Qi Yang tried to scratch the tire with a stone, attempting to blur the red number 4, but after scratching for a while, the number seemed to be carved into the tire, showing no signs of blurring.
Both cars had numbers on their tires, not just one. If both cars went out of control, the damage would be significant. If only he had a knife, it would be much easier.
But finding a knife at this moment had become a big problem.
Du Yong and the others were moving books from the car. Most of the books in the carriage had been moved out, and the accident still hadn’t seemed to happen.
Some students outside called to them, saying they should have come down by now.
The players looked at each other. In the dim light, the eyes of the ghostly students outside the carriage seemed to become particularly bright, causing an unconscious panic in their hearts.
“Can we not go down?” Xu Yang stood beside Yi Xinming, leaning over and cautiously looking outside.
Currently, there seem to be no accidents, but no one can guarantee that they are absolutely safe.
“Everything’s moved. What are you doing hiding in the car? Get out quickly, we still have to go to class for evening self-study.”
“Or are you scared? Don’t worry, no one dares to break the rules.” A male student walked outside the car, smiling kindly, but his smile did nothing to reassure the players. Instead, they felt it was a human-like ghost deliberately luring them out, waiting for them to come out so it could catch them all.
“But if you don’t come out, something really bad will happen.”
That student even kindly reminded everyone.
As the players hesitated about whether to go down, Qi Yang’s voice suddenly came from outside.
“Everyone come down, we can all brainstorm together.” Qi Yang stood between the two cars, which were leaning against each other at an angle, so all the players inside could see him.
When Du Yong saw that Qi Yang had actually woken up, he had been extremely worried when Qi Yang suddenly fainted earlier. Seeing that Qi Yang was fine, the momentary joy even suppressed his fear.
Jumping directly out of the carriage, Du Yong walked towards Qi Yang.
“Brother Qi, are you feeling alright?” Du Yong was very concerned about Qi Yang’s health. If anything happened to Qi Yang, whether they would survive today was an unknown.
“I’m fine, I’m just not used to the food here, and I didn’t sleep well last night. I had nightmares all night.” This was half-true, and Du Yong’s observation wouldn’t reveal that Qi Yang was lying.
“That’s good, I was so worried.” Du Yong breathed a sigh of relief.
“Enough about that, there are numbers on the tires. Everyone, let’s figure out how to get rid of them.” The others got out of the car one by one and walked towards Qi Yang.
Upon hearing the mention of numbers, many people’s faces changed drastically, clearly indicating that for them, numbers meant a crisis of death.
“C-can I go over there?” A player’s voice trembled slightly as he pointed towards the library, wanting to hide there. If the truck lost control later, even if it hit the wall, it probably wouldn’t collapse the entire library.
Everyone looked at that player. The others also wanted to avoid it, but there were still many books on the ground. Those were taken off the car and had to be moved from the ground to the library.
Although the number of other students was similar to that of the players, they seemed to be slacking off, not moving much, as if they were waiting for the players to come down before continuing to move.
And now he was standing behind the car, moving things. If the car were to back up at any point, it would probably run over quite a few people.
All the players were wary of the ghost students, and no one dared to speak ill of them or complain.
However, these people did not include Qi Yang. Qi Yang knew that when he spoke, these ghosts seemed to dare not disobey.
“We’ve moved a lot already, we want to rest for a bit. You guys move some first, and we’ll help when we’re rested.” Qi Yang wasn’t going to be polite with these ghosts; they weren’t polite with them at all, even staring at them like food at any moment.
Qi Yang’s classmates, knowing his special identity, immediately turned to move books into the library room. Some other classmates, who weren’t in Qi Yang’s class, were displeased.
“How long has it been? You’re already tired. You’re probably trying to sneak away, don’t even think about it. If you dare to run, don’t blame us for being impolite, because you’d be breaking the rules first.” In this game, rules are important for players, and equally so for ghosts.
The ghosts were practically hoping the players would break the rules, so their food supply would increase. The number of players who came each time was limited, and with too many monks and too little gruel, there simply wasn’t enough to go around. Sometimes, if they were unlucky, they couldn’t even get a drop of blood.
The tall boy, who was slightly hunched over, twisted his mouth into an evil grin, as if to say, “You’d better run, so we can chase you.”
Qi Yang’s classmates were happy to watch the show. Didn’t these guys see Qi Yang faint just now, and even the new supervisor carried him horizontally to the infirmary? If they still couldn’t see Qi Yang’s specialness from this, then these guys had been working here for so many years for nothing.
Hurry up and make some mistakes, so the supervisors will have their heads crushed, and there will be fewer competitors.
Qi Yang couldn’t be bothered with the screaming ghost and told the players to look for sharp objects to remove the number 4.
“Did you just scratch it?” There were faint marks visible on the outside of the tire, so Yi Xinming asked if Qi Yang had scratched it.
Qi Yang’s brows furrowed slightly, and he nodded, “Yes, but the number seems to be carved into it, making it very difficult to erase.”
