But no one expected that Demon Lord's Fortress, which was initially underestimated, would perform so well.
Some players, furious that they had bought from other guilds, could only resort to cursing at this point:
"Heh, so what if we're making fast progress now? This is a marathon!"
"Is the Otherworld really that easy? I bet all of them will die in there!"
"Damn it, I get so annoyed by these two pretty boys talking big. They should just die!"
The sound of the curse cannot reach the instance.
Zeng Fugui privately messaged each student in the class group one by one until he finally found a friend who was interested.
"Ghost stories? I know plenty of those!"
"Do you have any that are exclusive to our school? It would be even better if they were for our dorm."
Zeng Fugui replied quickly.
"Huh? Bro, your hobby is really unusual. Aren't you scared? But there really is one!"
On the other side, Lu Shi fiddled with his phone, sending the situation here to Han Ran via his phone.
Han Ran chuckled secretly, "It's good you didn't hide it from me. Shall we meet up in the Otherworld?"
“I think tonight is just a scouting trip,” Lu Shi said cautiously. “Let’s act together again tomorrow!”
Han Ran thought about it and felt that Lu Shi's words made a lot of sense, so he agreed.
At the same time, Zeng Fugui had already recounted the strange tale he had just learned.
Chapter 80
☪ Ghost Stories Academy 8
"At 3:14 a.m., I recorded a video in front of a mirror."
“Wait a minute…” Wei Jin frowned. “It’s so late, what should we do…”
“At 3:14 a.m., I recorded a video in front of a mirror.”
"Wait a minute..." Wei Jin frowned. "It's so late, does that mean we'll have to stay up all night?"
For Ye Bugui, staying up late was just like eating a meal; he was used to it.
Lu Shi has no concept of staying up late. For someone like him who cultivates immortality, he can go a month without sleeping without any problems.
As for Zeng Fugui, he's usually still playing mahjong at three o'clock!
The three of them looked at Wei Jin with suspicion: "Three in the morning, isn't that a bit late?"
Wei Jin was speechless. How could someone with a healthy lifestyle feel ashamed? These three people clearly had the lifestyle of the underworld!
He took a deep breath and continued, "The main thing is that we have class tomorrow morning!"
Yes, that reason is much more legitimate.
"It's alright," Ye Bugui said nonchalantly, "I'm sleeping in class anyway."
At this moment, Lu Shi asked in surprise, "But I remember you always had your eyes open during class."
"Don't you know, Demon Lord?" Ye Bugui said proudly, "I have a unique skill: I can sleep with my eyes open. I learned it a long time ago!"
At this moment, Zeng Fugui coughed loudly and continued his ghost story: "When you are recording, you must say a person's name in front of the mirror. It can be yourself or someone else. After you say it enough times, that person will appear in the mirror."
If all three of them were proper students, they would definitely find this ghost story terrifying.
But now, after hearing the ghost story, they only had one feeling: "Would anyone actually try it? This ghost story sounds very unreliable."
Lu Shi clicked his tongue: "The content of these ghost stories is already so bizarre, and anyone who is still willing to try them is essentially courting death."
Ye Bugui then spoke up, "That means you don't understand students well enough. The more afraid or curious some people are, the more they'll want to try it. If I had heard this strange tale when I was in school, I would definitely have given it a shot."
The four of them quickly came to a conclusion: they would take a nap first, and then set an alarm for 3 a.m.
...
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Shi suddenly opened his eyes.
He had insomnia.
Or rather, he wasn't sleepy at all.
It would be nice if someone could chat with him right now.
Of course, Lu Shi was only thinking about it. He knew that everyone else was definitely asleep and he couldn't disturb them now.
As Lu Shi turned over for the third time, Ye Bugui, who was sleeping on the bunk above him, suddenly tapped the bed board lightly with his hand.
Upon hearing the sound, Lu Shi suddenly stiffened. He thought his movements had woken Ye Bugui.
After Ye Bugui quietly got out of bed, he saw Ye Bugui make a gesture to him.
It means to follow him.
Lu Shi had no suspicions. After putting on his coat, he followed Ye Bugui outside.
After they entered the corridor, Ye Bugui pinched his nose, kicked away the basketball shoes that were placed by the door of the opposite dormitory, and then spoke:
"You're not asleep? Is our Demon Lord nervous?"
