Ch. 64 - First Blood at the Starting Bell

Wu Di was panicking.

What the hell did this guy do?

The classroom door disappeared…What kind of absurd ability was that?!

He’d underestimated “Family.” This was the rookie who had cleared an unsolvable dungeon, after all—of course he had a few tricks up his sleeve.

Wu Di rushed to the back door and tried to open it, but no matter how hard he pulled, it was locked tight. He then tried climbing in through a window, only to find that the windows were bizarrely sealed. No matter what he tried, they wouldn't budge, while time kept ticking away.

Sweat poured down Wu Di’s face.

Shit…is he going to die here? This can’t be real!

He was a notorious fugitive, someone who had killed several top officials—and now he might die here?…Because he couldn’t find the door to the classroom?!

That was the dumbest cause of death he’d ever heard! Tch!

In desperation, he pulled out a bloodstained crimson blade—a paranormal item, and slashed at the classroom window.

Thunk!

The blood blade hit the window and… went completely silent, like it had sunk into a bottomless lake. Wu Di’s face twisted darker by the second.

…

Inside the classroom, the players had all gone wide-eyed, especially Yang Yujie...

Thank goodness she’d stepped into the classroom first. If she had been a second slower, she and Wu Di would both be locked out right now!

What kind of busted skill was that?

Even the players on Team Good were dumbfounded. 

Jiang Wanfeng, a player who had cleared four dungeons, had been completely hopeless coming into this match. The opposing side was full of veteran players averaging seven dungeon clears. It was a bloodbath waiting to happen.

She couldn’t figure it out—Weren’t competitive dungeons usually evenly matched? Why did this one feel so absurdly lopsided? Even “the family member” couldn’t possibly make up for the difference, right? 

She’d had no faith in their side at all. And yet…she’d just witnessed that “Family” opened with a complete sucker punch to Team Evil.

Goddamn?! He just erased the door?! 

For the first time, the rookies of Team Good felt a flicker of hope.

…

Meanwhile, as Wu Di flailed helplessly outside the window, the one-eyed teacher at the podium inside grew cold. 

She looked at Wu Di through the window and said ominously, “It’s 8:01. You’re late.”

Wu Di cried out in frustration, “But Teacher! The door’s gone!”

How was he supposed to enter the classroom?!

But the teacher’s expression only darkened further. “These new generations of students have no discipline. All they know is making excuses. Back in my day, if we couldn’t afford the paranormal tuition, we’d do temporary work at human slaughterhouses to make ends meet. No conditions? Then make some! Everyone else did it, why can’t you?!”

Wu Di stared at her, veins popping.

What the hell are you talking about?! The damn door was gone! GONE! You want me to "create" a door?! You gonna manifest one for me?! This ghost teacher is out of her mind!

Right then, Bai Wan quietly stepped back, brushed his hand over the wall—and the door reappeared.

The one-eyed teacher squinted and craned her neck toward the door, then pointed to it with annoyance. “The door’s been there the whole time. You think I’m blind?”

Wu Di: “…”

You ARE blind, you dumb f—it was a wall for a solid minute! Now you act like nothing happened?! What’s that one eye even for?!

But the ghost teacher wasn’t done. She stormed out of the classroom, face twisted in fury. 

Wu Di’s expression shifted. He whipped out his cursed blood blade and slashed toward the teacher. This was a powerful cursed weapon he'd obtained from a serial killer who had slaughtered over a hundred people—one of Wu Di’s trump cards, and near the blood-grade level.

But the moment it touched the teacher, it lost all momentum. The cursed blood on the blade even dried up.

“The item’s been suppressed?!” Wu Di’s eyes widened. He dropped the blade immediately and turned to run.

Too late—The teacher’s hand shot out and gripped him by the throat.

Hiss—

In full view of the class, everyone watched in horror as Wu Di was lifted by the throat, his life force draining away bit by bit.

All players in the classroom recoiled in fear, especially the ones from Team Good. This one-eyed ghost teacher was horrifying—common paranormal items were completely useless against her. And most of them didn’t even have an item yet, let alone one of high grading.

