The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"What?" Xu Huang didn't understand what Qin Jue was saying at first, until the sound of high heels tapping was heard in the corridor again.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and the echo was floating throughout the entire teaching building, gradually approaching.

Several people sat down quickly, alert to the surrounding environment and the increasingly obvious footsteps. No one knew what would happen in the next second.

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

The sound of footsteps coincided with the second hand on the dial in front of the classroom, and seemed to hit everyone's heart one by one, one sound covering the other.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the front door, their breathing became lower and lower, and some even subconsciously held their breath, waiting for the unknown thing to arrive.

A pair of long legs in black high heels first stepped onto the classroom floor. She was wearing a professional black suit and a hip skirt, the attire a teacher wears when attending important occasions. She was tall and well-proportioned.

But the head on the neck was a tattered cat doll head with obvious rough stitches.

"Hello, students. After a morning of study, I believe you have already understood everything in the textbook. The in-class test will begin now." The cat-headed teacher opened and closed his bearded mouth, uttering these words in a gentle female voice.

Before the players could react, the piles of books on their desks suddenly disappeared, leaving only a page of white paper and a black ballpoint pen.

Teacher Maotou stood on one side of the podium with his hands folded in front of him, a formal etiquette that was extremely proper.

Qin Jue lowered his head and looked at the blank page, but did not react immediately. The others also raised their heads in surprise and looked at Teacher Maotou.

Since it is an in-class test, there should be a question no matter what. Obviously, the white paper that is too white and has no trace of writing on it does not meet the requirements for answering the questions.

"Please look up at the multimedia and answer the following questions truthfully. Each question is limited to one minute."

Teacher Maotou's voice was still soft, but too soft. Against the eerie environment and unusual attire, it seemed creepy.

Following the instructions, everyone looked at the whiteboard. The projector on the ceiling turned on automatically, and a string of blood-red words jumped onto the whiteboard.

'Question 1: Who is the student who died downstairs?'

The beating characters were like the rhythm of blood. The blood-red color reminded Qiao Yueyang of the bloody scene again. He clenched the ballpoint pen in both hands, pressing his fingertips until it turned white. He moved the pen tip slowly, but he was hesitant to write the name on the snow-white paper.

Lin Wan was also hesitant. She looked at the guilty and sweaty faces of the other people and was unwilling to even pick up the ballpoint pen beside her.

"How do I know who it is?" Xu Huang bit the tip of his pen and muttered softly, looking sideways at his good brother. The effect of the team card was temporarily disabled in special scenarios. Seeing the other party write down a few big words quickly and casually, he tried to look around to find the result.

"Students, please note that during the test, please do not look around and strictly observe the exam rules!" The cat-headed teacher appeared beside Xu Huang, staring at him from top to bottom with his vertical pupils, and the fangs in his mouth revealed two sharp corners because of his smile.

Xu Huang was startled, and he shrank his neck and sat down obediently.

"In addition, there is a time limit for answering questions, so please pay attention to the time."

After being reminded by Teacher Maotou, the sound of the clocks in the classroom became noticeably amplified. This vivid reminder and urging made normal people extremely uncomfortable.

Fang Siran, who was busy covering her nose with her palm, naturally had no idea who was dead. She had been pessimistic from the beginning and was a bit desperate. She lay on the table motionless, as if she was ready to wait for death.

"Tick tock..."

The seconds passed halfway along the scale of the disc. Xiaoyu held the tip of the pen, hesitant and sad, not knowing how to write the radicals that she was familiar with.

After witnessing the jump from the building, she had the answer.

She wanted to go to the window and take a look like everyone else. Even if he was bloody and distorted, how could she be afraid because he was the person she thought about day and night?

But suddenly a voice came from her ear, telling her "don't go".

Song Wanyu didn't know why she should trust that voice, but she obeyed and sat down again.

Seeing that the minute was about to end, Song Wanyu took a deep breath, picked up the pen and wrote down the answer.

Qiao Yueyang, who was sitting a few rows away, was so nervous that he was sweating profusely. He looked up at the dial above the whiteboard from time to time. He held a pen in his hand, but he couldn't make up his mind to write.

When the second hand passed the mark representing eleven o'clock and he was about to make up his mind to pick up the pen to write, the ink at the tip of the pen suddenly ran out and no ink mark could be seen on the paper.

He sketched anxiously, but missed the deadline.

"time up!"

The pen in his hand disappeared out of thin air, and the white papers on the desk were taken away one by one by Teacher Maotou.

Compared to those who knew the result but hesitated and were unwilling to write it down, those like Xu Huang who filled in the answers without knowing them were already prepared to face punishment.

Xu Huang handed in a blank paper. After the test paper was taken away, he asked Qin Jue what the answer was.

The other party only replied with three words: I don’t know.

Xu Huang was speechless and gave a thumbs up to his courageous roommate.

Ten papers were collected. Teacher Maotou straightened out the overlapping stack of white papers and stuffed them all into his mouth in front of everyone.

The beast's ferocious mouth rolled up the paper, and it chewed and chewed until the test paper was swallowed into its stomach.

She stuck out her tongue and licked her teeth, announcing the test results of the first question.

"For the first question, only two of the ten students present answered correctly."

Hearing this, Lin Wan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Before she could calm down, she heard Maotou continue, "But I'm sorry, our class's goal is to get full marks per person, and here are eight students who failed."

As Mr. Maotou spoke, his throat was filled with noise and scolding similar to that coming from a radio.

"Why are you not qualified? You can't even answer such a simple question? You are the worst class of students I have ever taught! The worst! No doubt about it!"

"In order to maintain the quality of our school and the class results, students who failed the exam are requested to accept temporary make-up classes. I will send the school's best teachers and teaching assistants to help you. The time limit is one hour!"

Except for Xiaoyu and Lin Wan, the remaining eight players present saw the cat head's figure gradually become transparent after hearing the cat head's laughter, and the space changed. They were dragged into another space by an invisible force.

In the classroom with red light, only Song Wanyu and Lin Wan were left. After the others were taken away, the two of them were in a state of motionless. Of course, this kind of stillness was only in action, and their consciousness was still there.

In a corner of the last row of the classroom, You Mu was still sitting in the same seat as at the beginning, as if he had never left. He opened the window, and the warm midday sun shone in from outside. The surrounding environment and walls seemed to be on a different level from the two people in front of him; it was warm and cozy.

You Mu reached out and touched the sunlight simulated by the system, feeling the heat that was no different from reality. He looked at the blood and flesh that were brought out by the light through his skin and sighed:

“The sun is warm.”

He turned his head, fixed his gaze on the young man beside him, and asked, "Isn't it?"

"...But sir, I..." His soul gradually solidified, and Song Chenfeng followed You Mu's appearance and slowly raised his hand, shrinking from the outside world like a snail extending its tentacles, and slowly and hesitantly reached out to touch the golden light coming from the edge of the window frame.

"A dead person can still feel... warmth?"

There was no feeling of being burned and stinging by the sun as imagined. It was as if the soul was bathing in a hot spring, and the warmth dispelled the cold ghostly aura. For a moment, this feeling made Song Chenfeng remember the few warm times he had with his family in his lifetime.

"Of course, the sun is very inclusive and will not hurt anyone who tries to embrace it."

"Human, I am still... a human?"

"If you're sure."

What is the difference between humans and ghosts?