The nights at Shenzaki Middle School were terrifyingly quiet.
Yi Lin's figure was faint, lurking in the night sky like a ghost.
While Oda Mai and Xu Anjing went to investigate the school archives, he had already walked around the entire campus a few times.
That included the eerily calm lake.
But as much as he had investigated the lake, Yi Lin dared not carelessly swim in it, fearing that should something happen to him, his teammates would be left without care.
The grounds of Shenzaki Middle School were ridiculously large. Even at maximum effort, Yi Lin's perception range only neared three hundred meters. It seemed like a large range, but compared to the size of Shenzaki Middle School, it was like trying to clear a blockage with a toothpick—eager but powerless.
Moreover, "perception" at full power was rather rough, only capable of gross measurements and unable to discern the details of "objects."
"Xiao Hong!"
"Xiao Bai!"
A flash of light in the sky.