Xuan Haoran walked slowly up the stairs leading to the third floor.
The staircase was long. Even at his deceptively unhurried pace, it would take him about ten minutes to reach the top.
Normally, he could use Future Foresight to see the scenery on the third floor twenty seconds before anyone else. But for some reason, with every step he took, an invisible string in his mind seemed to twang.
His instincts were screaming warnings.
It was as if something up there would drive an ordinary person mad at a single glance!
"Phew—"
Out of sight of the livestream equipment, Xuan Haoran took a deep breath and muttered under his breath:
"This is gonna cost extra!"
Soon, he had covered most of the spiral staircase leading to the third floor. In another ten seconds, he would be able to see it with his own eyes.
But when he reached this point, Xuan Haoran's steps halted again.
With his back to the audience, he steeled himself once more.
The sight left the audience intensely curious.
What exactly was in the future Xuan Haoran saw twenty seconds from now?
Was the mastermind who had corrupted the entire pagoda guarding the floor in person?
Or was there some danger even more perilous than being besieged by a hundred and sixty members of the School Team?
At last, under everyone's watchful gaze, Xuan Haoran gritted his teeth and climbed again, soon stepping onto the third floor.
Twenty seconds later, the livestream appeared on the giant screen outside the pagoda.
For some reason, though, the footage transmitted by the livestream equipment was distorted. White static specks appeared onscreen from time to time, and the image intermittently cut to black or jumped to another frame. The audio crackled as well, as if something were interfering with