Before Su Yuan could react, his name was already prominently dispyed on the bckboard.

  A strong sense of unease instantly enveloped Su Yuan's heart.

  His gaze darkened slightly as he turned to look at his younger sister, a hint of confusion in his voice, "What exactly is this?"

  "It's definitely not a slot machine." The girl's ughter was as clear as a silver bell, her figure gracefully floating in mid-air.

  Then, she elegantly flipped in the air, passing effortlessly through Lin Yuan, who sat at the front desk, and propped her chin up, facing Su Yuan.

  "I don't know what this is, but I have a very bad feeling...

  But brother, you must do as it says, otherwise... something terrifying will definitely happen!"

  Her smile suddenly vanished, and her expression turned unusually serious.

  Su Yuan took a deep breath, trying to calm his restless heart.

  However, the unease in his heart surged like a tide.

  He had never heard the word "terrifying" from his sister's mouth before.

  "Old Su, you're really lucky!"

  Ye Haoyu's face couldn't hide his excitement as he patted Su Yuan's shoulder vigorously.

  "To be chosen the first time you py a game, that's some incredible luck."

  "It's pretty good... Want me to let you have it?" Su Yuan smiled helplessly.

  Ye Haoyu shook his head like a rattle drum, "Better not. If it were another game, maybe, but this Quiz Challenge doesn't seem to suit me."

  "You do have some self-awareness..."

  Ye Haoyu's words gave Su Yuan a bit of psychological comfort.

  After all, judging by the games on the bckboard, the Quiz Challenge seemed to be the simplest.

  "Teacher Zhang, is there a reward for completing the game?"

  Css monitor Zhou Yulong stood up and asked the surveilnce camera above the bckboard.

  That was the only surveilnce in the cssroom, and if it was indeed a game orchestrated by Teacher Zhang, he must be watching everything from his office computer.

  To Su Yuan's surprise, the bckboard actually responded.

  [No reward, but if you fail, you must accept a punishment.]

  "Tch..."

  The cssroom was instantly filled with boos.

  "Isn't that just like answering questions in css? If you can't answer, you get punished with standing or squats? No creativity at all!"

  "I bet this Quiz Challenge is just a few math problems for you to solve, and the other games are probably simir."

  "Boring, I'd rather py Genshin Impact. Anyone want to join me for a dungeon run?"

  Hearing the compints in the cssroom, Ye Haoyu nodded in agreement, "I say they should reward us with a couple of days off, that would motivate us, right?"

  Su Yuan gave him a deep look, "You're destined to be a corporate sve."

  Five minutes passed quickly.

  The bloody writing on the bckboard began to blur and fade away, only to be repced by a new line of bloody text.

  [Game Start!]

  [In the silent night, outside the corridor on the fifth floor of Dormitory Building No. 3, a terrifying "ghost" appears, called "Family."

  "Family" will appear every night after the dormitory lights go out, finding every student lingering outside their room.

  Once "Family" finds you, it will remove your head, twist off your limbs, use its sharp nails to slice open your chest, and extract your still-warm organs...

  Savoring your beauty inch by inch...

  Finally, you will become a part of it, forever together with "Family"!]

  The cssroom, which had been as noisy as a marketpce, fell silent instantly.

  Everyone's eyes were drawn to the bloody writing on the bckboard, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

  "What... what is this, a ghost story?" A short-statured boy swallowed nervously, his expression tense.

  "The fifth floor of Dormitory Building No. 3... isn't that where we live? Old Su, what's going on?!"

  Ye Haoyu also widened his eyes and asked.

  From his expression, it was clear that the scene before him had overloaded his brain.

  "I don't know." Su Yuan's heart was also unsettled, "But one thing's for sure, this can't be something the teacher set up, and there's no holiday for you."

  ***

  The bloody writing changed again at this moment...

  [Please listen to the question carefully]

  [When "Family" slices open your chest, your bleeding rate will instantly reach about 200ML per second.

  Taking the participant as an example, the blood volume of an adult male is approximately 8% of their total body weight.

  And when the bleeding exceeds 50% of the total blood volume, death will occur.

  So from the moment your chest is sliced open by "Family"... until death, how many seconds will it take in total?]

