Chapter 1 The Boys' Dormitory

No matter how much cleaning and maintenance is done, the boys' dormitory always reeks of sweat, garbage, and feet.

Li Ang strolled down the narrow hallway, casually flipping through an unopened icmarket art collection in a plastic bag that he'd found in a storage locker.

He understood a little Japanese and, with a translation system, could make sense of it.

"Hmm... the colored pages are of very high quality this time."

Chai Cuiqiao's head popped out from his chest, trying to get a glimpse of the art collection, but Li Ang immediately pushed her back. "Little kids shouldn't be looking at manga."

Since entering this script, he hadn't let Miss Chai show her face. This was mainly to guard against the two teammates he'd encountered this time. If they discovered her existence and searched for clues in the real world, it was very likely that they would connect "Li Risheng" with "Li Ang."

The man and the ghost searched the boys' dormitory, floor by floor, and soon discovered something unusual on the seventh floor.

The floor of the corridor was covered with Japanese yen bills, with denominations of 10,000, 5,000, and 1,000.

However, the people printed on the bills weren't Hideyo Noguchi, Ichiyo Higuchi, or Yukichi Fukuzawa, but Japanese students.

Tomboyish girls with sun-tanned skin, ordinary high school boys with messy hair, materialistic girls who loved cell phones, shoes, and bags....

Their genders, ages, appearances, and other characteristics were all different, but they had one thing in common: a desperate and regretful expression.

As Li Ang arrived, these bills began to tremble gently, and the people on the bills began to move.

"Wuwuwu...."

They were crying softly, and the entire corridor echoed with chaotic and mournful weeping.

Li Ang took out his thick, long steel rod and calmly watched all of this happen.

In his mind, he asked Chai Cuiqiao, "Did you discover anything?"

Miss Chai concentrated on sensing the surrounding Yin energy fluctuations, and suddenly shouted, "Above your head!"

Almost instantly, Li Ang slammed his feet on the ground and fell backward, while simultaneously thrusting the steel rod upward.

A pale, bloodless arm emerged from the ceiling of the corridor, gripping the top of the steel rod.

It didn't let go, even as the palm was scorched by ripple energy, emitting billowing green smoke.

Li Ang's expression didn't change. Just as he was about to activate the ripple again, he heard a teenage voice from inside the ceiling. "Six million yen."

Huh?

Li Ang immediately stopped his plan to release the ripple again, held his position, and looked up at the ceiling. "What do you mean?"

Based on his previous judgment of the "instant death" nature of this script mission, each supernatural event likely had a safe path to pass, and didn't necessarily require a violent solution.

Just as he was thinking rapidly, a Japanese high school student wearing an Ibaraki Middle School uniform "fell" from the ceiling.

Compared to the headache-inducing middle school student and the cross-dressing middle-aged uncle he'd encountered before, this high school student looked much more normal.

The only unusual thing was that his face was a deep blue color, and there was an electric wire wrapped around his neck, with deep bruises.

Hanged himself....

Li Ang's mind raced, but he saw the high school student grab his wrist with incredible speed.

In an instant, Li Ang felt an extremely cold current surge through his wrist, and his entire arm immediately turned an unhealthy blue-purple color—just like the high school student's face.

Li Ang subconsciously waved that arm, but found that he couldn't feel the existence of that arm at all.

Chai Cuiqiao, who was lurking inside Li Ang's body, immediately drilled out, her ten sharp fingernails like bishou, stabbing towards the fierce ghost in front of her.

However, before her fingernails could approach, the yen banknotes scattered on the floor of the corridor were swept up by an unnamed Yin wind, and gathered into a thick shield, blocking the youth's path.

The high school student waved his hand, removed the banknote shield, and stared at Li Ang with gloomy eyes. "Bring me seven million yen within five minutes."

Hey, wasn't it six million yen just now? How did it suddenly increase by a million? Even gaolidai aren't as usurious as you!

Li Ang complained inwardly, but his mental state relaxed a lot.

Finding seven million yen within five minutes was probably the safe path for this supernatural event.

Without further ado, he took out a briefcase full of gold bars and US dollars from his inventory and opened it in front of the high school student.

The golden gold bars glittered with dazzling light, and the green US dollars were mesmerizing.

These were just a small portion of the treasures hidden in Tama Riyadi's safe house.

Even according to the regular exchange rate, it far exceeded seven million yen.

Taking out a briefcase to bribe a ghost only made Li Ang feel a little bit of heartache... maybe.

Unexpectedly, the high school student didn't appreciate it at all. He just glanced at the briefcase.

Then he looked up and continued to look at Li Ang with unwavering eyes. "I want, million yen, paper money. You, have, four and a half minutes."

It's gone up in price again...

Li Ang's expression also became gloomy. "If I don't give it to you, are you going to take my arm?"

The other party nodded.

Whether it was his imagination or not, the faces on those floating banknotes all showed greedy smiles, staring at various parts of Li Ang's body.

"If players don't carry enough Japanese yen banknotes with them, they can only collect them from this school."

"And the only place that can have a huge amount of banknotes at one time is the school's 'slush fund'."

"But without a detailed map, finding the slush fund is easier said than done, let alone running back and forth in four minutes."

Li Ang roughly calculated the distance and time, and after realizing that he was running out of time,

Instead of rushing to leave, he began to observe the youth in front of him, and the faces on the banknotes.

He discovered that there were always one or two items on them whose prices were higher than the average price of other items.

For example, the latest smartphone, a designer bag, expensive shoes, a watch, headphones, a road bike, a western-style dress....

After thinking briefly, Li Ang hesitated and asked, "You... are you also a victim of campus loans?"

Also?

The high school student in front of him subconsciously blinked his eyes, but didn't say anything.

Li Ang felt confident, and immediately put on a sad and nostalgic posture, sighed, and patted the youth's shoulder in front of him. "Aiya, we are both fallen from the sky,

Little brother, we are closer than blood brothers!"