Don’t Play Games at Evil Spirit High

Chapter 20: Arrival

Lu Feng stood outside the door, panting desperately as if he had just finished running a marathon.

What on earth had just happened?

Had Liuli taken the wrong medicine, or had she been drugged?

After gasping for breath for a while, as the heat within his body gradually cooled down, Lu Feng’s chaotic thoughts also began to clear.

What Liuli had said in the room earlier had undoubtedly answered most of his doubts.

Just thinking that this game only started because he came to the school made Lu Feng feel an unspeakable pain in his heart…

If the others knew about this, they would probably want to tear him into pieces…

Lu Feng gave a bitter smile.

It seemed this matter had to be kept hidden from the others for now.

However, tonight Liuli gave him a feeling different from before, more like when she had still been in ghost form at the academy.

Why did her state change so drastically? Lu Feng could not figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

Moreover, through the conversation just now, Lu Feng became even more confused about Liuli’s identity… Was she really an Evil Spirit Follower?

But the moment he recalled the alluring scene he had witnessed in the room just minutes ago, Lu Feng immediately had another physical reaction.

For a brief instant, he regretted running away in the heat of the moment…

That thought had barely sprouted before Lu Feng ruthlessly crushed it.

No, no, no! Regret what? Liuli was someone from twenty years ago—her real age was more than double his own, practically old enough to be his mother!

Thinking it through, Lu Feng dismissed the idea and turned to head back to his own room.

However, just as Lu Feng entered his room and shut the door, a delicate figure with long hair appeared at the corner at the end of the corridor.

Yu Mo bit her lip and stood pale-faced in place.

She had originally wanted to look for Lu Feng, but unexpectedly, the moment she stepped out of her room, she witnessed him running out from Liuli’s room.

She did not know why Lu Feng had been in Liuli’s room, nor what exactly had happened between them, but seeing his flushed, purplish face when he ran out, and the distinct male physiological reaction, Yu Mo faintly guessed something.

Her eyes stung with a sour ache, but she desperately fought back the urge to cry.

Biting her lip tightly, she walked to Liuli’s door and knocked.

…

The night grew deeper, with strands of cold seeping in as darkness fell.

Lu Feng sat alone in his room.

He imitated Liuli in the dining hall, taking some tea leaves, lighting the charcoal in the fireplace, and boiling water to make tea.

As the faint fragrance of tea spread, the fear and unease in his heart seemed to be diluted somewhat.

The quartz clock on the wall already pointed to eleven thirty.

In another thirty minutes, the “second day” would arrive.

At that moment, a knock sounded at the door.

It seemed the others had arrived as agreed.

The five of them had arranged in advance that around eleven thirty, everyone would gather in Lu Feng’s room to get through the night together.

Although directly confronting an Evil Spirit was idiotic behavior, a small group gathering was actually good—it would not be such a large target as to become a “buffet,” and it was still better than facing the Evil Spirit alone.

Lu Feng opened the door.

Liuli, Lin You, and Zhang Tong walked in, but Yu Mo was not there.

“Huh? Where’s Yu Mo?”

Lu Feng asked with a puzzled look.

“She said she’ll come later.”

Surprisingly, it was Liuli who answered.

“Oh… I see…”

Lu Feng did not dare meet Liuli’s eyes at all and quickly shifted his gaze to the side.

Sure enough, not long after, Yu Mo pushed open the door and entered.

The girl’s eyes were red, and she seemed absent-minded.

When her gaze fell upon Lu Feng, she immediately looked away, as if Lu Feng were the Evil Spirit himself.

Sensing that Yu Mo was not in the right state, Lu Feng leaned close to her and asked with concern,

“You okay?”

“Mm…”

Yu Mo nodded, responding coldly, without her usual warmth.

What was going on?

Lu Feng felt completely at a loss.

First Liuli, then Yu Mo—why were both of them so strange today?

Could it be… because the Evil Spirit was about to start killing, so they felt uneasy?

Thinking it through, that was the only explanation Lu Feng could come up with.

After the five of them sat down on the sofa, Lu Feng asked Lin You,

“Lin You, you went to check the lobby just now, right?”

“Mm, I did.”

“What’s the situation?”

“Ah, don’t mention it…”

Lin You sighed and shook his head, his face looking grim.

“I counted. About twenty people actually followed Xiao Zhiquan, armed themselves, and are preparing to face the Evil Spirit head-on.”

“What about the others?”

“Not sure. They’re probably all in their rooms, or hiding somewhere.”

Hearing this, Lu Feng nodded, feeling a slight sense of relief.

Fortunately, it seemed there were still people who had taken his words to heart.

“So, what about those people downstairs? Are we just going to leave them alone?”

Zhang Tong asked hesitantly.

“Ah, right now every one of us can hardly protect ourselves. Who has the spare energy to worry about others…”

Lu Feng shook his head.

His meaning was obvious without needing to say more.

“…Alright then.”

In fact, there was something Lu Feng had never told anyone—

For one thing, he could not and did not want to interfere with those people downstairs.

For another, their actions actually worked out better.

With such a large group, no matter where the Evil Spirit appeared, they would attract its attention first.

Being in that group would not bring safety; instead, the chance of being attacked by the Evil Spirit would skyrocket!

In this way, Lu Feng and his group would actually be safer.

After all, the Evil Spirit would ultimately kill someone, and compared to others, Lu Feng cared far more about the survival of his own five-person team.

I already warned them.

If they won’t listen, they can’t blame me… Lu Feng said to himself.

Suddenly, Lu Feng froze, an inexplicable dread creeping up within him.

Soon, beads of sweat densely covered his forehead—

He felt a strange fear toward his own thoughts just now.

The people downstairs were his classmates who had been with him for three whole years… Why could he now think of them so coldly, even wishing for them to be attacked by the Evil Spirit?

They were living people too, with families and parents.

How could he so easily choose to sacrifice them just to prolong his own survival?

At this moment, Lu Feng realized that since arriving at this old mansion, his mindset had been undergoing a rapid transformation.

This bizarre game was subtly changing everyone.

…Why was it like this?

Without needing much thought, Lu Feng reached the conclusion—fear of death.

Anyone normal feared death.

As the saying went, “better the other dies than I.” It was always easier to accept others dying than oneself.

At that moment, Lu Feng suddenly felt a measure of respect for those downstairs who were prepared to face the Evil Spirit in a life-or-death battle.

Perhaps some of them were not foolish or blindly following others, but truly hoped to end this game quickly, so that no more people would die.

Only people like Lu Feng would immediately see the real problem of the game, and without hesitation use others as shields to preserve their own lives.

And after realizing all this, what would Lu Feng do?

The answer was already clear—

Nothing.

“After all, people are afraid of death…”

Lu Feng murmured in a voice so low it was barely audible.

At the same time, the hour and minute hands both pointed to twelve.

The “second day” had arrived.