CHAPTER 105: CHAPTER 105: MIRROR

Li Ang’s footsteps faltered imperceptibly as he stepped out of the school gate. He glanced at the surrounding students and parents, whose expressions were normal, took a deep breath, and squeezed through the crowd.

[Task Type: Script Task (Team)]

[Task Name: Campus Past]

[Task Objective: By 19:00 tonight, remain alone in front of the mirror in the sealed washroom, waiting for teleportation.]

[Task Reward: Will be announced upon receiving the next task prompt.]

[Failure Penalty: Erasure]

This task, like the one in the mall, did not directly reveal the task objective or the reward.

If last time Li Ang could collect some key data regarding Longheng Mall, then this time the task was a complete shot in the dark.

The only two pieces of information available for analysis are ’Campus Past’ and ’the mirror in the sealed washroom.’

Li Ang mounted his bicycle and rode in the direction of his home, musing to himself,

Past refers to things that have happened before, but which school could it be? Could it be the Experimental Middle School of Yin City? Or a school in another area, or even in another time and space? Remaining alone in front of the mirror in the sealed washroom sounds a lot like those supernatural games in urban legends. I could perhaps start from a religious and occult perspective and collect some data on related rituals.

Li Ang didn’t go straight home but first went to a public restroom to change his appearance. Dressed as a tall and thin young man, he then went to a furniture store and bought six medium-sized floor mirrors often used in clothing stores. He tied them together and placed them on the rear seat of his bicycle.

Riding with the floor mirrors, he zigzagged through Yin City and, in an area not covered by surveillance, stashed all the mirrors into his backpack before changing back in the restroom and cycling home.

After arriving home, Li Ang sat down at his computer and contacted the information broker known as "Mule," commissioning him to collect some data on mystical rituals and some similar task briefings.

Mule accepted the commission. "Roughly 100 Game Coins."

The tasks in the Kill Room game were varied and had numerous methods of clearing them. Each player’s experience of completing a task was highly valuable research material.

Many players would summarize and compile their task briefings after completion (of course, omitting their own relevant information) and sell the package to strategy groups or information brokers.

Whenever another player received a script task and wanted to review strategies or find ideas to break the game, they had to contact a strategy group or an information broker to make a purchase.

As for the price, it was determined based on the level of the player who had completed the task at the time.

The higher the difficulty, the higher the price.

Li Ang, who possessed a fortune of over 4,000 Game Currency, didn’t even blink an eye as he sent a 50 Game Coin deposit to Mule. While waiting for Mule to send the files, he began searching for information on the Experimental Middle School of Yin City.

The Experimental Middle School was where he studied and was the closest place to his real identity.

If the scenario of the script task was indeed set in the Experimental Middle School of Yin City, then he must be extremely cautious around the "teammates" he would encounter in the task and must never reveal his true identity.

Li Ang found quite a lot of information related to the Experimental Middle School. At 6:15 PM, he received the files from Mule.

He read quickly, taking in ten lines at a glance, and by 6:45 PM, he began to organize his equipment, dressing in S.W.A.T. operative gear, and entered the bathroom at home.

Since the task required him to "remain alone," Li Ang had Chai Cuiqiao climb into the black umbrella and then put the black umbrella into his inventory slot while he locked the bathroom door from the inside.

The light in the washroom was pale and desolate,

and the slightly humid air was permeated with the faint scent of air freshener.

Li Ang scrutinized himself in the mirror—hmm, those melancholic eyes, sparse stubble, an alluringly dangerous yet cold smile—it was definitely him.

I look so handsome.

Fifteen minutes slowly trickled by, and during that time, nothing like "sudden bleeding from all seven orifices in the mirror reflection" happened.

He only blinked, and when he opened his eyes again, Li Ang stood on a spacious and desolate playground.

A touch of setting sun hung in the sky, with red twilight enveloping the earth, yet it failed to bring any warmth. Instead, it cast an indescribably bleak and somber atmosphere over everything.

The grass in the middle of the playground was withered and yellow, overgrown with weeds. From where Li Ang stood, he could see two academic buildings and a student dormitory.

Judging from the layout alone, this is not the Experimental Middle School of Yin City but another modernized school.

Li Ang quietly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the two figures standing beside him.

One of them wore a black canvas shirt, a black hat on his head, white gloves on his hands, holding a wooden staff, with his face covered by a white mask shaped like a bird’s beak.

This was a 17th-century European "plague doctor’s costume." The bird-like mask was designed to help doctors at the time filter the air and avoid infection from illnesses.

The other person, however, wore a plain blue and white plaid shirt, brown jeans, a canvas backpack, and, surprisingly, had no mask on his face. He only wore a pair of black round glasses.

Not wearing a mask?

Li Ang curiously glanced at the man in the blue and white shirt, only to realize that no matter what, he couldn’t recall the man’s face in his mind.

Instead, those round glasses became more and more vivid in his memory.

It was as if... the glasses were his true entity.

The three of them sized each other up for a while without speaking—they were all waiting for the System prompt to arrive.

[All players have arrived, now announcing the next task prompt]

The three players held their breath and listened carefully. However, the normally mechanical and icy System prompt suddenly quivered, turning into a hoarse voice of a middle-aged man.

[Save me]

Li Ang’s face changed. This was the first time he had encountered a change in the System prompt’s voice.

Before he had time to analyze what this implied, the voice changed again, becoming an ethereal female voice with an echo, [Where are you]

The voice changed once more, to a resentful tone of a young man, [I hate you all]

A muffled male voice, [HEH HEH HEH... HA HA HA HA... Don’t run.]

The voice of a teenage boy whose voice was breaking, [My head hurts so much]

A feeble female voice, [I don’t want to die]

A desperate cry from a boy, [I regret it]

Seven voices, seven prompts. While Li Ang and the others were still immersed in shock, the original System prompt finally arrived belatedly.

[Objective: Resolve seven supernatural incidents]

[Reward 1: Miniature Life Potion *1]

[Reward 2: An additional 200 Experience Points]

[Reward 3: 400 Game Coins]

[Time Limit for Task: None]

[Penalty for Failure: None]