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He decisively chose the latter, heading to the library instead of his dormitory.
The first floor of the library housed an underground book storage area, with the main entrance leading up a flight of stairs. The steps were high, and in the middle stood a marble-topped table with two large water tanks on it, filled with various colorful fish. At that moment, the vibrant fish were being tossed about chaotically in the strange gusts of wind.
Yan Qing rushed up, using facial recognition to enter the library.
The lobby was brightly lit, and the students seemed largely unfazed by the unusual weather outside. In the reading room, only a few students were absorbed in their books, while the study room was packed with those memorizing their notes.
Yan Qing made his way to the staircase and descended to the self-study room on the first floor. The library was designed in a square shape, surrounded on all sides with an open space in the center. After significant renovations funded by the school, this area had been transformed into a modern multifunctional self-study room.
The environment was pleasant; being open-air and covered with a layer of glass on top made it feel spacious.
Yan Qing found an empty seat and fiddled with a fake plant on the table before plugging in his laptop. His instructor had given him feedback on his thesis, which he began to revise slowly. As he worked through the revisions, he regretted inserting so many citations into his paper—page numbers and references that seemed utterly pointless.
Moreover, his instructor had mentioned that there were issues with his citations, but after staring at them for a long time, he couldn't discern any problems.
Lost in thought, he looked up and noticed a man in sportswear lingering near a bookshelf on his right side. The man held a Red Card that looked slightly different from one Yan Qing had seen before, prompting him to pay closer attention; all he could see was the intricate pattern on its back.
The man was rummaging through the bookshelf haphazardly.
Curiously, Yan Qing asked him, "Hey, buddy, what are you looking for?"
Tan Ming pulled out a book titled "Great Power Tragedy." He flipped through it from front to back and then glanced at Yan Qing, asking in return, "Have you seen anything glowing around here?"
"Huh?" Yan Qing squinted but saw nothing glowing.
He chuckled and replied, "You might as well ask me if I believe in light? Just so you know, I only like Sailor Moon."
"Nope." Tan Ming shook his head firmly, ignoring Yan Qing's jest.
He tucked the Red Card into the book and returned it to the shelf. Stepping back, he turned his gaze toward Yan Qing and asked again, "Is there light inside that book? Red light—can you see it?"
"Huh?" Yan Qing widened his eyes and looked closely but still saw no light.
He didn't believe in the supernatural and took out the book, flipping through it carefully. There was no light; had he lost his mind?
No, there was light. Tan Ming insisted, and then he pulled the Red Card from the book.
Yan Qing was about to say something when the library suddenly went dark, plunging everything into pitch-blackness.
Students instinctively looked up, and soon gasps of surprise filled the air. As their eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, some students began to complain loudly about how the school could just cut off the power like that! Were we paying tuition for nothing?
Amidst their grumbling, a voice suddenly echoed in everyone's ears without warning. It was a girl's voice, cold and piercing, sending chills deep into their bones and making them feel uneasy.
"Campus Death System activated. Escape Mode initiated. Countdown: fifteen days." The voice delivered each word clearly and distinctly.
"Animal mutation!"
"Plant mutation!"
"Execution Ground constructed!"
After delivering these chilling announcements, the library fell into an eerie silence that made everyone feel anxious.
Tan Ming's expression remained calm as he discreetly hid the Red Card in his hand, while Yan Qing's face was filled with shock and confusion.
"Campus Death System?" He couldn't help but glance at Tan Ming, his eyes full of questions.
The entire library seemed shrouded in a strange atmosphere that made it hard to breathe.
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