Chapter 5

Zhou Zheng's roar startled everyone in the classroom.

Despite being shocked by this sudden turn of events, survival is an instinct for every living being.

"Those who want to live, follow me."

Fang Jing roared first, then led the way, dashing out at an extremely fast speed, heading straight for the back door of the classroom.

They were on the fifth floor, and to leave the school, they had to go down. If they were on the second or first floor, he would have jumped out the window without hesitation.

But jumping from the fifth floor would be no different from suicide.

Fang Jing's escape had a strong mobilizing effect, and the others, almost instinctively, followed him out of the classroom.

Yang Jian did not hesitate either and immediately left the place.

He had a premonition that Zhou Zheng might not be able to hold off that old man for long.

"Boom..."

The ground, which had been eroded, collapsed under the weight of many people, and several students fell directly.

"Zhang Wei, Miao Xiaoshan."

Yang Jian was startled and quickly avoided the collapsed area.

"Damn, I'm fine, the hell, who pushed me just now, I'm going to sue him for attempted murder." Zhang Wei rubbed his buttocks, wincing in pain.

Fortunately, they only fell to the classroom below, a height of about three meters, which wouldn't kill anyone.

But when Zhang Wei turned his head to look at the others who had fallen, his eyelids twitched.

A person lay on the ground, eyes wide open, with blood gushing from their neck, making gurgling sounds, seemingly still alive. Yang Jian saw a blood-stained rebar piercing through her neck.

It was Su Lei!

She was a female classmate with excellent grades and a pretty appearance, and had many admirers outside of school. She never expected such an accident to happen.

With such severe injuries, even an ambulance would be too late, let alone in the current situation.

"You all get up and leave quickly, don't waste time."

Yang Jian shouted and then left without further concern for others.

"Yang Jian, I was going to leave this place anyway... damn, you're running, don't ever ask me for resources again." Zhang Wei cursed.

At this moment, the students were like a group of frightened rabbits, rushing out of the classroom and down the stairs.

"Can we leave this place unscathed?"

Yang Jian was uneasy, the image of the old man in black, covered in corpse spots, kept haunting his mind.

If the old man is really a ghost, can Zhou Zheng handle it?

He said ghosts can't be killed.

Only a ghost can handle a ghost.

Wait... could Zhou Zheng be a ghost too?

Instantly, Yang Jian felt his scalp tingle and his body chill.

Did I just listen to a ghost's lecture?

What's happening to this world?

But outside the classroom corridor, Zhou Zheng was still trying to hold back the old man, preventing him from using the Ghost Domain again.

Once the Ghost Domain reappears, as long as the students are still inside, they won't be able to leave alive, even if they leave the classroom.

However, the terror of the old man in black exceeded his imagination, and he had no idea how long he could hold on.

The students were now frantically running down the stairs, like a group of frightened rabbits.

One floor, two floors, three floors...

It seemed that the hope of leaving this place was just ahead.

But just as Fang Jing reached the middle of the stairs, a faint buzzing sound suddenly rang out, and the lights in the stairwell instantly went out, plunging the entire stairwell into darkness.

The darkness was so thick that one couldn't see their hand in front of their face, and even through the windows, not a single ray of light could be seen.

"Ah~!"

When the lights went out, a female student screamed in fear.

"Damn, has Zhou Zheng reached his limit? Has the Ghost Domain reappeared? What level of ghost is that old man, really terrifying."

Cold sweat broke out on Fang Jing's face. In the darkness, he didn't dare to stay for long and turned back to shout, "Everyone, keep moving, don't stop."

He actually didn't want to save these people, but he couldn't let them die in the Ghost Domain.

Otherwise, the Ghost Domain would become even more terrifying.

Feeling their way down the stairs, it wasn't difficult for them, as they were familiar with the environment.

But as they continued down, Fang Jing suddenly stopped, sensing something was wrong.

Not only him, but Yang Jian also noticed the anomaly. He was tense, realizing that the stairs they had walked down seemed to be more than five floors... and there were still stairs ahead.

"Everyone, stop. Don't move."

When Fang Jing stopped, the others instinctively followed suit.

In this situation, he seemed to be the backbone of the group, being calm amidst the confusion.

"Fang Jing, what's wrong? Why aren't you moving?" a female student asked, trembling.

"I'm not moving, but I'm not staying here to die."

A male student, driven by fear, continued forward and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Fang Jing, don't mess with us, it could cost lives."

Some stopped, their voices trembling.

"Keep moving, from the fifth floor to here, haven't you counted how many floors you've walked down?" Fang Jing shouted.

"Who would count in a panic?"

In a panic, one wouldn't pay attention to such details, not everyone has a calm mind.

