Crisis

Wang Ye nodded silently, his eyes calm. "So, the way to test whether there's a path ahead is simple."

As he spoke, Wang Ye cast a dark look at Zhang Kai's finger.

There was a gold ring on Zhang Kai's finger.

"Damn it, do you know how expensive gold is right now?"

Zhang Kai said with some reluctance, but without the slightest hesitation, he removed the ring and threw it into the darkness.

In this situation, any hesitation could lead to the operation's failure—or even wipe out the entire team.

In the originally dim passageway, which seemed like an abyss, the ring eerily floated in midair and even bounced a few times.

Wang Ye let out a breath. "Looks like we got lucky. This ghost can barely create an illusion, but it still can't alter reality."

"If this ghost is only this strong, then things will be much easier."

Confidence appeared in Zhang Kai's eyes as he lifted his leg, about to step onto the nonexistent staircase.

"If you do that, I might think I chose the wrong partner."

Unexpectedly, Wang Ye's cold voice sounded behind Zhang Kai.

"First, the ghost's killing pattern is still unknown."

"Second, although the gold test showed this was an illusion, we haven't tested whether only gold remains unaffected."

"Lastly, since we're cooperating, I can take on the role of tester and cannon fodder. But to show good faith, you should tell me your Superhuman ability."

"If every B-Class team member had a brain like yours, they should have been wiped out long ago."

In the darkness, Wang Ye's calm gaze met Zhang Kai's faintly green eyes directly, without a trace of fear.

"..."

Zhang Kai fell silent for several seconds. "I admit it. You're right."

"Though your mockery makes me angry."

Zhang Kai gave Wang Ye a long look before continuing, "Zhang Kai. Ability awakened in my eyes."

"I've currently developed two abilities."

"Under normal circumstances, I can trace the source of a ghost."

"I can also intimidate ghosts for a short period of time."

Listening to Zhang Kai, Wang Ye frowned more deeply. "You've only developed two abilities?"

"And they're support-type abilities."

If there had been another, more offense-oriented Superhuman in the group, Zhang Kai's support would undoubtedly have greatly improved the team's survival rate.

But Wang Ye was only an ordinary person.

"As a B-Class team member, you should be carrying a container for holding ghosts, right?"

Wang Ye's voice carried a hint of suspicion. Zhang Kai's earlier actions had already made him question the guy's abilities.

Zhang Kai gave Wang Ye a deep look, suppressed the anger in his heart, and took a deep breath. "I brought one."

"Good."

"Next, it's time for me to do my part."

Wang Ye paid no attention to Zhang Kai's attitude. Bringing emotions into resolving a Supernatural Incident was clearly irrational. This Zhang Kai was still too immature.

As he spoke, Wang Ye walked in front of Zhang Kai. Frowning at the deep, dark path ahead, he raised his foot and stepped onto it, lightly pressing down.

"So it really is just a simple illusion?"

The sight before him was like an abyss, deep and terrifying. Yet Wang Ye had stepped onto something solid, and with a light touch, he felt the shape of stairs.

"Walk where I step."

"If I fall along the way, be ready to pull me up at any time."

Wang Ye gave the instruction with a slight turn of his head, then lifted his foot and headed upward.

Zhang Kai stood behind Wang Ye. For some reason, he felt something from Wang Ye that reminded him of his captain.

It was as if he didn't need to think at all, only follow the instructions.

This damn sense of security.

Zhang Kai shook his head slightly and followed behind Wang Ye, exploring toward the source of the ghost he had sensed.

At this moment,

The teaching building's ceiling grew increasingly damp. Drops of liquid—whether water or blood—slowly dripped down.

They landed on the students' clothes and necks.

Gradually, a cold wind swept through, and the air seemed to grow ever chillier.

The next second.

"Aah!!!"

A scream suddenly erupted from the crowd.

A dried corpse in a school uniform had somehow fallen silently to the ground.

"It's... it's Wang Yang!"

One student seemed to recognize the dried corpse and spoke in terror.

But the next second, it felt as though his neck had been pricked by a needle. He touched it in confusion, then gradually lost consciousness under the terrified gazes of his classmates.

Right before everyone's eyes, his body shriveled at a visible rate until he became a dried corpse.

Exactly like the corpse on the ground before him.

Fear. Despair.

An oppressive atmosphere silently spread through the crowd. In the corridor, one person after another suddenly opened their eyes wide and fell to the ground without a sound.

Unknowingly, the walls seemed to have become even damper.

And the pale red droplets that had been falling gradually deepened in color.

"Stop. It's on this floor."

On the fourth floor, Green Radiance flashed through Zhang Kai's eyes as he spoke solemnly.

Wang Ye silently stopped, making no sound as he watched Zhang Kai.

"I can sense that the ghostly aura is extremely dense on this floor. As for the exact location..."

Green Radiance flickered in Zhang Kai's eyes, and his face grew increasingly pale. After a long while, Zhang Kai took a deep breath.

"That room!"

Zhang Kai suddenly pointed toward the deepest part of the corridor, at the innermost room with its door half-open.

The entire fourth-floor corridor was terrifyingly quiet. Strangely, there wasn't a single person in sight. Only the faint sound of water droplets falling onto the floor could be heard.

Under the circumstances, everything seemed especially eerie.

"This is..."

Wang Ye frowned slightly, recalling the school's layout.

"The principal's office!"

At last, Wang Ye's eyes lit up as he spoke.

"Why would the ghost's source be there?"

Zhang Kai's voice carried a hint of doubt.

Wang Ye silently shook his head. "Let's figure out how to get there first."

As he spoke, Wang Ye pointed at the floor. "Use your eyes to shine some light on it."

"!!!"

"Are you treating me like a damn flashlight?"

Zhang Kai shot Wang Ye a cold look, but his glare was defeated by Wang Ye's calm expression. Helplessly, Green Radiance rose in his eyes as he looked at the floor.

The next instant, his expression abruptly changed.

"This is!!"

The ground was covered in corpses, all hidden in the darkness.

The corpses seemed to have lost every drop of moisture in their bodies, shriveled into dried husks.

"This path is dangerous."

Wariness flashed through Wang Ye's eyes as he said calmly, "Look carefully at the posture each of them had when they died."

Zhang Kai looked in the direction Wang Ye was pointing.

He found that some of the dried corpses had their hands pressed against their necks.

"They..."

"Were touching their own necks?"

Zhang Kai drew in a cold breath.