From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 130 Corpses are everywhere, sin is everywhere
(This chapter was almost half-censored, there's nothing I can do about it, sigh)

The live stream, which should have been broadcast to a million viewers, was now eerily quiet, almost as if it were dead. Even the chat was sparse, leaving only Jeff and the others on screen.

This horrific sight made everyone feel suffocated.

One staff member helped Drake rest in the room, while the rest of the group followed Jeff on an unusual journey to "find the body."

In this abandoned boarding school, follow those tiny figures and search for their bodies.

The group went into the kitchen, and at the very back of the cupboard, they found a twisted skeleton and a small dog food bowl.
They also found a white skeleton deep inside the school's restroom;

Under the bed in the dormitory, you can find some broken bones, as well as some marks that look like they were chewed by a dog...

After searching two or three times, Caitlin couldn't take it anymore and ran to the side to cry and vomit, as if that would make her feel a little better.

Humans are the most empathetic race in the world, so they can often sense a terrifying, sinister malice from these white skeletons!

The location where these skeletons were found, and the unusual wounds on them, all told them that this place was more like a prison than a school!

An immigrant group designed a special prison for the indigenous people, using it as a means of cleansing and slaughter!

But this is far from the end; it is only the beginning.

After finding what was inside the building, they went outside. Behind the building, there was an open space that seemed to be used for growing vegetables and trees.

Then, they stood still in the open space and slowly looked at Jeff and the others.

Jeff felt a tightness in his chest, and an indescribable fear welled up in his eyes. "You mean, there are some down there too?"

The children didn't speak, they just watched him silently; some of them didn't even have eyes, they just stared at him with empty eye sockets.

Then, the ground seemed to creak, and small figures crawled out from underground.

One after another, they climbed up together.

They stood there silently, watching everyone with their own eyes.

Unlike the other children in the building, they all seemed normal, as if they had no injuries.

But there are still differences. Jeff noticed something wrong with some of the children's foreheads. Upon closer inspection, he saw that they had blood holes!
So... they were actually shot... ah...

Without a word, Jeff grabbed the shovel next to him and started digging.

The soil here is soft and fertile, covered with lush flowers and plants; it looks like a very nutritious place.

But just thinking about what was buried under the soil and where all that fertile stuff came from made him feel nauseous.

For a modern person, this kind of thing is still a bit too inhumane. How can they, who have experienced "civilization", accept such a barbaric act that is almost "cruel"?

In this situation, even the appearance of "ghosts" is no longer a big deal; rather, it's a very small matter.

It didn't take long to dig the pit before a bone mark appeared. Jeff carefully moved it out, and then he realized he didn't need to dig anymore.

Because right below this skeleton, after sifting out the soil, there are layer upon layer of skeletons, seemingly endless!
Now everyone knows where all those "people" who just got up came from...

"Bang!" Just then, a gunshot rang out in the room, startling everyone!
At that moment, all the shadows in front of them vanished in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed.

The group remained silent for a moment, then headed towards the direction from which the gunshot had been fired.

Soon, the door opened, revealing the scene inside: Caitlin was holding a gun, and in front of her was Drake, who had been shot.

However, Drake did not die; he was merely shot in the shoulder and was lying on the ground panting.

"What happened?" Jeff walked in and asked loudly.

Drake, panting heavily, pointed at Caitlin and shouted, "Quick, stop her! She's going to commit suicide!"

Before she could finish speaking, Caitlin had already pressed a gun to her head, her eyes filled with a deathly coldness: "Don't stop me, I really will shoot, just like now!" Jeff's eyes widened in surprise, "Caitlin, it's not that bad, we can actually get out of here, it's not that dangerous..."

He assumed that Caitlin's hysteria was due to a mental breakdown caused by the presence of so many "ghosts," and quickly went to comfort her.

“No need to say anything more, Mr. Ferguson!” Caitlin said. “This is not the reason I want to commit suicide…”

Her eyes were clear and indifferent. She pressed the gun to her head and said softly, "You don't know, do you? This boarding school is my family's property, and this expedition was part of their plan..."

Caitlin's expression was ashen. "They say this place might be the starting point for the family's resurgence... Ha..."

“I really believed what my family said before. They said our family’s boarding school was the cleanest and longest-standing school in the area…”

"So our family rose to prominence 150 years ago by relying on the money earned from boarding school..."

"Hahahaha!" She laughed maniacally, with a madness and determination in her voice. "I believed it! I actually believed it, so I brought you all here, thinking it was an opportunity for our family!"

She pointed to everything in front of her, and that feeling of collapse was reflected in everyone's eyes!
"But is this an opportunity? No, it's a sin!"

"This is the sin of our family generation after generation! Every single one of us lives in this sin!"

“I wasn’t just going to school, eating, or getting dressed; I came into this world stepping on their flesh and blood, drinking their blood plasma, and trampling on their marrow!”

Caitlin gave a bitter smile. "But I have no say in the family, not even the right to inherit. I only have the right to be a puppet, so..."

"Mr. Ferguson, do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, even Jeff, who wasn't particularly bright, understood.

Caitlin wasn't clueless; on the contrary, she understood it far too well!
She has lived here since she was a child, which is why she knows the truth about this place and understands its cruelty and horror.

This blonde woman with long, wavy hair, a symbol of both physical stature and brainlessness in horror movies, simply tossed out a book, saying, "Following family tradition, I found a record here... Ha, a record, they even keep records of things like this!"

"I know I'll go to hell, but I also know that I'll be there waiting for the rest of my family to arrive!"

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the woman's brains and blood flew out, staining the already somewhat dark grime with a familiar red.

The people in front of him, and those in the live stream, remained silent...

"Hmm..." Jeff trembled, took a deep breath, and recovered from the indescribable emotions. He then opened the recording in front of him, and the camera on his chest also transmitted the data to the live stream:
"Today is the first day of school, and I'm very happy. After all, a group of lovely children will be arriving soon, and they'll definitely make this place much more lively. But I need to remember their names first, otherwise there might be fewer people tomorrow..."

"Ah, the governor came to see it and gave it a good review. He wants me to keep up the good work? That's wonderful! But someone accidentally escaped. How could they be so careless? Only half of them managed to get out!"

"It's great that the students are working hard to learn English and our culture; they will forget their own habits and embrace true civilization!"

"Oh dear, two more children have run away! What a careless mistake! I've retrieved the other half for you, so thank me!"

"This year is over, but children will come again next year. That's great, really great! I'm such a good educator!"

……

"Hell is empty, the devil is on earth!"

"This doesn't look like a family record, it looks like a demon's chronicle..."

The words on it seemed as if they weren't written by a human. Jeff felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at them.

No wonder Caitlin wanted to commit suicide. Only a mentally strong person could remain calm after seeing such things.

In particular, the thought that everyone inside was a child aged 8 to 12 made the chill even more intense.

He looked at the building beside him again. It didn't seem like a building, but a castle of hell!
Those who call themselves "civilized" people have committed a horrific massacre against those children here!

This building, piled up with corpses and vengeful spirits, is terrifyingly black!

(End of this chapter)