The date in the classroom was stuck on December 19th.
During the break in evening self-study, students were playing and fooling around in the classroom.
Xie Zhengyu stood in the hallway, staring blankly at the night outside.
The evening breeze brushed against his cheeks, cool and refreshing.
"Xie Zhengyu, why haven't you submitted your English homework?"
A girl walked over and patted his arm.
The girl was wearing a short white down jacket, her hair neatly tied back in a ponytail, revealing a smooth, beautiful forehead.
She exuded an aura of youth.
Xie Zhengyu glanced at her but said nothing.
He and Xia Zhixing were just neighbors, sharing the same bus home. But others always misunderstood and teased them about it.
"Classmate Xie Zhengyu, you're acting very strangely!"
Xia Zhixing took a step forward, standing beside him, and also looked out at the teaching building.
It was pitch black outside, with nothing visible.
"What's wrong with you today? You seem out of sorts?"
"Did something happen?"
She didn't usually interact much with this neighbor, but their families had a good relationship.
"..."
Xie Zhengyu wasn't surprised by her words at all.
Because she had asked before.
After discovering Huang Bu De's murder, he had gone through many reincarnations.
Each time, after evening self-study ended, he would return to December 19th.
During this time, he had conducted many investigations.
But he found that increasingly strange things were happening throughout the entire campus.
He had also tried to escape the school, call the police, ask for leave to go home...
But in the end, all attempts failed.
Why had he been chosen? Why was he made to reincarnate?
It was so strange...
Why was he the only one trapped here?
Every boy has a hero in his heart, someone omnipotent, capable of flying through the heavens and earth, saving everyone.
Xie Zhengyu had also thought about becoming a hero.
But when the moment truly arrived, he couldn't feel happy.
He didn't know if he was a hero or not, he only felt terror, loneliness, and cold.
The kind of loneliness one feels when they are the only person left in the world.
"I have no tomorrow."
Xie Zhengyu's voice drifted in the evening breeze. He unconsciously hugged himself tighter, exhaling a cold breath.
"It's so cold..."
He didn't know what to do anymore.
Everything happening around him was beyond what a middle school student could resolve.
And he was just an ordinary person.
"...?"
Xia Zhixing listened, bewildered.
What was he saying... it sounded like he had a terminal illness?
Xia Zhixing looked at him, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"Classmate Xie Zhengyu, if there's something you can't solve, don't keep it to yourself. If a child can't solve it, ask an adult. There's no shame in that."
"If all else fails, ask the all-powerful police uncles."
Xie Zhengyu tugged at the corners of his stiff mouth, "What if even adults can't solve it?"
Xia Zhixing glanced at him, realizing he was indeed in trouble.
"For professional matters, find professional people. If it can't be solved, it means you haven't found the right person."
She put her hands in her pockets, her small face pale from the evening wind. "Tell me, what kind of matter is it?"
Xie Zhengyu didn't directly mention the reincarnation, but after thinking for a moment, he said, "The end of science, things that humans currently cannot reach."
"That's simple!"
The girl's tone was light. "Just ask the streamer!"
"What?"
Xie Zhengyu vaguely sensed something, but he was still missing a piece.
A sense of urgency welled up in his heart.
Ring—Ring—
The bell for evening self-study rang.
"The Underworld Healing Daily Live Stream! The streamer will definitely be able to help!"
Xia Zhixing said, then quickly ran back to the classroom, not forgetting to remind him:
"Hurry up and go to class, and remember to give me your English homework."
The streamer?!
Jiang Wuchang?!
Xia Zhixing's words struck Xie Zhengyu's mind like a thunderbolt.
That's right! There's the streamer!
Although he didn't watch much live streaming, he had heard about it to some extent over the years.
"Damn! Why didn't I think of it at the crucial moment!"
Xie Zhengyu slapped his forehead, a glimmer of hope rekindled in his heart.
Regardless of whether it was useful or not, he would contact them first!
Humans are strange creatures; they only pay attention to and believe in things they can use.
When they don't need them...
It's the 21st century, believe in science, okay?
...
Xie Zhengyu scurried to the office because they weren't allowed to bring phones to school.
"Teacher, something has come up at home, can I borrow a phone?"
After borrowing the phone, Xie Zhengyu quickly searched for the "Underworld Healing Daily Live Stream."
He was surprised to find that this teacher also followed the live stream.
At the moment, the live stream hadn't started yet, and only a group of viewers were chatting in the dark screen.
Xie Zhengyu's thumbs flew across the keyboard, concisely stating his situation and address.
"...I've been trapped in the same day for many days, please help me, all viewers..."
"If the streamer starts broadcasting, please help me seek assistance. Thank you all."
"If I am saved, I will definitely spend money to express my gratitude! (Please!) jpg."
After quickly sending the message, Xie Zhengyu recalled the scenes from previous times when he tried to send messages out.
When he called the police, the signal was bad, and the other party couldn't hear him at all.
When he called his parents, they kept saying: Trust your teacher, study hard. We'll make you delicious food when we come back for the holidays.
Even when he called strangers... they simply ignored what he was saying, responding with vague murmurs before hanging up.
This time...
Would it be successful?
Xie Zhengyu held his phone, praying with fear and intensity.
Please, make sure it gets to the streamer!
...
...
"System prompt: Becoming an excellent First-Class Ghost Messenger, current mission progress: 96%."
The Underworld.
Eighteen Halls.
Listening to the system prompt, Jiang Lin remembered that this main quest was still stuck.
To become an excellent First-Class Ghost Messenger, he had previously accepted many tasks from the mission center.
When doing tasks related to "Spirits," it had triggered a series of follow-up events.
Happy Community, Vacation in the Human World, Mr. Qi - The Legend of the Qilin.
Later, he was busy with the drifting bottle missions, merging divine power and ghost energy...
During that period, the mission progress for becoming an excellent First-Class Ghost Messenger had been stuck at 90%.
Now, it had increased to 96%...
Jiang Lin pondered for a moment, could it be because of the forbidden arts?
It seems that the Lou Yangzi played a significant role during the ghost control period.
Could it be that he is truly the Lord of Taboos? Were those forbidden arts created by him?
Where did Que Sixi find him?
As Jiang Lin thought, he took out the wish drifting bottle.
The system's daily drifting bottle mission could only be done once a day.
Upon completion, one could obtain a trace of divine power.
If he had spare time, he would accept more underworld tasks to complete the excellent ghost messenger mission progress as soon as possible.
He wondered what would appear after this mission was completed.
'I hope the system doesn't get stuck at 99.9999%...'
Lost in thought, Jiang Lin opened the drifting bottle, and a nebula drifted out from the bottle's opening.
It flickered with specks of light, each light point representing a wish from a drifting bottle.
Just as Jiang Lin was about to reach out and select a task, a light point lit up in front of his hand, shining brightly.
It was as if it had suddenly jumped in front of him.
Jiang Lin's finger paused, then moved down.
With a gentle touch, the light transformed into a small piece of paper and fell.
【System prompt: Wish drifting bottle *1 has been picked up】
...