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Living beings are spoken of in contrast to dead spirits.

According to Ma Dun's personal summary, dead spirits refer to the strange entities that people like Yan Junze have encountered, while living beings are the living.

In the experiments, Professor Putsinger found that the brainwaves of the "Broken-Winged Angel" were extremely intense and, after being stimulated by the magnetic field, this armless person imagined that he actually grew an arm out of thin air.

This was utterly inconceivable!

To know that this person was not dead but alive, that a living person could stir up a commotion like that of the strangeness, was simply beyond a perfect scientific explanation. Professor Putsinger's experimental results exceeded everyone's understanding of the strangeness.

It was also the first time Junze had heard of the term "living beings."

But now it seemed that whether it was living beings or dead spirits, the strange magnetic field they emanated was the key.

"Have you ever conducted specialized research on the strange magnetic fields, such as whether it's possible to change the strangeness by interfering with the magnetic field? That is to say, to alter the form, abilities, or even the obsessions of the strangeness," Yan Junze asked.

Before asking this question, Yan Junze thought of Ke'er's filthy hair. If it were truly possible to change her strange magnetic field, maybe they could give her a wash and completely fulfill her wish.

Ma Dun and Yang Yang exchanged glances, then Ma Dun turned to Yan Junze, "In theory, it's possible, as long as we can change the magnetic field. But I'm not even talking about us; even those special research institutes are probably helpless. Perhaps only the research institutions within the Exorcist teams have a way."

"If we really understood the principle of the strange magnetic fields, it wouldn't necessarily require them," Yan Junze thought to himself, nodding without saying a word.

The three talked for a while, then left the library's activity room. At the entrance to the male dormitory, they said goodbye to Ma Dun, who lived in another building.

Yan Junze and Yang Yang walked up to their own floor. On the way, Yang Yang remembered something and said, "By the way, have you heard about what happened in room 511 upstairs?"

Yan Junze's heart skipped a beat, remembering the supernatural event triggered by his arrival mentioned in the mission briefing. He pretended not to know and shook his head, "What happened?"
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Yang Yang explained, "They say that room 511 might be haunted by the supernatural. A few days ago, a guy named Han Zhao was living there because he came to school early to guide the newcomers, and he was alone in the dormitory. That night, he saw with his own eyes someone climb down from the bunk above where he was sleeping. It's said the person had a hole in the back of their head, oozing blood.

After leaving the dormitory, the person quickly returned and climbed back onto the upper bunk. When Han Zhao got up the next morning, there was nothing on the upper bunk."

"Does this happen every night?" Yan Junze frowned and asked.

"No," Yang Yang shook his head, "It seems to happen about every six days. Tonight happens to be the night after the second set of six days. I heard that the people in 511 are planning to stay up all night to watch out for this strangeness and even prepare to film it and upload the video to 'Open Your Eyes'."

"They haven't requested a dormitory change?" Yan Junze was surprised.

Yang Yang said, "They have applied, but the freshman have just arrived, and the dormitory space is tight. There's no separate room to switch to, so these people need to be placed in other rooms. Of course, the school might not be aware of their plans to film the video tonight."

Yan Junze nodded, "Isn't the Strange Club planning to look into this?"

Ah!" Yang Yang jumped in surprise, "We're a research society, not a Spirit Exploration Team. We didn't even investigate the 'Peephole Strange Creature' in the No. 4 experimental building, let alone this fellow that's monopolizing someone's bed."

By then, the two had reached their dormitory doors. Yang Yang added, "Those guys are just sneaking around filming. They definitely won't make a peep. Let's rest, go to sleep early, and forget about them."

Returning to the dormitory, Zhao Zheng and Xie Hua were already asleep.

Zhao Zheng liked to exercise and needed early sleep for his body to recover, while Huahua supposedly needed beauty sleep for skincare routines, usually heading to bed at nine o'clock sharp every night.

When Yan Junze entered the dormitory, he noticed that Huahua still hadn't removed the cucumber slices from his forehead.

He Bishou was the only one with the small desk lamp on, staying up late to read comic books.

Yan Junze returned and greeted his roommates without even glancing their way.

He took his washbasin and toiletries and headed out to the sinks to wash up. After that, Yan Junze laid down on his bed and started to ponder.

The level of the task "The Brother Sleeping in the Top Bunk" was "Anxiety-Inducing (Medium)". Truth be told, for Yan Junze as he was now, such a difficulty level was quite low.

This meant that the strangeness associated with the task posed a relatively small threat to humans; even with superficial contact, there wouldn't be much of an issue as long as there wasn't any deep interaction.

However, there was a new problem within this task that Yan Junze hadn't encountered before.

The mission statement read, "Before he died, his biggest issue was left unresolved. Find a way to resolve it for him." Initially, Yan Junze thought this mission was somewhat shameless—was he expected to step in and lend a hand to resolve an issue the man couldn't resolve before his death?

But after careful consideration, that clearly wasn't the case.

Feeling unresolved was only his perception while he was alive, but it remained with him even after death, forming a strong obsession. To help him, one would have to find a way to make him feel that his issue had been resolved.

Going around in circles, it seemed the problem circled back to changing the electromagnetic field.

If he could alter the guy's electromagnetic field, perhaps he would finish urinating through the altered "field".

The issue was that this method was beyond the reach of the academy's current research; it was simply not something he could find out.

Unleashing the Crawler Monster to assist was not an option either, as an immediate oppressive force would arise between the two strangenesses, making assistance nearly impossible—not fighting would already be a good outcome.

After some thought, a bizarre idea suddenly popped into his head.

Yan Junze looked down at his hands, "I'm a Fake Spirit Body now, which is to say, a 'Semi-spirit'."

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Room 511.

Han Zhao went to bed early, bundling himself up tightly with his summer quilt, gripping the edge even as sweat beaded on his forehead.

This time, in the upcoming video, he was to play a role that wasn't quite the protagonist—that of the on-screen presence alongside the strangeness the moment it appeared in the top bunk.

The other three roommates were on a bed diagonally across, leaving the mosquito net down as they covertly shot the scene with two smartphones.

After Han Zhao's first encounter with the strangeness, the other three roommates returned one after another, including Guo Jintao, who originally slept in the bunk above Han Zhao. Han Zhao immediately informed them of the incident.

However, due to the uncertainty of whether this strangeness appeared on a regular basis and the absence of any anomalies over the next two days, Guo Jintao and the others remained skeptical of Han Zhao, suspecting that he was playing a prank.

In the end, even Han Zhao began to doubt himself, wondering if the encounter that night had been nothing more than an exceptionally vivid nightmare.

Therefore, on the first night after six days passed, Guo Jintao, who was lying on his side on the bunk above Han Zhao, thought his roommates were messing with him when he felt someone pulling his blanket.

He was in a drowsy state when suddenly he felt a chill on his back. Without thinking, he reached out to touch and realized his blanket was gone.

Without considering the fact that in such weather, one wouldn't feel cold without a blanket, Guo Jintao reached back to grab a corner of the blanket, intending to drag it over himself.

Then he touched another hand on the blanket, a cold hand.