The noisy gymnasium was completely empty. This obvious eeriness, combined with the school’s already gloomy atmosphere, sent a chill down one's spine.

A terrifying aura lingered in the air. But at this moment, the people who had arrived here didn’t know what fear meant.

Lu Ce walked to the center of the gymnasium, surrounded by a suffocating black aura.

The sounds around him were so real, right next to his ears, yet he couldn’t see a thing.

It was like there were hundreds of people speaking around you, but you couldn’t see any of them. Standing in the gym, you felt like a lone island—terrified and isolated.

This place, even if you stayed too long in the daytime, could drive someone insane. If you came at night, you’d probably faint on the spot from fear.

And for the audience’s convenience in learning and becoming future players, all footage was shown from a first-person perspective.

Previously, watching “Sin”’s videos was about seeing a psycho torturing the Game. But this horror-themed instance was a first for them.

【What the h*ll? Why go for a horror theme out of nowhere?】

【The other campus mysteries are creepy stories to begin with... Sin’s playstyle is already violent. If we did this with proper puzzle-solving, it might be even scarier...】

Xie Antong was watching through the All-Seeing Eye and also found this one tricky.

This scene was starting to look a bit like Chinese-style horror. Most importantly, because the place looked completely empty, she didn’t have any usable data for analysis.

Lu Ce stood in the center of the court, chin slightly raised. The expression on his mask grew confused. (⊙ˍ⊙)?

Facing the empty stadium, he repeated again:

“So many people…”

Even though he couldn’t see them, his senses were crystal clear—this wasn’t a large space, but there were tons of eyes watching him!

It was a beast-like instinct, belonging to Wrath—an amplified intuition.

Just as everyone felt like they’d hit a bottleneck, unsure how to move forward, Lu Ce suddenly raised his hand and fired a shot!

Bang!

The air seemed to ripple from the bullet, and a hole appeared in the floor in the distance.

But other than that, nothing seemed to happen. It was just a random shot.

Yet the expression on the Wrath Mask grew more serious. His brows furrowed, and he quickly drew his gun and fired at another spot!

Then the gunfire kept coming. Lu Ce’s right hand seemed to transform into that of a western gunslinger, crazily firing at every corner of the room!

Each shot was single, but the rate of fire was so fast, and he didn’t need to let the muzzle cool down. The gunfire connected into a continuous roar, like a rifle sweep.

The bright and clean gym turned into a wrecked battlefield in seconds, as if thrown into a warzone.

The basketball backboard was shattered, the badminton net had fallen to the ground, and there were bullet holes all over the floor and walls.

But the gym still carried the same noisy atmosphere from before. The sounds of various sports hadn’t diminished one bit and echoed alongside Lu Ce’s gunfire.

It was like they were performing a dance together.

Everyone watching was stunned. No one knew what he was doing. Inside the gym, it looked like “Sin” had just gone crazy, shooting at random without any results.

【What? What’s going on? He’s lost it?】

【Looks like brute force doesn’t work here.】

【Duh, there’s not a single living person you can see. What’s the point of spraying bullets everywhere?】

【I thought he could just charge through, but clearly, we need to find a method or we’re stuck.】

Because Lu Ce’s actions were too bizarre, most people thought he was having a breakdown.

Then a voice came through the earpiece—Xie Antong’s:

“...What are you doing?”

The expression on Lu Ce’s mask had fully tightened into a frown. He scanned his surroundings.

He could feel it—there was presence everywhere. They were watching him, and that gaze carried heavy malice.

Among all that malice, most of it was faint, making it hard for him to tell whether it was real or just his imagination. It was as if he were surrounded by invisible, untouchable “ghosts.”

But just now, his sharpened instincts had tugged at something in his mind. One specific spot had emitted a stronger malice—something more “real.”

So, he fired.

But he knew clearly he hadn’t hit it. Just as he raised the gun, that intense malice vanished—and reappeared behind him!

Each shot since then was aimed at where that malice flared up, hoping to see what would happen. But every time, he failed.

The huge space was like a starry sky filled with dark, dead stars. Occasionally, one of those stars would flicker, just for a moment—caught by Lu Ce’s senses.

But the second he raised his gun, the flickering star would shift to a different position—usually behind him, completely opposite the last spot.

Lu Ce fired faster and faster, but it was no use. That flickering malice couldn’t even be caught by bullets.

To everyone else, he just looked like a complete lunatic. No one else had his kind of instincts—to feel the “malice” in the room.

In the corner of the gym, an invisible figure held its breath, watching Lu Ce finally stop firing, and hurriedly opened the in-game communication to contact Park Bu Seong.

“Hey, Mr. Park! This ‘Sin’ is here with me now.”

He was nervous, cutting the fluff to get straight to the point.

Park Bu Seong: Hm?

Then, seeing who contacted him, he instantly lit up.

“You’re at the gym, right? Perfect. Beom In, stall him for me. I know your ability—keep him stuck there until he dies!”

Beom In swallowed hard and continued:

“That’s actually what I wanted to tell you… I think he found me.”

“What?!” Park Bu Seong’s eyes went wide in an instant, standing up and staring toward the direction of the gym. “How’d he do that?”

“I don’t know. But out of all my spiritual forms, he shot directly at my main body.”

“Even though I switch between forms really fast, each of his shots after that landed in the direction of my real body. I’ve dodged several times already…”

Park Bu Seong finally relaxed a bit and said, “So he still can’t hit you, right?”

Beom In: “......”

“No matter what, the difficulty of clearing this Horror Mystery lies with you.”

“Confuse him. Mislead him. Stall! Your mission is to stall him!”

“You’re carrying the hopes of Da Han Mingguo on your shoulders!”