This is a Bit Too Weird!

Sending one teacher to the hospital is the same as sending two!

Might as well go all the way. Let's send that Smith's English teacher to the hospital too! A determined glint—and a murderous one—flashed in Yurouzi's eyes.

"Senior Song, is your Smith teacher a foreigner? What does he look like?" Yurouzi asked, feigning curiosity.

"That guy? He's a rigid old man, though a good teacher," Song Shuhang chuckled, tapping on the name 'Professor Smith' in the message.

A photo of a stern, meticulous British elder with perfectly combed hair popped up.

The campus network of Jiangnan University Town was a vast, independent database. With the right permissions, all student and faculty data could be accessed.

"He looks a bit stern. Does he live in the faculty apartments too?" Yurouzi asked nervously.

"Yeah, he does," Song Shuhang, not suspecting a thing, nodded and continued adding Yurouzi's ID to register for tickets.

Yurouzi gave an embarrassed smile and quietly slipped out to the balcony, donning her magical artifact again: To see a thousand miles further, ascend another floor.

Soon, she found her target.

Professor Smith was walking his pet dog along the campus river.

"Strange, is there a chill in the air?" The stern British elder suddenly shivered, feeling an inexplicable coldness, and looked around in confusion.

"Sorry, sorry. Just like that teacher Ren Shui, I'll compensate you after this is over," Yurouzi muttered to herself for a while longer, then rubbed her hands together on the golden talisman.

The campus river...

Professor Smith felt he wasn't in good form today and decided to return to his dorm to rest. "Come on, Ham. Let's go back. We need to prepare for tomorrow's class."

Saying that, Professor Smith tugged on the dog leash.

"Woof... woof!" The usually well-behaved pet dog suddenly let out a guttural growl, its eyes turning blood red.

Professor Smith felt a powerful tug on the leash. The dog, Ham, which would usually obey with a gentle pull, was now straining its neck.

Professor Smith frowned and yanked the leash harder.

"Woof!" The dog did come back, but it lunged with red eyes! Its jaws snapped open, aiming for the old man's thin leg, and bit down hard.

"Oh, NO! Help! Help me!" Professor Smith's screams echoed by the river.

Fifteen minutes later.

Jiangnan University Affiliated Hospital, a two-person ward.

Teacher Ren Shui lay in bed, his legs elevated in a rather embarrassing position. His wife held their child, a look of wry amusement on her face.

Just then, the ward door opened, and a stern British elder was wheeled in.

"Huh? Professor Smith? Weren't you supposed to cover my class tomorrow afternoon? What happened to you?" Teacher Ren Shui exclaimed in surprise.

The British elder, speaking in clear, bitten Chinese, said resentfully, "Got bitten... by Ham. Hiss My dog. The doctor said it was a bad bite, hit the bone. Hiss I have to be hospitalized. I'm going to butcher it for soup once I'm out tomorrow! Hiss..."

The stern elder was clearly heartbroken by his own dog, feeling the ungrateful beast had betrayed him. The bite was so severe, it nearly cost him his life. Soup, it must be soup!

"..." Teacher Ren Shui felt that something was very strange about today's events!

***

Meanwhile, Song Shuhang had already booked the bullet train tickets for Yurouzi.

At that moment, a new message popped up on his campus network account.

"Attention students of Class 43, Department of Mechanical Engineering, School of Mechanical Design and Manufacturing, Year 19: Due to Professor Smith's hospitalization, the university English class tomorrow afternoon is canceled. Class 43 of the School of Mechanical Design and Manufacturing will have the afternoon off. Please inform each other and make necessary arrangements! Thank you."

This message was replayed three times.

It was set to repeat every half hour, overwriting the previous message.

"..." Song Shuhang stared at the message, a million cao ni ma stampeding through his mind.

He turned to look at Yurouzi, who was beaming, and felt that something was very strange about today's events!

***

In the end, Shuhang accompanied Yurouzi to J City—because he had no reason not to.

He would never have imagined that two professors would be sent to the hospital one after another. Such a low probability event, akin to winning the lottery, had happened to him? Because of the tragic fate of the two unfortunate professors, he had a whole day off tomorrow. And under Yurouzi's excited gaze, he booked the bullet train tickets to J City.

The ticket numbers were consecutive to Yurouzi's, so they would be sitting next to each other.

"By the way, Yurouzi, are the two professors being hospitalized consecutively a coincidence?" Shuhang stared intently at Yurouzi, not blinking. This was his ultimate move, to kill with his eyes and pressure the enemy with his aura. When stared at directly, liars tend to become uncomfortable.

Everything that happened today was too coincidental. One professor was hospitalized, and the other, who took over his class, was hospitalized less than three minutes later. What kind of melodramatic plot was this?

Shuhang considered himself too old for fantasies. His dreams of martial arts heroes and immortals had long faded from his life. But now, he genuinely suspected if Yurouzi possessed some special ability to send two professors to the hospital?

His imagination even ran wild in a darker direction—was this girl actually the daughter of some terrifying dark force, like in the movies, with a hidden group of people ready to fulfill her every wish? And because she wanted him to accompany her to J City tomorrow, her hidden subordinates cruelly sent the two professors to the hospital?

Under Song Shuhang's intense gaze, Yurouzi remained calm. "How could that be? I'm not the kind of person who would do such things! Senior Song, you have to believe me!"

Her eyes were as pure and clear as untouched sacred lake water, but... what was with that "I" speech pattern?

Fortunately, Shuhang didn't dwell on the topic. He was just speaking his mind, asking casually.

"We'll leave around 3:10 PM and should reach Jiangnan University Town station by 3:30. We still have some time, so why don't you try to find as much information as possible online about the 'Ghost Lantern Temple'? I'll go buy us some lunch. Anything you dislike?" Song Shuhang asked.

"No, I can eat anything," Yurouzi replied. At this moment, to hide her unease, she would have swallowed even her most hated green peppers in one go!

"Then you focus on finding Ghost Lantern Temple, I'll be right back. If my roommates happen to return, just say you're my friend," Song Shuhang waved his hand.

After Song Shuhang left, Yurouzi felt guilty, shrinking back to the computer to continue searching for all the temples in J City's Luoxin Street, cross-referencing them one by one.

***

June 2nd, 3:00 PM.

Song Shuhang's three roommates had already received notifications within the campus network, so they weren't returning to the dorms today.

"Yurouzi, we're leaving," Song Shuhang called out.

"Coming!" Yurouzi stood up from the computer, dejected.

She had searched for a long time but still found no information about Ghost Lantern Temple. And Northern River Loose Cultivator hadn't been online all afternoon for some reason.

Song Shuhang sorted the items he bought from Foodie Paradise into the refrigerator and left a simple note for his three roommates, indicating there was food in the fridge for them to help themselves.

He brought a shoulder bag for this trip, containing his phone, charger, and power bank. He didn't know how long they'd be out, and it would be troublesome if his phone died.

Yurouzi pulled her large suitcase and followed behind Song Shuhang.

Seeing her dejected expression, Song Shuhang asked, "Didn't find anything about Ghost Lantern Temple?"

"No news at all. I don't know if it was renamed or demolished. We'll have to go to J City and ask the locals there," Yurouzi said glumly.

"The ship will naturally find its course when it reaches the bridge. Let's go first," Song Shuhang replied.

They talked as they walked and took the elevator down.

At 3:00 PM, the dormitory building began to fill up as students from various departments who were semi-commuters started returning to campus.

"Hey Ahang, where are you off to?" a classmate of Song Shuhang called out, waving. Soon, their attention was immediately drawn to Yurouzi behind Song Shuhang – what a tall and beautiful woman!