However, now that the Black and White Dice have disappeared, the female journalist has indeed escaped the boundary of those rules.
After feeling the restraints on her body vanish, she remembered something and immediately looked up at the corridor ceiling.
The ceiling was still charred black, but the Dark Matter that had seeped in before they entered the Dice's domain was absent. The smoke-stained ceiling looked just the same as when they had first arrived.
"Even if you think I am presumptuous, I still managed to get out," the journalist asserted, surveying her surroundings with stubborn pride.
Hearing this, Xu Shuo was silent, merely curling his lips in a cryptic smile.
He closed his notebook and then turned to leave.
"Hey, wait, where are you going?!"
The journalist instinctively followed him a couple of steps, only to see the young man in black collide directly with a classroom door in her view, then disappear entirely into the room.
