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But now, the sound of the storm and some faint thunder could still be heard outside the window.

"Rumble..."

Another clap of thunder tore through the night sky, the play of light and shadow outside the dormitory window sketched a vague outline, and it was a group of things neither human nor ghost, like a swarm of bats, clinging to the windows outside, each vying to cast their sickly gaze into the dormitory, searching for something...

...

After only a short fall through the thin mist, the solid feeling once again appeared under Lin Yi's feet.

Lin Yi looked down at his wrist, where the time had frozen at "2:18".

Gradually, he noticed that the watch on his wrist began to turn transparent as the solid feeling intensified, and his arm was also becoming more robust.

A series of nearly imperceptible sound waves began to hit him, giving him a feeling of heavy and intense oppression.

He took a small step back, and a human silhouette separated itself from "him"...

It was Wei Shan.