The new transfer student is strong enough to burst

An Xue and Ran Yuchi walked in a very, very long white corridor.

As the sun set, two shadows were cast, which gradually elongated and then shortened amidst the sound of footsteps.

An Xue was held by Ran Yuchi all the time, he closed his eyes tightly, and handed himself over to Ran Yuchi with peace of mind—the communication device couldn't be used, and he was sensing the location of the other people who came in together.

A map appeared in my mind, probably because of the space I was in. The map was crooked and uneven, and I couldn't know the exact location. Fortunately, the most basic sense was not disturbed.

None of Xilou, Cheng Leshan, Lin Hui, Cheng Yi and the driver's life was in danger.

It's just that Xilou and the driver were unlucky, they were alone in a space, while Cheng Leshan, Lin Hui and Cheng Yi were all together.

Seeing that An Xue finally opened his eyes, Ran Yuchi asked, "Are you all right?"

"Yeah." An Xue replied, "It's fine for now."

Ran Yuchi chuckled, bent his index finger, and scratched An Xue's palm.

The palm of the child is very tender, soft and feels good.

An Xue felt itchy, thinking that he might have something to say, so she looked up at Ran Yuchi: "What's wrong?"

"The ghost world is very similar to the human world." Ran Yuchi said as if chatting, "There are tall buildings, streets, and crowds, but the social order is not as perfect as in the human world. After all, every ghost has abilities, and they are born unequal. Strength is the only thing that matters, and the law does not apply."

An Xue: "...Oh."

Ran Yuchi continued: "I have read what you said, that the ghost world and the human world live together in the same world, but they are not. The ghost world and the human world are similar to parallel space worlds, except that the middle There seems to be a passage connecting them."

An Xue asked, "Do you want to chat?"

"Yes." Ran Yuchi said, "I want to talk to you more."

As the deep voice fell, An Xue felt a numb feeling in her heart.

But he still kept an indifferent face and said, "Continue."

Ran Yuchi: "Perhaps ghosts are bad in the eyes of humans, but they are not. More, ordinary ghosts are also working hard to survive."

An Xue asked him, "For example, you?"

Ran Yuchi: "I...how should I say it?"

An Xue recalled what she saw earlier, Ran Yuchi's memory.

At the beginning, the environment in the picture was more like the human world. Later, due to some unknown reason, Ran Yu came to the ghost world later - through the passage he just mentioned.

"You were not in the ghost world." An Xue said.

"Yes." Ran Yuchi didn't hide anything, "I was originally a human...no, a monster."

After all, there will be no human beings who grow fangs and can only live on blood.

Ah, but also to be pushed to the auction house.

"Monster." An Xue was silent for a moment, then said, "Me too."

Ran Yuchi tilted his head and smiled: "You never talked about yourself."

"..." An Xue raised her hand, pinched the palm of her right hand tightly, and then released it. Feeling the slight friction between metal and metal when her knuckles turned, she said, "Even I don't know too well."

He didn't know how his half-metal body survived.

The hands that were held together tightened again, Ran Yuchi let out a laugh, and there was a careless exclamation in his voice: "We are really alike."

After the words fell, Ran Yuchi's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The ground suddenly trembled violently, and the marble floor tiles at the bottom of the feet were instantly covered with spider web-like cracks, which expanded and expanded until the front, rear, left, and right scenes collapsed and shattered, leaving only the size of two people standing.

Space is changing!

They are about to be teleported to another dimension!

In order to avoid separation, An Xue used her blood to condense an iron chain, and tightly entwined herself and Ran Yuchi. After a whirlwind, the two of them rolled forward, bumping into an extremely hard wooden frame, and the books rattled. La scattered all over the place.

"Here comes again."

Beside him, a feeble voice came into his ears.

A dozen or so people had already come into the space, each of them curled up in a corner, with their hands hugging their knees, their faces haggard and trembling.

An Xue didn't have time to talk to them for now.

He seemed to have noticed something was wrong, got out of the pile of books, and observed among the stacked bookshelves.

A man offered a seat to Ran Yuchi: "Girl, please sit down. When the time comes, you can hold the child on your lap and rest for a while. I don't know what will happen later."

The sound of An Xue's footsteps echoed from near to far, and from far to near.

Amidst the sound of footsteps, the man choked up and sobbed.

There was a girl who couldn't stand the man who kept crying beside her, so she said impatiently: "The children and women don't cry as badly as you. You are a big man, can you please stop crying?"

"I can't help it, I can't do it." The man hugged the back of his head and kept shaking his head. His voice was short, as if he had been frightened, and he choked, "Out of 100 people, only I survived."

Ran Yuchi frowned slightly, and asked, "What did you encounter in the last dimension?"

Recalling what he had experienced not long ago, the man was still trembling and his voice trembled: "Hide and seek. There is a monster that can eat people. If he can't find it, he will be eaten if he finds it. Only the last person can survive."

