Chapter 9

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Not only did it require strength, but it also required a certain amount of luck. 

“If you want to obtain one, that’s fine too. You need to find a deadly ghost, and then activate the mission and follow the mission’s requirements. After completing the mission, there’s a possibility of obtaining a Deadly Spectre Puzzle.” 

Maron did not have any intention of mocking her. He had an ability that most people did not have, and only then did he obtain a Deadly Spectre Puzzle. 

“I got it.” Mary replied. 

After saying that, her cell phone suddenly rang. 

[Mission activated.] 

[Students in the classroom.] 

[Mission description: There are always a few students who do not listen to the class seriously when the teacher is in class.] 

[Mission requirement: Observe the students in Room 403 before it gets dark and find the student who is not paying attention in class.] 

[Mission reward: One year of lifespan.] 

She looked at her phone and then at Maron. 

Maron noticed her gaze and asked, “What’s wrong?” 

“I seem to have activated a mission.” Mary said as she held the phone in front of Maron 

Maron took the phone and looked at it. It was indeed activated. 

“What do you think?” Maron asked. 

Mary thought for a moment and said firmly, “I want to complete this mission on my own.” 

“Okay, I’ll wait for you at the school gate. If you don’t come out in two hours, I’ll treat you as dead.” Maron nodded, then walked out of the classroom and left. 

“Okay, I got it. I’ll work hard.” Mary steeled her heart once again. 

She could not continue like this. Even if she could be safe with Maron, she only had five years to live. After five years, she would still die. 

Mary watched as Maron slowly walked towards the school gate. 

She encouraged herself, then found tout where the stairs were, and walked towards the fourth floor. 

When she came to the fourth floor, she found classroom 403. 

The fourth floor was a little different from the second floor. There were many classrooms here. 

Every seat was filled with people. These people stuck out their tongues and stood there motionless. 

To be honest, Mary was still very scared. 

After all, there were so many corpses here, and each of them was very strange. Anyone who came here would inevitably shiver. 

Mary gritted her teeth and walked in. 

The classroom was very cold. It was not an ordinary type of coldness. She felt that she did not need to be killed by a malicious ghost. If she stayed here for a few hours, she would simply freeze to death. 

The teacher on the podium wore a pair of glasses. It looked like he was reading a textbook on the table, but in fact, he was looking at the students below from the corner of his eyes. 

Mary walked to the teacher’s side and looked at the students below seriously. 

After scanning through them, she found that every student’s expression was almost the same. It was difficult to tell which student was not listening carefully. 

Mary suddenly felt that this initial task was very difficult. 

Other than the mission description on the phone, there were no clues. 

The cadavers below all had the same expression. How could she tell which student was not listening carefully? 

She then looked at the teacher who was standing on the podium. Following the teacher’s gaze, she saw a student. 

After taking a closer look, she found that something was not right. 

This student seemed to be different from the others. There was a bigger smile on his face. 

It was not a lot. It was a very small movement. 

Mary walked in front of the student and began to observe. 

When she got closer, she realized that the small movement was gone. 

She was stunned for a moment. Then, she compared it with the student beside her and found that it was still the same. 

There was no change at all. 

“Am I mistaken?” Mary began to doubt herself. 

At this moment, a chill came from her neck. Mary shivered and hurriedly ran a few steps forward. At the same time, she looked back. 

She saw that the teacher had appeared in front of her at some point in time. 

He was holding a teaching stick in his hand. He looked at her with a strange smile on his face. The smile was wide and seemed to be happy. 

It was not the sincere kind of happiness, but rather the happiness of a predator looking at the prey in its hands. 

This made Mary’s heart jump to her throat. Why was the teacher moving?! 

The teacher was an old man with a kind face, but in Mary’s eyes, it was not kind at all. 

Mary observed for a while and found that the teacher did not continue to move, so she continued to observe the student who was not listening carefully. 

Mary began to look at them one by one, walked to them, and observed them carefully. 

When she walked to the second group to observe, Mary felt that someone was staring at her from behind. 

She turned around abruptly. There was no one, and the teacher was still there. There was nothing unusual. 

Mary let out a sigh of relief. She thought that she was probably too sensitive. 

She continued to observe every student. When she observed the last one, Mary observed for a while more. 

The last student was not right. The expression on his face was the same as the other students, but there was something different. 

This student seemed to be shy, and his face was a little red. 

“Could it be this student?” Mary took out her phone and looked at it. 

She did not find any hint that she had completed her task. Mary returned to the podium and looked at the students. The teacher was also below, bending down and not moving. 

Mary was a little confused. Was it not one of them? Could it be that she had entered the wrong classroom? Impossible! 

Mary walked out of the classroom, stood outside the door, and looked at the class sign on the door: 403. That’s right, it was here. 

“How exactly should I observe this? The classroom isn’t wrong, so what’s the problem?” 

Mary began to think. If she continued to search like this, she would have to find out when it would end. 

Time did not wait for people. There was nothing unusual now, but as time went on, it was hard to say what would happen. After all, this school was full of corpses. Mary thought as she returned to the classroom. 

She went to the podium and looked down at the textbook. It was some basic high school knowledge. 

There was nothing wrong with the textbook. 

When she looked up, the corpse of the teacher had already turned around. It looked at Mary and she shivered. 

The task was too difficult. She didn’t know whether the teacher was a ghost or something else. 

As long as she didn’t look at it, it would slowly approach her. 

She didn’t know what its purpose was. 

Mary didn’t dare to try and find out. What if the teacher’s purpose was to kill her. 

She calmed her fear and looked at everyone below. 

After a few minutes, she still couldn’t see anything. 

“It’s so difficult. which student is it?” Mary shook her head and asked. 

At this moment, a voice made Mary’s hair stand on end. 

“May I ask what you’re looking for?” The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it came from the teacher. 

Mary looked at the teacher’s corpse with a horrified expression. 

It had spoken! 

It could move, and Mary could accept it, but it could speak as well? 

Mary did not answer it, but took a deep breath to calm herself down. 

After a while, the voice did not ring out again. 

Mary knew that the teacher was most likely the classmate who had not listened to the lesson carefully!