The quiet campus was filled with a decaying atmosphere, as if it had been abandoned for a long time, even though it was bustling with the sound of books during the day.

In the deathly silent campus, the gradually brightening moonlight spilled over, and at the center, a weathered statue with an indistinct face was shrouded in shadows, resembling a small giant sitting cross-legged.

"The school at night is just a bit more eerie, nothing significantly different," Qin Nuo glanced at his watch. It was 2 a.m., and he had arrived half an hour early to explore more areas.

In the corridor of the teaching building, the moonlight couldn't penetrate, and the end was pitch black. Qin Nuo moved through the corridor with a flashlight.