Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 72 (Seeking first subscription!!!) Oh, what, Paper Doll Manor?

The red eyeballs fell from a great height to the ground, but did not touch the ground.

When it was still a few centimeters above the ground, it suddenly hovered in mid-air and remained still.

However, it was not dead; its eyeball looked unusually vibrant, with a lively light.

It looks a bit like the eyeball monster from the game Terraria.

Yan Ming could tell that this eyeball was extraordinary just from the fact that it was floating on the ground.

Because he himself had also used the rules of the Spying Ghost, the ghost eyes he had generated in the past were not as special as this ghost eye.

He had also seen Li Yan use the Ghost Eye. This guy would just throw it away, and the Ghost Eye clone would land in a corner to act as a monitor to spy on the situation in the corresponding area.

Now this ghost eye...

It's probably the physical manifestation of the map rule "peeping at all evil spirits".

In an instant, Yan Ming realized the value of Li Yan's gift.

Previously, he only possessed the ability of the Ghostly Eye by relying on the map rules of the City of Illusions; now, he has Li Yan's Ghostly Eye...

This is what it means to truly master the rules of "peeping at all evil spirits".

"boom!"

"boom!"

The evil spirit's footsteps echoed down the corridor again, sounding as if it had confirmed that there was no trace of the five paper figures in that dormitory room and was now searching elsewhere.

Time was of the essence; they needed to return the paper dolls to their original state before the evil spirits discovered them, and only then could they escape the dormitory building.

Yan Ming witnessed the evil spirit's thought process from the shadows. After the paper figures were untied, the evil spirit subconsciously assumed that all of them had escaped.

But then, the evil spirit saw that Lu Mingzhe's severed arm was a piece of fallen paper, which confirmed that they were still in paper doll form, so it began to search.

This is enough to show that the paper figures cannot leave the dormitory building and must be restored to human form.

Yan Ming held the eyeball in his arms and turned to look at Li Yan again.

Li Yan smiled, as if he had noticed Yan Ming's slight hesitation, and took the initiative to persuade him: "Alright, you guys leave first. That monster will probably find its way here. I can't leave. I have to stay here and cover for you. Otherwise, if it changes its strategy, none of us will be able to leave."

Yan Ming nodded, no longer hesitating, and turned to lead the others back towards the dormitory entrance.

"boom--"

The footsteps grew closer and closer, stopping right at the doorway of the room, followed by an eerie silence that was the same inside and out.

In absolute silence, they could barely hear any sound from the outside world.

About five seconds later, Yan Ming heard a heavy breathing sound coming from outside the door.

The evil spirit is outside.

It didn't give the paper figures in the room any extra time to react before pushing open the dormitory door.

"Hey, I can hear people talking in this room."

The evil spirit stepped into the room, its gaze immediately falling on Li Yan, who was hanging in the center.

The previous Li Yan had already died, and the evil spirit could sense the unique smell of a corpse from Li Yan's body.

It has tasted it.

However, just as the door was pushed open, the evil spirit noticed that Li Yan, who had been keeping his eyes closed, had closed his eyes again.

In other words, the corpse was actually open-eyed, but closed its eyes again to disguise itself as a corpse after it arrived.

"I found you."

The evil spirit focused all its attention on Li Yan, and with a sinister grin, it quickly walked towards him.

Clearly, this was the result Li Yan wanted; he was buying them time to leave.

Therefore, Yan Ming did not hesitate. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he and the other paper figures slipped out of the room through the newly opened door and buried themselves in the sea of ​​paper scraps as they headed toward room 2103, which Li Yan had mentioned.

They didn't have much time, and if they wanted to escape through the mission's extraction point, they had to do it as quickly as possible, because they had no idea how much time was left on the countdown. During the five-person, six-legged run, some of Yan Ming's doubts were finally resolved.

How did that middle-aged man outside survive being trapped in this strange place, Wangcheng No. 1 Middle School, for more than 20 years?

Clothing, food, housing, and transportation—it's probably difficult for Wangcheng No. 1 Middle School to satisfy all of these needs at the same time.

It's one thing for people like Lu Mingzhe and He Lian to survive for only ten days before entering the cycle, but middle-aged men have to live for more than twenty years...

It's probably more difficult than we imagine.

Therefore, the evacuation point opened by the escape route through the dormitory building may be the salvation for middle-aged men.

He can use this method to temporarily return to real life, but he cannot stay in reality for long.

Otherwise, Yan Ming couldn't figure out why this guy would rather go back to Wangcheng No. 1 High School than stay in the more peaceful reality.

It's not that I don't want to, it's more likely that I can't.

Yan Ming quickly figured out the reason.

The ten-day cycle at Wangcheng No.1 Middle School.

It trapped Lu Mingzhe and He Lian, and also trapped this middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man could only briefly return to reality, perhaps to prepare some supplies, or perhaps to indulge in a feast, but ultimately he still had to return to Wangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

This went on for twenty years.

After realizing this, Yan Ming's desire to return to reality and take a look did not diminish; on the contrary, it became even stronger.

This proves that it's absolutely safe outside the evacuation point!

The entrance and exit to the Ghost Realm are near the office building, but the mission evacuation point does not seem to be there.

Otherwise, the middle-aged man's recent departures from Wangcheng No. 1 Middle School would definitely have attracted the attention of those outside who were trying to cover their tracks, and they would have killed him.

A hint of joy welled up in Yan Ming's heart. At this moment, he certainly didn't want to confront that blindfolded ghost outside head-on.

He already had some understanding of how terrifying the ghost was; Li Yan was someone who could be killed in a single encounter, and Li Yan didn't even know how he died.

He absolutely did not want to face the Blind Ghost before he had completed the path to becoming a ghost.

Instead, the right thing to do at this time is to go into reality, gather information about the Blindfold Ghost, and make plans to fight it in advance.

The noise coming from Li Yan's room behind them gradually subsided, and Yan Ming and the others took the opportunity to run to the door of room 2103.

Without hesitation, they immediately squeezed through the crack in the door.

Inside room 2103, the scene was quite different from the other places.

Solemn and dignified.

Here, a large number of paper buildings have been erected, and relying on the towering desks, beds and other objects in the dormitories, these buildings are as magnificent as some kind of palace.

However, upon closer inspection, Yan Ming felt that these things looked like they were being burned for the dead.

People were seen moving about in the building complex, with paper figures flitting among them, creating a peaceful and idyllic scene.

However, after Yan Ming and his group broke into the room, almost all the paper figures sensed their presence and turned to look at their location at the same time.

With a "whoosh," dozens of paper figures, riding on paper swords and floating gracefully like immortals, flew out of the villa on the desk.

From the palace on the left-hand bed, a group of paper figures riding paper brooms and wearing magician's hats swayed out.

The bed on the right resembled a cliff face, with dozens of paper figures running along the cliff edge, riding on paper gliders towards the doorway where Yan Ming and the others were.

In that instant, Yan Ming felt as if he were surrounded by three completely different civilizations.

He immediately thought of the fire-breathing paper figure he had encountered earlier.

I thought fireballs were a racial talent, but I underestimated them.

No, are these little things really that malleable?

How can you know everything?!
(End of this chapter)