Why is my journey to the world of anime a strange tale of rules?

These things seem to appear anywhere; they wander aimlessly and hide in various corners, such as behind doors, under beds, and in closets. They are incredibly cunning, like seasoned hunters. If I hadn't been vigilant enough and heard some unusual noises while investigating the room, I might have been caught by them.

I knew from the moment I entered the school that no weapon could harm them; the only way to deal with them was to run. They don't seem to move very fast and can be blocked by doors and various obstacles, so I haven't been caught by them yet.

2. A blurry black humanoid figure with a red smiley face drawn on it.

These creatures are similar to the first type of monster, but their behavior is completely different. They are fewer in number, more ferocious, and will try to communicate with humans. They will hide in the shadows and make sounds to lure people closer, and will even walk behind people and talk to them. Some smiling monsters can even swap their heads with people's bodies. One of my comrades had his head ripped off and replaced with his own by that thing; it was absolutely terrifying.

This thing is also immune to any weapon, and no matter how I try to escape, I can't seem to shake it off. But the man with the dog seems to scare it away; neither the red smiling face nor those black things appear before that butcher-like man. Perhaps that man has something special about him, but I really don't dare to get close. I've already seen a comrade who approach him suddenly turn into an Akita Inu and be led away by him. Whatever that man is, one thing is certain: he's definitely not human.

3. Headless students and adults

There are many of these things, but sometimes you can't find them anywhere. Sometimes they just appear out of nowhere, making it impossible to guess where they came from. These things are actually relatively less dangerous. As long as they don't have the heads of those monsters, or you don't have physical contact with them, or enter rooms where they congregate, you won't be threatened by them.

Bullets can repel them, but they don't seem to cause any real damage. These things are like sleepwalkers, seemingly repeating the same actions over and over again; for example, many of them gather down in the cafeteria around mealtimes. Also, some headless monsters seem to be able to see people and will keep chasing them; I really don't understand how to distinguish them.

4. People with fine lines on their necks

At first, I genuinely believed they were human, especially after discovering that some of them were wearing the same military uniform as me. They would communicate with me like normal people and thought they were also trapped. But while these things appeared normal on the surface, their heads would fall off with a gentle tap, and they were completely unaware of their own appearance. They would even walk behind you in a seemingly normal and polite manner, trying to pull your head off as well.

[Bullets can kill them (crossed out)]

Bullets can't kill them. They may appear to be knocked down and killed, but they'll get back up quickly, and the gun barrel will disappear without a trace, leaving not even a hole in their clothes. At least gunfire can temporarily stop their movement, but it's important to note that you can only stop them by shooting them before their heads are severed; decapitated monsters won't be repelled by gunfire.

Those in military uniforms among them…could they be my comrades in disguise? This place is filling me with increasing dread, but it is precisely these terrifying weapons that have enabled us to defeat the enemy and realize the adults' dream of shared prosperity. Surely, the Kingdom of America has already surrendered and been defeated, and a new future awaits us all. Yes, that must be true; the more terrifying these monsters are, the more proud I should be!

5. A seemingly normal elementary school girl

[... (A whole page blank, with only a few ink dots on it)]

[Don't lie to her, don't lie to her, don't lie to her, don't lie to her, don't... (repeated throughout a whole page of messy notes)]

Chiyo Hachiya?

Could it be that this thing lied to that monster? Lying and still surviving and having it recorded? Why don't I get that kind of treatment? No, wait, maybe it didn't actually survive. If that's the case, I'll probably have to be prepared later.

Gao Hai already had a premonition in his heart.

6. A huge, black and red monster.

[...several pages of blank space, not even a single ink dot could be found)]

There was no record of the sixth monster, but Gao Hai knew what it was: the giant mouth flower, which was suspected to have been summoned by Chiyo Hachiya and had taken several of his lives. The fact that this little Japanese person had actually seen that thing and was able to record its physical characteristics made Gao Hai think deeply.

As Gao Hai continued to turn the page, the subsequent content gave him a sense of déjà vu.

[...I don't remember when I wrote this diary entry. I seem to have been trapped here for a long time, but it feels like only a day or two? I don't have many bullets. If I had really been here for many days, I should have run out of bullets by now, but no matter how I count them, I still have plenty.]

This is my record for the fifth day. According to my memory, this should be the fifth day I've been in this place.

This record is undoubtedly in my handwriting, but I have absolutely no recollection of it. Fortunately, this record has allowed me to avoid a lot of danger.

I've tried drawing maps many times, but the changes in this area seem to follow no discernible pattern, so it's probably a waste of time (these pages of my notebook are filled with many blurry sketches).

[The entries in this notebook fill me with unease. I clearly remember that I had just separated from my comrades, so why did I find such a strange notebook? Why are there so many entries inside, and why is it all written in my own words and handwriting?]

Did I write this?

Have I already discovered this notebook many times?

Are you caught in a loop?

Being caught in the loop must have involved a direct interaction with the "darkness." But the records I made after being caught in the loop can only be inherited once, yet this guy was able to inherit the records of an entire notebook. Is it because he used portable items from the instance to record? No, it can't be just that.

The notebook has very few pages left.

Regardless of whether the above content is true or false, I no longer have much space to write. Every sentence that follows must be carefully recorded, for my present self and for my future self.

Gao Hai continued turning the pages, and he was beginning to vaguely feel a chilling sense of being watched.

The changes in this area are significant, but compared to the earliest entries in the notebook, it seems to be gradually showing some patterns? Is this area gradually stabilizing?

