Chapter 1 The Test

The suit-clad man's expression was already quite unpleasant, but he suppressed his anger and said with a dark look, "How do we prove it?"

The ponytail-wearing woman retorted sharply, "That's for you to figure out."

Gathering at the equipment repair center was prearranged.

As one of the locations emphasized by the NPCs, this place must hide some clues.

Correspondingly, there are also hidden, unknown risks.

The man in the suit and the man in the cap clearly didn't want to take this risk, so they chose to show up after they came out.

Even Zhou Taifu had realized this.

Everyone's expressions gradually turned cold as they looked at the man in the suit and the man in the cap.

"I have a way," Jiang Cheng said, jumping out from behind the ponytail-wearing woman.

"We all know that the ghosts in the missions are unsolvable. They are terrifying, bizarre, bloodthirsty… representing the aggregation of all extreme negative emotions."

As he spoke, he moved closer to where the man in the suit and the man in the cap were standing.

His cautious appearance made the man in the cap's teeth itch with anger.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Cheng licked his lips. "My point is that the biggest difference between ghosts and humans is that ghosts are driven by instinct. They have no emotions and cannot control themselves."

"But humans are different. People with high moral character and cultivation can reasonably control their emotions no matter where they are or what situation they face."

He raised his head and looked at the man in the suit with a very admiring gaze. "I believe Mr. Guardian Angel can definitely do this."

The sudden praise made the man in the suit even more unable to figure out Jiang Cheng's purpose.

He frowned, stared at Jiang Cheng in front of him, and asked suspiciously, "So…"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng raised his right hand, and then a palm kept enlarging in front of the man in the suit's eyes.

"Slap!"

In the blink of an eye, he couldn't react at all.

Until his left cheek was burning and swollen, he couldn't believe what had just happened.

He was slapped…

Jiang Cheng actually dared to slap him!!

But soon he knew he was wrong.

Not just once.

His right cheek received the same treatment as his left cheek.

Both cheeks swelled up symmetrically at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He touched his face, which he was so proud of, his fingers trembling non-stop, and then he rushed up like a madman.

He roared furiously, "I'll kill you!!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jiang Cheng turned around and ran.

The fatty cupped his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted to the remaining people who were still stunned, "Everyone, run! The man in the suit is a ghost!"

He paused for a moment and continued to shout, "He can't control himself!"

This disturbance didn't end until the man in the cap held down the furious man in the suit.

The man in the cap didn't know what he whispered in the man in the suit's ear, but the latter's anger gradually subsided.

After giving Jiang Cheng a look that said, "Just you wait," he ignored him.

Next, the man in the cap replaced the man in the suit and explained to everyone why they were late.

It turned out that when they went to the teaching building to look for clues, they encountered the school's director of academic affairs.

The director chatted with them for a while, and finally told them to bring their equipment.

Go to the large music classroom on the 4th floor of Building C later.

There will be a rehearsal there today.

"Is there a specific time?" the ponytail-wearing woman asked.

The man in the cap glanced at the watch on his wrist. "No, she told us to find you, and then everyone should go over there directly."

In this way, the group didn't even eat lunch and, led by the man in the cap, headed towards Building C.

Along the way, everyone exchanged the information they had obtained.

But as Jiang Cheng said, there was no valuable information.

It was more like sharing experiences in a nightmare than exchanging information.

"Doctor," the fatty approached Jiang Cheng and whispered, "Doesn't this feel like those film appreciation classes that teachers arranged when we were in school?"

He swallowed and continued, "I remember that every time we finished watching a movie, there would be an extra film review assignment in the homework for that day, 800 words, and we had to write it."

Jiang Cheng thought for a while and replied, "We had that before too, but once the head teacher accidentally opened his C drive, which led to the wrong movie being played, and later all the appreciation classes in the school were canceled."

Fatty: "......"

"By the way," Zhou Taifu, who was walking at the end, suddenly interjected, "What do you all do in the real world? It's fate that we met, so why not make friends?"

The fatty glanced at him and reluctantly said, "What do you do?"

"My name is Zhou Taifu, and I'm a well-known jeweler," he fiddled with the few hairs on his head, trying to make himself look more formal. "Some of you should have heard of my name."

It could be seen that this person was also someone who lived a pampered life in the real world.

And he was very proud of his identity and wealth in the real world.

Since Zhou Taifu brought up this topic, everyone followed suit.

The man in the cap's name was Luo Yi, a very perfunctory fake name, and he claimed to run a supermarket.

The man in the suit with him was named Zhen Jianren, and it was said that he worked for a well-known law firm. He was young, and now he had already become a partner.

After hearing the man in the suit's name, the fatty was stunned for a second.

And Jiang Cheng made a sound of "Hmm?"

"Doctor," the fatty looked at Jiang Cheng and whispered, "To be honest, did you think of something?"

"What are you two whispering about?" Zhen Jianren asked with a gloomy face. He couldn't wait to kill Jiang Cheng and the damn fatty next to him.

"It's nothing," Jiang Cheng quickly explained. "Brother Jianren, don't misunderstand. I just think your aunt gave you a very good name."

The ponytail-wearing woman couldn't help but laugh. She found Jiang Cheng more and more interesting.

"What's your name?" the ponytail-wearing woman looked at Jiang Cheng and asked with interest. "What do you do?"

Although her appearance was average, she had a unique heroic spirit.

This was something that ordinary women couldn't compare to.

"My name is Hao Shuai," Jiang Cheng honestly replied. "You can call me by my name directly, or call me Handsome, I am a professional male model, currently working in the high-end group of Dielianhua KTV nightclub."

Fatty: "......"

"Model?" The ponytail-wearing woman found it even more interesting, propping her chin with one hand and said meaningfully, "The kind who relies on his face to make a living?"

"No," Jiang Cheng said righteously. "I also rely on my physical strength and the love of the young ladies."