The Special Nature of Four-Star Scenes

"The first floor has Teacher Bai, the second has Red-Clothed, and the third has a group of invisible monsters. What's on the fourth floor?"

Chen Ge stood alone in the corridor, not daring to breathe too heavily. His pupils had shrunk to pinpoints, and every muscle in his body was tense.

"Since I'm here, I might as well take a look."

He moved forward, his figure slowly swallowed by the darkness.

The only light in the dim corridor came from the elevator display. Its bright red numbers looked like a smiley face slashed open by a knife, unable to heal and doomed to smile through the pain forever.

"Creak..."

After walking a few steps, Chen Ge spotted another art-related room: the Model Storage Room.

The door wasn't fully shut, leaving a narrow gap, as if someone were crouched behind it, peeking out.

Chen Ge slowly pushed open the Wood Door. The sight inside was rather strange.

There was no experimental equipment, only a number of upright white sheets. They gave the impression that people were standing in the room with white cloth draped over them.

"What's this?"

Chen Ge strode closer and removed the sheet nearest to him. He wanted to see what lay beneath it, but he was also afraid it might be dangerous. He had no choice but to take a risky approach and strike first, before whatever was under there could react.

The white sheet slipped away, revealing a human sculpture that had been skinned.

"This material doesn't look like plaster or synthetic rubber." Chen Ge frowned slightly. Beneath the sheet was a skinless human model.

Its muscles were tensed as if exerting force, and veins wound across and through the flesh. It was so lifelike that every detail had been faithfully reproduced.

"Do the art students