's date should be May 15th.

This is a brand new boys' dormitory, and it houses at least one student who isn't very clean.

Yan Ming slowed his breathing, trying his best not to smell the odor in the dormitory.

He saw several slips of paper piled on a bed, so he went over and picked them up to read them.

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May 12th. Reason for leave: Going home to take a shower.

Teacher's opinion: Allowing students to return to their dormitories to shower during evening self-study is not permitted.

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Octover 5st

Reason for leave: Injured leg while playing basketball during PE class.

Teacher's opinion: Without a certificate from the school clinic, approval will not be granted.

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Octover 5st

Reason for leave: My roommate has gone missing, and I need to go find him.

Teacher's opinion: After investigation, there is no student named "Lu Mingzhe" in this dormitory, therefore the application is rejected.

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Octover 5st

Reason for leave: There really is a ghost in our dorm, I need to go home.

Teacher's opinion: No
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Octover 5st

Reason for leave: Please let me go back. There is a real emergency at home, Teacher Pan. I have to go back. I can't stay in the dormitory any longer.

Teacher's comment: Hehe ^_^
"Ok?"

Yan Ming's gaze fell on the latest leave application form, and the "hehe" and "^_^" in the teacher's comments made his heart tremble for no reason.

If the original teacher's comment might have been due to strict school rules, requiring an irrefutable reason to successfully request leave, then this last teacher's comment clearly feels rather strange.

Hehe^_^
The person who replied to this leave request was clearly not a teacher in a normal state; it was more like they were possessed by an evil spirit.

Moreover, there was a lot of other information on the leave application form, such as that "Lu Mingzhe" had lived in this dormitory and then disappeared on May 14.

And apart from this student who asked for leave, probably no one else even remembers Lu Mingzhe's existence.

He seemed to have been erased from existence by something.

This is the dormitory for second-year high school students, but isn't Lu Mingzhe a third-year high school student?
He skipped a grade after going missing?

Yan Ming couldn't figure out Lu Mingzhe's identity for the time being, but he made a mental note of the question and secretly became wary of Lu Mingzhe.

Another point is that, judging from the last leave application form, the teacher who approved the leave application is referred to as "Teacher Pan".

He is now Teacher Pan.

Based on his own experience, Yan Ming judged that the surname Pan was actually not very common, and since both of them were teachers in the second year of high school, he vaguely suspected that the two teachers surnamed Pan were the same person.

So this means...

On May 16th, "Teacher Pan" exhibited very obvious signs of alienation.

That reply, "hehe^_^", suggests that Teacher Pan's mental state is already problematic; perhaps he can no longer be described as a "human being."

December 5th...

Is it today?

Yan Ming's heart tightened, because he knew it was nighttime, but he wasn't sure if the game's time was the same as before.

If they agree, then it will be 10 p.m. in less than half an hour.

Ten o'clock means that the teachers from the teaching area will come to the dormitory to check.

If "Teacher Pan" is not normal, will the other teachers still be normal?
There are five evil spirits in the dormitory right now. Once those bizarre teachers arrive, escaping will likely become even more difficult.

Yan Ming carefully put away the leave slips and carried them with him. He looked around the dormitory and, after confirming that there was nothing worth looking for, he peeked out into the corridor to observe the situation.

The corridor remained quiet, with a faint hissing sound coming from the other end.

By the light of the moon, he saw a twisted snake-like shadow slither into the dormitory across the street.

Seeing this, Yan Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

It looks like it's safe here now.

I just don't know exactly where He Lian and the dormitory manager are on the third floor.

Yan Ming was just pondering this question when he saw the door of a dormitory in the middle of the corridor open.

Immediately afterward, He Lian peeked out and noticed Yan Ming on this side of the corridor. A look of joy appeared on her face.

Behind her followed a young and beautiful woman, not wearing a school uniform, but a simple, elegant long dress, who looked to be in her early twenties.

Unlike He Lian, this woman's eyes widened the moment she saw Yan Ming, and she immediately reached out and grabbed He Lian in front of her.

He Lian turned around, made a "shh" gesture, and then signaled the woman to continue following her.

After the snake-like figure entered the dormitory, various clanging and rattling sounds began to emanate from the third floor. It sounded as if the snake-like figure was moving extremely roughly, haphazardly searching through the dormitory, trying to find its missing prey.

While the snake shadow was still in the room, He Lian led the woman stealthily toward Yan Ming, who had already gone to wait in the dormitories ahead of them.

When He Lian and the woman entered the dormitory, Yan Ming immediately asked in a low voice, "Is she the dormitory manager?"

After the game started, his consciousness replaced Teacher Pan's consciousness. He was no longer in the state of the blindfolded ghost, so he could speak normally.

“Yes.” He Lian breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Yan Ming’s first words and realized that Teacher Pan was still Yan Ming at heart. She then explained, “She was our music teacher in the first year of high school, but she stopped teaching in the second year.”

"You are... Pan Youwei?" The music teacher thought for a moment and called out Teacher Pan's real name, but received no response.

Yan Ming shook his head and said, "No, you can think that I look like him, but I am not him."

"Is that so? Did you possess him? Or did you use a soul-swapping technique?" The music teacher's eyes were full of curiosity.

Yan Ming was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected the female teacher to know such a term.

“I occasionally read supernatural tales and the like, and I also browse forums.” The music teacher seemed a little embarrassed, as if some of her little quirks that she couldn’t show to others had been discovered. Then she immediately introduced herself and interrupted the conversation, “My name is Zhao Yunyao. If you are also from this school, you can just call me Teacher Zhao.”

Yan Ming nodded, his gaze falling on He Lian's hands, where she was carrying a bag of something.

Noticing Yan Ming's gaze, He Lian slowly opened the plastic bag, revealing the human skin garment inside.

Countless vibrant ears were implanted on the human skin suit, and as if they had heard some sound, they all turned towards Yan Ming.

"This dress was next to Teacher Zhao after she came in."

"Wearing the human skin suit allows you to use the dormitory manager's abilities."

Yan Ming looked at the human skin coat.

Is this our help in this escape game?

The dormitory manager's abilities...

Is it true that one should not look at what is improper?
　New author, new book, seeking everything~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)