"I felt it too-did something invisible and dirty come up here?" the Athlete Student beside him said.
Their exchange left the Athlete Students training nearby rubbing their goosebump-covered arms. "Stop talking nonsense! I don't believe in ghosts!"
"Neither do I! But that feeling was just too real-"
"Could our perception be wrong?"
"What the hell would someone from the Physical Education Department know about perception? Don't make me laugh."
They traded remarks but could reach no conclusion. All they could do was look suspiciously toward the place where the feeling had disappeared, then turn their attention away in frustration.
Mao Feiyang and Kuai Hongji were right there, but with a little trick, Mao Feiyang had directly overwritten reality, easily keeping them out of the Athlete Students' sight.
After all, in these troubled times, any disturbance could cause unnecessary trouble. The only person the Athlete Students knew was Lin Yi. For two "strangers" like them, appearing without warning on the Gymnasium's third floor, where normal people were forbidden to set foot, could easily get them attacked by the Athlete Students.
Making their way deeper into the Gymnasium's third floor, the two soon reached the end of a Covered Corridor.
It was the end of the Covered Corridor, but a door had been drawn on the wall, with a word above its frame: "Infirmary."
"Here we are." Mao Feiyang looked at Kuai Hongji with a mocking smile.
A rare trace of helplessness appeared on Kuai Hongji's perpetually sinister face. He reached out and gently knocked on the Portal drawn on the wall.
Knock, knock!
An aged but kindly voice came from behind the drawn door. "Who is it?"
Kuai Hongji fell silent for a while. Only after Mao Feiyang elbowed him in the side did he slowly speak, his voice somewhat less