The pen spirit was dismembered into four parts, and it’s possible that the soul could also be divided into four parts.
Perhaps Qiao Nuo was one of those parts. Ruan Qing was just not sure how he became human.
It’s highly likely to be some kind of possession, but he seemed to have forgotten his identity.
He even became a celestial master, completely opposed to ghosts.
Ruan Qing’s eyes suddenly widened. No!
If it’s really as he guessed, then if Qiao Nuo died at the hands of the pen spirit, it would definitely lead to another increase in the difficulty of the instance.
Because the pen spirit would once again obtain a part of ‘his’ own soul, and ‘his’ strength would definitely increase again.
Even if Qiao Nuo’s death was according to the instance’s script, it’s not a scripted death that would provide the players with clues.
It’s a scripted death that would boost the pen spirit’s power!
Ruan Qing stood up suddenly.
But the next moment, he sat back down.
Even if he really guessed right, so what? He... couldn’t stop it.
He might even be in danger if he stepped out of the circle drawn by Qiao Nuo.
Even with the talisman given by Qiao Nuo, he felt very uneasy.
He’s alone, alone in a domain full of such beings.
The only thing Ruan Qing could do now was to organize and analyze the clues he had obtained so far and find out the name of the pen spirit as soon as possible.
Ruan Qing put the black cat on the nearby stool, curled up his legs on the stool, hugged his knees with both hands, lowered his head, and closed his eyes.
The pen spirit’s last name was ‘Qi’.
So ‘his’ name shouldn’t be ‘Qiao Nuo’.
‘Qi Nuo’ was also unlikely. After all, if it’s a name for a remnant soul, then the name would not be so easy to deduce.
Speaking of the surname ‘Qi’, there was also a person surnamed Qi in the entire instance, that was Qi Yunshen from Building A, Room 404.
It was he who first proposed to play the pen spirit game, and he was the one who blocked the light of the candle.
However, the name Qi Yunshen was too obvious. With just a little investigation among those in their dormitory, it would be easy to find out that he suggested playing the summoning game.
He would definitely become the players’ first suspect.
Once a player encountered unavoidable death, it’s highly likely they would submit his name, which obviously didn’t fit the difficulty of the dungeon.
So the possibility of Qi Yunshen being the pen spirit was unlikely.
But there might still be some connection between Qi Yunshen and the pen spirit.
Qi Yunshen... was he also one of the pen spirit’s remnant souls?
Could it be that besides him, all those in room 404 were remnant souls of the pen spirit?
Did the remnant souls know where the pen spirit’s remains were?
Or were they like Qiao Nuo, who didn’t even know he’s a remnant soul?
Ruan Qing couldn’t judge; there were too few clues.
Moreover, the supernatural dungeon greatly disturbed his brain, making it difficult for him to analyze and think rationally.
Even his perception abilities were greatly affected.
After Ruan Qing set the black cat down, it didn’t cause any trouble. Instead, it jumped onto the table, sticking close to Ruan Qing, occasionally rubbing against him.
Obviously, it quite liked Ruan Qing.
Ruan Qing ignored the black cat. After failing to find any other clues, he took out his phone.
Then he opened the photo album and found the photos he had taken in the abandoned building before.
He wanted to see if there was anything he had overlooked.
After all, at that time, he was in a state of fear and unease, and with the short time he had to capture the images, it was normal to overlook some details.
The enlarged photos were a bit blurry, so Ruan Qing downloaded some software to enhance them, which made them clearer.
But it was still difficult to determine who the owner of that hand was.
At that moment in time, whoever appeared there, Ruan Qing felt they were definitely not a simple person.
If Qiao Nuo didn’t come to help him, then the one who would come would be that person.
He always felt that the other party knew where the pen spirit was, or knew... where Ruan Qing was.
So that person was definitely crucial, perhaps able to connect many of the doubts he had.
However, Ruan Qing flipped through it several times and couldn’t find any clues. He even adjusted the brightness of the photos to the darkest or brightest.
There was still nothing.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to give up, he paused.
This time, his gaze wasn’t on the hand but on the building across the street.
When the photo was zoomed in, one of the photos accidentally captured the building across the street as well.
That building was the physics department’s laboratory, separated from the abandoned building by only a corridor.
When Ruan Qing adjusted the photo to the darkest, it seemed like there was something reflected on the third-floor glass window of the laboratory building.
That position happened to be directly opposite to where the abandoned building’s third floor used to be.
In other words, it was the reflection of the owner of that hand reflected on the glass window.
It was just too blurry; the sky at the time was only faintly lit, so the reflection could only be vaguely seen.
