"Are they really ghosts? Can ghosts even be so innocent and pure? Do ghosts also play video games and make jokes?" Chen Ge started to have second doubts. He was unsure whether these students were actual ghosts or not. If they were ghosts, it was possible that they had no idea that they were already dead.
Arriving at the pavilion where the club recruitment drive was, every single club had people lining up to register. There were slogans pasted everywhere, and in the middle of the pavilion, the members of the street dancing club were performing.
"Nothing feels out of place. Am I really inside a door?" Walking through the pavilion, the sounds gradually weakened as Chen Ge reached the edge of the pavilion. He found a quiet place to sit down. He planned to observe the situation for now.
