After being poisoned by mushrooms, all the strange creatures became fascinated by me.

Tang Li felt somewhat dazed.

The scene before them was almost absurd. Sun Ping, transformed into a werewolf, was locked in a fierce battle with Lao Yan, the guillotine wielder. Colorful special effects occasionally burst forth around Sun Ping, and Lao Yan's withered and wiry body suddenly became strong and powerful.

Tang Li tried to rush out at several opportune moments, but was blocked by the two people running around the room.

Seeing that Old Yan was showing signs of weakness, she couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety for herself. She should have asked Jiang Hui for the dagger back then; even if she didn't know how to use it, it would have been better than being unarmed and helpless now!

But there's always a way out. Just then, Tang Li suddenly heard a rustling sound.

What was that sound?

Tang Li's gaze gradually moved downwards, finally settling on the abandoned basin.

A small hole had appeared at the bottom of the basin at some point, and various small insects lined up and crawled out of the hole in an orderly fashion, like ants from the same nest. Once they landed on the ground, they disappeared without a trace.

Beside the group, a verdant praying mantis was gracefully waving its sickle-like grasping legs, slowly sawing at the basin wall at the entrance of its burrow, seemingly trying to widen the opening a little more.

In the center of the basin, the bronze-headed, iron-backed creature that Tang Li had previously bet on had been sucked dry by countless wriggling poisonous insects. Meanwhile, those black and red poisonous insects with thorns, venomous fangs, several legs, and several eyes were still rolling around in the blood-red sand, occasionally greedily gnawing on the remains of other dead insects.

It's enough to send chills down your spine just looking at them, let alone imagine them crawling out of the bowl and onto you.

……Um?

"Clang—"

A resounding clang, like a golden bell falling to the ground.

Tang Li's hair stood on end. She suddenly looked up and saw that Old Yan had been thrown away with great force. On his aged face, his lips, almost the same color as his skin, were open, and blood stained the few remaining teeth. He was clearly beyond saving.

Meanwhile, another rapid, heavy breathing sound was nearby. Tang Li watched as Sun Ping walked towards her, his black-haired mouth twisting into a ferocious smile, his fangs sticking out and drooling.

His eyes were devoid of reason, filled with animalistic savagery.

"N-This is bad," he mumbled, his teeth too long. His bloodlust didn't subside with Old Yan's fall; instead, it surged even stronger. "I...I have no choice but to kill you now, little girl."

"I...I was going to play around with you." Sun Ping insisted on speaking through his mouth, which was ill-suited for vocalization. His fangs pierced his lower lip, and blood mingled with his saliva. "I really...I really wanted to kill someone..."

"Once you start killing, you can't stop."

He raised his blood-stained claws, his legs already bracing for power. "Can you understand, little girl?"

Tang Li, of course, couldn't understand.

But how could she just sit and wait to die?

The moment Sun Ping lunged, Tang Li ducked under the table. Sun Ping crouched low and peered out, then suddenly stretched out his arm. Tang Li dodged to the left, her fingers already touching the basin.

Then, facing Sun Ping, he lifted it with all his might—

"boom--"

The chirping of insects was amplified several times in an instant.

The entire basin overturned instantly, landing right upside down on Sun Ping's face.

In the bloody labyrinth.

The labyrinth, constructed from archives, was instantly turned upside down. Humans and monsters alike lost their footing, hanging upside down. The next second, amidst screams, their feet left the ground, plummeting straight towards the ceiling.

In the chaos, Jiang Hui and Qiu Wanting grabbed each other, and after a dizzying spin, their feet staggered onto solid ground.

The light stung my eyes through my eyelids.

The surviving players looked around in bewilderment and found that they had returned to their hospital rooms.

In the old archives room.

With her left hand clutching the file folder and her right hand bracing against the ground, Tang Li scrambled out from under the table without wasting a moment and ran headlong toward the door.

Behind her, Sun Ping screamed in agony.

The basin fell from his face to his feet, but it was too late; the writhing venomous insects had already crawled all over his face. They were like the most disgusting and insidious parasites, their multiple eyes flashing and their countless limbs waving as they wriggled in the black wolf fur on his face, vying to burrow into his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

These are the bizarre creatures that Sun Ping conceived with human lives, and right now they are reveling in their breeder's body.

The inhuman wails echoed throughout the entire floor. Tang Li could imagine Sun Ping's miserable state without turning around. She didn't have time to waste, because she didn't know if Sun Ping would chase after her like an unkillable cockroach, or if there were any of his henchmen lying in ambush nearby.

Tang Li ran down the corridor, clutching a file folder in her arms, charging forward without hesitation, just like Nannan in her dream.

She stepped on the clock striking 3:30 a.m.

Behind Tang Li, struggling to crawl out of the archives with his hands and feet, was Sun Ping, whose face was blurred, whose body was swollen, and who could barely be identified as a human.

[Rule 15: Entry into the archives room is prohibited between 1:30 AM and 3:30 AM.]

If the document is deemed fake, access to the archives is restricted to between 1:30 AM and 3:30 AM. Anyone violating this rule will be executed.

Sun Ping barely escaped with his life. However, he gained nothing from the trip and wasted a great deal of time and effort.

Sun Ping rubbed his eyes hard, rubbing off a centipede-like venomous insect. His eyes, almost stained red with blood, were fixed on Tang Li's back, the intense resentment almost tangible as it dripped from them.

An astonishing amount of points were pouring down. Sun Ping opened the shop and, before choosing a healing item for himself, he had already selected another green icon.

【Do you wish to spend 3000 points to purchase this item and summon a zombie horde (number ≤ 6)?】

A strange and terrifying roar, along with heavy footsteps, came from behind Tang Li and then rapidly approached.

At the corner of the corridor, Tang Li ran past a mirror with the slogan "Straighten your clothes" pasted on it and suddenly looked up.

He saw five or six blue-skinned, muscular, and blank-faced zombies chasing after him.

Tang Li was struck by both horror and absurdity.

It wasn't until she had run several steps away that she realized: the zombies all had colorful, messy hair on their heads—weren't these Sun Ping's henchmen?

Tang Li, using the handrail for support, leaped down several steps in one go, her knees throbbing numb from the impact, sweat dripping from her hair onto the ground. The college student, who had only been exercising for a week before the physical test, was exhausted, seeing stars, and her breath reeked of blood.

The stench of zombies wafted from behind her, her adrenaline pumping. Tang Li darted a few meters away before the zombie could reach her with its massive hand.

I almost tripped over from the stench.

Tang Li was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

In this life-or-death situation, can we please stop the mushrooms from causing trouble?

Dean's Office.

Lei Hong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"So close, so very close..."

He saw his own reflection in the French windows.

Too gloomy, it's unladylike. He said to himself, and then flashed a smile that showed all his teeth.

Smile.

Lei Hong spread his arms, tilted his head back, and burst into loud laughter, his voice filled with madness, anger, and hatred, deafeningly loud.

The Night Walk of a Hundred Ghosts was almost within his grasp, but he just missed it!

What is Sun Ping doing? What is Lao Yan doing? What are the players doing? What is Gu Xiaoying doing? And what is Tang Li doing, sir?

A thunderclap exploded in mid-air.