Chapter 5: The Death Rules Only I Can Solve!

"Everyone, don't forget the introduction, okay?"

【Cannot find the ghost's head hitting the ground】!

At this reminder, everyone's faces changed drastically, recalling a certain sentence from the dungeon introduction.

Could the ghost really be among them?

"Although the dungeon task is indeed to find the death rule, it never said how to escape after finding the rule." Wu Wang's voice was not loud, but as if possessed by some magic, it made everyone else unable to help but hold their breath and listen carefully.

The youth standing on the podium's corners of his mouth rose slightly, looking like a carefree, sunny college student, and continued, "The dungeon's name is actually 【Hide and Seek】!"

"What we ultimately have to do is—catch the ghost!"

With that, the entire classroom fell silent.

So deathly quiet that even a needle dropping on the floor could be heard clearly.

Gulping—

Someone unconsciously swallowed their saliva.

Crazy! That guy is absolutely crazy!

The ghost can silently kill so many people in the classroom; they should be hiding, not damn catching it!

Most people mocked the youth's madness in their hearts, while a small minority frowned in deep thought.

"This youth seems to be able to ignore the death rule; what if he really can catch the ghost?"

However, while they were hesitating.

What they did not know was—

Wu Wang could not ignore the death rule at all!

The mad behavior in the dark was merely him trying to confirm one thing.

Whether his bizarre 【Undying】 trait was effective in the dungeon.

The bad news was that it was effective.

He failed to die as wished.

The death rule was just something he happened to discover during the process.

That rhythmic tap dancing was actually the result of Wu Wang being repeatedly killed by the vengeful ghost and then resurrected, causing the footsteps to be somewhat intermittent.

To his surprise, when he was singing while dying and walking up to the podium to stand before the microphone.

The death rule stopped!

Afterwards, no matter how he danced, played hand shadows, or sang on the podium, he did not die again.

That is to say, as long as one stands before the microphone, even in the darkness, one can speak freely.

So Wu Wang concluded that this microphone must have another function, allowing it to protect anyone standing on it to perform a certain action while alive.

Such as—catching the ghost!

"You... what nonsense are you spouting! Don't think you can treat everyone else like fools just because you know a little more! Do you even deserve to lead everyone by the nose?"

The woman in the long dress, who had been pointed out, was somewhat furious and broke everyone's train of thought by speaking.

At this tense moment, if she were truly identified as the vengeful ghost.

Then she would only face one choice.

Everyone would isolate and monitor her; any abnormal behavior would arouse their suspicion or even provoke them to act.

But more likely, they would force her to do something that triggers the death rule to prove herself.

Whichever method was chosen.

The ending would probably be much the same.

A dead end, that's all.

She could not let Wu Wang continue his nonsense!

"Is that so? Then why are you still alive? Could it be that the vengeful ghost is also a feminist, only punching men?" Wu Wang squinted and smiled.

"!? "

The woman only then realized she had spoken!

If the death rule Wu Wang mentioned just now held true, then speaking in the darkness was no different from suicide!

Fear began to envelop the woman; the surrounding darkness seemed like a tide about to drown her, and even a strange suffocating sensation surged in her heart.

That was the taste of death.

Regarding this, all she could do was helplessly stare at the ink-black environment, fearing something would jump out and eat her.

But the imagined vengeful ghost ambush did not happen.

Instead, an even more bizarre situation appeared!

"Ah! My feet!"

While the woman was on guard, she suddenly lost her balance and fell to the ground.

When she looked down, she discovered that the parts below her knees were actually gone!

Moreover, the disappearing cut surface was moving upward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a moment, both legs completely vanished.

Although this process caused not the slightest pain, the feeling of helplessly watching oneself inexplicably march toward death was simply more terrifying than being sliced to pieces!

From legs to waist, from chest to head.

The woman in the long dress was like she had been erased by an eraser.

Until the very instant her head disappeared, her non-stop curses still echoed in the classroom—

"Bastard! I will never let you go even in death! You &#%*, I, the old lady, will..."

The foul words went in Wu Wang's left ear and out his right.

Snap—

He plopped down on the floor, squinting to observe the spot where the woman in the long skirt had vanished.

"Something's wrong... she wasn't killed by a vengeful ghost."

