Who left their last words here?

Chapter 19 So you're the mastermind behind it all, right?

The hill behind Hengtan Elementary School.

An abandoned school building.

The depths of darkness where sunlight cannot penetrate.

Lin Quan huddled in the corner, his body trembling from time to time.

Terrible memories assaulted him.

What did we do to you?

"You don't just tell on the teacher, do you?"

"How long have you been using this shabby backpack? My dog ​​uses a better one."

"Hey Fatty, I heard you have a crush on the class monitor? Is it true? I'm going to go ask the class monitor!"

"We were just joking. You can't take a joke, can you? You're so stingy and sensitive."

"Hey, your mom made you a chicken leg? It looks pretty good, can I have a bite?"

"You dare glare at me? Fine, then don't leave after school."

...The flashbacks alternated faster and faster, eventually distorting into a chaotic mess.

All that remained was a cacophony of sounds that overwhelmed my ears, rising and falling in waves.

"no, do not want……"

His body trembled more violently.

Finally, the chaotic memories stopped changing and froze on a certain scene.

"How pitiful."

A man in red leather shoes walked up to him, who was covered in wounds.

The question, tinged with pity, sounded like the seductive whispers of a demon.
"deal?"

"To be a coward for life, or a hero for a moment?"

"what--"

His body stopped trembling.

I remembered.

He is no longer "Lin Quan".

The thing huddled in the corner slowly emerged from the shadows.

As the light slowly illuminated the room, a huge "backpack" stood in the messy, abandoned classroom.

This is a huge, dirty, and badly worn "backpack man," with the facial features of a human face vaguely visible on its surface, and two shoulder straps supporting it on the ground to form two legs.

The bulging backpack looked like it was stuffed full of heavy things, as if it might burst at any moment; the rusted zipper had a crack.

"How long have you been using this shabby backpack? My dog ​​uses a better one."

"Don't leave after school."

Bullying words echoed faintly from within.

The schoolbag, which should have been filled with knowledge, is now filled with humiliating memories.

Lin Quan is dead.

he is……

With the fabric groaning under its own weight, he slowly dragged the straps and walked out of the empty classroom, which was a mess, backlit by the light.

Because he smelled the scent of more than one stranger approaching.

Undoubtedly, they were there to bully him as well.

"Unforgivable..."

A deep, hoarse roar came from the darkness deep inside the backpack zipper.

The ominous aura spread naturally, turning the walls black inch by inch, making them look as if they had aged ten years in the blink of an eye.

Then go and kill them—

It is an urban legend that haunts the abandoned school building.

……

"Is this it?" Section Chief Liu asked solemnly, examining the abandoned teaching building in front of him.

The collapsed iron gate was covered with moss, and a faint smell of decay permeated the air.

The walls were covered with dark green ivy, but they didn't look lively. Instead, they looked gloomy because the towering ancient trees blocked the sunlight.

"Yes, we have received more than one report, with people claiming to have seen strange things here."

Captain Wang followed beside Section Chief Liu, with a group of Special Administration Commissioners surveying the environment behind them.

"Yes, this situation falls under the category of urban legends. If it is true, there is usually a field team to handle it."

Section Chief Liu shook his head and casually pulled out a cigar.
"But now that it's already on our faces, there's no reason to stand idly by."

As he spoke, he shook the silver-white briefcase in his left hand.

"Thank you very much."

Captain Wang quickly took out a lighter to light a cigarette for Section Chief Liu.

"With you all taking action, what can't be solved!"

Section Chief Liu smiled, neither confirming nor denying the question.

"However, I need to submit a report to my superiors first and get their approval for our actions."

"Don't worry, it shouldn't be long."

While speaking, he habitually and cautiously observed his surroundings.

I don't know if it was just his imagination.

He always felt that the atmosphere around him was undergoing some kind of subtle change.

In a daze, the sunlight seemed to be shifting.

The shadows are deepening.

