Strange things happen, and I drive the evil god mad by chasing debts.

The heavy wooden door of the storage room was pressed firmly against the wall, and the violent impact sounded like thunder.

Each impact carried a chilling force that pierced to the bone, causing the entire old door panel to tremble violently.

Wood chips, flake by flake, mixed with years of accumulated dust, filled the air.

A dense, drawn-out sound of footsteps gathered from outside the door.

It wasn't just the student-stalking ghost that had just broken into the classroom.

The strange activity throughout the entire teaching building was drawn to the unusual movement, and everyone gathered outside this small storage room.

A cold, hoarse, overlapping whisper kept seeping in through the crack in the door.

The words, whispering in their ears with a powerful, corrosive force, whispered: "The runaway student... the rule-breaker... stay... stay and attend classes forever..."

Fang Yue's back was pressed tightly against the cold wall, his chest heaving violently, and his palms were covered in sticky cold sweat.

He clutched the last two exorcism talismans from the Demon Suppression Bureau in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force, his eyes filled with tense vigilance.

"Sister Qingchan, something's wrong." He lowered his voice, his tone filled with barely concealed seriousness. "It was just a local rule failure earlier, how could it have attracted so many strange occurrences? It's as if all the monsters in the entire building have been awakened."

Shen Qingchan braced one hand against the center of the door, using the force to hold the constantly shaking wooden door in place, and quickly scanned the small, enclosed storage room.

The room was filled with abandoned, dilapidated tables and chairs, rotting book scraps, and the air was stuffy and oppressive.

The only source of light was a small, rusted window high up, making it impossible for a person to pass through.

"The spacetime disturbance is more serious than we imagined." She spoke rapidly, calmly analyzing the situation. "This is an interlayered area where spacetime fragments overlap. Once the rules loosen, all the strange and restrictive constraints will be temporarily lifted."

Now, not only the patrolling student monsters, but all the hidden anomalies on this floor have indiscriminate attack privileges.

"Simply put, the entire teaching building is now a trap."

Fang Yue's heart sank as he fully realized the desperate situation before him.

The first two layers of the illusion were relatively gentle, only using the illusion of obsession to destroy the mind. But from the third layer onwards, this remnant of time and space finally revealed its truly bloodthirsty and eerie fangs.

Bang Bang Bang!

Several more violent impacts followed, leaving a dent in the center of the wooden door, and a dark crack rapidly spreading along the wood grain.

The cold, black mist seeped in through the cracks, and upon landing on the ground, it instantly corroded into tiny black specks, releasing a pungent, fishy stench.

"The door won't hold for much longer!" Fang Yue exclaimed urgently. "We only have two exorcism talismans left; that's not enough to stop so many strange creatures over such a large area!"

Shen Qingchan's eyes remained perfectly focused as she swiftly scanned all the objects in the room.

His gaze finally settled on a pile of broken steel supports in the corner, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, there's a way to hold out until the rules reset."

She immediately turned sideways to loosen the door panel, rushed to the corner of the wall, and pulled out two thick, rusty steel bars with both hands.

With his arm veins slightly bulging, he forcefully wedged the steel bar between the door panel and the ground to create a temporary load-bearing barrier.

"Help me hold up the side! Block the gap so the black mist can't seep in!"

Fang Yue immediately stepped forward to help, and the two of them braced themselves against the door from the left and right.

The wooden door, which had been shaking violently, became much more stable in an instant, as the impact force from outside was largely absorbed by the steel bars.

Having temporarily stabilized their defenses, Fang Yue, panting heavily, couldn't help but ask, "Are we just going to wait like this? What if the rules never return to normal? We'll be worn down and die here sooner or later!"

"No." Shen Qingchan looked up at the old clock hanging on the wall inside the room, her eyes firm. "The spacetime distortion in the dungeon is temporary. All the misaligned spacetime will eventually correct itself."

The only variable is whether we can hold out until the clock resets.

Fang Yue followed her gaze and felt a chill run down his spine.

The hands of that wall clock were still frantically spinning backwards, stopping, and jumping erratically.

The numbers were jumbled and overlapping, and the grating, grating sound of gears spinning incessantly echoed—proof that the rules were completely disrupted.

Just then, the banging outside the door suddenly stopped.

The sudden silence was more chilling than a frenzied chase.

The noisy whispers and chaotic footsteps all disappeared.

The entire teaching building was eerily silent; even the sound of the wind rustling through the windows was gone.

Fang Yue's hair stood on end instantly, and he held his breath: "Why did they stop? Are they gone?"

"No." Shen Qingchan's voice was extremely low, her eyes filled with vigilance. "The strange creatures will not give up their prey. They are gathering strength, or... blocking the only way out."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slight rustling sound came from the ceiling above his head.

rustling... rustling...

A soft, sticky, and eerie sound landed precisely on their heads.

Both of them looked up at the same time, their pupils suddenly contracting.

On the pure white ceiling, countless wet black hairs seeped out through the cracks, strand by strand, clump by clump, quickly covering the entire ceiling surface.

Immediately afterwards, a pale, distorted human face slowly emerged from the ceiling cavity. Its eyes were black and empty, without a trace of white, and its mouth was split open to its ears, bearing a hideous and eerie smile.

It's a high-level anomaly hidden in the mezzanine of the building! A far more terrifying existence than the ordinary student ghosts that are being tracked!

"There are some upstairs too! We've been surrounded!" Fang Yue's heart pounded, and he instantly gripped the last two talismans tightly.

The face stared intently at the two below, a hoarse, broken voice echoing through the floorboards: "Students who skip school... should be punished..."

Swish-!

Countless black hairs fell wildly like black venomous snakes, carrying a chilling aura that corroded everything, rushing straight towards the two people's heads!

"Don't take it head-on! Back off!"

Shen Qingchan reacted with lightning speed, grabbing Fang Yue and pulling him back sharply, while simultaneously throwing out an exorcism talisman.

Golden flames exploded instantly, scorching the drooping black hair, causing it to hiss and rapidly curl up and retreat.

But after only a moment of obstruction, the eerie silence outside the door erupted once more!

Bang bang bang! !

A new, even more violent impact struck, instantly deforming the wooden door that was stuck in the steel bars. The gaps widened again, and a torrent of black mist rushed in, causing the temperature inside the room to plummet to freezing.

One pale face after another squeezed through the crack in the door, their empty eyes fixed on the two people inside. They were densely packed, covering the crack in the door and the ceiling, completely blocking all escape routes.

They were surrounded in front and attacked from above, with no way to advance or retreat.

Fang Yue, his palms sweating, watched the eerie forces closing in from all sides. He gritted his teeth and said, "We only have one talisman left! We can't hold out much longer! Sister Qingchan, we need to find a way to break through! If we keep going like this, we're really going to die here!"

Shen Qingchan's mind raced, her gaze fixed on the distorted clock on the wall. She spoke in a low voice, "Wait ten more seconds! I can feel the spacetime fluctuations weakening; the clock is about to return to its original position, and the rules are about to reset!"