Wu Wang's brain rapidly processed the situation before him.

As a special existence who tested ghosts with his own body.

He knew very well what it looked like to be killed by a vengeful ghost.

This sudden disappearance right on the spot was clearly suspicious.

"The key is, why did I disappear too?"

The murderers in the classroom were still too shocked by what had just happened to make a single sound.

No one noticed Wu Wang's glance flicker toward his own pant leg.

It was completely empty inside.

His legs had disappeared too!

This was also why he had naturally sat down on the floor, to avoid others noticing his abnormality.

One could only say it was a good thing he wasn't a cross-dresser who liked wearing skirts that exposed his thighs.

Otherwise, the problem would have been exposed immediately.

Moreover, this disappearance continued spreading upward; in just a few seconds, Wu Wang could no longer feel any part of his body below his navel, including Little Wu Wang.

Thump—

In a flash, with no time to mourn his second brother, Wu Wang suddenly lunged forward and fell to the ground.

He rolled off the podium under everyone's gaze, crashing heavily into the pitch-black darkness where one couldn't even see five fingers.

From then on, there was no further movement.

Now, truly, no one dared to make a move.

"That madman... is he dead?"

Such thoughts echoed in everyone's minds.

Those near the podium were also reluctant to check Wu Wang's fate in the darkness.

After all, let others die, not me.

The deathly silence lasted a full three minutes.

Finally, that heart-shaking sound appeared.

"Boom!"

The spotlights blazed on, and the classroom returned to light once more.

Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

After all, this darkness was much better than before; only two people had died.

If this progress continued, they should be able to find all the death rules very soon, right?

As for the "ghost catching" Wu Wang had just mentioned, no one wanted to do it, and no one dared to do such a thing.

"Who will... go check on him?"

Once daylight allowed speech again, someone finally raised the suggestion to check Wu Wang's corpse.

However, before anyone could respond to the suggestion.

The corpse spoke.

"Even visiting a zoo requires an admission ticket; charging you ten yuan per person to view my corpse isn't excessive, is it? First come, first served; men are not allowed to touch private parts, ladies please feel free."

Having said that, the corpse, which in everyone's eyes should have been dead, stretched lazily and slowly stood up.

"Damn! Is this guy pretending to be dead on the ground to scare us?"

Others couldn't help but have their eyelids twitch wildly, squeezing their clenched fists even tighter.

But given this guy's various behaviors before.

Now that he was just lying on the ground pretending to be dead to scare people, they were even starting to get somewhat used to it.

Habit is truly a terrifying thing.

Twisting his neck, Wu Wang, as if no one else existed, reached out and brushed the dust off his clothes.

【Undying】!

Taking advantage of the darkness's cover, he had been silently erased while lying on the ground once.

No one discovered his resurrection from death.

Nor did anyone know what important information Wu Wang had comprehended from this death.

He merely saw the corners of his mouth lift slightly, as if the previous embarrassment had never happened, and he walked back onto the podium, saying, "Everyone, you are truly lucky to have met me."

"?"

Hearing these words, a huge question mark simultaneously floated into the brains of the murderers below.

Meeting you is the greatest misfortune!

To this, Wu Wang smiled without speaking.

They were indeed lucky.

Because he had already discovered what the most difficult part of catching ghosts was.

The difficulty lay not in finding out who the ghost was or what thing it was.

It lay in the moment of accusation with the microphone.

Both the 【Ghost】 and the 【Accuser】 would be erased!

This was one of the death rules—

【Ghost Hunters Die on the Podium】

In other words, to truly catch a ghost, someone must be willing to sacrifice themselves to bear witness.

The irony is that this classroom holds only murderers who treat human life like straw.

None of them would be willing to sacrifice themselves.

Except for Wu Wang, the monster who possesses more than one life.

"By the way, won't you consider giving me money? The saddest thing is dying with money left unspent! Let me spend some for you."

In his eyes, all the murderers in this classroom were already corpses.

No one paid attention to Wu Wang's mad ramblings.

Nor did anyone notice the mockery in his eyes.

They too were unfortunate.

If his deduction in the coming moments is correct.

Whether they catch the ghost or not, this instance never intended for anyone to leave alive from the start...