Teaching Building with a Sudden Change in Style

Under the dark night sky, Feng Xue stood Teaching Building, her expression slightly subtle.

Looking from the dormitory building, which is no more than 300 meters away, this Teaching Building looks no different from others except for the faint, eerie green flames. But when he crossed the deserted playground and arrived at the foot of the Teaching Building, the scene reflected in his eyes was completely different.

In fact, this Ghost School's ability to conceal itself is extremely exaggerated, especially during the day. Even though Feng Xue applied the enhanced Ox Tear, everything she saw was still perfectly normal. Students were students, and teachers were teachers. If it weren't for the occasional supernatural attacks, it would be virtually impossible to tell the difference between it and a normal school.

But at this moment, what he saw was a completely different scene—

The three-story Teaching Building, which was originally covered with white tiles, now looked as if it were made of bones. Hanging ropes extended from the windows, with corpses that had become mummies or skeletons hanging from them.

The gate still looks the same, but the texture of the anti-slip mat at the entrance has changed slightly. Upon closer inspection, you'll realize that it's not a carpet at all, but rather a patchwork of Human Skin!

"Goodness, at least it's starting to feel like Ghost School."

Feng Xue casually tore open the salt that appeared, grabbed a handful, and threw it forward. The salt, which had been "sanctified" by Make the Best Use of Everything power, was sprinkled out with purifying force. But unexpectedly, after colliding with those buildings that looked like the underworld, the salt was like randomly scattered dust, and no change occurred.

The purification ability above neither neutralized the foul air nor collapsed; instead, it maintained the status quo, resulting in nothing happening.

"This is interesting. Is there some kind of immunity to purification in the rules or settings of this Weird Tale, or is everything we're seeing just an illusion?"

Feng Xue casually tossed the remaining salt aside and strode into the Teaching Building. Although her movements were swaggering, she made no sound.

For tonight's operation, he donned the Boots of Silence, a style he hadn't worn in a long time. Not for the subtle silence that could be masked by his presence, but for its side effects—

It was "damaged" after being attacked.

This means losing some of the speed bonus effect.

Passing through the entrance, Feng Xue stepped into the classroom area, but as soon as he entered the corridor, a powerful pressure instantly acted upon him.

"How can it make me feel pressure? How heavy must it be?"

Feng Xue checked the status of the Boots of Silence and found that they were still providing a speed boost, which meant that this pressure did not seem to be an attack.

As they continued walking in, Feng Xue suddenly yawned for no apparent reason.

"What's going on?" Acting on instinct, Feng Xue covered her mouth, then suddenly realized something—

Although he still retains some human habits, he is not actually human now. Even if he gets tired, experiences mental stress, and desires rest, he will never feel sleepy.

He shouldn't have the ability to yawn (of course, it's okay to yawn intentionally to ease embarrassment or to fake it).

Fatigue, drowsiness, headache...

One negative feeling after another began to appear, and Feng Xue felt as if her whole body was rusty, exuding a rotten smell.

Of course, this is just a feeling. Putting aside his bunch of Horizontal Training Cultivation Method, the [Iron-Blooded Tough Guy] ability alone would allow him to run at his peak speed with his tongue even while paralyzed from the waist down.

In contrast, he was more concerned about where these forces came from.

"From the outside, no Trait or Tag appear on the Teaching Building, which means that the Teaching Building, at least its outer shell, is not Phantom Object. So where is the Phantom Object?"

Using his power to ignore all the negative effects on his body, Feng Xue stared wide-eyed as he looked around. Although the atmosphere had become much more sinister, he still couldn't find it...

"Etc!"

Feng Xue suddenly stopped in his tracks. Just now, he seemed to have seen a line of text flash by.

She immediately turned her head, and through the glass window—which looked as if someone had tossed a blood pack onto it— Feng Xue saw a few strings of words through the barely transparent pane.

[Inspirational], [Motivational]...

"Are there Phantom Object in the classroom?"

Feng Xue stretched out her gloved hand, pressed it against the seam between the two windows, and with a slight pull, the window, which was locked from the inside, was easily opened.

"The windows in these old classrooms are the easiest to open." Reminiscing about her student days, Feng Xue opened the window and jumped into the classroom, instantly falling silent.

Because the source of those elements was a slogan hanging at the back of the classroom—

"The moment their eyes open, the competition begins."

Name: Phantom Object & Inspirational Slogan

Elements: [Inspirational], [Motivational], [Encouraging], [Outrageous]

Brief introduction: A slogan that can be seen everywhere in a senior high school class; more than just motivation, it's an attitude.

Note: This is not an exaggeration!

"I'm very curious about what this thing is actually used for."

Feng Xue looked at the Phantom Object with a very subtle expression. Although it was indeed a Phantom Object, he found it hard to understand what use it could have besides being indestructible.

"No, we can't think of it that way. Let's look at it from another angle. Under what circumstances would a slogan become Phantom Object?"

Feng Xue frowned. The formation of the Phantom Object in the Infinite City, whether through the construction of power, the creation of Tag, or natural formation, can basically be summarized as "infusing the False Thing with a large amount of [consciousness]". Even his Golden Finger is essentially just a more precise use of [consciousness] to infuse it.

Feng Xue, vaguely sensing something, looked at the desks that seemed to be soaked in blood, with bone fragments and minced flesh visible, and fell silent for a moment. She ignored the other classrooms along the way and ran towards the Copy Room where she had printed her notes.

Compared to classrooms that can be opened at will, the Copy Room is much better protected against theft, but for Feng Xue, it's something that can be easily solved with just two strands of hair.

However, contrary to his expectations, everything in the Copy Room was actually quite normal.

While normalcy is to be expected, the fact that the Copy Room maintained its normal atmosphere on a night when the entire school had turned into a ghostly scene was quite peculiar.

Especially considering that this Copy Room was piled high with Phantom Object—

Yes, on the table in the Copy Room, the densely packed text was piled up so high it looked like it was about to burst through the paper!

"So many Phantom Object? Don't tell me this stuff was printed with a regular printing press!"

I don't know why, but my computer gets incredibly slow when I download things. The CPU and memory are both healthy, and the temperature isn't high, but it just keeps lagging. Even Notepad is lagging... If I hadn't just gotten a new computer, I would have suspected that this thing is single-threaded.