After a night's rest, Qin Nuo was full of energy.

  At around five in the m, before dawn, Qin Nuo got up early. He looked at the sky outside the window, which was not yet fully bright, and quietly turhe doorknob, tiptoeing to wash up.

  Qin Nuo didn't want to wake Qin Yushi, so he tiptoed back to the room, pced the login devi the table, opehe protective cover, and input his fingerprint onto the s.

  The moment it was ehe login device seemed to activate, and the sound of maery whirred to life.

  "Pyer identity locked. After password firmation, the pyer will ehe Hame."

  Qin Nuo said, "firm."

  As soon as the words fell, a beam of light covered his fiip, suddenly bursting forth and enveloping Qin Nuo's vision, turning it pletely white.

  With a gust of wind, Qin Nuo vanished from his seat, and a few sheets of paper oable were blown into the air.

  Not long after, the door opened.

  Qin Yushi walked in, picked up the scattered sheets of paper, reahem, and pced them ba their inal position. Looking at the empty seat, she seemed a bit lost and murmured, "Hope you e back safely."

  Then, she picked up her phoo report the situation.

  Meanwhile.

  In another er of Jinzhou City.

  Inside an antique shop, a man with gold-rimmed gsses and dyed blond hair looked at the card in his hand and flicked it aside with snation.

  Beside him, an old man in a Tang suit was casually wiping an antique with a cloth and said, "o wait, it's pointless."

  "He never reveals his true identity, which says it all."

  "Instead of wasting time, why not help this old man tidy up the shop."

  The blond man said nothing, leaned ba a wicker chair, opened a fan, and closed his eyes to rest.

  ...

  "Wele back, Pyer Phantom, to the Hame."

  Ihe game space.

  As Qin Nuo opened his eyes, a familiar voice sounded in his ear.

  "What instance is it this time?"

  Qin Nuo murmured. His game level wasn't high, but every time he entered an instance, he felt the difficulty didn't match his pyer level.

  Bloodstained Apartment.

  Saint Yasi Asylum.

  The difficulty far exceeded Qin Nuo's expectations.

  "This time, the instance is called—Bck Crow Ghost School!"

  "Game type—Role-pying."

  "Number of pyers: 100." (Large-scale)

  "Game duration: 20 days."

  "pletion criteria: Before the game ends, if the role pyed by the pyer achieves over 50% perfect portrayal and survives, the instance is pleted."

  "Note: Each pyer will have a different role, possibly a teacher, or a studec. The instance provides no hints, requiring pyers to quickly uand on their own."

  "he NP the instance have unstable factors. Once you assume a role, it's a test of ag skills. Don't let the NPCs reted to your role notiything amiss, or the sequences will be dire."

  "If a pyer gains the trust of relevant NPCs, they increase their perfe score. When the perfe score reaches 80%, it be rated as 'Perfect Portrayal'!"

  "After achieving a Perfect Portrayal, you trigger a sed role-py. Switg roles earn additional scores and rewards."

  "pleting three role-pys allows you to end the instance early a the Hame alone."

  "Mai: The principal of Bck Crow Ghost School is a mischievous character who loves hide-and-seek and role-pying. If you find him before the instands, you earn additional scores and rewards."

  "he map for this instance is not limited to Bck Crow Ghost School. It includes a secluded small towhe vilgers are friendly and kind. Remember to greet them warmly!"

  "If you get along well with the vilgers, you might trigger mai clues!"

  "Proteeism: Gain an immunity token and the ability to teleport to a designated location you've visited."

  "Good luck, pyer!"

  After the game instaails were fully introduced, Qin Nuo was momentarily stunned.

  "Bck Crow Ghost School?"

  He seemed to have heard this a bus stop before, but he didn't expect it to cide with this instance.

  "A role-pying instance, huh."

  Qin Nuo had read about it ierials. Game instances are divided into several types, and role-pying is one of them.

  This type of instance, while not as mentally taxing as Bloodstained Apartment or Saint Yasi Asylum, is no less difficult.

  It tests pyers' ag skills as well as their ability to remain calm and adapt.

  Qin Nuo had ried it, but judging by the instance's tent, the difficulty wouldn't be low.

  The number of pyers also surprised him.

  A full hundred people, which is more than double the previous instances, but more pyers don't necessarily mean a good thing.

  Because the pyer who pletes the instah high efficy exits alone, leaving the others without be.

  Murmuring to himself, Qin Nuo turned his attention to the Proteeism.

  Besides the immunity token, there was an additional designated location teleport.

  This should be the Proteeism of the upgraded login device.

  While it didn't seem very powerful, it could serve as a st resort if faced with a dire situation.

  Then, Qin Nuo opehe system panel and took out the ptinum treasure chest he had received as a reward from the previous instance from the toolbar.

  Saving the treasure chest for the instance seemed to have bee a habit for Qin Nuo.

  Clig to open it, the system's broadcast sounded in his ear.

  "Ding, gratutions to the host for opening the ptinum treasure chest and obtaining 'Cloth Ghost Doll,' 'Cursed Drawing Board,' 'Mysterious Music Box,' 'Phantom Mask.'"

  "The treasure chest level increased, so there are more items?"

  Qin Nuo murmured, clig on each item's details, quickly and roughly reading through them, and rubbed his temples.

  "The uses for these things are really varied."

  "The game space tdown begins. Please ehe instance before the time ends!"

  "Enter instance."

  After putting everything away, Qin Nuo clicked firm.

  Immediately, a beam of light enveloped his entire body, turning his vision into white light, and he felt a sense of weightlessness...

  Boom!

  A thunderous crash.

  It was the sound of lightning striking.

  When Qin Nuo opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting in a seat.

  Outside the window, dark clouds gathered, the wind howled, and bright arcs of electricity danced across the gloomy sky.

  A storm was about to hit!

  Qin Nuo looked up at the podium.

  The upper edge of the wall was covered with the css's Certificates of Merit, and the bckboard was filled with geometric math problems.

  Qin Nuo was momentarily stunned, looking at his own body.

  It wasn't the body of "Phantom," but that of a child about twelve or thirteen years old, with textbooks, a pencil case, and a ruler filled with childhood memories pced in the desk's partment.

  The wind from outside flipped through the math textbook, finally settling on the tents page.

  Several crooked characters were written on it.

  "Sixth Grade, Css Three, Li Xiaoming."

  JOSOLUNA