Should I go in to take a look?
Chen Ge gripped the mallet, and his heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat. He wanted to break down the door to see what was written on the paper.
There's a post on the school forum saying that five students once entered Mu Yang High School to test their courage. They played the Pen Spirit game in the last classroom. Could the pen and paper on the table have been left behind by them?
Chen Ge thought about it and decided that it was unlikely. Based on the post, when the five students realized that there were two extra people, they were scared to the point of breaking down. They left the classroom in a hurry, and in the process, they would have knocked into the tables and chairs in the classroom. However, the tables and chairs were placed neatly; it did not look like they had been left behind.
Of course, there's the possibility that after they left, the tables and chairs might have been rearranged, or all five of them might have been swapped out, and it was five ghosts that walked out of the classroom.
With this in mind, Chen Ge put down the mallet. He felt like it was safer to leave this classroom for last.
After leaving the education block, Chen Ge headed to the hostel.
The old two-story building had few rooms. He walked around for a long time before he found an iron sign with peeling paint. The handwriting on it was unclear, but the gist of it was that girls stayed on the second floor, and boys were not allowed to enter.
"This school is really simple."
Removing his raincoat, Chen Ge wiped away the water that had seeped into his collar. He was about to walk into the dormitory when his phone vibrated. Someone was calling.
He looked at the caller ID and answered it. "Heshan?"
"Boss, I've given Senior your number. She said she'll contact you when her dad gets home."
"Okay, is there anything else?"
"It's nothing important. That Qin Guang is already on stream. Are you sure you don't want to go and watch? The actor he hired is pretending to be the killer next door, and the whole opening scene is imitating you. Even his reasoning is the same as yours. I'm too lazy to complain. "
"Just let him be. I'll be on stream in a bit, so remember to come."
"F * ck! You're going on stream! "Heshan's voice rose in excitement.
Chen Ge also felt that it was a very happy thing to have the audience looking forward to it so much. "It's been a long time since I've broadcasted. This time, I'm going to play something exciting."
There was no sound from the other end of the phone. A few seconds later, there was the sound of footsteps. Heshan seemed to have run around the bedroom in slippers. He knocked on the headboard one by one. "Wake up and watch the livestream! Today, it's going to be another deadly match! "
Heshan was very enthusiastic, but Chen Ge, who was on the other side of the phone, had a strange feeling when he heard his words.
After hanging up, Chen Ge clicked open the app. Qin Guang's Haunted House Livestream was trending on the front page. He clicked in to take a look. The other party was a team. There was a professional videographer and Qin Guang was only responsible for deduction and finding clues.
Putting everything else aside, just the quality of the livestream alone was enough to crush Chen Ge. The other party had indeed made thorough preparations.
680,000 views. If this is used to promote my Haunted House, won't the park be flooded with visitors the next day?
Livestreams and videos were Chen Ge's only means of promotion. Qin Guang's livestream also pointed out a path for Chen Ge. If he could make it big, perhaps one day, the platform would use all its resources and channels to support him.
"There's no need to rush. I'll take it slow. I'll set a small goal for myself. I'll see how I survive tonight."
Chen Ge exited Qin Guang's livestream and started his own livestream. He was in the middle of nowhere, and the signal was poor. The livestream was blurry, and sometimes, the chat would freeze.
"Even though the quality of my livestream is bad, my livestream has content. Compared to Qin Guang's, they both have their own merits …"
Since the chat was blocked, Chen Ge could not communicate with his viewers. He raised his phone to give a brief introduction of Mu Yang High School and then turned his attention away from the livestream.
After walking around the hostel for a long time without any results, Chen Ge grabbed his mallet and came to the second floor.
"The female dormitory doesn't look any different from the male dormitory."
The room was filled with textbooks and trash. When the school closed down, there were many things that had not been cleared away.
Chen Ge used his flashlight to look around patiently. When he passed the fourth dormitory, he suddenly noticed that there were four chairs in the middle of the room, and on the chairs were several pieces of white paper and a ballpoint pen.
"The paper and pen are new, and they don't fit in with the rest of the stuff in the room. They should have been added later."
This was the second time Chen Ge had seen a brand new pen and paper, and he had a feeling there was something wrong with these two things.
The rusted lock was just a decoration. Chen Ge banged on it several times, and the door opened.
A musty smell hit him. He covered his nose and mouth, walked to the chair, and looked at the white paper.
There were four white papers in total. The first one said, "When will I die?"
The second piece of paper read, "In what way will I die?"
The third piece of paper read, "Who will be the next to die?"
The fourth one was empty, and there was nothing on it.
"Is this the Pen Spirit game?"
Chen Ge rummaged through the room to see if he could find any leftover information, but it had been so long since then that many things were missing.
The search was fruitless, so Chen Ge moved his gaze back to the white papers in the middle of the room. "No one can explain the real reason behind the Pen Spirit game, but I've read some reports. They say that it is due to breathing, heartbeat, and blood flow, and that the human body will sway at any moment. For those without professional training, when their arms are suspended in the air for a long time, they will move subconsciously. This is a natural reaction of the body, and it has nothing to do with the Pen Spirit. " “
Chen Ge fixed the livestreaming phone on the bed to make sure the camera could capture him and the four chairs.
"I have to complete all four side missions at Mu Yang High School to complete the Trial Mission, so I'll start with this."
He turned to close the dormitory door. He stood alone in the room for about four minutes before sitting on the floor and grabbing the ballpoint pen.
Telling himself not to panic, Chen Ge placed the doll in front of his chest. With the pen in his right hand and the mallet in his left, he started to play the Pen Spirit game.
He thought back to how the students had played the game on the forum. He raised his arm to hold the pen vertically. The tip of the pen touched the white paper, and he closed his eyes as he started to chant, "Pen Spirit, Pen Spirit, you are my previous life, and I am your current life. If you want to come, draw a circle on the paper."
After that, Chen Ge tried to calm himself down. His hand hovered over the paper, and his body did not move.
The rain outside the window grew heavier, and the campus that was shrouded in darkness started to change.
The musty smell in the room weakened, and a cold draft that came out of nowhere caressed the white paper on the chair. Soon, Chen Ge's eyes flew open. He had felt someone grab his hand.
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