Return to Reality! Investigation and Appointment!

Without a doubt, this card was left by that mysterious "junior schoolmate."

And this card was "printed."

In reality, only a few minutes had passed since the time of his "death."

In other words...

The junior schoolmate who killed him had already predicted that he would "resurrect."

She knew about the existence of the "death game" and was very sure that he would come back to life from this game.

Thinking back carefully, the other party casually pulled out a pistol in a country with such good public security, just to shoot a nondescript university student like himself, and said some strange things...

It was indeed a bit "abnormal."

It wasn't surprising that it was related to something as "out of the ordinary" as the "death game."

But this way...

His original profession and item "advantages" were not so significant anymore.

After all, the other party at least knew that these things existed.

It was even highly possible...

That guy had personally participated in the "death game."

Lin Yu took a deep breath and calmed down again.

"It seems I have no choice but to 'accept the invitation'."

The second line of text on this card...

Was the "time" and "address."

"Friday 20:00 Changming Street No. 940, Shangnan District, Jiangcheng."

This was definitely the "invitation" left by the murderer who killed him.

As for what he would encounter after going to the appointment...

Lin Yu didn't know yet.

However, besides "accepting the invitation," he seemed to have no other choice.

After all...

Although the other party was his murderer, they were also the only thing Lin Yu currently knew in reality that was "related" to this game.

However.

Today was Wednesday, and it was Wednesday just past midnight.

In other words, there were almost three full days until the "time" on the card!

This period was enough for Lin Yu to do many things.

But the most important thing now was...

"I should go back to sleep."

Lin Yu walked off the stage, went backstage to change out of his costume, put on his plain black hoodie and sweatpants, slung his script-filled backpack over his shoulders, and left the drama club.

He had a dress rehearsal tomorrow and was scheduled to perform tonight, so he naturally needed to get a good rest tonight.

Even though he had just experienced something as ridiculous as a "death game," Lin Yu did not intend to let it disrupt his "performance" arrangements for tomorrow.

A very important reason he came back alive was to continue "performing"...

If he didn't perform well or live his life properly because of something like this...

Wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

After locking the door of the drama club, Lin Yu took out his key to unlock the bicycle lock at the entrance of the drama club.

Lin Yu's bicycle was also simple in style, a very ordinary black mountain bike.

He pushed the mountain bike to the south gate of Jiangcheng Media University. The security guard smiled and nodded at Lin Yu, opening the small locked gate for him.

"Xiao Lin, practicing so late again by yourself!"

Lin Yu smiled: "Yes, Uncle, you should also rest early... Oh, right, Uncle, did you see a girl dressed like a Japanese middle school student with two braids?"

He asked tentatively and received a confused shake of the head from the uncle. Lin Yu smiled and nodded slightly again.

"I was just asking, thank you, Uncle."

Lin Yu pushed his bike through the small gate and left the campus of Jiangcheng Media.

He rode his bike through Jiangcheng at night.

After passing two intersections, Lin Yu returned to his home—he was a local from Jiangcheng, and his home was not far from the Media University, so he didn't stay in the dormitory.

He quietly pushed open the door. The simple old-fashioned two-bedroom layout was very narrow, and he could see the entire house from the doorway.

Although this house was old and small, it was decorated very warmly, with green plants and potted plants everywhere. There was also a fish tank on the small coffee table in the living room.

On the dining table covered with a floral tablecloth, two plates of leftover dishes were covered with gauze nets, and the rice cooker was still on the keep-warm setting.

The photograph on the wall was taken just last year—it was shot by the entrance of Jiangcheng Media University, next to the stone bearing the school's name. A young woman with a round face, resembling Lin Yu by about seventy to eighty percent, was making a flamboyant "V" sign with one hand, while the other arm was around a young, shy Lin Yu, who stood with his head bowed nervously.

Lin Yu carefully took off his shoes, unplugged the rice cooker, and then carried his slippers back into the bedroom.

Afterward, he placed his schoolbag and clothes on the desk beside him and flopped onto the bed, exhausted.

"Hoo..."

Lying on the bed, Lin Yu fell asleep within seconds.

He slept soundly and at seven o'clock the next morning, Lin Yu opened his eyes right on time.

He walked out of his room, finished his morning routine, and came to the dining table.

The leftovers from last night had been transformed into a new plate of leftover fried rice.

There was also a label stuck next to the fried rice.

"You didn't eat dinner again last night, I'll deal with you when you get back tonight!"

A crudely drawn angry face was sketched on the label.

Lin Yu picked up the note, folded it gently, and tossed it into the wastepaper basket under the table.

Although he didn't have much of an appetite, he felt the intensity of the drawing and obediently sat down, finishing the fried rice made from stir-fried beans with meat and shredded potatoes.

Afterward, Lin Yu rode his bike to school.

Even though he was a sophomore, Lin Yu happened to have no classes today.

He arrived at school early, naturally heading straight for the drama club.

When Lin Yu arrived at the drama club's activity center, someone he expected was already standing on the stage of the activity center's theater.

The petite girl in the white T-shirt, wearing a baseball cap, was looking at a script with one hand on her hip, a black pen held in her mouth, pacing back and forth on the stage.

Hearing Lin Yu's footsteps, the petite girl didn't even look up and said cheerfully, "Yo, my dear 'top performer,' you're early today too... Not everyone's here yet, find a spot and memorize your lines."

This girl, who looked no taller than 1.5 meters, was named Shen Bingmiao. She was a junior and Lin Yu's senior schoolmate.

She was also the drama club's president, screenwriter, and director.

Seeing Shen Bingmiao, Lin Yu thought for a moment and said, "Club president, I need to ask you for a favor."

Hearing Lin Yu's words, Shen Bingmiao looked up, her eyes a little strange.

She flicked the brim of her hat and said, "This is really strange, you actually coming to me for help... What is it? My dear 'ace'."

"I need to find someone. She might be a freshman."

Lin Yu chose his words carefully.

Shen Bingmiao raised an eyebrow, "You should post this on the confession wall."

"No, first, I need her urgently, and second, I suspect she might not even be from our school," Lin Yu said calmly. "So, this isn't something just anyone can do."

Hearing Lin Yu's words, Shen Bingmiao laughed.

"I understand what you mean. This is quite a predicament—but I'll do it for you, who else but my 'ace'!"

Shen Bingmiao took the pen out of her mouth, dropped the script on the floor, and jumped off the stage in two steps.

"Let's go!"

Shen Bingmiao patted Lin Yu's arm and said cheerfully.

"Now? Aren't we waiting for rehearsal?"

"We've rehearsed many times, this last one won't make a difference... In my opinion, the lead actor's state is the most important!"

"So, I'll help you solve your problem first!"