Chapter 17 Startling Discovery

When Jiangcheng and Fatty stealthily arrived on the fourth floor and pushed open the music room door, the scene before them couldn't help but shock them.

From the outside, the originally pitch-black room was shrouded in a faint halo, the light and shadows shifting in a mesmerizing and eerie way.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Fatty's gaze extended towards the depths of the classroom.

There... was the source of the light.

The entire wallpaper was rudely torn off, trampled on the ground, revealing behind the wallpaper... a huge mirror.

Light poured from the mirror, illuminating the entire classroom.

The two couldn't help but widen their eyes slightly.

Inside the mirror... a grand performance was underway.

The leading girl on the stage stood on tiptoe, her figure slender and graceful, her dance dreamy and agile. More than a dozen dancers surrounded her, moving with clumsy or light steps, accompanying and supporting her.

The most bizarre thing was that there was no sound at all.

It was like a silent movie from many years ago.

Compared to the leading girl, the dance moves of the dancers were clearly hard to describe.

Especially one pot-bellied middle-aged man, his enormous bulk making one wonder if he would crush his arched instep.

The moment he turned around, Fatty's pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhou Taifu...

The bloodstains on his chin had already congealed, but the huge wound was still shocking.

Fatty turned his stiff neck, his gaze sweeping over each of them, each once-vibrant face now withered like a ghoul.

Qipao Woman, Long Tao, Luo Yi, Zhen Jianren, Zhou Taifu, and... Zhang Yinyin!

Zhang Yinyin was already dead.

Then who the remaining person was went without saying.

But at this time, no one was bothered to dwell on this, because they saw that Yu Wen was sitting in the audience, acting as one of the only two guests watching the performance.

The other one was Su Yu, covered in blood.

Of course, they were also in the world inside the mirror.

That... world from 10 years ago.

Fatty's mouth trembled for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence that was still considered complete, "This... this is the real third rehearsal..."

It wasn't a question; he was already certain.

Jiangcheng stared at the incredibly bizarre performance in the mirror, and after a few seconds, lifted his leg and walked up.

After hesitating, Fatty chose to follow closely behind him.

The moment Jiangcheng stretched out his hand and touched the mirror, an incredible scene appeared.

The mirror surface broke like water, and in the next second, his body appeared inside the mirror.

Fatty followed suit, gritting his teeth, and plunged in headfirst.

Opening his eyes, Fatty stared incredulously at his surroundings. The layout here was very different from the music room, but upon closer inspection, he could still see that the basic structure of the two was essentially the same.

The music room... was indeed renovated from the dance studio after that incident.

Who could have expected that a mirror would separate two staggered periods of time, 10 years apart.

Yu Wen also noticed these two uninvited guests, and her expression gradually turned ugly.

It wasn't clear whether Su Yu still harbored any illusions, but after seeing Jiangcheng and Fatty appear out of thin air, he made a whimpering sound.

Most of his teeth had been knocked out by Yu Wen, and if it weren't for a rag stuffed in his mouth to stop the bleeding, he probably wouldn't have lasted until now.

It wasn't that Yu Wen was particularly cruel; she was too lazy to waste her energy on this dying man. It was just that Su Yu was too restless.

After seeing that familiar face appear in the mirror, he seemed to be possessed, struggling frantically, and even trying to bite Yu Wen's neck.

Jiangcheng pretended to have just discovered Yu Wen and quietly slipped over. "Miss Yu," he said, supporting the seat next to him, in a voice that was small but full of barely concealed excitement, "It's so good to see you here."

He looked at Yu Wen's broken arm, his gaze suddenly pausing, "Your arm..."

"It's okay," Yu Wen said, "Mr. Hao, it's great that you were able to come out. I thought you..."

The two exchanged pleasantries in low voices, each saying a few polite words.

Fatty was too lazy to watch them act, and he didn't dare stare at the bizarre performance on the stage, so he could only stare angrily at Su Yu, who had only half a breath left.

Thinking about Su Yu's actions, Fatty became more and more angry, and went up and gave him a hard flick on the forehead.

"Buzz..."

A strange trembling sound suddenly emitted from the previously silent space. This scared Fatty, who thought he was the one who had caused it with his flick.

A faint, pale light flashed and disappeared, and a door appeared out of nowhere on the side-rear of the stage.

A layer of mist was spreading in front of the door.

Jiangcheng narrowed his eyes, vaguely able to see that it was a pure black, iron door.

It was also at this time that they discovered that the "actors" on the stage had all stopped moving, and were all facing away from them. The scene, rendered by the light and shadow, was indescribably strange.

But fortunately, the leading girl... no, more accurately, it should be Chen Yao.

She also didn't move.

Standing quietly in the center of the stage, she seemed to be waiting for something.

As for what exactly that was, Fatty didn't know. He guessed that Jiangcheng might know, but based on the current situation, it wasn't a good opportunity to ask.

"Mr. Hao," Yu Wen tilted her head and looked at Jiangcheng, "The door... has appeared."

"Yes, I'm waiting for you, Miss Yu," Jiangcheng looked back, his face full of sincerity as he nodded repeatedly, "My parents taught me from a young age that ladies come first."

Fatty looked at Jiangcheng: "???"

Yu Wen took a deep breath. They were both clear that this was the most dangerous moment. To reach the iron door, they had to pass by the sides of this group of "actors" who were clearly not easy to get along with.

The road to the door would not be smooth, but the path to survival was right in front of them, and she had to try no matter what.

Yu Wen grabbed Su Yu and dragged him on the ground. "Mr. Hao, do you mind if I take this guy with me?" She took a half step back, distancing herself from Jiangcheng and Fatty.

"Of course," Jiangcheng generously stretched out his hand, "Miss Yu, please."

The blood flowing from Su Yu left thick marks on the floor, like a thick brush.

Yu Wen was initially able to keep some attention on Jiangcheng behind her, but until she stepped onto the stage, facing these people who were facing away from her, once vibrant people.

Only then did she understand how terrifying it was.

She passed one person after another, the door getting closer and closer. All that was left between her and the door was Chen Yao...

Su Yu was scared to death. His eyes were wide open, his limbs limp, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Plop—"

Yu Wen threw Su Yu behind Chen Yao, who was facing away from her.

In the next second, a scene that surprised her happened. Chen Yao's figure swayed, and she disappeared strangely in front of her.

Along with her, Su Yu, who was lying on the ground, also disappeared.

As expected!

Find out the truth, take Su Yu to the former dance studio, and hand him over to Chen Yao... This was the hidden path to survival in the mission.

The door... was within reach.

But after the initial joy, Yu Wen suddenly stopped, a hint of undisguised resentment slowly emerging in her eyes.

"It's better... if only I can live and get out of here."