Chapter 220: Campus ghost story! I'm very interested!

Su Yang shook his head secretly and patted Ruan Ziliang's arm, "Alright, I know, rest."

He felt this kid's spirit was already abnormal.

But being bullied like this, it's normal for his brain to be unclear.

"Everything I said is true!" Ruan Ziliang saw Su Yang didn't believe what he said and hurriedly opened his mouth.

"The 'Butcher' you're talking about is already beyond the scope of a human. According to your statement, he became it from a human, which is to say, it's now in a form similar to a zombie?" Su Yang asked.

"Zombie?" Ruan Ziliang was slightly stunned, then nodded: "Hm..."

"Summoning the Butcher through blood sacrifice, the prerequisite is also to suffer grievances. Since the school has such a 'Great Buddha,' students who encounter bullying and injustice should just find it."

"Also, the 'Butcher' will punish bad students. What is the standard for judging 'bad'?" Su Yang asked one after another.

Ruan Ziliang was silent for a moment and sighed, "I know this is very unbelievable, but you will believe what I said after ten o'clock tonight."

Su Yang smiled, "What's after ten o'clock?"

Ruan Ziliang was just about to speak when he saw a tall figure walk into the dormitory.

So he hurriedly climbed up from the bed and said worriedly: "Classmate Gao Chang, are... are you okay?"

Gao Chang shook his head, took off his shirt on his own, revealing a lump of dark chest hair, climbed onto the bed, and lay down.

"How did the teacher handle it, and Wang Qi?" Ruan Ziliang said cautiously.

"This matter is over, he was sent back by the school to reflect for two days, don't worry," Gao Chang said.

"... Thank you."

Ruan Ziliang's heart was filled with mixed feelings, and the big stone hanging in his heart landed slowly.

He had indeed been very nervous during this period, fearing that Gao Chang would be punished by the school for standing up for him.

After all, hitting people is always wrong.

No matter in school or out in society.

But no matter what, the result was gratifying.

"Which teacher made the decision?" Su Yang asked.

"The head teacher and the grade director," Gao Chang said with his eyes closed.

"Is that so?" Su Yang looked at him deeply.

Gao Chang was called to the office by the head teacher in the morning, and the specific handling was unknown.

But one wave hadn't settled when another rose, and a fighting incident happened at noon.

He was actually "unharmed"?

Although Wang Qi had a fault in bullying classmates first, according to the school's urine nature, it was highly likely that both would be punished.

"He is wrong, but you are not allowed to take action."

Yet Gao Chang could return safely; this obviously didn't conform to logic.

"The background is very hard..."

Su Yang returned to his bed and glanced at the two of them.

Both revealed a lot of information.

First is the "Butcher" legend of the campus ghost story.

Su Yang had heard many such legends when he was in school, specifically used to scare little girls.

For example, there are blood handprints in the last compartment of the girls' bathroom, and one can hear girls crying in the middle of the night.

Or for example, the school doesn't allow students to go to the top floor, from which the groundless rumor that someone jumped off the building was derived.

Most of such ghost stories are fabricated by students themselves, and the remaining parts are all copied from movie plots.

How could strange things appear in a Death Game dominated by players?

In addition, so many things happened in just a short morning, yet the school was indifferent.

Originally, he speculated that Gao Chang was a treasure hunter, but now it seems his identity is worth examining.

"Only five players have been found at the current stage, what about the remaining eleven?" Su Yang put his hands behind his head, staring at the bed board of the upper bunk in a daze.

"Dong —"

As the bell rang, he officially entered the lunch break time.

Su Yang looked at the clock on the wall — 12:55.

Not long after, bursts of footsteps sounded from the gaps of snoring.

Su Yang opened his eyes a slit and looked toward the window —

He saw an old man with a hunched figure look into the dormitory, a pair of eagle-like eyes skillfully scanning each bed.

Paused for five seconds, then went to the next dormitory.

Su Yang looked at the clock again — 1:08.

"From the bell ringing to checking the dormitory, there was an eight-minute gap..." Su Yang recorded it in his heart and continued to wait.

Generally speaking, many dormitory managers are not happy to do this kind of work.

When the time comes, students will naturally sleep, no need for supervision and reminders.

There are also students who are energetic, talking and laughing at noon, and sleeping like insects in the afternoon class.

Of course, the latter only accounts for a minority.

Su Yang's point of doubt lies in... the dormitory manager is actually an old man?

Judging from the wrinkles on his face, his age is almost catching up with his grandfather.

"My grandfather is over eighty, why hasn't this dormitory manager retired yet?"

After about half an hour, the dormitory manager started the second round of checking.

This time the route was returning from the end, the footsteps went from far to near, and finally returned to the lounge.

Su Yang got up slowly and walked to the balcony lightly.

The dormitory he was in was on the first floor, and the balcony was equipped with anti-theft nets.

The toilet and shower room both had a small ventilation window.

The space was too small, and it wasn't realistic to drill out from above.

"Clang!"

Su Yang pulled the stainless steel anti-theft net and discovered it was exceptionally stable.

His gaze cast toward the back mountain, and he couldn't help but ponder.

"Infrared cameras are set up at both ends of the first-floor corridor, and there are also two cameras behind the dormitory..."

It's not an easy task to want to sneak out in the middle of the night.

Once caught, one can't avoid disciplinary action.

The student handbook clearly states that going out privately during bedtime will be recorded as a major demerit.

Those with serious circumstances will also be given a "probation" punishment.

For the rules, this is equivalent to "failure."

"Hard to handle..."

Su Yang felt a headache.

On the surface, this Death Game is freer, without explicit restrictions.

But secretly, there are many rules and regulations binding it.

Only during noon and after school in the afternoon can one move freely.

Adding up to a total of 5-6 hours, obviously not

Thinking of this, Su Yang could only look for another way.

If possible, he hoped to find a treasure hunter he could cooperate with.

This way, not only could they share the risks, but it would also greatly increase efficiency.

It's just that...

Su Yang couldn't help but cast his gaze toward Gao Chang, who was fast asleep, and immediately felt a headache.

If his roommate was a Guardian, his actions would be restricted to a great extent.

He returned to his bed to pretend to sleep for a while; twenty minutes later, as the wake-up music sounded, the lunch break ended.

Gao Chang instantly straightened his body, climbed down from the bed, put on his shoes, and walked outside.

The others got up slowly, tidying their quilts with sleepy eyes, like walking corpses.

"What are we doing this afternoon?" Su Yang asked casually.

"Distributing books and holding a big meeting," the roommate beside him replied.

"Where is it being held?" Su Yang's heart stirred.

"The playground, I suppose."

A strange light flickered in Su Yang's eyes, and a plan formed in his mind.

He immediately went to Ruan Ziliang's side and suggested, "Shall we go to the classroom together?"

"Ah? Oh..."

Ruan Ziliang was surprised by the invitation and felt a bit at a loss.

"I'm very interested in the ghost story you mentioned earlier," Su Yang smiled slightly.