Chapter 3

The reflection in the mirror is just an image, an illusion. Whatever the original does, the reflection will do the same; it’s impossible for the reflection to act differently.

But now, this principle has been broken.

The "self" in the mirror stared intently, clearly smiling, yet it made him shudder, a chill spreading from his feet to the top of his head.

It was no different from every "reflection" in his dreams that wanted to kill him.

How bizarre!

Even though his mental state had long surpassed his age, he still felt a chill all over.

After a few deep breaths, Yang Yi quickly calmed down.

No matter how nervous he was, he couldn’t panic; otherwise, he would be the one to die.

This was a skill he had acquired after experiencing over a thousand nightmares...

He could temporarily block out fear and all negative emotions, entering a state of utmost clarity and advantage.

Looking again.

The reflection in the mirror was no longer acting strangely, showing no difference from him, as if the smile he saw earlier was just an illusion.

Narrowing his eyes, he observed carefully and indeed noticed something amiss.

The figure in the mirror, though identical to him, seemed to have dots of light flickering on its head and body, similar to the infrared of a sniper scope, but much weaker.

If not for careful observation, he wouldn’t have noticed at all.

"360 on the head, 720 on the torso and limbs, a total of 1080..."

It matched the number of nightmares exactly!

Could it be... the mirrors that had entered his body?

Could they only be reflected by the mirrors in the air?

And over the past three years, every "self" he had slain was just a reflection from these mirrors?

If even a small mirror was this terrifying, how powerful would the reflection in the air be?

If they met in a dream, they probably wouldn’t stop until he was dead!

"Looks like it’s best not to sleep until I find a solution..."

At this moment, Yang Yi felt a heavy sense of oppression.

"Quick, look at this post..."

Just then, someone shouted, and a link appeared in the class group.

Yang Yi stopped his wild thoughts, took out his Huaqiangbei phone, and clicked on the link, which forced the Bihu app to open, revealing an article.

"Thanks for the invite. I’m in the toilet, just got off the toilet."

"I’m sure everyone knows that a huge mirror has appeared in the sky. According to the information I have, it’s not just one city; the capital, Shanghai, Tianfu, and Yudu all have it. Even the United States, which is still in the dark, has a huge mirror floating in the sky."

"It’s as if the entire planet is surrounded by a mirror."

"So, it’s not a mirage. A mirage can also show a city, but you need to look at it horizontally, not from directly above..."

He quickly finished reading.

The author ruled out the possibility of a mirage but couldn’t explain what it was.

However, he stated a few points.

First, the mirror could be seen everywhere in the country and even the world, with no difference.

Second, it didn’t affect the takeoff of planes or the launch of rockets.

Third, it didn’t block sunlight or act like a membrane to warm the Earth.

In short, no one knew where this thing came from or what its purpose was. The comments were all wild guesses.

The shock and noise lasted for over an hour, but when it became clear that it didn’t significantly impact daily life, the teachers and students returned to the classroom.

Of course, whether they could focus on studying was another matter.

Yang Yi, for one, was restless and couldn’t concentrate. During breaks, he went to the playground a few times and could still see his reflection, but the reflection didn’t smile; it just mirrored his actions.

Just as everyone began to accept the situation, some unexpected events quickly shattered the calm.

During the first evening self-study session.

The air-raid siren suddenly sounded. Through the windows, they could see police, riot police, and even firefighters flooding the streets, bustling about, and amidst the chaos, gunshots rang out.

"Students, the police are conducting an emergency drill. From now until the end of school, no one is allowed to leave the classroom!"

Teacher Li Jingyong entered the classroom.

Yang Yi was speechless.

He definitely didn’t believe it, and few students did either. However, from the teacher’s expression, it seemed he didn’t know what was really happening either.

Boom!

Ten minutes later, a massive explosion shook the ground. A building less than 500 meters from the school suddenly caught fire, the flames lighting up half the sky.

The mirror in the sky also reflected the flames, corresponding to the ground, creating an eerie scene.

"Drill? You’re kidding, right?"

Someone muttered.

Seventeen- or eighteen-year-old hearts are restless. In such a situation, who could focus on studying?

"I think... even ghosts wouldn’t believe it! Ghosts aren’t stupid!" someone replied.

"Alright, I know what you’re thinking!"

Seeing the increasing noise, Teacher Li Jingyong thought for a moment and said, "Though we don’t know what’s happening, we can guess! It’s probably because some people think the world is ending and want to do illegal things. Not letting you out is to protect you from those criminals!"

Everyone understood.

This explanation seemed to fit the current situation.

Though it seemed fine now, who could guarantee that the world wouldn’t end?

Knowing that life was on a countdown, some people would surely act on their desires and do things they normally wouldn’t dare to.

That’s human nature.

You can believe it, but you can’t test it.

So, most students believed this explanation, except for Yang Yi, who frowned.

An increase in crime was understandable, but... all the police being mobilized and a building catching fire seemed unlikely!

After all, China is a country with strict gun control. Even with strong desires, without weapons, it would be easy to suppress. The current commotion was clearly beyond that.

He had "killed" before... he knew how fragile life could be for trained individuals.

Looking out again, within a few minutes, other buildings also had incidents, and the gunshots became more frequent, suggesting the involvement of the military.

Even armored vehicles appeared.

If it were just ordinary crime... they wouldn’t need this much force, right?

It was getting stranger. Yang Yi looked up at the mirror in the sky again. Though it was dark, the smooth, flat streets were still visible thanks to the reflected lights.

Even the school building was clearly visible.

"I wonder if I can see myself from here..."

Yang Yi became curious.

Previously, he had to go to the playground, but now that the school building was visible, he wondered if he could see himself from the window.

Looking at the inverted floors in the sky.

After a while, he indeed saw a figure sitting by the window.

Yang Yi smiled slightly, about to observe if the reflection had any other actions, when he noticed a hand suddenly reaching out from the mirror where he was.

Then, a figure struggled to emerge, revealing a face with a prominent forehead.

"Zhang Xianweng?" Yang Yi’s pupils contracted.

The face in the mirror... was his best friend and desk mate!

His vision blurred, and the face disappeared.

His body stiffened, and he turned his head.

Zhang Zhen was sitting behind him, staring intently, his slightly pale eyes filled with cruelty and coldness.

Whoosh!

A pair of large hands reached straight for his neck, choking him.

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