Television, Fog, Mysterious Figure

Luo Di left Mia in the bedroom, keeping an eye on the iron bucket while also staying by the side of the sleeping Wu Wen.

He went downstairs alone to check the situation, which wouldn't take too long.

When I arrived at the scene downstairs, there weren't many people gathered there. Some students had even dispersed, and their expressions showed little fear, but rather a calm demeanor.

Even more strangely, it only took Luo Di a maximum of two minutes to get downstairs.

Medical personnel had already arrived at the scene, covered the body with a white sheet, and were loading it onto an ambulance on a stretcher.

Luo Di quickly noticed that both the medical staff's uniforms and the side of the ambulance bore the logo of Wenslam University, suggesting that having a hospital on campus was essential for such efficiency.

Luo Di intended to step forward and lift the white sheet to check the deceased's face, but after taking two steps, he stopped.

As a seasoned movie buff with film-related Characteristic Ability, he understands the importance of 'rationality'.

Since they have been assigned corresponding student status upon entering the school, they should at least try their best to "abide by the law" and not do anything excessive, otherwise it may lead to a bad situation.

According to Wu Wen, the time on campus is not synchronized with the outside world, so there is plenty of time to find an opportunity to check on the body at the School Hospital later, and there is no need to rush.

Without lingering,

Luo Di decisively returned to his dormitory.

This dormitory building has seven floors, but there is only one staircase at the entrance.

During his brief moment of walking up the stairs, he couldn't help but begin to analyze the suicide that had just occurred and the true nature of the campus.

"Judging from the state of the onlookers and the efficiency of transporting the body... this kind of 'suicide' seems to be quite common on campus, and everyone has become accustomed to it."

Let's start the investigation from the perspectives of 'suicide', 'body', and ' Baseball Club ' which is related to me.

Wu Wen also said that the situation at the location would change over time, and the campus would likely become increasingly dangerous, just like the Thick Fog outside.

There may be more suicides, and some dangerous situations that have not yet surfaced.

We need to find the "key clues" hidden on campus before things get worse—clues about the Thick Fog and the remains.

It would be even better if we could find other things like we did in the Outskirts.

Luo Di seemed completely absorbed in thought, forgetting his perception of the outside world, until he missed a step on the stairs and realized he was back on the top floor.

This thought process did not stop; he continued to analyze the fog in his mind. When he felt he had almost reached the dormitory door, he turned around and swiped his card.

However.

The sensors on the door did not react at all.

The door wasn't even locked; simply swiping a card opened it.

The dormitory room was completely empty; there wasn't even any bedding on the beds, making it look like an abandoned room. When Luo Di saw the scene before him, he was immediately alerted and quickly realized that he had "gone to the wrong room."

Strangely,

Neither the top floor nor the location of the room is wrong.

He quickly closed the door and looked at the door number [816], while his dormitory number should be [716].

Not only that,

There wasn't a soul in sight on this floor; even the light bulbs were at their lowest setting, and some were even flickering.

Luo Di should have noticed this anomaly much earlier, yet he unknowingly ended up here.

"Eighth floor? This dormitory building only has seven floors... and my pituitary gland should have detected the problem earlier, it shouldn't have taken until now to realize it."

Was my thinking affected?

Luo Di shook his head violently, using the hellish heat combined with his gray tentacles to dispel the heat, finally regaining his senses.

At the same time,

He sensed a strong sense of danger coming from the end of the passage.

He turned his head to look.

At the end of the flickering light, there stood an old rear-projection television. Click—the television itself turned on as he gazed at it.

The screen showed half a face.

As the person breathed, wisps of steam escaped from the bottom of the television set.

As the Thick Fog blanketed the floor in front of him, a pair of leather shoes simultaneously appeared, corresponding to a slender leg and a thin body.

The jet-black suit gave him a somewhat gentlemanly air.

The other person's height was exactly the same as the height of the passageway.

The area above the neck was covered by Thick Fog, making it impossible to see the face clearly.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Leather shoes stepping out,

This voice was different from the oppressive feeling of a serial killer.

It didn't sound like the voice of an ordinary gentleman.

Instead, it was a sound transmitted via television audio, mixed with electrical noise, hollow sounds, and silence.

Every step felt like it was echoing in my ears, as if it could step right in front of me at any moment.

Luo Di didn't expect to encounter this situation as soon as he entered the campus. His sealed tongue was almost curled up, and a direct confrontation would most likely only Dead End.

The brain has already devised three escape routes.

1. He rushed into the bedroom, which was already open, and jumped out of the window. The eighth floor was not a high floor for Luo Di.

2. Use physical force to break through the floor, directly achieving a physical descent.

3. Turn around and run towards the end of the stairs, going downstairs in the most conventional horror movie cliché.

However, Luo Di chose to turn around and run away, choosing what seemed to be the most foolish and brainless escape method.

The reason is simple.

In Luo Di's view, the extra floors already indicated a problem with the space. The so-called "eighth floor" might not actually be the eighth floor, and even if someone jumped out, they might not be able to land safely.

To leave this unexpectedly intruded special space, similar to the corner, you need to find the only 'exit'.

The staircase is probably the place that most resembles an exit.

However,

No matter how fast Luo Di was descending,

Every time I turned a corner on a floor, the number I saw was [8].

This was a classic case of being trapped in a maze, and although it wasn't the first time Luo Di had encountered it, it was definitely the most dangerous one yet.

He didn't have much time.

He estimated that if they went down another ten floors, the fog would roll in, and the mysterious figure would appear before them. Luo Di could sense that once they met, they would not have the same good fortune as when they died in the sewers.

Something really bad is going to happen.

Tread!

Luo Di stopped walking... There was no point in going down like this.

He stood at the corner, focusing all his attention on his brain, even his tentacles tightly wrapped around it, rejecting all external distractions.

Go and think of a solution.

Think about where the exit is.

Shut off all external senses and ignore the approaching mysterious figure.

My brain raced through the entire incident, analyzing the root cause of our predicament: was it the faceless student, the suicide attempt, or...?

"I see!

As soon as I started thinking about the 'mist', my external perception began to weaken, and I unknowingly arrived at this level.

I encountered the fog because I wanted to understand it, to see through it!

I have to stop this thought; I need to reset my brain.

Luo Di vividly remembered Mr. Hook's teaching: extreme pain can drown out all distracting thoughts in the mind.

Without a moment's hesitation, Luo Di immediately gave himself a Grandmother -level massage. As the tendon in his hand was pulled out, the pain, exceeding the limits of his physical body, forced him to open his eyes abruptly.

The area in front of me is no longer the stairwell.

There was no Thick Fog spreading.

Without the approach of the mysterious person,

He was standing on the edge of the dormitory rooftop, just one step away from falling like the Girl before him.

Luo Di subconsciously touched his face; all his features were still there.

Whew~ He breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the university campus, a strong sense of danger constantly approaching...