At this moment, Yang Jian paused and said, "Before the lights went out, we were on the third floor, heading to the second floor. But when the lights went out, we were just one floor away from getting out. Since then, we've walked down at least three, maybe four floors, which means we're underground."

"But this building doesn't have a basement."

"Damn, Yang Jian, don't say such terrifying things, this is no time for it." Someone in the darkness replied.

"What do we do now, keep moving or not?"

"Should we try going down a few more floors? Maybe Yang Jian made a mistake."

As they discussed, a faint light suddenly appeared in the darkness, a female student trembling and turning on her phone's flashlight.

The phone still worked?

Everyone was pleasantly surprised and quickly took out their phones to turn on the lights.

Immediately, over a dozen lights lit up, but compared to the number of students in the class, it was far too few. Had the others scattered?

Moreover, the light was not as strong as usual, as if being pushed back by the surrounding darkness, only illuminating a meter or so ahead.

Beyond that, it was a thick, ink-like darkness.

This darkness was so oppressive that it made it hard to breathe, as if one could get lost in it at any moment.

"Keep moving forward."

Fang Jing gritted his teeth; he had no other choice.

This was not something that could be resisted by individual strength. He could only pray that Zhou Zheng was still alive and could hold off the ghost a bit longer, breaking the Ghost Domain.

Otherwise... everyone might be lost in the Ghost Domain forever, never able to leave.

They continued down the stairs.

This time, not only Fang Jing, but many students started counting the floors.

One floor, two floors, three floors...

The more they counted, the more panicked they became. When they reached the fifth floor and saw that the stairs still hadn't ended, everyone stopped, their feet turning cold, and fear appeared on every face. Some female students had already broken down, sitting on the ground and crying.

"Already five floors."

"I counted five floors too, this is it, we can't get out."

"Ghost wall, it must be a ghost wall..."

For a moment, everyone was at a loss.

Fang Jing's face was particularly grim, he didn't dare to move forward. Was he going to die here, in this place, without a fight?

"Yang Jian, you're not dead, right?"

Suddenly, he shouted with a fierce tone.

"Fang Jing, I haven't wronged you, don't curse me to death." Yang Jian's face turned cold.

Fang Jing turned around, pushed through the crowd, and grabbed Yang Jian's collar, saying viciously, "Since you're not dead, lead the way. If it were you, you could definitely get out alive. With your potential, you won't die in this place."

Yang Jian replied, "You know more than me, if you can't get out, what can I do?"

"You must know something, damn it, will you speak or not?" Fang Jing's face was twisted.

He was at a dead end and could only pin his hopes on Yang Jian. If this Yang Jian could grow to the level he was supposed to, he wouldn't die here.

He had already started paying attention to this Yang Jian.

In a short time, he analyzed the pattern of the ghost knocking on the door and clearly counted the number of floors while escaping.

There was no doubt that this was a person with an extremely terrifying adaptability.

Ordinary people, when faced with a Ghost Domain and a powerful ghost, would be terrified and lose their minds. How could they remain as calm as him?

This was a talent.

In normal times, this talent was useless, and even if one had it, they might never use it. But in a world that had changed, this talent could increase the chances of survival. If one could become a ghost tamer, this talent would give them a significant advantage when dealing with ghosts.

"Fang Jing, asking me won't help. I'm also encountering this situation for the first time. If I had a way out, I wouldn't be here. Staying here for even a second could mean encountering that thing. Do you think I want to die?" Yang Jian said.

Fang Jing was startled, realizing that Yang Jian was still a newcomer who knew nothing.

He felt a bit ridiculous, actually seeking help from him at this moment.

Was it the influence of the future Yang Jian on himself?

"Fang, Fang Jing, it's not good, look..." Suddenly, a student trembled and pointed at the toilet door.

There was a toilet between the third and second floors of the teaching building.

"Damn, we're still on the second floor, this is really it."

"No, not that, look behind the door, there seems to be a figure." The student trembled and raised his phone to shine a light.

Everyone was frightened and stepped back.

In the glass window of the toilet door, a tall, blurry figure appeared in the light.

"Who, who is in there?" Someone mustered the courage to shout.

Hope it's a classmate.

"Screech~!"

A long, drawn-out sound of a door opening, and a pale arm extended from the dark toilet, slowly pushing the door open.

"It's not a person, it's another ghost."

Fang Jing's eyes suddenly narrowed, but then he showed a fierce look.

"Since you know nothing, go to your death."

With all his strength, he grabbed Yang Jian and pushed him forcefully towards the endless darkness of the toilet, planning to use his life to temporarily hold off the new ghost.