Could it be a ghost?!

"Ah!"

Lin Yue was the first to cry out in alarm, hurriedly hugging Shen Qingci beside her.

Her face was deathly pale, her eyes wide: "It's happening again..."

"Blizzard Villa?"

Wang Mengmeng frowned: "Why does it sound like a Murder Mystery Game? And Ghost Slavess..."

"Wait!"

She suddenly shuddered: "There won't be ghosts, right?!"

In an instant!

All the girls' expressions changed drastically!

Ghosts... a fear engraved in the depths of human hearts!

Deng Yuxin immediately thought of the rural ghost stories she'd heard as a child and the horror movies she'd seen.

Her voice trembled slightly: "Chen... Chen Yu... Can... can I not go?"

Wang Mengmeng also panicked and followed suit: "Brother Chen Yu! I... I'm also afraid of dirty things..."

Even Shen Qingci swallowed hard: "Ghost Slavess might not necessarily be ghosts; they could be some kind of controlled monsters."

She seemed to be analyzing, but also seemed to be convincing herself.

Liu Zixuan stared into the void, repeatedly reading the rules: "48 people, 8 teams. We need to choose 6 to participate, but who should we pick?"

Lin Yue had already curled herself into an even smaller ball, her head buried low.

But Chen Yu spoke directly: "Class Monitor, you come with me for the mission. As for the remaining four: Zhang Longqi, Liu Zixuan, Senior Sister Shen, and Lin Yue—it'll be you guys."

"?"

Zhang Longqi, who had just stood up from the floor, immediately waved his hands: "I... I'm not getting off the bus..."

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes, but before he could say anything...

Shen Qingci shook her head and said gently: "Junior Longqi, don't be afraid yet. Look at the rules carefully: for every person who survives, the team's final points are multiplied by 1.2!"

"In other words, Chen Yu won't do anything to harm you."

"On the contrary, we will protect everyone together."

Zhang Longqi was stunned: "Is... is that for real..."

He had been too focused on the pain just now to read the rules properly, so he finally took a moment to check.

After confirming they were indeed a team...

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, though his gaze toward Chen Yu held a bit more fear; he was truly terrified now.

He really couldn't understand... how this guy could be so strong. Even after activating his talent, he couldn't withstand it at all.

Chen Yu gave a light chuckle: "Of course. Since we're participating in the game together, why would I kill you?"

In fact...

To ensure a mission was foolproof, one always needed someone to take the hits.

For this mission, there just happened to be quite a few meat shields.

Shen Qingci looked to the side: "Lin Yue, don't be afraid either. Be brave..."

Lin Yue replied in a small voice: "Mm, Senior Sister, I... I will."

Liu Zixuan opened his mouth, his face written with reluctance, but he didn't dare say anything.

"Class Monitor, are you okay with this?"

Chen Yu looked at Zhang Wanyue, who had remained silent the whole time.

Zhang Wanyue smiled slightly: "Of course, I'll accompany you."

Just then...

Li Mengyao suddenly stood up, her voice somewhat hurried: "Chen Yu, this time... this time..."

Everyone looked at her.

Chen Yu also turned his head, raising an eyebrow: "This time what?"

Li Mengyao's chest heaved as she forced herself to look directly into Chen Yu's eyes, her voice louder than usual.

"This time, I want to go with you! Let me go!"

Without waiting for Chen Yu's answer, she spoke faster: "My talent is more suited for this mission than the Class Monitor's!"

After she finished speaking, the bus fell silent for a moment.

Wang Mengmeng's eyes widened and her mouth hung slightly open, nearly failing to maintain her expression: "Huh?"

Zhang Wanyue looked at Chen Yu: "You decide. I'm fine either way~"

Chen Yu also hadn't expected someone to actually scramble for a mission.

Especially a mission that involved the word 'ghost'?

Chen Yu nodded: "Since you've said so, I'll take you along."

"I'll go drive."

Zhang Wanyue moved through the crowd and returned to the driver's seat... Dusk was fading, and the sky was a dark blue.

The bus crunched through the slush and parked in a spot marked "VII".

In front of the window...

...the silhouette of a massive villa standing on the icy plains emerged.

Its spires were pitch black, and all the windows were as hollow as blind eyes.

"Whoosh, whoosh—"

There were no lights, no sounds—only the wind and snow circling and wailing around it.

A rusted, solitary lamp stood by the parking spot, its light reaching less than five meters.

Other than that, there was only endless snow... "Isn't this villa way too big???"

Liu Zixuan walked to the very front of the bus, tilting his head back to look at the massive villa through the window.

Zhang Wanyue turned off the Vehicle's engine: "It has to accommodate 48 people, after all."

Liu Zixuan nodded: "That's true."

He turned his head and looked at the Class Monitor's profile, feeling a bit of a blush for a moment.

Li Mengyao asked in a low voice: "What about the other Vehicles? Aren't there eight teams participating?"

Shen Qingci explained patiently: "According to the rules, everyone's Vehicles should be parked in different locations. Looking at the markings on the ground just now, we should be in spot number seven."

Chen Yu checked the time: "There are less than twenty minutes left. Let's go, everyone."

Having said that...

...he was the first to open the bus door.

A cold wind swept in, making everyone shiver.

Li Mengyao jogged to catch up.

"Lin Yue, let's go."

"Mm."

"Let's get inside the villa quickly; it's too cold out here."

The others quickly followed.

Before getting off, Liu Zixuan turned back to remind her: "Class Monitor, wait for us to come back!"

Zhang Wanyue: "..."

Deng Yuxin, Yang Kexin, and Wang Mengmeng stood at the door, waving to Chen Yu, all showing their reluctance to see him go.

Among them, Deng Yuxin and Yang Kexin seemed fairly sincere.

Wang Mengmeng's delicate act of wiping away tears really left Chen Yu speechless.

It was worth mentioning that...

Shen Qingci skillfully put on a black mask, covering her beautiful face.

It seemed she was well aware of how much trouble her identity could cause.

Before them, a heavy, carved wooden door was slightly ajar, with a dim, flickering yellow light leaking from inside.

Chen Yu reached out and pushed the door open.

Creak—

The door hinges let out a dry sound as dust billowed up.

The scene in the hall came into view:

High-ceilinged and dilapidated, with only a few lights on the chandeliers lit, casting swaying shadows.

Inside the hall, two teams were talking.

Six people each, twelve in total.

Judging by their appearances alone, they weren't from the Film Academy.

It seemed that this time, they weren't matched with people from the same area.

[Buzz—]

[Water... dripping on my face]

[It's cold]

[I woke up on an operating table]

[Under the light]

[They were all wearing white lab coats]

[I said I didn't need surgery]

[They just shook their heads]

[The syringe... was very thick]

[The ceiling is spinning]

[I broke the straps]

[Run]

[The hallway is so long, long enough to have no end]

[The lights are going out one by one, starting from the distance, rushing toward me]

[There's the sound of wheels behind me, clatter clatter...]

[The sound of rubber gloves rubbing together, swish, swish, swish]

[I don't dare look back]

[I only dare to dive into the nearest door]

[I'm hiding under the bed]

[I'm hiding in the wardrobe]

[I'm hiding in the bathroom]

[It's coming in]

[I'm praying it doesn't see me]

[Doesn't see me]

This was a breathless, near-collapsing male voice.

It echoed deep within everyone's ear canals.

But as he spoke... abruptly, the sound vanished.