The Arrival of Horror

Chapter 5Getting Lost

Zhou Zheng's shout woke everyone up in the classroom.

Even though they were all shocked by this sudden turn of events, the instinct for survival is inherent in every living being.

"Those who want to live, follow me." Fang Jing shouted first, then took the lead and rushed out at a very fast speed, heading straight for the back door of the classroom.

They were on the fifth floor, and to leave the school, they had to go downstairs first. If they were on the second or first floor, he believed he would not hesitate to jump out the window.

But jumping from the fifth floor would be no different from suicide. Fang Jing's escape action was highly motivating, and the others reacted almost instinctively, following him out of the classroom.

Yang Jian did not hesitate either and immediately left. He had a premonition that Zhou Zheng might not be able to hold off the old man for too long.

"Boom..." The previously weathered ground collapsed immediately due to the trampling of many people, and several students fell directly down. "Zhang Wei, Miao Xiaoshan." Yang Jian was startled and quickly avoided the collapsed area.

"I'm fine, damn it, some beast pushed me just now, I'll sue him for attempted murder." Zhang Wei rubbed his buttocks, wincing in pain.

Fortunately, they only fell into the classroom below, a height of about three meters wouldn't kill anyone. But when Zhang Wei turned to look at the others who had fallen, he was taken aback.

A person lay on the ground, eyes wide open, blood gushing from the neck, making gurgling sounds, as if not yet dead.

Yang Jian saw a b****y steel bar piercing through her neck.

It was Su Lei! She was a very good student in the class, quite pretty, with many admirers even from outside school. Unexpectedly, she had also met with an accident.

With such serious injuries, there was no time for an ambulance, let alone in the current situation.

"Get up and leave here quickly, don't waste time."

Yang Jian shouted once and then had to leave without worrying about others, immediately walking away.

"Yang Jian, I'm leaving this damn place even if you don't say so... Damn it, just run, you won't get any resources from me in the future." Zhang Wei cursed.

At this moment, the group of students seemed to be running out of the classroom like mad, then descending the stairs. "Will we be able to leave here unscathed?" Yang Jian was uneasy at this moment, unable to shake off the image of the old man in the black robe covered in corpse spots from his mind. If that old man was really a ghost, could Zhou Zheng handle it?

He also said, ghosts cannot be killed.

The only one who can deal with ghosts is a ghost. Wait a minute... Could Zhou Zheng also be a ghost?

In an instant, Yang Jian felt his scalp tingling, his whole body shivering.

Could it be that he was just listening to a ghost lecture?

What on earth is happening in this world? But outside the classroom corridor, Zhou Zheng was still trying his best to hold back the old man, preventing him from using the Ghost Realm again.

Once the Ghost Realm reappeared, as long as those students were still within the Ghost Realm, it would be impossible for them to leave the place alive even if they left the classroom.

However, the terror level of this black-clothed old man had already exceeded his imagination, and he had no idea how long he could hold out.

At this moment, the group of people were running down the stairs frantically, like a group of frightened wild rabbits darting around. One floor, two floors, three floors... It seemed like the hope of leaving this place was within reach.

But just as Fang Jing reached the corner of the staircase, suddenly a faint sizzling sound rang out, and the lights in the staircase instantly went out, plunging the entire staircase into darkness.

The darkness was so thick, you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and you couldn't even see a hint of light through the window. "Ah~!" As the lights went out, a female student screamed in terror.

"Damn it, has Zhou Zheng reached his limit? Could it be that the Ghost Realm has appeared again? What level of ghost is that old man, he's really terrifying." Fang Jing's face broke out in a cold sweat.

In the darkness, he dared not linger too long, but instead turned back and shouted, "Keep going, don't stop."

He actually didn't want to save these people, but he couldn't let them die in the Ghost Realm. Otherwise, the Ghost Realm would become even more terrifying. Continuing to walk down the staircase in the dark was not difficult for them, as they were familiar with the environment.

But as they continued down, after a while Fang Jing suddenly stopped in his tracks, realizing something was wrong. Not only him, but Yang Jian behind him also noticed something abnormal.

He was tense all over, and had already noticed that the staircase he had just descended seemed to be more than five floors high... and there were more stairs ahead.

"Stop. Don't go any further." As Fang Jing stopped, the others behind him also instinctively stopped. In this situation, although feeling lost, he seemed to have become the backbone of this group now, relatively calm compared to the others.

"Fang Jing, what's wrong, why did you stop?" a trembling girl asked. "If you're not going, I'm going. I don't want to stay here waiting to die." Under fear, a boy continued to move forward, soon disappearing into the darkness.

"Fang Jing, don't mess around, it could be dangerous."

"Who the hell cares about counting the number of floors from the fifth floor to here?!" Fang Jing cursed.

"We're all trying to escape for our lives, who has time to count that."

