"Hey!"

Su Ming, with dark circles under his eyes, slumped on the sofa.

"Xiaolou, why is the School Belle ignoring me?"

This was what troubled him.

Since yesterday, the Ghost School Belle hadn't paid any attention to Su Ming.

Even when Su Ming entered the classroom, the Ghost School Belle kept her distance, making it impossible for him to get close.

Even during tutoring, she stood far away, using her hair to instruct from a distance.

Was it because he kissed her?

But she didn't reject him at the time; in fact, her Favorability even increased.

"She must be shy."

"Sigh." Su Ming patted his thigh. "Even as a ghost, she's still so shy, unbelievable."

The Jumper Ghost didn't dare to speak, only nodding repeatedly.

Then Su Ming's gaze fell on the tape recorder. "Does this thing really have a Death Recording?"

It had been playing all night, yet only static crackled from it.

"You keep an eye on it, I'm going to take a nap."

Yawning, Su Ming found a comfortable position.

The Jumper Ghost obediently squatted in front of the radio.

It had realized.

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Compared to the Ghost School Belle, Su Ming was the real danger.

After all, Su Ming could protect himself under the Ghost School Belle's hair.

But if Su Ming wanted to kill, the Ghost School Belle might not be able to stop him.

Ah~ a brain has grown.

Because the Jumper Ghost had figured out the hierarchy.

After understanding this, its intelligence soared, and its power began to surge.

This was a sign of a breakthrough.

The black resentment on its body began to turn blood red.

To avoid waking Su Ming, the Jumper Ghost suppressed its movements.

This lasted for over an hour.

Its murky eyes cleared up a bit.

Its intelligence had significantly improved.

This time, without Su Ming's prompting, the Jumper Ghost took the initiative to find a blanket to cover Su Ming, then drew the curtains on the balcony, and finally poured a glass of water to place on the coffee table.

At ten in the morning.

Su Ming was awakened by the Jumper Ghost.

"Great King, have some water."

Su Ming took the water and drank several gulps before realizing.

"You seem different from before."

The Jumper Ghost used to be quite wooden, but now it seemed a bit clever.

"Great King, I was lucky to advance to Extreme Danger Level."

"It's all thanks to the Great King."

Su Ming responded with an "Oh."

Who would've thought, this guy could even flatter.

Great King.

That title wasn't bad.

Creative.

He patted the Jumper Ghost's shoulder with satisfaction. "Not bad, not bad, keep it up."

"Reach Disaster Level soon."

The Jumper Ghost nodded quickly. "Great King, I will work hard."

Extreme Danger Level and Disaster Level, though only one level apart, the actual gap was as vast as the heavens and the earth, like the difference between immortals and mortals.

It's not something that can be achieved just by effort.

The Jumper Ghost pointed at the radio. "Great King, the Death Recording has appeared."

The radio was turned on again.

Sure enough, within it were indistinct sobs and screams, mixed with fragmented words.

Su Ming heard cries for help.

And intermittent pleas like "don't kill me" and "spare me."

Even just listening, one could feel the despair and fear of the voice's owner.

Then came a series of shrill screams, the sound of difficult crawling, the friction of dragging heavy objects, and finally the thumping sound of chopping.

When the chopping sounds ended, the radio returned to the static "zzz" sound.

But this time, the static was mixed with indistinct sobbing.

"Murder, dismemberment."

"The final sobbing," Su Ming murmured, "was from the deceased."

Through this segment of sound, Su Ming could even simulate the murder process in his mind.

"How should I deal with this tape recorder?"

Su Ming showed a meaningful smile.

Throwing the tape recorder into his Inventory, Su Ming turned and entered the classroom.

"School Belle." He flashed a charming smile.

"I'd like to ask you for a favor."

He took the tape recorder out of his Inventory and placed it on the desk.

"You said before you could make it awaken sooner."

"Can you help me ask who killed it?"

The Ghost School Belle looked at Su Ming suspiciously and asked, "Do you want to avenge it?"

