It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Xiao Huai walked into the school. The lights in the teaching building were still bright, and the sound of students talking could be heard faintly from the classrooms.

This is a day school. First of all, whether there are students in the school at this time is one thing, and whether the students are human beings is another.

He arrived at the door of the teaching building and found that the original five-story building had turned back into a six-story building.

Xiao Huai was standing in the corridor. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a student-looking figure passing by hurriedly, whose shoulder lightly bumped into him.

The middle school student quickly stopped and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After apologizing, the student hurried to the classroom at the end of the corridor.

Xiao Huai's gaze followed his back, gradually moving downwards.

Then he raised his eyebrows slightly.

That student had no shadow at all.

Xu Xiaoyu's advice immediately flashed through Xiao Huai's mind - don't stare at your own shadow for more than three seconds in the teaching building at night.

If a person has no shadow, it means that he does not belong to this real world at all.

In other words, he is no longer a living person.

He glanced back and then quickly looked away.

He himself had a shadow, but the outline of the shadow was now very strange.

Not quite like himself.

He continued walking forward. The classrooms on both sides of the corridor were sometimes bright and sometimes dim. Sometimes it seemed that there were people inside, but the next moment they were empty.

Through the crack in the door, Xiao Huai caught a glimpse of those so-called students, who were like floating ghosts, with blurry figures appearing and disappearing from time to time.

When he finally arrived at the psychiatrist's office, he stood there, staring at the old door, his fingers gently stroking the door handle.

Will the doctor be in there?

Xiao Huai pushed open the door and the scene before him was completely different from before.

The room became clean and tidy, the walls no longer looked shabby, and even the old desk was now as bright as new, with some items neatly placed on the desk.

There was a photo hanging on the wall, which was of the young man with dark brown eyes that Xiao Huai had just seen.

The psychologist in the photo is smiling and has a gentle expression.

There was also a thank-you letter on the desk, in neat handwriting: "To the most beloved Dr. Li Qinghe, thank you for your selfless help and care for all teachers and students."

Xiao Huai walked closer to the desk and his eyes fell on the thank-you letter.

He gently opened it and whispered the man's name.

"Li Qinghe."

A golden luster flashed in Xiao Huai's eyes. The next second, accompanied by a soft light and shadow, Lu Qian's figure gradually condensed and appeared in front of him.

As soon as he appeared, Lu Qian's eyes lit up instantly, as if she wanted to hug him the next second.

"Xiao Huai!"

But halfway through the action, he still paused. Although he didn't hug him, he still moved very close, "Oh, oh, brother, it's been a long time. I thought you had forgotten me. It feels like a long time since we last met."

Xiao Huai's eyes were gentle: "I can't forget you."

After hearing this, Lu Qian was slightly startled, touched his head awkwardly, and then smiled, "Which dungeon are you on? This one looks pretty normal."

Xiao Huai told Lu Qian that he was now on the tenth floor of the "Five-Star Review". Lu Qian nodded after hearing this and searched his mind for information and clues related to this copy.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Qian asked, "I don't remember this dungeon being called this before."

"Oh?" Xiao Huai raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lu Qian frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said to Xiao Huai: "If I remember correctly, this game was not called "Five-Star Review" before, but "Death Review"."

After hearing this, Xiao Huai looked at him thoughtfully: "'Death Review'?"

Lu Qian nodded, his tone somewhat serious. "Yes, it's a twelve-level game. It's incredibly difficult, and almost no one can make it out unscathed. The rules at the time were single-player mode, and players had to face the judgment of the rating system alone. It wasn't just about getting good reviews; it forced players to critically evaluate everything. The slightest mistake could lead to a death loop. No one on the forum dared to challenge this game at the time."

"Why did you change your name later?" Xiao Huai asked in a low voice.

Lu Qian shrugged and continued, "Perhaps because it was too difficult, players could barely clear it. So later on, the system was adjusted. Not only did they change the name, but they even lowered the difficulty by two levels. You know, the gaming industry always loves to package things up. Changing the name of an old game turns it into a so-called new experience."

What Lu Qian was talking about was the gaming market for real-life games.

In a horror game, the system will never suddenly adjust the difficulty of the game for no apparent reason.

After a moment, Lu Qian said, "Xiao Huai, you're not asking this just for the sake of asking, are you?"

It’s not worth calling him over like this. He should do more for Xiao Huai.

Xiao Huai's gaze slowly shifted to the photo in the room, his eyes somewhat deep, and his tone was light:

"If I'm not mistaken, this world is very gloomy at night, which is when ghosts appear. I plan to meet someone."

Meeting a deceased person.

After hearing this, Lu Qian stopped joking and became serious.

Because Xiao Huai was looking at photos, and Lu Qianzheng had a cause-and-effect camera.

They had used that camera in "Blind Town" and had established a subtle connection with the world of the dead.

Again, that's dangerous, and there's a high chance you won't find anything.

Xiao Huai said softly: "I want to find the answer, no matter what lies ahead."

Lu Qian's eyes met Xiao Huai's. Last time, at least Lu Yuanshi was by his side, so he could feel a little more at ease. But now, where was Lu Yuanshi?

He asked almost subconsciously: "Where is Lu Yuanshi? Where is he now? It might be safer if the two of you were together."

However, Xiao Huai's eyes turned cold in an instant, and the vague sadness enveloped him like a layer of mist.

Lu Qian instantly became quiet. Although Xiao Huai did not answer, he soon understood that something unspeakable must have happened.

Lu Qian's heart tightened, and he whispered, "Then I'll go in with you this time. No matter what happens, I'll follow you. If you don't come out in half an hour, I'll hang here with you."

After hearing this, the coldness on Xiao Huai's face gradually melted into a faint smile, and his voice was soft but firm: "What are you talking about? Don't worry, no matter how many times, I can take you home."

Lu Qian's heart trembled suddenly, and a feeling of being touched quietly grew in his heart.

He looked at Xiao Huai's profile, looking at the person who had saved him time and time again.

If something really happened to Xiao Huai, I would be the first one to not let him go.

"it is good."