Choice

Wang Ye nodded silently, "Yes."

"But why are they doing that?" Zhang Kai asked, a little confused.

Wang Ye remained silent for several seconds, then suddenly looked up at the ceiling. "It's the water."

"Water?"

"That's right. The only thing I can think of is that they'd instinctively touch their necks if water drops fell on them." Wang Ye frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said.

"In other words, this ghost's killing pattern is water."

"Touching the water dripping from the ceiling."

"At least one of its killing patterns should be like this."

Listening to Wang Ye, Zhang Kai fell silent. After a long time, he gave Wang Ye a deep look. This young man was too mysterious in Zhang Kai's eyes. Even though he was an ordinary person, he still made Zhang Kai feel wary. In just over ten minutes, Wang Ye had shocked him too many times. But the most astonishing thing was that he had deduced a killing pattern of the ghost based solely on the scene before him. If Wang Ye knew what Zhang Kai was thinking, he would probably reply: After experiencing one supernatural event after another and paying the price of countless lives, people naturally grow. The people at this point in time are still too young.

"It's currently impossible to determine if the ghost has other killing methods."

"But what can be confirmed is..."

"This ghost can grow." Wang Ye's eyes were solemn. "The sound of water drops is becoming more frequent."

"If the ground is covered with a layer of water, things will become difficult."

"I suggest you notify your team members to be careful of the water drops. It would be interesting if a few of them died for no reason." Wang Ye glanced at Zhang Kai and said.

Zhang Kai remained silent for a few seconds, took out his phone, and sent a text message. Staring at the dim light of his phone, he seemed to be lost in thought.

One minute later, Zhang Kai took a breath and relaxed slightly. "Our team members will arrive in about 10 minutes." For some reason, Zhang Kai's confidence increased slightly when he said this. Perhaps it was because he had been completely controlled by Wang Ye the entire time, which had severely impacted him.

Wang Ye nodded slightly. "The simplest method now is to use clothes to shield your head, stand still, and wait for rescue."

"..." Zhang Kai was silent for a few seconds, his voice becoming a little low. "But in ten minutes, who knows how much the ghost will grow."

"And how many people will die."

Listening to Zhang Kai, a faint smile appeared on Wang Ye's usually calm lips, and his gaze towards Zhang Kai held a hint of admiration. "Since you know that, what are you waiting for?" But Wang Ye's voice was as calm as ever, as if nothing could change his emotions. In this terrifying environment, it subconsciously made people feel much more at ease.

As he spoke, Wang Ye took off his jacket, held it with both hands, and shielded his head. "We can only gamble now."

"Gamble that the water drops must touch the skin to cause death."

"Of course, you also have to pray that your shoes are waterproof." Wang Ye said as he walked towards the wall, took a deep breath, and continued, "Now, let me test it for you." Wang Ye took a step forward.

Above his head, a water drop fell onto Wang Ye's school uniform, making a dull sound. Wang Ye's expression remained unchanged as he waited quietly.

Three seconds later...

"Does it really have to touch the skin?"

"It seems we're quite lucky. Follow me." Wang Ye calmly analyzed, then said silently, continuing to walk forward.

Zhang Kai looked at Wang Ye's retreating back, his eyes filled with complexity. How strong was this person's mentality? That step, though it seemed simple and easy. But if the deduction failed, the price would be death. This was completely dancing on the tip of a knife.

Even so, an ordinary person had fulfilled his promise as cannon fodder, reaching this point. If he were to back down now, he probably wouldn't be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life.

Zhang Kai chuckled self-deprecatingly, then silently imitated Wang Ye, taking off his jacket and holding it above his head.

In the dim corridor.

The ground was littered with mummified corpses. Only two figures, one in front and one behind, moved forward silently, without making a sound.

The scene was exceptionally eerie.

"Speed up. The water drops are getting faster. If our clothes get soaked, we'll have to die with them."

Wang Ye frowned slightly, sensing the speed of the water drops as he spoke, and quickened his pace forward.

Zhang Kai followed behind Wang Ye. Hearing this, his expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, also picking up speed.

One minute later.

Outside the principal's office.

"Stay behind me. I'll open the door!"

Wang Ye said, then kicked the principal's office door hard.

'Bang!'

The door was kicked open by Wang Ye. Trying to open it with his hand now would be suicidal. Although kicking the door seemed reckless, it was the best option at this moment.

Inside the room.

A middle-aged man's corpse lay sprawled on the desk, mummified just like the others in the corridor.

Wang Ye silently took a step back, retreating behind Zhang Kai.

He had perfectly fulfilled his role as cannon fodder in the test. It was no longer within his capabilities.

What made Wang Ye serious was that the sound of dripping water inside the room had become more frequent, and there was already a shallow layer of standing water on the ground.

By the green light from Zhang Kai's eyes, Wang Ye vaguely saw a phantom figure floating behind the principal in the room. On the desk, a golden bottle's lid had been opened at some point.

"You're asking for death!"

Wang Ye's eyes were terrifyingly dark. That golden bottle was clearly a container for sealing ghosts. This ghost had been suppressed!

But someone had opened it!

Without a doubt, the person who opened the bottle was the principal.

After the eternal night, terror has revived. And now, someone dares to open a sealed golden artifact!

"Zhang Kai, how many minutes are left!"

Wang Ye took a deep breath and asked silently.

"9 minutes."

"How long can your ability suppress the ghost?"

"5 minutes is my limit."

A bitter smile flickered across Zhang Kai's lips.

There wasn't enough time.

Fortunately, the only good news for now was that the phantom figure was just standing there, not making any moves.

Ghosts that don't act are relatively easier to deal with.

At least...

After the people in the teaching building died, this ghost had no one left to kill.

"Hold on for four minutes. We'll start suppressing after four minutes!"

Wang Ye closed his eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly opened them and said.

"..."

Zhang Kai silently nodded.

Wang Ye's decision meant that some people would still die innocently within those four minutes.

But he didn't question it with a saintly attitude because he knew it was the best solution.

Though it sounded cold-blooded, it was the only option to save more people.