Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

The holographic camera emitted a pale green glow in the dark corridor.

In the video, Jiang Ling is holding an extended, image-stabilized selfie stick and giving an exceptionally fluent professional science lecture to the air.

In the darkness behind her, the bright red scarf had long since broken free from the door latch.

The red ribbon stiffened in mid-air and transformed into a headless, blood-red serpent.

The chat room exploded with excitement at that moment.

Countless words scrolled wildly across the screen, densely covering the entire image.

"Look, brothers! Sister Ling is wearing a red scarf behind her!"

"It can't be real, there's definitely a high-powered blower hiding down there! It's a script! It must be a script!"

"Where did the wind come from in this enclosed corridor! That red scarf is moving! It's standing up by itself! It's trying to put it around Sister Ling's neck!"

"High-energy warning! Protect yourself with bullet comments! May we all live in prosperity, democracy, civility, and harmony!"

"Hey, you expert Lin over there, turn around! Are you just using that huge electromagnetic detector as a fire poker?!"

Jiang Ling is explaining the effects of air humidity to the camera.

As soon as she finished speaking, a chilling cold suddenly swept over the back of her neck.

The chill felt like someone was holding a poisoned ice needle and stabbing it deep into the crevice of her Dazhui acupoint.

Jiang Ling's body hair stood on end in an instant, and cold sweat quickly condensed into beads on her forehead.

She instinctively wanted to turn around to check what was wrong behind her.

Suddenly, Lin Ye's stern instructions to her before entering the room flashed through her mind.

She forcefully stopped the urge to turn her head, suppressing the extreme fear in her heart, and stood still with her legs weak.

The red scarf floated silently in mid-air, less than three centimeters away from Jiang Ling's fair swan neck.

Dark black water stains began to seep from the edges of the scarlet fabric.

A stench of dead rats from the sewer assaulted the back of Jiang Ling's head.

Lin Ye remained standing beside her.

The beam of the powerful flashlight in his hand shone coldly on the moss-covered ground of the passageway.

His facial expression remained calm and undisturbed.

His eyes, clear and bright, exuded absolute composure.

Faced with this genuine supernatural face-smear, Lin Ye showed no sign of panic.

He suddenly twisted his wrist.

The Soul-Suppressing Copper Coin Sword in his hand, wrapped in layers of black waterproof canvas, drew a sharp parabola in mid-air without any hindrance.

"Snapped!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out in the silent, eerie corridor.

The thick spine of the copper coin sword struck the "seven-inch" spot of the long red snake with perfect accuracy.

The instant they made contact, the pure Yang energy surging within Lin Ye's body flowed from his palm into the sword.

The 108 ancient bronze coins wrapped in canvas produced a silent yet intense resonance.

A burst of intense, masculine firelight silently exploded inside the canvas.

"hiss!"

The crimson serpent, formed from the resentment of the water ghost, didn't even let out a complete scream.

It instantly vaporized under the terrifying scorching heat of thunder and fire, turning into a wisp of black smoke that completely dissipated in mid-air.

A few fragments of black ash drifted and landed on the waterlogged tiles.

Lin Ye remained expressionless and casually pressed the red plastic electric shock button glued to the top of the copper coin sword with his thumb.

The handheld camouflage device emitted a series of electronically synthesized "beep beep beep" sounds.

Lin Ye, with a deadpan expression devoid of any emotion, shone the flashlight beam onto the black ash on the ground, his tone completely flat:

"Everyone in the live stream, don't panic. What you just saw was a very typical example of electrostatic adsorption."

He pointed the thick "detector" at the debris on the ground, thus reaching the pinnacle of blatant lying.

"Due to years of disrepair, coupled with tonight's thunderstorms, the electrical charge distribution in the air of this building affiliated with Jiangda Primary School is extremely unbalanced."

"The quick-drying clothes that Ms. Jiang is wearing are made of high-polymer synthetic fiber fabric. During her vigorous walking and friction just now, her body surface accumulated tens of thousands of volts of high-voltage static electricity."

Lin Ye stared straight at the camera with a serious expression, his eyes revealing the profound and rigorous demeanor of a leading physicist in the Great Xia Dynasty.

