Master of Kaidan-Chapter 531 New Semester

It was the familiar dark teleportation, but it seemed to last longer than usual. When Feng Xue woke up once more, he unexpectedly found his hands heavier. Glancing down, he noticed a backpack had appeared at some point.

Noise erupted from behind him. Feng Xue turned his head and saw not far away, an open iron gate with the words "XX High School Experiment" written above the entrance.

"Is it another mental block?" Feng Xue mumbled, eyeing the blurry "xx." But more concerning to him were the men and women exiting the school gate.

They wore classic blue and white sportswear, each carrying or holding a large bag of books, gathering in small groups to chat while leaving.

Standing alone in the middle of the road, Feng Xue suddenly felt out of place.

"The vibe is off! Someone else might think I’ve traveled back to my student days!" Feng Xue muttered softly, swiping his hand. Fortunately, the game panel appeared—

Game Name, New Semester

Game Type, Survival

Mandatory Task, Survive 135 days freēwēbnovel.com

Optional Task, Complete one semester of coursework

Game Information, In this golden autumn, due to some reasons, you transferred to the fully boarding XX High School Experiment. According to the plan, you would spend an ordinary junior year semester here.

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"Just this?" Feng Xue looked at the game information, his lips twitching slightly. Then, while gazing into a mirror by the roadside, he threw out a bag of salt—

"Good thing I can change my appearance; otherwise, if a forty or fifty-year-old player came to attend school, they’d be doomed from the start."

Despite saying so, Feng Xue felt that if the game was as he imagined, even seventy or eighty-year-olds could sit in the class and attend school.

"Anyway, let’s investigate first."

Feng Xue glanced at the shops lining the road, furrowing his brows slightly. Compared to the previous games where there wasn’t a living soul besides players, the ’living’ here seemed too numerous.

Although the school looked somewhat old, signs of cleaning were evident, and the shops along the curb were in business. It looked more like an old district out of touch with the times than a haunted school.

Carrying his backpack and wandering aimlessly down the street, Feng Xue quickly reached the air wall. After circling around this invisible wall, Feng Xue confirmed the active range of this mission—

The center of the activity scene was the so-called High School Experiment building. Despite its name, the school wasn’t large, with only a plastic turf sports ground, a three-story teaching building, and a dormitory. Conservatively, it couldn’t accommodate more than five hundred students.

Outside the school, there was only a street’s worth of activity range. There were less than ten stores in total on both sides of the road, all single-story buildings, essentially consisting of stationery stores, milk tea shops, and small restaurants. There was also a small bookstore mainly selling various guidebooks and exercise books, but no internet cafes or book rental shops, and certainly no hotels.

"Tsk, tsk, by conventional routines, the school should be full of all sorts of ghosts. Being a boarding school implies once you’re in, you can never get out, and the way out left for players should be to avoid attending school and to hang about in the spaces of these stores for six months. And according to students, as the game proceeds, the ghosts in the game become increasingly adept, so perhaps not even these stores are safe... probably never safe, since the shopkeepers are likely not human."

Feng Xue thought about the game’s basic mechanics but didn’t feel worried. He casually found a corner and opened his backpack to inspect the contents.

The bag contained a lot, fitting for a high school student’s school gear.

Besides books and notebooks, Feng Xue unexpectedly found two sets of uniforms, saving him the trouble of having to model a uniform after classmates.

He laid out Santa’s sackcloth and emptied all the bag’s contents onto it, beginning to check them one by one. First, it was certain that none of the items were pseudo artifacts or illusions.

The books seemed newly printed, still carrying the scent of fresh ink, and the notebooks were of somewhat worrisome quality, being the rather ancient large notebooks.

Feng Xue picked up a Mathematics 3 book and glanced at it. His brow suddenly furrowed, not due to any toxic content, but mainly because the stamp on it read—

"Approved by the Ministry of Education 1999"

"Is there an issue with the timeline?" Feng Xue reached into his pocket and took out his phone. Although there was still no signal, the automatically synchronized date clearly read August 31, 2001, at 11:33 a.m.

"I thought it was to prevent student addiction, but it’s just because this era doesn’t have internet cafes or book rental shops?"

Feng Xue packed everything up but couldn’t find what he most needed.

Although that item’s presence for high school students might be almost nonexistent, for supernatural, especially campus-supernatural themed stories, it’s an essential item.

Yes, that’s the Student Code of Conduct, or school rules.

While this school was far from reaching rule-kaidan levels, and at first glance, there wasn’t even a trace of the Kaidan Fire, considering the previous case of the big-headed ghost, it’s certain that the ghosts here require the fulfillment of rules to kill.

But now without a rulebook, predicting the rules became a bit tricky.

"I really don’t want to brute-force it!"

Feng Xue sighed and decided to follow the normal student code of conduct first.

It wasn’t about deliberately suppressing himself; mainly, in his mind, this game had already become his possession. There’s no one who breaks down their own door with an axe, is there?

"First, as a student, stationery must be prepared. Hmm, for ordinary players, this should be the first hurdle. After all, this timeline is 2001; new money given to them might be mistaken for counterfeit and trigger the rules."

But for Feng Xue, the Money Printer, this wasn’t a problem. He quickly got his stationery collection in order, and to avoid rules like "must use a 2B pencil for answering cards," "must use blue-black ink for test paper," or "must use a red pen for grading homework," he bought a whole set of every type he could find.

Similarly, though he wouldn’t necessarily write anything, to avoid the trouble of being unable to buy external supplies due to the full boarding system, he also stocked up on all the reference books and exercise booklets needed for junior year. As someone who emerged from an era of cutthroat competition, he was well-versed in all conceivable school rules.

After stuffing all the big and small bags into his waist bag, Feng Xue felt slightly surprised he hadn’t encountered any ghosts. But reflecting on it, he just sighed—

He didn’t encounter ghosts, not because the ghosts spared people on their first day, but because everything he did conformed to what a new semester student should do. Conversely, does it mean those players who didn’t do the same would be attacked?

"Oh gosh, isn’t this a bit like fishing the pond dry?"

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