Lu Shi would not do this unless absolutely necessary.
Upon calm analysis, Lu Shi felt that the president wasn't particularly strong; he was just troublesome.
Finding him and capturing him would require a lot of effort, while killing him would be the easiest thing to do.
If Ye Bugui were here, he could probably kill the other person easily...
Lu Shi suddenly froze, touching his chin, and his eyes finally lit up.
The president was still looking down at Lu Shi, but what was going on? Lu Shi hadn't gone berserk.
Has he calmed down?
How could that be? Doesn't he like Ye Bugui? Now that Ye Bugui is in danger, how can he be so calm?
Could this person actually be a hypocritical scumbag?
Ye Bugui was completely unaware that he was being watched. He silently took a step forward and then reached his hand into the black box.
He wondered what kind of slip of paper he would draw, given his luck.
Just as Ye Bugui was wondering what kind of strange tale he was about to encounter, he discovered that the ring on his finger suddenly lit up.
Those were props he and Lu Shi used, the wedding rings they had agreed upon.
Besides being aesthetically pleasing, this ring also serves as a means of real-time communication and connecting people.
Ye Bugui believed that Lu Shi would never use the ring casually.
Was he planning to communicate with me?
Ye Bugui pretended to be looking at the note, but in reality he was staring at his ring.
There was no sound from Lu Shi inside. Could it be that he was in danger?
No, if Lu Shi really encountered danger, given his personality, he would rather drag it out alone than tell him and put him in danger.
So, he's sending a signal.
Ye Bugui racked his brains, and he suddenly regretted it. If he had found Lu Shi and asked him to learn Morse code with him, they could have communicated information without speaking by using the light that the rings emitted when they communicated.
Right now, Ye Bugui can only guess whether Lu Shi is telling him that he is actually watching this scene.
After this idea came to mind, Ye Bugui himself felt it was somewhat absurd, but he couldn't explain it better.
At this moment, Han Ran walked up to Ye Bugui and said, "What's wrong with you? You seem distracted. If you keep acting like this, who knows what bizarre things that club president might do?"
Ye Bugui whispered in Han Ran's ear, "Lu Shi might be watching us."
"Looking at us?" Han Ran looked surprised, staring at Ye Bugui's face, wondering if he was still half asleep. "Is he safe now?"
“It should be safe, perhaps it has encountered a bottleneck.” Ye Bugui suddenly said, “Do you think I should use a tool to summon him directly to my side?”
Upon hearing this, Han Ran immediately shook his head. "That's not a good idea. If Brother Lu hasn't finished dealing with his affairs yet, doing this rashly will only disrupt his plans."
“Okay,” Ye Bugui thought about it briefly. After calming down, he realized that doing nothing was better than doing something recklessly without knowing anything. “Then let’s follow him and see what our club president is planning to do.”
Ye Bugui then looked at the slip of paper in his hand. The strange tale he had drawn was one that many people had heard before.
In the ghost story, the protagonist finds a bird egg at school and happily takes it back to the classroom.
With the help of his classmates, he successfully hatched the egg, which gave birth to a strange little monster.
However, what the protagonist didn't expect was that this little monster wasn't some rare animal, but something that would kill him and drink his blood.
"What should I do?" Ye Bugui walked up to the club president: "I don't have any eggs with me."
“This is very simple,” the president squinted and pulled an egg from his pocket as if by magic: “Try to hatch it.”
"How is that possible?" Ye Bugui scoffed, but he did as he was told.
Meanwhile, the others also began to simulate the conditions under which the ghost stories they had drawn would occur.
Judging from their expressions, they were not forced at all, but rather enjoying themselves.
Just then, the classroom alarm clock silently struck midnight, signifying the start of a new day.
Based on Ye Bugui's understanding of the supernatural tales, all the danger begins at midnight.
The egg in his hand was different too.
Just like in the ghost stories, he carried the egg to the corridor, intending to let it bask in the moonlight and absorb nutrients.
Logically speaking, with such a huge storm tonight, how could there be a moon?
But when Ye Bugui came outside the corridor, the moon really did appear.
Then, even the egg in his hand developed a crack.
Lu Shi was quite blind to the truth. He had to admit that, given the intensity of the supernatural tales, it was highly unlikely that they could pose any danger to Ye Bugui.