It was as if the approach of a stranger's presence was imminent, and this abandoned school building...

They were also awakened.

—At that moment, Section Chief Liu frowned slightly.

……

Infirmary.

The sky-blue curtains blocked out the sunlight, creating a cool and tranquil interior.

Liu Huahua, the proudest daughter of Section Chief Liu of the Black Box Special Administration, slowly woke up from her deep sleep, rubbing her sleepy eyes with her little hands.

"ah!"

As her vision cleared, she suddenly cried out in fright.

Because the homeroom teacher quietly sat by her bedside peeling an apple.

"Awake?"

The round-faced teacher with glasses handed over an apple. "Want an apple?"

Sitting up in bed, Liu Huahua took the apple somewhat blankly, hesitating to speak.

The round-faced teacher tucked her hair behind her ears and blinked her eyes.
"Actually, you don't have a fever, right?"

"!!" Little Liu trembled violently, his voice shaking uncontrollably as he spoke.

"Professor Yuan... how... how did you know?"

"Because you've been acting strangely lately, and you haven't been talking much."

“I’ve been observing you for a while now.”

Teacher Yuan looked into her eyes and spoke softly.
"What exactly happened? Can you tell the teacher?"

"But... okay."

After hesitating for a long time, Liu Huahua finally began to recount her experiences over the past period.

She pretended to be sick because she didn't want to go to school.

To be precise, she was bullied by her classmates.

Her classmates bullied her, saying she was a child without parents because they rarely saw her parents pick her up.

She didn't know what her parents did. Sometimes she thought they might be elite agents of some mysterious organization, busy traveling around saving the world every day.

Otherwise, how could he be so busy that he has no time to take care of her and just leave her at the boarding school?

But most of the time, she doesn't actually want her parents to be superheroes.

She just wanted them to be by her side every day, like the strawberry bear she received for her last birthday.

There were only a few children who bullied her, but the more she was bullied, the less she wanted to talk to people. The less she wanted to talk to people, the more people bullied her, and the more unscrupulous they became.

Gradually, she came to enjoy faking illness.

As long as you run to the infirmary and hide, everything will be quiet.

The smell of disinfectant was reassuring, and the wind rustled the leaves outside the window.

Once the infirmary door is closed, through the sky-blue curtains, all the unpleasant things at school seem to go to another world.

However, this caused her studies to fall behind.

This time, the act went too far, attracting the attention of the homeroom teacher.

It's all over, it's all over, I feel like we're doomed...

Liu Huahua felt uneasy and trembled in her bed, carefully observing Teacher Yuan's unpredictable expression.

How many elementary school students aren't afraid of their teachers?

"..."

Teacher Yuan's brows were furrowed.

After listening to Liu Huahua's hesitant description, she was angry, but also confused.

According to Liu Huahua, she was often bullied by several girls in her class.

Frustrated, Liu Huahua gradually wanted to escape, and even considered dropping out of school.

This is quite serious.

As a homeroom teacher, it is a serious dereliction of duty that she did not notice such a bullying incident in her class beforehand!
She absolutely would not allow such a terrible thing to happen before her eyes.

but……

"But."

Teacher Yuan looked at Liu Huahua seriously.

"There are none of the people you mentioned in the class."

“…Huh?” Liu Huahua opened her mouth wide, her face full of confusion.

"Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Just then, a male voice came from outside.

A handsome man in a white lab coat pushed open the door and entered.

"Doctor!" Liu Huahua called out instinctively, her voice filled with affection.

Because every time she was bullied and came to the infirmary pretending to be sick, this doctor would also act as her psychologist.

He listened quietly to Liu Huahua's secret and patiently offered her guidance.

In Liu Huahua's eyes, this doctor was a very reliable older brother.

The doctor looked at Teacher Yuan and sighed:
"It's because of teachers like you who don't trust their students that Xiao Liu is in so much pain and doesn't dare to confide in you."

