Global Collapse

Chapter 359 There's Poison in the Shit
"We're back," 007's voice came from the hallway.

They could be heard making noise before they even reached the door.

Gu Mian and the others had no choice but to stop their previous conversation.

Although Li Yibai seemed eager to ask Yuan Qinghua what the problem was with the voting paper, he kept quiet, considering that Yuan Qinghua and Guo Jimei were already in the corridor.

007 was the first to step into the classroom. She was carrying a plastic bag and looked at Gu Mian and the others gathered together. She asked with some curiosity, "What are you guys discussing?"

Li Yibai opened his mouth, as if he wanted to share what he had just seen with his childhood sweetheart, but then he closed his mouth again: "It's nothing."

At this moment, Yuan Qinghua and Guo Jimei also arrived at the door, with a long distance between them. In addition, there was a Yue woman.

The Yue woman was held tightly by Guo Jimei's side, far away from Yuan blue and white porcelain.

Four girls walked in, each carrying two plastic bags. Gu Mian glanced at the plastic bags and saw that they contained food that didn't look very appetizing.

Yue Nu moved quickly. When she came in, she first glanced at the clock hanging above the blackboard at the back of the classroom.

Even though no one uses this classroom, there is still a clock hanging on the wall.

It is now 6:10.

She placed the bag she was carrying on the table in front of Gu Mian: "The second night starts in less than two hours. We're likely to be separated. Let's continue our discussion while we eat..."

As she spoke, she suddenly seemed to remember something and pulled out a few small flashlights, each about the size of a thumb, from her pocket: "Oh right, we might be going to some dark places again tonight, so we bought a few flashlights at the supermarket. Since it's a school supermarket, they don't have any big flashlights, so you can make do with these."

As she spoke, Yue Nu distributed the small flashlight in her hand to the others, then picked up the disposable chopsticks next to her and symbolically shoveled a few bites into her mouth: "Now we still have ten living people, three of whom are ghosts and seven are civilians..."

So among the eight people present, there is at least one ghost, and if she's unlucky, there might be three ghosts in the room, watching her intently.

"The tool that reveals the ghost's identity has been randomly assigned to one of you seven. Of course, it's also possible that it's still in my possession..."

Gu Mian listened quietly to Yue Nu's words.

He always felt that Yue Nu was deliberately courting death.

She claimed to have found the tool to reveal her identity, and then said it in front of everyone, as if she was afraid the ghost wouldn't find her. Although she later gave the tool to someone else randomly, she suddenly mentioned that the thing might still be in her possession.

It gives the impression that someone has meticulously planned what they believe to be an unparalleled conspiracy, yet can't help but smugly reveal it.

I don't know if it was a genuine feeling that came out unintentionally or a deliberate act of feigning stupidity...

The Yue woman's words indeed attracted the attention of others.

Even Li Yibai, who had been focused on eating, looked up at her.

Ignoring the stares of others, Yue Nu continued, "The ghost will definitely kill again tonight. If we make the wrong choice again this round, we will be in a very unfavorable situation."

If tonight the ghost accurately kills a civilian, and during the vote, the wrong civilian is voted out.

At that time, only eight people will still be alive, and three of these eight are ghosts. Ghosts will make up nearly half of the population, which is indeed disadvantageous for ordinary people.

"So we must find at least one ghost tonight, because we might get separated again. If anyone finds a ghost, please try your best to notify the others without the ghost noticing. We can't afford to make the wrong choice again tonight."

Yue Nu frowned: "If I find a ghost, I will notify you. I will try my best to let you know which ghost it is..." Gu Mian stroked her chin.

As for how to let them know, Yue Nu did not say.

Her voice continued, "If you have no clues or leads when you vote tonight, then vote for Zhang Pingfan. At least right now, he's the prime suspect..."

No one objected.

time flies.

The bell for evening self-study had rung several times, and the plastic bag in front of Li Yibai was almost empty. By this time, darkness had completely enveloped the entire school. There was no moon tonight, only the dim glow of the streetlights.

The school is very quiet during evening self-study, except for a few minutes between classes.

Gu Mian and the others didn't ask the teacher for leave when they skipped class, and they don't know if the teacher is looking for the mysteriously missing students.

They had already turned on the classroom lights.

Because it was on the top floor, no one paid attention to why the lights were on in an unused classroom.

It was already 7:50 p.m.

Everyone sat together, almost holding hands.

Having already eaten, Li Yibai leaned close to 007 and asked nervously, "If we're separated tonight, is it possible we'll end up back in that building from yesterday?"

It's possible, maybe I'll see the fat man again.

007 said, "Anything is possible. Let's be prepared."

Guo Jimei still didn't trust Yuan Qinghua. She pulled Keke to sit in the place furthest away from Yuan Qinghua, and when she looked at Yuan Qinghua, her expression was as if she were facing a formidable enemy.

Anyone with a little finger would know that Guo Jimei would never vote for anyone else; she would most likely cast her vote for Yuan Qinghua as soon as the voting started.

Chu Changge was unusually quiet today, just sitting silently to the side, which made Gu Mian glance at him a few more times.

As eight o'clock approached, the classroom fell silent.

Only the ticking of the clock continued.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the clock on the back blackboard, their gazes following the ticking second hand, and even their heartbeats gradually began to synchronize with the ticking frequency of the second hand.

Just as the second hand, signaling the approach of eight o'clock, leaped toward the top "12," Gu Mian felt as if the blackboard behind the clock suddenly magnified, instantly filling her entire field of vision.

A few seconds later, he realized what was happening.

It's not that the blackboard has become larger; it's that the surrounding area has darkened.

No matter which way you look, it's all pitch black.

Undoubtedly, just before eight o'clock, they were once again led by the ghost to what seemed like the middle of nowhere.

(End of this chapter)