It's probably because Ye Bugui had almost no chance to make a move in this instance that the club president mistakenly thought Ye Bugui was a defenseless person he was protecting.
At this moment, the president of the club next to Lu Shi said smugly, "He's about to die. He's really lucky. He drew the most powerful ghost story. Aren't you going to make a move? If you don't kill me, your precious darling will die."
Lu Shi rolled his eyes expressionlessly, wondering what Ye Bugui would think if he knew that he was looked down upon by the dungeon boss.
...
Ye Bugui waited for the egg to crack, and the moment it shattered, he immediately prepared to fight.
It was indeed a huge monster, its body almost filling the entire corridor.
If Ye Bugui were just an ordinary person, he would probably have been torn apart by the monster like the people in the murder case, leaving only a part of his body as a sacrifice.
But Ye Bugui was different. He didn't even use his abilities; he simply relied on his hand-to-hand combat skills to fight it.
At this moment, the president of the club in the black fog looked extremely ugly. He finally realized that he had made a mistake in his judgment. Ye Bugui was not just a pretty face at all!
Just as Ye Bugui defeated the monster, Lu Shi suddenly used the agreed-upon wedding ring.
He believed in his teammates; with Wei Jin and Han Ran there, they were sure they could handle the situation.
Ye Bugui arrived at Lu Shi's side in an instant.
This time, it was the company president who was panicked.
He never expected that Lu Shi would have such a magical tool in his hands.
Upon seeing Lu Shi, Ye Bugui could barely contain his emotions and walked over to him, then embraced him tightly.
“I was really worried when I woke up and found you were gone. When the ring lit up, I knew you were watching me.”
The club president, standing to the side, was a little annoyed. Didn't he have any pride?
However, as a boss in an event dungeon, his specialty is not combat.
These guys saw through his trick so quickly, it's really troublesome!
Since that's the case, let's make it a bit more difficult for you!
"What should we do now? You need me, right?"
For some reason, Lu Shi felt that when Ye Bugui said those words, there was a big tail swaying behind him.
"Yes." Lu Shi readily admitted this: "His true form can't be found, so I need to kill everyone else. But I can't go on a killing spree, otherwise..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the number of patients in the restaurant doubled again.
This time, the patients even became aggressive.
Ye Bugui chuckled and said, "Finding people? I'm an expert at that, leave it to me!"
Chapter 92
☪ Ghost Story Academy 20 (Complete)
The boss not only got shown up, but also got a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection
The president only felt that Ye Bugui was arrogant, and that there was no difference between his and his true self.
The only way to identify them is to kill them, that is, to kill a living person.
The president has no reason to sympathize with those scapegoats; this is even part of his plan.
Thinking of this, the president suddenly burst into laughter.
Perhaps neither of them realized that he had left strange symbols in every corner of this mental hospital.
...
Inside the classroom, a girl was lying on the floor, her chest ripped open by a monster, from which blood was gushing out.
In the hallway, the two boys who had just gone out to play games showed no signs of life.
A man jumped down the corridor, and his body was devoured piece by piece by the monsters waiting below.
Another person was pushed off the walkway, and his head was torn off by the monster.
The president remained seated in the classroom throughout, observing this human tragedy from a high vantage point like an outsider.
Han Ran suddenly understood why the police believed the president's lies after investigating the matter.
If they were to review the surveillance footage, they would likely see this group of people using all sorts of bizarre methods to "make purple clay teapots".
After all, ghosts can't be seen in surveillance footage, and there's no compelling explanation for such a bizarre occurrence other than ghost stories or supernatural manifestations.
As the instigator, the police had no evidence to bring the president to justice, so they had to send him to a mental hospital.
Han Ran was standing downstairs at that moment. She had easily dealt with the ghosts in her own ghost story and was about to return to the classroom.
But after she went upstairs, Han Ran suddenly noticed the ground beneath her feet.
On the floor, there were some symbols that she couldn't understand.
As a player, Han Ran was very sensitive to these symbols that he had never seen before.
This is definitely not a coincidence.
Not long after, she found Zeng Fugui at the entrance of the toilet on the second floor.
The fat man was panting heavily, but he still managed to escape danger.
"Luckily, I have enough props," Zeng Fugui said, squinting. "Otherwise, I'd be done for. By the way, why are you in such a hurry? Did you discover something?"
"Look behind you," Han Ran said coldly.