Even after adjusting the brightness of the photo.
Ruan Qing downloaded many applications and spent a long time adjusting the reflection to make it clearer.
And finally, he recognized the person.
It was... Shen Yu’an.
How could it be Shen Yu’an?
Although Ruan Qing had previously speculated that Shen Yu’an might also be associated with the pen spirit incident, he really didn’t expect it to be Shen Yu’an.
He originally thought it might be someone from the Building A, Room 404.
Ruan Qing bit his thumb thoughtfully. What role does Shen Yu’an play in this instance?
And what connection did he have with Qi Yunshen?
Qi Yunshen claimed that both he and Shen Yu’an escorted him back to the dormitory. Thinking back, could Shen Yu’an easily let him go? Did he entrust him so easily to Qi Yunshen?
There must be some problem between these two.
Wait a minute.
How did Shen Yu’an know that Cheng Mingzhe, who wrote down building A, room 404 on that post, was killed?
Had Shen Yu’an seen that post?
Ruan Qing opened the previously taken photo of the crime scene, and it seemed the incident occurred in that abandoned building.
Did Cheng Mingzhe go there to meet his end?
The abandoned building was off-limits, and generally, students wouldn’t go there.
Ruan Qing paused for a moment, and a bizarre speculation suddenly popped into his mind. He quickly opened the post, asking if anyone knew about the “pen spirit.”
It was the post where Cheng Mingzhe replied ‘building A, room 404’.
Ruan Qing opened it and checked the IP address of the poster. When he saw the IP, Ruan Qing froze.
Because it showed the First University’s building A, room 403... Qi Yunshen.
But Qi Yunshen just started university this year and definitely didn’t live in room 403.
Ruan Qing’s long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. Was Qi Yunshen really human?
“Dah!”
“Dah!”
“Dah!”
Suddenly, footsteps echoed in the corridor outside the classroom. At night, the sound seemed exceptionally loud and eerie.
The footsteps were neither fast nor slow, steadily approaching Ruan Qing’s direction, accompanied by an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Each step felt like it was stepping on his heart.
At the moment Ruan Qing heard the footsteps, his entire body froze, his heart tightened, and fear and unease appeared in his beautiful eyes.
Who was it?
Ruan Qing took out the gun that Qiao Nuo gave him, trembling, and aimed it at the classroom door.
The pen spirit was dismembered into four parts, and it’s possible that the soul could also be divided into four parts.
Perhaps Qiao Nuo was one of those parts. Ruan Qing was just not sure how he became human.
It’s highly likely to be some kind of possession, but he seemed to have forgotten his identity.
He even became a celestial master, completely opposed to ghosts.
Ruan Qing’s eyes suddenly widened. No!
If it’s really as he guessed, then if Qiao Nuo died at the hands of the pen spirit, it would definitely lead to another increase in the difficulty of the instance.
Because the pen spirit would once again obtain a part of ‘his’ own soul, and ‘his’ strength would definitely increase again.
Even if Qiao Nuo’s death was according to the instance’s script, it’s not a scripted death that would provide the players with clues.
It’s a scripted death that would boost the pen spirit’s power!
Ruan Qing stood up suddenly.
But the next moment, he sat back down.
Even if he really guessed right, so what? He... couldn’t stop it.
He might even be in danger if he stepped out of the circle drawn by Qiao Nuo.
Even with the talisman given by Qiao Nuo, he felt very uneasy.
He’s alone, alone in a domain full of such beings.
The only thing Ruan Qing could do now was to organize and analyze the clues he had obtained so far and find out the name of the pen spirit as soon as possible.
Ruan Qing put the black cat on the nearby stool, curled up his legs on the stool, hugged his knees with both hands, lowered his head, and closed his eyes.
The pen spirit’s last name was ‘Qi’.
So ‘his’ name shouldn’t be ‘Qiao Nuo’.
‘Qi Nuo’ was also unlikely. After all, if it’s a name for a remnant soul, then the name would not be so easy to deduce.
Speaking of the surname ‘Qi’, there was also a person surnamed Qi in the entire instance, that was Qi Yunshen from Building A, Room 404.
It was he who first proposed to play the pen spirit game, and he was the one who blocked the light of the candle.
However, the name Qi Yunshen was too obvious. With just a little investigation among those in their dormitory, it would be easy to find out that he suggested playing the summoning game.
He would definitely become the players’ first suspect.
Once a player encountered unavoidable death, it’s highly likely they would submit his name, which obviously didn’t fit the difficulty of the dungeon.
So the possibility of Qi Yunshen being the pen spirit was unlikely.
But there might still be some connection between Qi Yunshen and the pen spirit.