Only Bai Wan remained perfectly calm as he watched the scene. After all, he had… plenty of cards to play.

Blood-grade items? No problem. If that didn’t work, he still had that abyss-grade one in reserve. And if even that failed, he’d just wait for his Awakening Crystal to come off cooldown. At that point, he wouldn’t just destroy the teacher—he’d nuke the entire school.

He glanced down at the customized crystal in his pocket.

[Cooldown Remaining: 30 Days]

When he’d first entered the dungeon, it had said 40 days, which had given him a scare. If it was really going to take that long, it’d be useless.

But to his surprise, the cooldown had been ticking down rapidly ever since. Almost like… a bug.

That got him thinking—maybe even though his Error Code ability hadn’t triggered yet, some future echo of it had already started bleeding into the present. Either way, something was messing with the system’s restrictions. The crystal’s lock timer was collapsing faster than expected.

At this rate, maybe in a day or two—hell, maybe even tonight—he’d be able to use it.

And when that moment came…He’d give this dungeon a spectacular farewell.

…

With Wu Di dead, Bai Wan returned to his seat. Fortunately, the game had thoughtfully placed each player’s photo on their desk, making it easy to find.

As luck would have it, his deskmate was none other than the sultry Yang Yujie. She eyed him in surprise. “Didn’t expect that one.”

That door-vanishing skill had genuinely caught her off guard. If she hadn’t entered first, she might’ve been the one stuck outside.

Still, now that she’d seen it, it wasn’t so scary. Abilities like that were rare—most players only got one after a few dungeons. Since she’d already seen one of his, maybe there were only one or two more she didn’t know about.

Once she figured out how they all worked, she could find ways to counter them. This trickster didn’t seem like a power-based player. He relied on weird gimmicks. That meant she just needed to stay alert.

Yang Yujie smiled and made a throat-slitting gesture toward him.

Your bounty is mine.

But Bai Wan just gazed at her dreamily. “Sister… you’re so beautiful. That long, silky hair. That smooth skin. And that black blouse with a miniskirt combo? Absolutely stunning.”

Yang Yujie blinked. A smile tugged at her lips. She knew he was trying to butter her up, but still—being complimented by a younger guy wasn’t unpleasant.

She was about to tell him she’d leave him an intact corpse when he added: “With looks like that, you must be super popular with humans. Honestly, Sis, you’re beautiful enough to pass for a human…”

“...Are you human?"

Yang Yujie: “…”

Her smile froze.

The moment those words left Bai Wan’s lips, every ghost in the room turned to look. Their grotesque faces twisted in suspicion. Some of their eyes were even bleeding.

“Yeah… she does look human…”

“Hey, you think she’s really a ghost?”

Yang Yujie turned pale.

Damn it! Bai Wan, you son of a bitch!

She finally realized—his fear earlier had all been an act. That performance was Oscar-worthy!

Fortunately, the one-eyed teacher came to her rescue. 

“How many times do I have to tell you kids? Don’t judge a ghost by their looks!”

“Just because someone looks like a person doesn’t mean they are one! Isn’t that right, Lu Yuan?!”

Lu Yuan was Bai Wan’s alias in this dungeon. 

He stood up obediently. “Sorry, Teacher. I won’t judge ghosts by appearance again. I just thought my deskmate’s stockings and miniskirt combo was way too human-like!”

The teacher glanced at Yang Yujie.

Yeah… that outfit is kinda human.

She scowled. “Wang Yanfang! I keep telling you—stop dressing like a human! Act your age! You think we wear clothes just to look good?!”

Yang Yujie, finally spared from death, nearly burst into tears. “Sorry, Teacher! I promise… I won’t dress like a human anymore! I won’t be a person again!”

Bai Wan sighed. Shame the teacher didn’t off her. But no matter, he’d have more chances later.

And while he was busy throwing Yang Yujie under the bus, the system had already uploaded this round’s highlight clip to the forum:

[The Door Disappeared—So Whose Fault Was It That He Was Late?]

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