Others found some tools, mostly rocks, and everyone took turns scratching the tire. There were various scratches around the number, but the number 4 remained perfectly intact, showing no signs of damage.
“What do we do?” Yuan Yuan stared at the black tire, and she wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the surrounding lights seemed much dimmer than when they first arrived.
Even as the ghostly figures behind them continued to move books, their eyes remained fixed on the players.
Someone watched Qi Yang and the others busy themselves, seemingly to no avail, and that person deliberately raised their voice.
“Hey, you guys, you’ve rested enough, right? We’ve moved a lot, so we’ll leave the rest for you.”
Qi Yang turned his head and stared at the person who had spoken, his eyes cold. A deterrent aura suddenly emanated from him, and the ghostly boy froze for a moment.
The boy was about to say a few more words when his body suddenly stiffened. Not far behind Qi Yang, the game supervisor was standing there. The supervisor had been standing there for an unknown period, and his gaze on the boy was almost tangible. The boy only felt a headache. That afternoon, someone had violated the rules and had their head crushed on the spot by the supervisor. Although the person would recover in the next game, in this game, until the end, he would live with his head crushed, without pain but living in agony.
The thought of that scene sent shivers down the boy’s spine. The other ghosts who had been standing around him also saw the supervisor standing under a tree not far away. The supervisor’s eyes were dark and gleaming, and his expression seemed somewhat similar to how it had been that afternoon.
It even gave people the illusion that if the boy said a few more words, perhaps the supervisor would wring his neck, leaving him to hold his own neck for the next few days until the next game.
However, the supervisor just watched, because this ghost hadn’t violated any rules yet.
Qi Yang didn’t notice the supervisor coming; his mind was more focused on the truck tires.
Since the numbers couldn’t be crossed out, what if they were covered up?
This thought popped into Qi Yang’s head, and he called out to Du Yong.
“Brother Qi?” Qi Yang’s number one fan, Du Yong, immediately trotted over to Qi Yang, looking like he was waiting to be demolished.
“Are you afraid of pain?” Qi Yang asked.
Du Yong’s eyes widened: “Pain? It’s alright.” He wasn’t very afraid of pain.
“Then find something sharp and cut your finger.” As for why Qi Yang didn’t cut himself, he was a pregnant man, and although the people here didn’t know it, Qi Yang still had the self-awareness of a pregnant man.
Besides, with a compliant tool like Du Yong available, why wouldn’t he use him?
Because Qi Yang didn’t clearly explain why he wanted Du Yong to cut his finger, Du Yong looked confused.
“Huh? What?”
“Hurry up,” Qi Yang urged.
Since Qi Yang had spoken, Du Yong knew it must be urgent. The tool he had found earlier was quite sharp, so he directly used the small iron piece he picked up from the ground to cut his finger.
But the next moment, Qi Yang pressed his hand down.
“Xu Yang, you seem to have picked up a piece of glass. Let me borrow it for a moment.” Qi Yang gestured for Xu Yang to give him the glass shard.
Xu Yang stared at Qi Yang and Du Yong for two seconds. He heard their conversation and was confused, but he quickly seemed to understand what Qi Yang wanted to do.
Instead of giving the glass shard to Du Yong, Xu Yang directly cut one of his own fingers.
Qi Yang watched Xu Yang’s bleeding hand and followed Xu Yang towards the tire. He squatted down and smeared all the blood from his finger onto the tire, directly covering the number 4 inside.
The same method was used for the tires of the other car.
Xu Yang got up, pressing the wound on his finger. He turned his head, and Qi Yang had been watching him. Xu Yang smiled slightly: “Is that right?”
Qi Yang went to check the covered numbers. They were completely obscured, with no numbers visible.
“Hmm, that works.”
At this point, Du Yong understood why Qi Yang had told him to cut his finger. Seeing Xu Yang do it, he felt a small pang of unwillingness and jealousy.
He was jealous that Xu Yang’s mind worked faster than his, and that he immediately guessed what Qi Yang meant, even though he was Qi Yang’s biggest fan.
“Everyone go move the remaining books. Qi Yang, you just fainted, so why don’t you stay here and watch, in case someone secretly wipes away the blood.” Yi Xinming slowly reacted as Xu Yang walked towards the truck. He really hadn’t expected it could be done this way, that it could actually be done this way.
Qi Yang found a place to sit down nearby. Standing for too long seemed to make him increasingly sleepy. All the other players were behind the truck moving books. It seemed the numbers had been covered, and everyone’s mood had recovered quite a bit.
It was at this moment that Qi Yang felt a little more relaxed, and then he vaguely noticed that someone seemed to be staring at him from somewhere behind him.
Turning his head, Qi Yang saw the supervisor, Fu Mingnan, standing silently behind him.
The two looked at each other for a while, then Qi Yang’s lips curved slightly. He chuckled, but immediately averted his gaze from the supervisor.
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