Killing Pattern

Zhang Kai was taken aback by Wang Ye's calm voice.

The kid from the corner just now?

He hadn't misjudged him after all. He really was an interesting fellow.

But—

"Knowing that standing by my side is safer at a time like this, and still being able to stay calm—you're indeed quite impressive."

With a trace of approval in his eyes, Zhang Kai spoke.

"But in the end, you're just an ordinary person! In a situation like this, you can't do anything at all."

"If I were you, I'd quietly retreat back into the corner. After all, no one has figured out the killing pattern of this Supernatural Incident. Staying among the crowd will at least lower your chances of dying."

It was rare for Zhang Kai to say so much to an ordinary person.

After all, for an ordinary person facing a Supernatural Incident, maintaining such composure was already quite remarkable.

If he had been a Superhuman, perhaps he really could have helped.

Zhang Kai could not help feeling somewhat regretful.

"First, as long as we figure out the ghost's killing pattern, even ordinary people have a chance of surviving, don't they?"

"And if we really run into danger, I'm sure you'll need cannon fodder to help you test the ghost's abilities."

Wang Ye's expression did not change in the slightest as he spoke calmly.

After all, he had seen far too many Supernatural Incidents in his previous life.

But compared to his previous life, his physical condition was far too weak now. Unless he had no other choice, Wang Ye truly did not want to get involved.

Much less serve as Zhang Kai's so-called cannon fodder.

Zhang Kai's brows furrowed deeply as his dark green eyes carefully examined the youth before him.

He had not expected this youth to know so much about Supernatural Incidents, or even to voluntarily offer to help him conduct tests.

Zhang Kai fell into hesitation.

Just then, the air gradually became oppressive, and the temperature throughout the entire school building steadily dropped.

Even the classroom ceiling had somehow begun to rot.

Drop after drop of bright red liquid dripped continuously from the ceiling onto the classroom floor.

"Looks like this ghost can alter the real environment."

"Magnetic field coverage unknown."

"Source location unknown."

"No deaths so far. Ruleless killing can be temporarily ruled out."

"Killing method unknown."

"But judging by the number of surviving students in the classroom, its killing efficiency is low."

Wang Ye frowned slightly. As he sensed the changes in temperature and surroundings, he instinctively sorted through the data and information, speaking slowly.

These habits had been forged over and over again in his previous life, while living on the edge of a blade.

Zhang Kai gave Wang Ye a long look. Green Radiance flickered in his eyes, and he no longer hesitated.

"Stay close to me."

With that, Zhang Kai pushed open the classroom door and walked out.

As though he had long expected Zhang Kai to agree, Wang Ye's expression remained unchanged. He silently followed behind Zhang Kai, keeping half a meter behind him.

Meanwhile, the people in the classroom became even more terrified in the darkness.

The sobbing grew louder and louder until it finally turned into bitter wailing.

In the darkness, an eerie smiling face gradually appeared on the wall.

It looked as if it had been drawn in blood.

The corridor was likewise shrouded in darkness, with fear spreading invisibly through the air.

Students and teachers from many other classes stumbled into the corridor in panic, looking around wildly.

"A bunch of trash."

As if he had long anticipated this scene, Zhang Kai sneered and cursed. The Green Radiance in his eyes grew more intense as he kept scanning his surroundings.

After a long while, Zhang Kai finally seemed to have found his target and headed toward the stairs.

From beginning to end, Zhang Kai did not say another word to Wang Ye.

Though Wang Ye seemed somewhat mysterious to Zhang Kai now, he was still ultimately just an ordinary person. If he could not even keep up with him, then helping him would become nothing more than a joke.

In the darkness, Wang Ye could no longer see his surroundings. The only light in the night was the Green Radiance in Zhang Kai's eyes.

Yet strangely—

No matter how crowded the people ahead were, Wang Ye always seemed able to sense it in advance, finding gaps and slipping through them in an instant.

He even continued maintaining his position half a meter behind Zhang Kai.

However, Wang Ye frowned slightly.

In a situation like this, these students were still wandering through the corridor, making noise, even gathering together.

To Wang Ye, that was no different from courting death.

They knew nothing at all about the ghost's killing pattern. With so many people gathered together, someone was bound to meet its requirements.

If someone died among the crowd and triggered panic, it would only cause even greater chaos and lead to more deaths.

If this ghost was the type that could grow—

Then these people were essentially providing it with nourishment, and containing it would become even more troublesome.

That was why Zhang Kai called them burdens and trash.

"Don't they even watch the educational programs on TV?"

Still, this sort of situation only occurred in the early stages of Terror Resurgence. By the time Wang Ye died in his previous life, things had improved considerably, and ordinary people knew how to maximize their chances of survival.

It was just that—

Those lessons had been bought with countless bloody sacrifices.

Of course, Wang Ye believed the main reason was that those idiots had already died long ago.

After experiencing one Supernatural Incident after another, anyone who could still survive had at least some brains.

Soon, Zhang Kai pushed through the crowd and stopped at the stairwell.

At some point, the stairs had vanished, leaving behind only a patch of darkness.

It was as though taking another step forward would lead into a bottomless abyss.

Looking at the scene before him, Zhang Kai frowned slightly, and the Green Radiance in his eyes flickered again.

But his face immediately turned somewhat pale as well.

"I suggest you don't use your superhuman ability too frequently."

"It'll only make your bodily functions decay even faster."

"After all, ordinary people can think of a solution to this situation too."

At that moment, Wang Ye's voice drifted faintly from behind Zhang Kai.

Zhang Kai froze and turned back.

He discovered that Wang Ye could still follow precisely behind him in the darkness, and he instinctively took Wang Ye's words more seriously.

Yet Wang Ye also became even more mysterious in his eyes.

"We still can't confirm the source."

"My superhuman ability can trace certain clues."

"But they stop here."

"What do you think we should do?"

Even Zhang Kai himself had not noticed that, at some point, he had begun asking Wang Ye for advice.

"The ghost can alter magnetic fields and affect reality."

"We can't tell whether the stairwell has been altered by a magnetic field or is an illusion."

"If it's only an illusion, that means this ghost isn't very powerful."

"But if the stairs have truly disappeared, then this Supernatural Incident will be more troublesome."

With a thoughtful look in his eyes, Wang Ye spoke.

"The method of testing it is simple. A ghost's magnetic field can alter and invade almost anything."

"But there's one thing it can't affect."

Zhang Kai pondered for a moment, as though he understood Wang Ye's intention.

"You mean gold?"