"Oww, you're squishing me to death!!" Girl Number Three squealed.
Sister Zhou and Girl Number Two hurriedly moved aside.
Girl Number Three scrambled awkwardly to her feet. Just as she was about to brush off her clothes, she suddenly spotted Lu Zhao, who had already reached the front of the Teaching Building.
"Huh? That guy looks familiar. Wait, isn't that Lu Zhao? No, his aura's wrong..." Girl Number Three widened her eyes. Forgetting to complain about Lin Yi's lack of sensitivity, she called to her two teammates first. "Sister Zhou, Sister Lizhi, is that Lu Zhao? Did something happen to him? Why does his aura feel so chaotic? He doesn't seem very alive."
Sister Zhou had naturally noticed Lu Zhao too, but unlike Girl Number Three, who was hesitant, she could tell at a glance that he was not human.
"He's already dead." Her expression immediately turned grave as she spoke. "According to our information, they entered the school yesterday. How... did he die just like that?"
Her vision seemed to dim, and her world felt as though it were crumbling-not because she and Lu Zhao had been particularly close, but because she instinctively put their own trio in his place. They were all elites in their respective organizations, yet the Realm of God, to which Lu Zhao belonged, far outstripped theirs in overall strength. If even a team as powerful as Lu Zhao's had been killed by the Campus's first encounter, didn't that mean the three of them were doomed too?
Sister Zhou's gaze flickered, and she devised a plan almost instantly. "Once an Impersonator steals an identity, it firmly believes it is Lu Zhao. We don't know how many memories this Lu Zhao retained after being replaced..."
"Why don't we engage it for a bit, treat it as