Am I trapped in a loop, or is this place a loop indefinitely?

According to my notebook, I've run out of bullets many times, but I clearly still have plenty right now.

[Could it be that I've overlooked something?]

As he continued turning the pages, Gao Hai vaguely seemed to hear someone muttering something, saying something in a low voice. It was as if they were talking to themselves, or as if they were secretly trying to have a conversation with someone.

[This gun... this is my favorite gun, which I inherited from my father. Isn't this the gun I use during operations?]

[Have I remembered something wrong? I've been trapped here, trapped here...]

The voice rang in his ears, a voice filled with confusion.

I think I know what's going on.

The man's voice carried a hint of realization.

As expected!

The man's voice trembled, and his cold breath brushed against Gao Hai's ear.

I have pulled my own head off.

[They simply reached out and grabbed the sides of the head, and easily pulled it off.]

So, it turns out I was a monster too. I'm actually dead. I've become one of those things.

Amidst the sigh, a hand reached out onto Gao Hai's shoulder, groping towards his head.

boom!

The next second, something flew up and hit the wall amidst the gunshot, and Gao Hai casually tossed aside the notebook, stood up, and looked at the headless body that had appeared out of thin air in the room, and the human head rolling on the ground.

Sure enough, it was already dead, transformed into a monster, which is why it was able to leave behind records. Because at this point, the records were essentially part of the distortion and corruption, thus allowing them to be preserved. Hmph, this trick won't work on him anymore.

"Well?!"

Completely unaware of what was happening, Hayasaka was shocked to find a headless figure in the room in the blink of an eye.

"time to go."

Gao Hai tossed the shotgun to Hayasaka, then gestured for her to open the door before taking a step to stand beside her.

The blonde maid, though completely unaware of the situation, clearly knew she should behave, so she gripped the shotgun in one hand and quickly opened the door with the other. Just then, Gao Hai, who had just arrived, stepped out and walked into what appeared to be a school corridor.

Are we back in the school corridor? Or is this another area?

The headless man in the room tried to get up and chase after them, so Gao Hai used his pistol to repeatedly pull the trigger to subdue him. After Hayasaka came out, he closed the door and signaled her to follow him and act quickly.

Before leaving the door, Gao Hai noticed obvious yellow graffiti markings on it.

There is no danger behind the green door, and there are strange things behind the yellow door, but as long as you are careful not to trigger them, you will generally be fine. Is that the principle?

Gao Hai roughly understood what was going on.

"Will it work?"

As Gao Hai walked briskly down the corridor, he asked Hayasaka beside him.

"Yes, I have systematically studied how to use military firearms, special firearms, and hunting firearms, and I have a good grasp of each of them (over 80 in all firearms skills)."

Hayasaka nodded gently and answered earnestly.

"Alright, so next—damn, where did you come from, you cheetah? We don't have any cough syrup on us!"

Gao Hai had just opened his mouth, and before he could finish speaking, he noticed a petite figure coming towards him from the front of the corridor.

Yes, it's Kaguya holding her own head.

After being separated for about several tens of minutes, this cute girl with a flat chest and shapely buttocks found him and Hayasaka again.

"Great! Gao Jun, I've finally found you!"

The head held in the arms of the headless body is smiling.

The body's movement speed had begun to increase, rushing straight towards them. It didn't look like a deadly monster, but rather like a long-lost couple wanting to embrace.

That being said, did Kaguya ever pursue me this relentlessly when she was alive?

The classroom doors next to me had some marked with red, one with purple, and one with yellow.

At this moment, the headless man behind them had also chased out of the corridor. Gao Hai did not hesitate, opened the door marked with yellow, pulled Hayasaka inside, and then closed the door.

This time, the two entered a small room filled with the smell of disinfectant, illuminated by cool-toned lighting. The white floor tiles and walls contrasted sharply, creating a stark white effect. In the center of the room was a small rectangular platform, with a slightly lower sink on one side. Combined with the rows of large, neatly arranged metal cabinets along one side of the room, its purpose was quite obvious.

Morgue? Or autopsy room?

bang bang—

The knocking had already started outside.

Gao Hai was the first to step into the cold, gloomy room.

bang-

The next moment, a loud crash was heard, and a clear sound came from one of the iron cabinets in the room, as if someone was struggling inside.

Chapter 43: The Little Maid's Pampering and Daydreaming Moments

cold

It is not a description of a certain atmosphere.

It seems that this cannot be entirely attributed to the psychological impact of ghost stories.

"call……"

Gao Hai exhaled a cold breath.

At this moment, he felt an intense discomfort from being enveloped in coldness.

Hayasaka Ai, who was only wearing a shirt, was shivering and curled up on the side.

The room, which resembled an autopsy room or morgue, was extremely cold; Gao Hai suspected it might be close to or even below zero. He himself, with his superhuman physical abilities, could withstand this level of cold, while Hayasaka Ai, having been caught in the rain and wearing almost no clothes, was in poor condition, but seemed to be holding on for now.

Bangdang—— Bangdang——

The clanging sounds from inside the metal cabinet continued.

Faintly, Gao Hai could even hear soft voices coming from inside the cabinets.

Gao Hai remembered that the door to this room was marked with a yellow mark. Compared to the room he and Hayasaka had come out of before, rooms marked with yellow marks should contain strange things, but as long as the person who enters does not do anything reckless and triggers them, there will be no danger.