The night was deep. Inside the empty dormitory building, it was so quiet that they could even hear the faint sounds of the evening wind rattling the windows.
"Those people failed. What do we do next?"
Putting down the binoculars and rubbing her slightly sore, dry eyes, Jiu Ming turned to look at Bai Zhi beside her.
"Honestly, I still suggest we go to the cesspit—"
"Stop. Cut it out."
Raising a hand, Bai Zhi decisively cut her off.
"You were watching most closely. Tell me exactly what happened over there."
"Tell you? What is there to tell? Didn't things develop exactly as you predicted?"
Tilting her head, Jiu Ming looked slightly puzzled.
"Those ghosts tore down the stuff blocking the stairs, went upstairs, and launched a surprise attack downward from above. Everyone else scattered and ran for their lives... That was it."
As she spoke, the girl shook her head with a regretful look.
"I've figured it out now, too. Unless there's a place like a basement somewhere in this school, it's impossible to trap those ghosts. After all, ghosts can remove any obstacle made by human hands. It just takes them a bit of time."
"Who asked for your thoughts on the matter?"
Rolling his eyes, Bai Zhi was at a loss for words.
"I want the exact sequence of events. For example, where those ghosts broke through. That's crucial."
"Uh... is that really crucial?"
Blinking, Jiu Ming's face was full of confusion.
"From what I saw just now, it seemed like the ghosts broke through from the west side of the Canteen. I saw people rushing over there."
"The west side..."
Reaching up to stroke his chin, Bai Zhi looked thoughtful.
Over the past day or two, he had taken advantage of breaks between classes to walk