Ding ding—ding ding—
Due to Xie Zhengyu, the cycle within the school experienced a brief delay.
As the bell echoed through the sky, Jiang Lin knew that this school was about to begin a new cycle.
He glanced at the teachers and students not far away, retracting his spiritual power.
He left this place and returned to his main body outside.
The live stream screen also shifted accordingly.
Following Jiang Lin, it appeared on a piece of ruins.
This area was within the earthquake zone.
However, this part was more remote, with many buildings scattered apart.
Long roads separated them.
And where Jiang Lin stood, the original school's appearance was unclear.
Everything inside was shrouded in black mist.
Seeing this scene with their own eyes, the viewers couldn't help but feel regret again.
"If only they could come out too."
"What can you say about this kind of power... say it's good, yet it turned everyone into this; say it's bad, yet it successfully kept everyone here."
It was, in a way, a fulfillment of their obsessions.
"Didn't ghost messengers discover this place before?"
"The earthquake range was large, and this place was remote. The Underworld was probably very busy too. Besides, ghost messengers who came here probably couldn't handle this situation."
"Streamer, streamer, what will happen to them in the future?"
Many viewers had this question.
...
In fact, Jiang Lin was also pondering this question.
How should he deal with these people?
Their souls were already bound to this school, and even if they went to the Underworld, they wouldn't be able to live like the residents of the Ghost Market.
In the past, Jiang Lin would probably have packed them up and handed them over to the logistics team.
But after experiencing so many things, he had gained a lot of knowledge.
At this moment, he thought of the "Scum Ghost Domain" in the Southern Hall.
And the Work Department in the Western Hall, where the brush spirit taught classes, and the red shoes taught dancing...
Could this school be transformed into something similar? Finding a suitable place for them in the Underworld?
As Jiang Lin pondered,
He simultaneously injected ghost energy into the magnetic field of the area in front of him,
Stabilizing its internal structure and barrier.
So that it wouldn't be damaged by the slightest action.
This method was similar to strengthening the defense and speed of the spirit carriage back then.
A moment later, Jiang Lin withdrew his hand.
The barrier in front of him trembled slightly, reluctantly rubbing against Jiang Lin's palm.
Jiang Lin: "..."
He looked at the barrier.
This thing... generally wouldn't have consciousness.
Even to avoid harm, it wouldn't.
Because it was too weak.
Was it because it was integrated with those teachers and students?
It was rather rare.
After confirming that the magnetic field of the area in front of him had stabilized, Jiang Lin raised his hand, and his power extended out.
It spread out, enveloping the entire school.
Then it compressed, compressed.
Finally, it was reduced to the size of a marble, resting in Jiang Lin's palm.
As the entire school disappeared, the original scene was revealed on the ground.
A…
Collapsed houses due to the earthquake.
Junior high school, high school, cafeteria, dormitory buildings...
Even the playground had cracks appearing everywhere.
"I'll take them back to the Underworld first. As for what happens next, I'll provide updates later."
"That's all for today."
Jiang Lin glanced at the sky. Although the time flow within the school was different from the outside,
The sky in the human world was already getting late.
Well, today's live stream mission was also completed.
Afterward, Jiang Lin opened the passage to the Underworld and returned to the Underworld.
The live stream room also closed.
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for completing the daily mission: Live stream for two hours. Points +500!"
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for completing the daily mission: Drifting Bottle Wish (1/1). Reward has been issued!"
...
After returning to the Underworld, Jiang Lin visited two Underworld departments.
One was the Mission Center, and the other was the Ghost Messenger Mission Distribution Office.
The former, although a place for issuing and accepting missions, was also very adept at handling various matters.
They had some knowledge of all sorts of miscellaneous affairs.
The latter allowed Jiang Lin to gain a deeper understanding of the current work situation in the Underworld.
Upon learning of Jiang Lin's idea, the staff from both departments found it quite interesting.
Especially the staff at the Mission Center.
Jiang Lin had just made a contribution in the matter of forbidden arts, so their attitude was very proactive.
"Although I haven't seen the Scum Ghost Domain with my own eyes, when I went to the Ghost Market, a storyteller mentioned it. It's indeed interesting."
Of course, the "interesting" here didn't refer to students being trapped inside.
But rather the learning model within.
Knowledge transformed into power, with challenges to overcome.
It could stimulate students' potential and arouse their interest in learning.
It might even persuade some students who disliked studying.
"If this ghost domain had existed when I was studying, I would have definitely scored higher!"
Another staff member beside him agreed.
Well, provided there was no danger to life.
"The problem now is whether this school can reach that level."
"Power is secondary; it's about the operational efficiency of the rules and whether the safety performance meets the requirements."
Hearing this, Jiang Lin nodded slightly, "It already has preliminary operational rules."
Further exploration and experimentation would be needed later.
Of course, he would also need to seek the opinions of the school and its teachers and students at that time.
Although the entire school was currently being manipulated and operated in reverse by that power, in reality, those teachers and students were not entirely without self-awareness.
While Jiang Lin was discussing feasibility with the staff from various departments,
In the human world—
At a public hospital.
This hospital was relatively close to the earthquake zone.
Although it suffered some aftershocks during the earthquake, it was generally undamaged.
Now that the major rescue efforts were underway, this nearby area had become a primary focus.
Those with minor injuries were treated directly at the emergency stations set up on the ruins.
Those with serious injuries or who were unconscious were sent to nearby hospitals.
In room 302,
A boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old, lay quietly on the hospital bed.
His skin was pale, and he had injuries all over his body.
Various electronic instruments were around him.
"Do you think he'll wake up?"
At the hospital room door, several nurses who had received the news gathered.
They looked inside through the glass window.
They dared not rush in to disturb him.
Recently, due to the earthquake, their hospital had been extremely busy.
Many doctors had not slept for 30 hours.
The nurses were also working continuously day and night.
The doctors were in charge of treatment, and they were responsible for the subsequent routine maintenance, observation, and so on.
Let alone watching the live stream, some were so busy they forgot where their phones were.
When they came to their senses again, it was already dark.
Looking at their phones, it was already eight or nine in the evening.
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