"This red scarf is made of the cheapest polyester fabric on the market. Polyester is very easy to be attracted by static electricity and float in a strong magnetic field."

"The sparks you just saw were just microscopic spontaneous combustion caused by the static electricity igniting the polyester fibers. Polyester fibers burn extremely fast, which is why not much residue was left behind."

"Please remain rational, and we must trust science."

The two million netizens in the live stream were completely dumbfounded after hearing this hardcore physics explanation.

The comments on the screen paused briefly, then surged out at an even more frenzied pace.

"666! Static electricity can attract a red scarf and make it crawl up a person's neck like a live venomous snake? Newton must be turning in his grave!"

"Expert Lin's expression was so calm, and he spoke so logically that I almost believed him!"

"Holy crap, static electricity can burn something so cleanly? Not even a strip of cloth is left? That's as powerful as a high-explosive incendiary bomb!"

"Don't argue with the person in front. My university physics professor is watching the live stream, and he's frantically taking notes in a little notebook, saying that Professor Lin's charge theory provides a completely new research approach!"

"Whether you believe it or not, I now believe in science, Master Lin, I'm utterly humbled!"

Jiang Ling stared at the pool of black ash on the ground, her lips twitching uncontrollably, her back already soaked with cold sweat.

She had just truly felt the tangible sensation of death.

In front of millions of high-definition cameras, she had no choice but to continue to smooth things over with Lin Ye's nonsensical ramblings.

"That's right, family."

"I did feel a strong static electricity hit my neck just now, and it feels a little numb."

"As expected of the nationally appointed physics master, Lin's words revealed the secret of the universe; the power of science is indeed great."

Jiang Lingqian smiled and agreed, her voice trembling slightly.

Lin Ye didn't give her much of a chance to catch her breath or calm down.

He stepped forward, extended his free left hand, and pushed open the wooden classroom door that was covered with strange runes drawn in ink.

"Squeak!"

The main door opens inward.

A chilling, damp current, penetrating to the bone, surged out of the classroom like a tidal wave.

The air pressure was as heavy as a piece of cast iron, pressing down on everyone's chests, making it hard to breathe.

The powerful beam of the flashlight swept into the classroom through the crack in the door.

Inside the hall, forty sets of rusty wooden desks and chairs were arranged neatly.

Above each school chair, a set of blue and white summer school uniforms for the affiliated primary school is suspended.

These school uniforms maintain an upright, attentive posture while listening to the lesson.

There was no flesh supporting it inside, yet the sleeves and trouser legs of the fabric bulged out in a rounded shape.

The bright red scarf was neatly knotted at the collar.

Black, viscous liquid continued to drip from the cracks in the ceiling.

The liquid fell onto the rusty metal desk below, instantly turning into black ink that splattered everywhere, staining the worn-out textbooks on the desk.

On the huge blackboard directly behind the podium, the eight large characters written in dark red chalk, "Class time, no lateness allowed," began to melt away in large areas.

The handwriting transformed into streaks of dark red blood that flowed down the mottled wall.

A huge red cross was drawn on the wooden floor in front of the podium.

Jiang Ling's hands were trembling violently.

The selfie stick with image stabilization in her hand was completely useless, and the camera lens was shaking wildly in mid-air.

She forced a smile and gave a trembling explanation to the camera.

"Family members, did you all see that? This...this is clearly the latest air multi-dimensional projection technology developed by the School of Optoelectronics at Jiangnan University."

"These floating school uniforms are all holographic illusions created by the refraction of light and shadow. Expert Lin, do you think my analysis is correct?"

Lin Ye brandished the tightly wrapped copper coin sword around, his face bearing an expression of unquestionable academic authority.

"Ms. Jiang is right. The old blackboards here contain a lot of ferromagnetic media. Under the strong convection environment of thunderstorms, the surface of the blackboard produced a rare magnetic tape effect, which recorded and reflected the light and shadow of the students' classes back then."

"This is not caused by ghosts. The poor air circulation in an enclosed space, which leads to an excessive concentration of mold spores, can also cause mild visual hallucinations in people's optic nerves."