Chapter 52: Ye Shangyu (1/2)

“Another person died.”

In the lodge near the school, Ye Shangyu said, “Today at 7 AM, a student named Deng Fei called the police. He said that his roommate disappeared last night.”

“The missing student is called Du Han. Deng Fei woke up at 6:30 AM and got out of bed, only to see that Du Han’s quilt was in disarray. All of his outer clothes and shoes were all there, yet Du Han’s pajamas were nowhere to be found. Besides that, the dustpan was placed on the bathroom sink while Du Han’s slippers were also messily placed near the sink as if he was moving around the room last night. According to Deng Fei, before Du Han disappeared, he mentioned a ghost story about ‘an extra person in the dorm room.’”

“An extra person… that’s archive 12.”

Bai Yan said, but no one responded.

He shot a glance at Luo Xing, who was laying his head on his pillow, sleeping soundly.

Because his sleeping posture was wrong, his stomach slightly moved up and down, while his cheeks revealed a shallow dimple as sparkling saliva dripped down the sides of his mouth.

Luo Xing went to bed at 4 AM last night. He slept on his bed before getting up, which was a habit of high school students who studied at night, only getting around three hours of sleep.

“While writing this archive, the president was a human, and was no doubt on the humans’ side. But, he has already been long dead. We only managed to get our hands on the archives after he died. And, who knows if the ghost version of the president tampered with its contents?”

“That makes sense. The new ghost stories were also his doing. If I were a ghost, I would have altered the way to survive, or else we would have completely depended on the archives to clear the level, which would be far too easy.”

Bai Yan put down the archive and lowered his head as he muttered, “Right now, we’ve discovered two ghost stories, so there’s only three remaining. The two NPCs already helped us clearing those, but we don’t know if this will be the case for the next ones…”

“Impossible, I already tried it earlier.” Ye Shangyu cut him off, “This morning, I asked my roommate to open the post, but she simply couldn’t open it. The app wouldn’t let us clear the game that easily. Obviously, the last three ghost stories are specifically set aside for the three players. One for each of us, so no one can escape.”

“Oh, as expected.” Bai Yan exhaled lightly, also understanding the app’s pissy nature.

If it were this easy to clear the level, there wouldn’t be that many people cursing the app in the forum.

Seeing that Luo Xing was still asleep, Bai Yan opened his phone and stared blankly at the ‘Real Ghost Stories’ post.

Now, there was a more pressing matter before them, which was that the NPCs clearly won’t be participating in the next few stories.

Because they didn’t know what exactly happened to the two NPCs, they can’t know for sure if the ways to survive in the archive were trustworthy.

In that case, the first player to take part in the ghost story had the most formidable task, as well as the most dangerous one.

Bai Yan casually raised his head and looked at Ye Shangyu, only to see that Ye Shangyu was also intently looking at him.

The two had ideas that were as devious as the ghosts. In the end, it was Ye Shangyu that first said, “You going?”

“Ladies first.”

“‘Ladies first’ doesn’t apply in this situation. In any case, you’re also a man, so you should show your gentleman’s manners.”

“Haha.”

Seeing that Bai Yan wasn’t eating this up, Ye Shangyu was not upset. She looked at Bai Yan in the eye and laughed loudly, “Bai Yan, there’s no need for this. In fact, I know who you are.”

“Oh?”

“You’ve never seen me before, but I know you very well. I’ll talk about the thing you don’t want people to know about. Your friend, whose surname was Wang, was a nice person who has been featured in the news a lot.”

Bai Yan’s eyes quickly darkened.

“If this isn’t enough, I’ll add some more. Your hair wasn’t originally this color, right?”

“Let’s go out and have a chat.”

Bai Yan said with an expressionless face.

“Okay, let’s go out and chat.” Ye Shangyu’s smile dwindled into nothing as she coldly placed her laptop on the bed and stood up.

The two left the dreaming Luo Xing, who smacked his wet lips in his sleep, and quietly closed the room’s door.

In the corridor, Bai Yan was staring at Ye Shangyu, his expression indescribable, “Are you threatening me?”

“How could I dare.” Ye Shangyu plainly shook her head, using her forefinger to tap the side of her forehead and saying, “I know you have a problem up here and have already gone through many psychiatrists. But, according to web forums’ claims, your illness has no cure. And, I wouldn’t dare provoke a mentally ill person.”

Hearing Ye Shangyu speak bluntly about his mental illness, contrary to how one might react, Bai Yan calmed himself down, the agitation in his heart also melting away.

If it was a simple threat against him, it was unlikely for Ye Shangyu to also go this far. Bai Yan could sense that Ye Shangyu was not trying to infuriate him, rather, she had some other objective.

“Just say what you need to say.”