Ran Yuchi: "How did you survive?"

The man's eyes were dull, and his tone was terrified: "Some were eaten, and some... were killed by me."

People around turned to him in astonishment.

The man looked down at his hands, which were obviously clean, but he saw countless blood flowing through his fingers, leaving a disgusting and sticky touch.

He asked the people around him at a loss: "You say, what will happen to the people I killed?"

"Will they die outside too?"

"Am I a murderer?"

"Will I be caught? Will I be stalked by them?"

No one answered him.

No one knows where this place is, and no one knows what happened to the outside world.

But the man pressed him over and over again, asking one question after another, and even shook the shoulders of others: "Ah, answer me, what's the matter?"

His bewilderment and panic will only ignite the already uneasy atmosphere.

The person who was grabbed by his shoulder choked up and said, "You...you won't kill me too..."

The man kept widening his pupils to the maximum, his eyes seemed to be in disbelief, but at the same time seemed to be extremely disappointed, he let go of his hand weakly, and fell to sit in the corner of the wall.

The atmosphere froze again, and panic spread rapidly in everyone's heart.

Soon, An Xue finished observing all the bookshelves, and returned to the original place with a serious expression.

The scope of the space is not large, and he heard all the conversations of the few people just now clearly.

Three days is too long.

Those who are sucked into the space are ordinary people, and they are extremely prone to mental breakdown in the desperate situation of the space. Even if they receive treatment from a spiritual master after going out, they cannot guarantee a complete recovery.

He must decipher the space as quickly as possible, at least get in touch with the outside world first.

An Xue asked Ran Yuchi, "Is there anything you can do?"

"Yes." Ran Yuchi replied, "I'm tracking the Moth Emperor, but it will take some time."

"Yes." An Xue nodded.

Based on Hua Peacock's information, the Moth Emperor must be in space, and they must find him before he is discovered.

"Your expression isn't too good either." Ran Yuchi pulled An Xue closer, and poked his cheek with his fingertips, "What did you find?"

Just as An Xue was about to speak, a broadcast notification sounded from above.

[Ding, welcome to the Desperate Library. 】

【You have an hour to leave here, please find the door, otherwise, the bombs planted in the entire library will blow you to pieces~】

[You have 30 minutes. 】

With a loud noise, the bookshelves began to move by themselves, far or near, curved or straight. When the noise disappeared completely, countless bookshelves formed a labyrinth with tight twists and turns!

The crowd was in an uproar.

30 minutes to get out of the maze? !

No one can do it at all!

This fucking is to kill people!

The broadcast did not care about the expressions of the people, and the mechanical female voice broadcast the announcement without emotion.

[Now, the countdown begins. 】

A clock appeared in the void, and the numbers were rapidly receding.

Their lives are also counting down.

Nobody fucking wants to die.

The crowd couldn't sit still any longer, they got up one by one, and went into the road in front of them recklessly.

Only An Xue and Ran Yuchi remained in place.

An Xue was not in a hurry to find the exit: "Can the Moth Emperor's space be created out of thin air?"

Ran Yuchi didn't answer - due to the restriction, he couldn't speak.

But An Xue understood the answer from his eyes.

No.

A space imitating reality cannot be fabricated out of thin air, it must be an image or thing that exists in the mind of the space maker.

Take the last casino for example.

The Moth Emperor must have been there, or seen the whole picture of the casino.

In e.g. the bookshelf here, and the book.

It must be something that the Moth Emperor saw with his own eyes in the human world, or came into contact with it in various forms.

An Xue's expression was unprecedentedly solemn: "When I first arrived at the General Administration, I couldn't use my abilities well."

"So, Qianlin took me to understand the materials, structural composition, and molecular composition used in each place of the General Administration."

"The building, the brig, the laboratory, the armory, and... the library."

"I memorized the composition of every shelf in the library."

And due to the confidential nature of the special management bureau, the materials used in the bookshelves of the general bureau are completely different from those of ordinary bookshelves, and it is easy for An Xue, who is already familiar with them, to identify them.

Therefore, upon arriving in this space, An Xue immediately sensed that something was wrong.

He observed each bookshelf one by one, marked it, and conducted structural analysis.

An Xue's right eye was covered with a layer of red mist, the pupil shrank, and a white glow projected from the pupil, forming a projected picture on the wall.

The initial placement position of the bookshelf.

At least half of the bookshelves were marked red.

"The materials and structure of these bookshelves are exactly the same as those of the General Administration," An Xue said.

The Moth Emperor cannot create things out of thin air, let alone copy them out of thin air.

Therefore, the Moth Emperor must have been to the General Administration—he has been to the library of the General Administration.

But it is impossible for the General Administration to allow ghosts to enter.

So, there is only one answer.

An Xue lowered her eyes and spoke solemnly.

"Someone led the Moth Emperor into the General Administration, and erased the traces of his previous entry."