On Gu Mian's end, there was indeed a small anomaly—a very small one, as small as it could possibly be. Compared to Fatty and Zi Liang, he was relatively safe, for now...
Meanwhile, Fatty and Zi Liang were running for their lives.
Fatty cursed the Doctor. "No wonder we were all students when we entered—it's because those ghosts are also students! We all wear the same uniform, which made us mistake those ghosts for our own characters. It was all a ploy to confuse us." As he spoke, he quickened his pace, trying to run even faster.
"In theory, we shouldn't need to run if we encounter a ghost," Zi Liang, gasping for breath, called from up ahead. "Brother Fatty, you've never heard of anyone outrunning a ghost in a race, have you?"
Fatty shot him a cold glance. "Stop spouting nonsense. Believe it or not, this stupid game will throw you into a sports meet instance next, specifically to race against ghosts."