"No, no, no." Su Ming quickly waved his hand. "I just have a bold idea."

The Ghost School Belle just stared at Su Ming quietly.

Who knew what kind of scheme he was plotting?

But after spending these days together, if she didn't agree to Su Ming's request, he'd pester her endlessly.

After pondering for a while, the Ghost School Belle nodded. "Okay, I agree."

A strand of black hair instantly pierced into the tape recorder, injecting a large amount of black energy.

The tape recorder automatically turned on, emitting the "zzz" static sound.

In just a few minutes, indistinct sobs and screams emerged from within.

Su Ming could feel the tape recorder undergoing some kind of transformation.

When the static completely disappeared, only eerie sobbing remained inside.

As the sobbing echoed, blood began to seep from the tape recorder.

The blood spread around.

Soon, a bloody figure crawled out of the tape recorder.

Su Ming stared at the bloody figure and asked, "Who killed you?"

The bloody figure didn't respond.

Instinct made it fear the Ghost School Belle.

But overwhelming resentment and malice made it hate everything.

"No intelligence, only instinct."

"Restricted Level."

This was the first time Su Ming had seen a ghost reduced to mere instinct.

At this moment, it curled up behind the tape recorder, though it feared the Ghost School Belle, its hateful eyes were fixed on Su Ming.

If the Ghost School Belle weren't present, Su Ming believed it would pounce on him madly to take his life.

"Who killed you?"

"Tell me, and I'll avenge you!"

Su Ming asked again.

But the bloody figure still didn't respond, only staring at him with venomous eyes.

"School Belle, can you help me ask?"

With no other choice, Su Ming had to seek the Ghost School Belle's help.

The Ghost School Belle nodded, slowly approaching the bloody figure.

She was too powerful, so much so that the bloody figure couldn't even muster the desire to resist.

A finger pierced into the bloody figure's head, stirred a few times, then pulled hard, and a clearer scene appeared in the classroom.

It was like a movie projection.

The Ghost School Belle said it was a fragment of its memory, a small part related to its death.

Due to its severely fragmented memory, only hysterical resentment remained, so the memory of its death was incomplete.

The scene depicted a blood-stained bathroom.

Bones and flesh fragments could still be seen on the floor.

A figure wearing a mask and raincoat was cleaning the bathtub.

He was scooping out limbs from the bathtub and putting them into a black plastic bag.

"Who is this?"

Su Ming frowned.

The person was wearing a mask, so he couldn't recognize them.

He could only keep watching.

The person seemed to have just finished dismembering, now dealing with the aftermath.

After watching for a while.

The bloody figure's memory fragment grew increasingly blurry, and just as it was about to disappear, the person finally removed the mask.

"It's him."

Su Ming recognized him at a glance.

A resident of Building 6, named Li Tao, in his thirties.

He recognized him because Li Tao's wife caught him cheating, and the whole community knew about it.

Before the memory fragment completely vanished, Su Ming heard another person's voice.

That voice said, "Brother Li, is everything taken care of?"

It seemed that the one who murdered the bloody figure was Li Tao and his mistress.

Su Ming couldn't recall Li Tao's wife's name.

He only remembered that people in the community said Li Tao's wife returned to her hometown after their divorce, and then Li Tao openly lived with his mistress.

Thinking about it now, Li Tao's wife didn't return to her hometown; she was murdered.

"As expected of the School Belle."

Before he could make a move, Su Ming was torn apart by black hair and then returned to reality.

"Really."

"Never mind, let's handle this matter first."

He first opened the residents' group chat, found Li Tao's WeChat, and then found a photo of Li Tao and his mistress through WeChat.

Then Su Ming pointed at the photo and said, "Remember these two people, you have three days to mess with them."

"The only requirement is to make it as big as possible, preferably known to everyone."

"Understand?"

The Jumper Ghost nodded, revealing a sinister smile.

[(Jumper Ghost) Loyalty +1: Current: 74]