"How could that be?" Lu Shi smiled. He used to hate it when people called him Demon Lord. But now that Ye Bugui called him Demon Lord, he found it quite amusing. "I'm just not sleepy."
“Me too.” Ye Bugui leaned against the wall. “I get so excited just thinking about how we’re going to the Inner World soon. If we win first place in this race, everyone outside will be so surprised, right?”
"Do they really not think highly of us?" Lu Shi asked in surprise.
He thought his previous performance was already outstanding, but he didn't expect that it still wasn't enough in everyone's eyes.
At this moment, Ye Bugui joked, "That's definitely not enough, we're still just newcomers!"
Lu Shi asked in a low voice, "Does the inner world really exist?"
"It definitely doesn't exist."
Ye Bugui said decisively, only explaining after he saw Lu Shi's probing gaze:
"If there really is an alternate world, the only possibility is the Infinite Wish Game that we are in."
“That’s true.” Lu Shi was convinced: “Your world really does seem wonderful.”
"Beautiful?" Ye Bugui was startled by his description. "You just haven't seen the terrible things in our world; it's not beautiful at all."
Lu Shi simply smiled, offering no answer to Ye Bugui's question. He understood that Ye Bugui had never been to his world, never witnessed the true hell on earth.
Sometimes he felt that many of the worlds in the dungeons he had visited were much more normal and beautiful than the cultivation world.
They didn't talk for long before the jarring sound of an alarm clock rang out from inside the house.
I don't know if it's psychological, but the gloom in the corridor seemed a bit heavier.
Zeng Fugui was completely unaware that neither of the two big shots had slept. After shivering, he asked:
"Brother Lu, I heard someone say that the yin energy is strongest at three in the morning. Is there any truth to that?"
“Yes,” Lu Shi affirmed. “If you want to encounter ghosts, go out and wander around alone at three in the morning. You’re sure to find something.”
"Then forget it." Zeng Fugui shook his head: "I haven't lived enough yet!"
Wei Jin didn't join their discussion. After they finished talking, she asked, "Who should go first?"
After exchanging glances, Ye Bugui volunteered to walk in front of the mirror.
He first said to Lu Shi, who wanted to get ahead, "If something happens to me later, I'll feel more at ease with you by my side."
Lu Shi had no way to refute this reason, and he simply hummed in agreement.
Zeng Fugui, who was standing to the side, was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.
Now, he only had one thought in his mind: why was it Lu Shi who was protecting Ye Bugui?
Could it be that Lu Shi is the one mentioned above?
That doesn't make sense. Ye Bugui seems so assertive.
If Ye Bugui knew what Zeng Fugui was thinking right now, he probably would have punched him without hesitation.
Time ticked by, and at 3:14, everyone's smiles vanished.
The dormitory was so quiet that even the chirping of insects outside the window could be heard clearly. The pale moonlight shone through the window and fell on the floor, becoming the only source of light in the room.
As luck would have it, their dormitory had a floor-to-ceiling window, as if it were tailor-made for this ghost story.
Ye Bugui picked up his phone, turned on the camera, and then looked in the mirror.
He looked at himself in the mirror; in the dim light, the person in the mirror looked somewhat eerie.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, startling Zeng Fugui into screaming.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" Zeng Fugui immediately apologized, "I, I didn't expect it to be so scary. I thought these kinds of ghost stories would be funny."
Ye Bugui didn't speak. He stared at himself in the mirror, as if he was expecting the other person to reveal their secret.
Then, following the instructions in the ghost story, he uttered a name that Lu Shi had never heard of before:
"Ye Tianming".
He kept repeating the name, his deep voice echoing in the quiet night, each word striking a nerve.
Finally, the person in the mirror moved.
Yes, Ye Bugui suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth when he saw himself in the mirror.
The action was fleeting, and someone with a weak will would surely think it was just their imagination.
But Ye Bugui knew very well that it was true.
Without hesitation, he continued to chant Ye Tianming's name.
Then the mirror suddenly began to shake violently, as if an 8-magnitude earthquake had struck.
Zeng Fugui stared at the changes in the mirror, and he was very surprised. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly felt a chill down his back.
At this moment, Zeng Fugui turned around and saw Lu Shi's indifferent eyes.