"I feel like you're the kind of awful teacher who, when a student gets hit, will ask, 'Why were you the only one hit and not the others?'" "That's not it..." Teacher Yuan's eyes widened.

As the homeroom teacher, how could she not know whether those students were in the class or not!

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to reason with you. You don't deserve to listen."

The doctor gave a disdainful sneer, then his gaze softened and fell on Liu Huahua:

"Little Liu, come with me."

"Eh? Um..."

Liu Huahua was stunned for a moment, then her eyes became unfocused and she looked confused.

She stiffly got out of bed and swayed as she walked toward the doctor.

"Wait, where are you going?" Teacher Yuan began to sense that something was wrong.

"Then you don't need to worry about it."

The doctor waved his hand dismissively.

"No matter what, this won't do!" Teacher Yuan stood up anxiously, trying to block the two of them.

"Om-"

The air vibrated like the echo of cicadas chirping.

A slap landed on Teacher Yuan's thin shoulder.

Like a rag doll, Teacher Yuan's body flew out and dragged on the ground.

I coldly watched as Teacher Yuan lay on the ground, her shoulders slumped, groaning in pain.

The doctor spoke in a cold voice, shielding Liu Huahua, whose eyes were glazed over, behind him:
"Stay away from my artwork."

In my line of sight, all I could see were the doctor's strikingly bright red leather shoes.

Teacher Yuan's mind went completely blank.

what is that?
Who is he? A monster?
It hurts so much...

The current developments have completely exceeded her understanding of life over the past twenty years.

Why stop your students from going to better people?

"You are such a selfish person."

The doctor spoke softly, as if brushing dust off his hands, with a look of disgust on his face.

"I was already in a bad mood."

"A bunch of disgusting guys suddenly appeared, forcing me to abandon my first work of art that I had painstakingly nurtured."

"Are you going to stop me from taking away the second, unfinished... half-finished product of the ritual?"

As he spoke, he unconsciously began stomping the heels of his red leather shoes on the ground, making a "slap, slap, slap" sound.

He started biting his nails, speaking faster and faster, rambling on and on nervously.

"—Do you know how long I've been lying in wait in this little infirmary, how much effort I've put in, and how many illusionary guidances I've created for the formation of this artwork?"

"You don't know, you don't know anything!"

"If all teachers were truly exemplary, I wouldn't be the way I am now."

"If they had noticed the anomaly earlier, neither Lin Quan nor Liu Huahua would have ended up like this!"

"You're no different from those damned Special Administration cockroaches, those pathetic, pathetic self-proclaimed responsible things, just the smell of them makes me want to vomit!"

At this point, the doctor's expression revealed an unparalleled ferocity.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Heavy footsteps pounded on the ground.

He walked over anxiously, his shadow stretching across the ground, obscuring Ms. Yuan's helpless and bewildered expression.

Overwhelmed by fear, she tried to scream for help, but it was clearly no use.

"How can someone like you be changed?"

"Go to hell!"

The doctor's cold and angry words fell to the ground.

He raised his hand—

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A cheerful knock on the door broke the tense atmosphere.

——Who?

At a time like this?
The doctor turned around menacingly, his eyes gleaming like a hawk's and a wolf's, exuding a murderous aura.

Then the door opened.

"anyone there?"

A boy wearing a gold chain suddenly poked his head out from behind the door.

Two pairs of bewildered and confused eyes fell on him.

Looking around at the indescribable scene, Bai Zhou blinked and gave an awkward smile:
"Excuse me, you've come to the wrong door."

Then, "snap!"
Bai Zhou closed the door and disappeared without hesitation.

"..." The doctor turned around, looked at the teacher again, and his expression turned ferocious again.

In any case, let's deal with the immediate problem first.

He believed in solving problems one by one, which was his philosophy of life.

"boom--"

This time, it was a sudden, loud bang.

"oi——"

A sharp cry rang in my ears.

Again?

The doctor turned around.

