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There was a signal, but the call couldn't go through! This meant that the network only worked within the campus!
Tan Ming hung up the phone. Yan Qing then realized what was happening. He skeptically said, "Try calling someone inside the campus again."
Tan Ming dialed a number he was sure belonged to someone at school. The call connected quickly, and a female voice came through, sounding very anxious. "Tan Ming, are you at school?"
The voice belonged to a classmate of Tan Ming's. He was quite surprised; he had called Professor Meng's number.
"Something happened in the office. Professor Meng is dead," the voice on the other end said.
Tan Ming's brow furrowed sharply. Professor Meng was his mentor, over sixty years old, and had always been in good health. How could he have died?
What on earth was going on? Why had the school become so terrifying? The caller was sobbing, asking through her tears.
Tan Ming wasn't good at comforting girls, and he himself had no idea what was happening, so he suggested, "Find a safe place to hide."
Before he could finish his sentence, a terrified scream erupted from the other end, followed by sounds that resembled something tearing flesh and chewing.
That scream seemed to pierce through the eardrum; even after the sound faded, it left a lingering sense of horror and deep helplessness.
Tan Ming and Yan Qing instinctively held their breaths, their breathing becoming shallow as if the air around them was thick with dread.
Slowly, Tan Ming lowered his phone from his ear and ended the call. He remained silent for a moment.
Yan Qing sighed deeply and cursed under his breath, "Damn this system."
Tan Ming immediately silenced him with a sharp look. "Shut up."
Yan Qing quickly closed his mouth, recalling the classmate who had spontaneously combusted after cursing the system. A wave of fear washed over him.
He realized he had narrowly escaped disaster. If only he had run to the school gate earlier! The library was about the same distance from Xi Men as Tan Ming's dormitory; if only he had left fifteen minutes earlier...
Yan Qing slapped his forehead in frustration; he had been too reckless.
Tan Ming felt no regret. In moments of panic, choices were made without much thought; a single misstep could not be undone. Now that he was trapped in the school, he had to find every possible way to survive.
He closed his eyes, his mind racing. He recalled the bizarre events that had unfolded in such a short time.
The Campus Death System had been activated, Escape Mode was initiated, and there was a countdown of fifteen days.
Animals were mutating! Plants were mutating! The Execution Ground was being constructed!
Disciplinary Action was complete; in fifteen minutes, the mutations of animals and plants would be finished, and the Execution Ground would be ready in three days.
A chilling voice echoed in his mind: "This is a unified trigger, irreversible. This system has designated the population; only Red Card Holders can escape."
Tan Ming pondered over the cold, female voice that resonated in his head. The Campus Death System, animal and plant mutations, the Execution Ground, Red Card Holders—everything pointed to the system itself being responsible for this chaos.
The most straightforward solution would be to end this system, but who controlled it? What governed its existence? If it was under the influence of some terrifying external force, under what circumstances did that force take control?
A series of questions swirled in Tan Ming's mind. He absentmindedly touched the Red Card in his pocket, feeling its lack of energy. His fingers froze as he thought about the Red Card Holder—was this card truly their only hope?
Yet at first glance, it seemed like an ordinary card. It only glowed when he first saw it; otherwise, it appeared unremarkable. But then again, why would an ordinary card glow for no reason?
It had to have some significance!
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Qing glanced in his direction.
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