In a panic, it was indeed difficult to consider such details, not everyone had a calm mind.

At this moment, Yang Jian paused for a moment before speaking, "Before the lights went out, we had already reached the third floor and were heading towards the second and a half floor.

But when we got there, the lights went out. Originally, if we had gone down one more floor, we could have walked out. But from the moment the lights went out, we have descended at least three floors, maybe even four floors, in other words, we are already underground."

"But this classroom building doesn't have a basement." "Damn it, Yang Jian, don't say such terrifying things now, what time is it." "What do we do now, do we keep going or not?"

"How about we try going down a few more floors? Maybe Yang Jian made a mistake." As the group discussed, suddenly a faint light emerged in the darkness as a female student tremblingly turned on the flashlight on her phone.

The phone still worked? The sight of this brought relief to the group, and they quickly took out their phones to illuminate the way. Several beams of light lit up, but they were too few compared to the number of people in the class.

Had everyone else gotten separated? Moreover, strangely, the light was not as strong as usual, as if it was being pushed back by the surrounding darkness, only able to illuminate less than a meter ahead.

Further ahead was the thick, ink-like darkness. This oppressive darkness made it almost impossible to breathe, as if one could get lost in it at any moment. "Keep moving forward." Fang Jing gritted his teeth, he had no choice now.

This was not something individual strength could confront, he could only pray that Zhou Zheng, if he was still alive, could hold the ghost back a bit longer and destroy this ghost realm. Otherwise... everyone might be lost in this ghost realm forever, never able to find a way out. They continued down the stairs. This time, not just Fang Jing, many students started counting the floors.

One floor, two floors, three floors... The more they counted, the more panicked they became. When they reached five floors and saw that the staircase ahead was not ending, everyone stopped in their tracks, a chill running down their spines, expressions of fear on their faces. At this moment, a female student collapsed, sitting on the ground crying.

"We... we've walked five floors." "I counted five floors too, we're finished now, we can't get out of here." "It's a ghost wall, it must be a ghost wall..." For a moment, everyone was at a loss. Fang Jing's face was particularly grim, hesitant to continue forward.

He felt a sense of regret, wondering if he would die confusedly in this place for the rest of his life. "Yang Jian, you better not be dead," he suddenly shouted with a fierce tone.

"Have I offended you, Fang Jing? Don't curse me like that," Yang Jian coldly replied. Fang Jing turned around, pushed through the crowd, grabbed Yang Jian's collar, and said menacingly, "If you're not dead, then lead the way.

With your abilities, you can definitely get out of here alive. You won't die in this cursed place." Yang Jian replied, "You know more than I do. If you can't get out, what can I do?" "You must know something, damn it, are you going to tell me or not?" Fang Jing's face twisted with anger.

"He had no choice but to pin his hopes on Yang Jian. If this Yang Jian could really grow to that level in the future, he definitely couldn't die here.

From the beginning to now, he had already started paying attention to this Yang Jian.

In just a short moment, he had analyzed the pattern of the knocking ghost, and had calculated the number of stairs clearly while escaping.

Undoubtedly, this guy had an extremely terrifying adaptability.

Ordinary people would be terrified upon encountering ghosts and spirits, how could they remain calm like him?

This was a kind of talent.

Normally, this kind of talent was quite useless, even if one had it, they might never use it in their lifetime. But in a world of great change, this talent could increase the chances of survival. If one could become a ghost commander, this talent would give the ghost commander a significant advantage when dealing with spirits.

"Fang Jing, asking me won't help. This is my first time encountering such a situation as well. If I had a way out, I wouldn't be staying here. Do you think I want to die here?" Yang Jian said.

Fang Jing's heart sank, realizing that at this moment, Yang Jian was still a complete newcomer who knew nothing.

He felt a bit ridiculous, finding himself seeking help from him at this time.

Had the influence of the future Yang Jian on him been too great?

"Fang, Fang Jing, something's not right, look..." Suddenly, a classmate pointed shakily at the door of the restroom.

There was a restroom between the third and second floors of the classroom building.

"Darn it, we've circled around and we're still on the second and a half floor, we're done for," someone said.

"No, it's not that, look behind that door, it seems like there's a figure," the student trembled, shining the light of his phone towards it.

Everyone immediately started to retreat in fear.

A tall human-like blurry figure appeared behind the glass window of the restroom door in the light.

"Who's in there?" someone bravely shouted.

They hoped it was a classmate inside.

"Creak~!"

A long opening sound was heard, and a pale arm slowly extended from the dark restroom, pushing the door open.

"It's not a person, it's another ghost."

Fang Jing's eyes suddenly narrowed, but in the end, he showed a fierce expression.

"Since you know nothing, then go die for me."

With all his strength, he grabbed Yang Jian and forcefully pushed him towards the endless darkness of the restroom, intending to temporarily delay the life of this newcomer ghost by sacrificing him.