Su Wen instantly understood: this was an extremely crucial blind spot in the information.
He absolutely could not miss it.
And at that moment, the little figure was inside a vast, magnificent Music Hall, its interior structure intricate and labyrinthine.
Looking at the warped shadows surrounding the Music Hall,
Su Wen had already formed some expectations about what he was about to witness.
However,
the instant he took his first step inside, the aurora outside seemed to be swallowed by an invisible force. Its radiance sharply diminished, and the entire space was plunged into darkness.
At the same time,
Miss Joyce, pressed close against him, suddenly felt an inexplicable force trying to pull her out of this world.
Though she was not all that frightened, her hands still instinctively clutched the hem of Su Wen's clothes tightly.
"I suddenly have a really terrifying feeling.
It's like... like when Greystone City Clemence was about to be devoured by those disgusting bugs."
"Don't worry."
Su Wen gave a simultaneous reminder over voice chat:
"Qin, Norma.
Joyce moved too quickly.
But neither of you must come in, no matter what. Wait for me outside.
If my guess is correct,
we may have encountered the academy's second fatal erroneous rule:
Before the midnight bells ring, do not leave any reflection in the corridor."
"Don't erroneous rules only stop us from entering through doors?"
Hearing the innocent words of the girl beside him, Su Wen could not help rubbing her soft long hair.
"Miss Joyce,
that was only a door.
Some errors cause access failures, but more often, they result in dataset loss or crashes.
And to us, that means eradication."
"Then shouldn't we leave?"
Miss Joyce found that outcome somewhat terrifying. Even she now spoke quietly, with a trace of unconcealed apprehension and unease.