Chapter 148: The Noble Urban Legend

Chapter 148: The Noble Urban Legend

In the charred classroom.

A serious fire mustve broken out herewalls that are completely black, with weird burn marks on the walls, as if somebody was trying to escape the fire.

The atmosphere was strangely dry and hot compared to the damp and chilling air that permeates the entire school. Plus, the tables and chairs were fully intact as they sat on the soot-covered ground as if they had grown back after the fire.

Hua investigated the classroom and frowned. Before this, there was indeed a classroom that had been burnt, according to the Night Division Records, but that was in a classroom on the other side of the campus.

A terrible deduction came to Huas mind: the school is alive and is shifting its structure.

Among the many urban legends, they have dealt with, it wasnt uncommon to have places of gathering for urban legends. In the end, all of them would merge into one, creating a much more chaotic, unstable, and terrifying entity.

She ordered her other members to investigate the classroom thoroughly, and soon they found something.

Every member quickly gathered, and with the aid of a flashlight, the molten and cooled metal on the ground was covered with palm prints. Even just by looking at the palm print, you could feel the painful emotions contained within its twisted grasp.

We need the fingerprints, Hua ordered. Well have to compare it with the missing persons reports around the country. As for the others, continue investigating and see if we can find other clues.

Yes!

Du Sixians group rushed over and entered the dark gate, and their figures seemed to be engulfed by the darkness that loomed around them.

Du Sixian felt as if many figures were hidden within the darkness; the eyes werent malicious but fearful.

The other three turned on their flashlights, and the dusty and decrepit teaching building was in sight.

Dust floated in the stale air, the yellowed walls were stained with large stains of unknown origin, and the metal doors and window frames on both sides of the corridor were covered with traces of rust.

The school seemed more dilapidated than the last time Du Sixian came here. She guessed that, ever since they left, the passage of time had become distorted.

She forced herself to restrain her own footsteps, pretending to be unfamiliar with the layout of the school.

Especially after she heard Group Cs reports.

All this while, she never told a single soul about her expedition here, as if something nagged at the back of her brain to prevent her from doing so. It wasnt like she wanted to tell them anyway.

Just urban legends?

Im very sure of that.

When Du Sixian heard this, her face changed slightly.

Is is my mistress an urban legend? But shes not evil; she saved me! This must be why she didnt want to be discovered by the Night Division.

And that voice in my headthat must be her! She guided me to the Night Division because she wants me to walk down a brighter path!

At this moment, she felt that her mistress was incredibly benevolent but misunderstood.

Although Im sure that it was only urban legends

However, although it is certain that there have been urban legends fighting here

But you cant tell what kind of urban legend it was, correct?

An Qing knew very well what Hua meant: the analysis of the types of urban legends through the residue of their psychic energy is affected by time. If the event occurred within an hour, she could completely restore the characteristics and abilities of that urban legend; after 24 hours, some information can be obtained; after a week, only vague information can be obtained; and after a month, next to nothing can be deduced.

Du Sixians hands were mindlessly searching the desks as she eavesdropped on their conversation, and she touched something.

It was smooth yet rigid and cool to the touch. She was startled and almost screamed but felt that it was familiar.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled it out, only for her pupils to shrink violently.

Porcelain

The white porcelain dish used by Pharoah and the others to play the Plate Deity game

At this moment, she heard the conversation between An Qing and Hua.

If we find anything special, we can give it to Gu Xiliu and let her have a psychic dream to recreate the events here.

At least shes useful for something.