  [Participants have three minutes to answer.]

  "Whose prank is this!" Css monitor Zhou Yulong immediately stood up and shouted, "Come out and admit it, there's a limit to joking around!"

  The cssmates looked at each other, but no one spoke, and the entire cssroom was silent.

  "So no one's going to admit it? I'm going to find the teacher right now!"

  Zhou Yulong said this and opened the cssroom door to leave.

  Su Yuan, on the other hand, was staring intently at the bloody writing on the bckboard, his expression somewhat strange.

  Is this really a math problem?

  And it seems a bit too considerate, providing the bleeding rate, blood volume percentage... all the data.

  If calcuted based on these data... my weight is 70kg, so my blood volume is 5600ml.

  Then the correct answer should be: 5600?2?200=14

  It seems a bit too simple...

  Wait!

  Su Yuan suddenly thought, the st time he weighed himself was a long time ago, and 70 kilograms was just a rough number in his memory.

  Unless there's a scale nearby, how could he know his exact weight?

  Moreover, does the person who set the question know his exact weight?

  If it's a math problem, why not give a precise number instead of using "participant" as an example?

  Thinking of this, Su Yuan carefully examined the question on the bckboard again.

  Sure enough... all the data came with terms like "about," "exceed," "approximately," indicating a range.

  Such vague data, yet requiring the answer to be precise to the second.

  It's impossible to have a correct answer this way.

  Su Yuan recalled the bloody writing carefully and soon had an answer in his heart.

  "How do I answer?" Su Yuan asked the bckboard.

  [Write the answer on the bnk paper in front of you]

  "Bnk paper?"

  Su Yuan was taken aback and looked at his desk.

  The grid paper he had been using to py Gomoku with Lin Yan, filled with Xs and Os, had disappeared, repced by a brand-new bnk sheet.

  Cold sweat instantly trickled down Su Yuan's back, but there was no time to think further. He quickly wrote his answer on the paper.

  A few seconds ter...

  The bckboard dispyed bloody writing.

  [Correct Answer]

  [Remaining Answer Time 01:36]

  "Where's Mao Houwang?"

  At this moment, someone finally remembered that Su Yuan wasn't the only one chosen to answer.

  "He's sleeping over there, Cripple Zhou, wake him up!"

  The skinny boy called Cripple Zhou was named Zhou Chang, Mao Houwang's desk mate.

  His left leg was congenitally disabled, causing him to walk with a limp, hence the nickname.

  Tasked with the responsibility, Zhou Chang seemed a bit nervous, carefully reaching out to touch the boy next to him, afraid of angering the sleeping tiger.

  Seeing no reaction from Mao Houwang, Zhou Chang applied a bit more force, like an old hen pecking at rice.

  "How can you wake him like that? Push him!"

  Seeing the countdown on the bckboard nearing its end, a cssmate urged.

  "Ah? Okay..."

  Zhou Chang gathered his courage, reached out, and gently pushed Mao Houwang, "Brother Wang, wake up..."

  "Is css over?"

  Mao Houwang raised his head, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

  He was a very burly boy, with a face full of stubble and extremely thick hair.

  From a distance, he looked like a young bck bear.

  "Not yet..." Zhou Chang instinctively made a protective gesture with his hands as he said these two words.

  "Then why are you waking me?"

  Mao Houwang frowned, looking at him with a gloomy expression.

  Being stared at by Mao Houwang like that, Zhou Chang became even more frightened, extending a trembling hand to point at the bckboard, "The bckboard... answer the question..."

  "Answer your damn question, what are we doing answering questions during evening self-study? Didn't I tell you to wake me after css?!" Mao Houwang's beard bristled, his eyes wide open, like an enraged bck bear.

  "I'm sorry!!!" Zhou Chang was so scared by his appearance that he fell to the ground along with his chair.

  Meanwhile, the countdown on the bckboard reached its end.

  [Time's up, participant Mao Houwang forfeited answering]

  On the bckboard, Mao Houwang's name was marked with a blood-red ??.

  [Now proceeding with the punishment...]

  [Please, Mao Houwang, step outside the dormitory door after lights out and remain in the corridor for ten minutes.]

  [You will be reunited with "Family" forever!]