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The student’s body fell to the ground, unmoving.
A profound silence pervaded the area, reducing everyone to mute spectators.
With another clatter, Chen Hui’s bowl slipped from her grasp and shattered onto the ground.
Staring incredulously at the fallen classmate before her, a chilling sensation crept from her feet, inducing shivers throughout her body.
She whispered his name.
He lay there, eyes wide open, his body immobile, even his facial expression frozen.
Tears welled up in Chen Hui’s eyes, “Lin Zihang, don’t frighten me… speak to me…”
The other students slowly gathered around.
Noticing the activity, Tu Dan rushed over and, finding her student lying on the ground, reached out in instinctive panic to help him up
However, the moment she lifted the body halfway, her hands hastily withdrew as if scalded by its touch!
His torso lost its support and fell back down. His head knocked visibly against the ground, bouncing a little before coming to rest as if it were filled with some gelatinous substance.
At this point, everyone sensed something was dangerously amiss.
No one dared to speak.
Even if they had an inkling of what might be happening, they could only watch in horror, incapable of doing anything.
The oppressive silence persisted until Shen MO returned.
He found everyone crowded around a male student lying on the ground.
The student’s condition was peculiar. He seemed to be breathing faintly, yet there wasn’t a hint of vitality in him. And then, there was his skin… taking on a plastic-like quality.
Shen MO surveyed the scene and asked, “What happened?”
Chen Hui was jolted awake by his voice. She focused her gaze on Bai Youwei inside the tent—
And suddenly lunged towards her!
Shen MO reached out to intervene.
With Chen Hui’s shoulder blocked, she stumbled, her tear-filled eyes locked on
Bai Youwei as she cried out, “Why is this happening?! Why?!!”
Bai Youwei furrowed her brow and replied, “I don’t know.”
Unaccepting of her answer, Chen Hui sobbed in protest, “You do know! You must know! Otherwise, you wouldn’t have asked me to call him over!”
“I just noticed that his school uniform was on backwards,” Bai Youwei responded.
Everyone was taken aback.
And then, their attention was drawn back to the collapsed student.
The uniform was sportswear— the school emblem was embroidered on the right chest. However, the emblem on Lin Zihang’s uniform was on the left.
At first glance, it seemed like a manufacturing mistake. But upon closer inspection, the abbreviated letters on the emblem were also reversed.
Everything was reversed.
His parted hair had switched sides, his wristwatch had moved from his left wrist to his right, even the logo on his sneakers was backward. The entire person, Lin Zihang, had flipped!
Emotions are contagious.
Fear and sadness swiftly spread among the crowd.
They had witnessed classmates gruesomely killed in the game, but this… this transformation of a living, breathing person into a lifeless doll before their very eyes, sent chills down every student’s spine!
Shell-shocked, Tu Dan hardly registered when Shen MO spoke. Only when he prompted her again did she snap back to reality, commanding two male students to carry Lin Zihang back into the tent in an anxious voice.
Lin Zihang’s body was anomalously light, the two students lifted him with ease.
His body was becoming rigid, his body temperature slowly fading. His lifeless eyes stared at the sky as if it might answer the unspoken question: why has this happened?
Witnessing a familiar face turning into a doll was nothing short of psychological torture. It left many students wiping away their tears.
Bai Youwei calmly surveyed them and asked, “Who did this male student usually hang out with? Did he end up last night or did it just happen this morning?”