Qi Yunshen... was he also one of the pen spirit’s remnant souls?
Could it be that besides him, all those in room 404 were remnant souls of the pen spirit?
Did the remnant souls know where the pen spirit’s remains were?
Or were they like Qiao Nuo, who didn’t even know he’s a remnant soul?
Ruan Qing couldn’t judge; there were too few clues.
Moreover, the supernatural dungeon greatly disturbed his brain, making it difficult for him to analyze and think rationally.
Even his perception abilities were greatly affected.
After Ruan Qing set the black cat down, it didn’t cause any trouble. Instead, it jumped onto the table, sticking close to Ruan Qing, occasionally rubbing against him.
Obviously, it quite liked Ruan Qing.
Ruan Qing ignored the black cat. After failing to find any other clues, he took out his phone.
Then he opened the photo album and found the photos he had taken in the abandoned building before.
He wanted to see if there was anything he had overlooked.
After all, at that time, he was in a state of fear and unease, and with the short time he had to capture the images, it was normal to overlook some details.
The enlarged photos were a bit blurry, so Ruan Qing downloaded some software to enhance them, which made them clearer.
But it was still difficult to determine who the owner of that hand was.
At that moment in time, whoever appeared there, Ruan Qing felt they were definitely not a simple person.
If Qiao Nuo didn’t come to help him, then the one who would come would be that person.
He always felt that the other party knew where the pen spirit was, or knew... where Ruan Qing was.
So that person was definitely crucial, perhaps able to connect many of the doubts he had.
However, Ruan Qing flipped through it several times and couldn’t find any clues. He even adjusted the brightness of the photos to the darkest or brightest.
There was still nothing.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to give up, he paused.
This time, his gaze wasn’t on the hand but on the building across the street.
When the photo was zoomed in, one of the photos accidentally captured the building across the street as well.
That building was the physics department’s laboratory, separated from the abandoned building by only a corridor.
When Ruan Qing adjusted the photo to the darkest, it seemed like there was something reflected on the third-floor glass window of the laboratory building.
That position happened to be directly opposite to where the abandoned building’s third floor used to be.
In other words, it was the reflection of the owner of that hand reflected on the glass window.
It was just too blurry; the sky at the time was only faintly lit, so the reflection could only be vaguely seen.
Even after adjusting the brightness of the photo.
Ruan Qing downloaded many applications and spent a long time adjusting the reflection to make it clearer.
And finally, he recognized the person.
It was... Shen Yu’an.
How could it be Shen Yu’an?
Although Ruan Qing had previously speculated that Shen Yu’an might also be associated with the pen spirit incident, he really didn’t expect it to be Shen Yu’an.
He originally thought it might be someone from the Building A, Room 404.
Ruan Qing bit his thumb thoughtfully. What role does Shen Yu’an play in this instance?
And what connection did he have with Qi Yunshen?
Qi Yunshen claimed that both he and Shen Yu’an escorted him back to the dormitory. Thinking back, could Shen Yu’an easily let him go? Did he entrust him so easily to Qi Yunshen?
There must be some problem between these two.
Wait a minute.
How did Shen Yu’an know that Cheng Mingzhe, who wrote down building A, room 404 on that post, was killed?
Had Shen Yu’an seen that post?
Ruan Qing opened the previously taken photo of the crime scene, and it seemed the incident occurred in that abandoned building.
Did Cheng Mingzhe go there to meet his end?
The abandoned building was off-limits, and generally, students wouldn’t go there.
Ruan Qing paused for a moment, and a bizarre speculation suddenly popped into his mind. He quickly opened the post, asking if anyone knew about the “pen spirit.”
It was the post where Cheng Mingzhe replied ‘building A, room 404’.
Ruan Qing opened it and checked the IP address of the poster. When he saw the IP, Ruan Qing froze.
Because it showed the First University’s building A, room 403... Qi Yunshen.
But Qi Yunshen just started university this year and definitely didn’t live in room 403.
Ruan Qing’s long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. Was Qi Yunshen really human?
“Dah!”
“Dah!”
“Dah!”
Suddenly, footsteps echoed in the corridor outside the classroom. At night, the sound seemed exceptionally loud and eerie.
The footsteps were neither fast nor slow, steadily approaching Ruan Qing’s direction, accompanied by an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Each step felt like it was stepping on his heart.
At the moment Ruan Qing heard the footsteps, his entire body froze, his heart tightened, and fear and unease appeared in his beautiful eyes.
Who was it?
Ruan Qing took out the gun that Qiao Nuo gave him, trembling, and aimed it at the classroom door.