Just then, I saw the person break through the window and enter.

The glass shattered, scattering everywhere with a crash.

The bright sunlight streamed in.

A boy suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

He was still waving an iron stool leg that he had picked up from somewhere.

"what……"

The doctor just thought the kid had gone mad.

And it's ridiculous.

After watching two third-rate spy movies, he started imitating the hero saving the damsel in distress trope.

—But could you replace the ridiculous bench legs with knives first?
But the next moment, he realized something was wrong.

The moment the iron stool leg touched me, a strange burning sensation swept over my entire body.

The intense heat, as if it were about to ignite, and the biting sharpness, all set off alarm bells throughout his body.

—Extraordinary Ones!!

not good!

He looked up and saw the enormous iron stool leg coming crashing down on him in an unexpected yet magnificent manner.

Fill his vision!

【Three-year cicada】!
The doctor's exceptional experience and seasoned expertise allowed him to use his secret techniques without hesitation.

The cicadas' chirping filled the air once more.

The spirituality of the Level 1 "beloved" was being desperately mobilized.

But in the next instant,

The other party swung his left hand over.

There are even secret techniques!
The doctor's eyes widened, and he instinctively looked over nervously.

Dust filled the air and hit us in the face.

All of it was smeared into the doctor's eyes.

A burning, stinging pain instantly swept through the doctor's entire body.

"what--!!!"

Damn it, lime?!
How could it be lime?!
His vision went black, and his execution of the [Three-Year Cicada] technique was abruptly halted. He had just let out a painful scream...
A very faint echo reached my ears:

【……cut】

"boom!"

A brilliant flame streaked across the sky.

Behind the crescent-shaped flash of the blade, the boy soared through the air like a bird, his figure imprinted in Teacher Yuan's dazed eyes—

The wind howled, clothes fluttered, and the young man brandished his sword.

I can't understand it, but I'll never forget it.

Standing in front of Teacher Yuan, Bai Zhou carried the iron stool leg on his shoulder, but remained vigilant and prepared to fire another shot at the doctor at any moment.

"Damn, I should have asked first before I started."

He suddenly slapped his forehead, somewhat annoyed.

"You're the terrifying mastermind behind everything, aren't you?"

...Looking at the Blood Worshippers rolling on the ground, weeping and wailing, Bai Zhou asked a question with some uncertainty.

"Or, uh, the vicious... Blood Worshippers?"

　Starting tomorrow, I will update daily, with a minimum of 6,000 words.

　　Just a quick aside, Yu Lu has been fluctuating between the 90th and 80th positions on the new book chart 13 times in the past few days, which is probably unique to her.

　　Every time I climb the rankings, I make it to the top in a day, but then the coefficients in the backend update at night, and inexplicably I'm back to square one.

　　Upon closer analysis, it might be because each chapter has too many words?

　　Each chapter has four or five thousand words. I thought this would provide a better reading experience, but it may have actually raised the bar for easy reading, causing many people to simply collect or keep the book in their collection.

　　I'm guessing I'll send it out as a trial, but the future looks bleak (sigh).

　　I've had a string of bad luck since I started writing this book. I was even inexplicably reported and had to be reviewed before. I had zero favorites in the first week after it was published.

　　The inbound volume surged, unmatched in the same period, but we missed the last two days of peak traffic and were automatically targeted by the system for testing.

　　The trial run ended like this again.

　　It was really tough on my mindset, but I calmed down a lot after a day of adjustment.

　　Because I noticed that everyone's posts and polls seem to be quite active, much more so than other people at the same time, unlike this follow-up reading.

　　I can clearly sense that there are people, more than one person, who really like this story.

　　For this reason, even though I'm incredibly unlucky, I have to persevere.

　　I like you guys.

　　Of course, if possible and if it's convenient, could you please refrain from waiting for the book to finish reading and patiently follow along for a few days?
　　There might still be hope.

　　Thank you!

　　It is an honor to walk with you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)