Since all these rules and superstitions are outdated, what's wrong with me indulging in some me

Li Xingguo's face turned deathly pale, his lips trembled for a long time, and he finally said dejectedly, "You are very smart... that's right, you are a 'god'."

He leaned back, his tone carrying a sense of resignation: "I saw it with my own eyes—the dead students turned into ghosts, and thick curtains were hung outside the windows. The principal contacted me and told me that it was the power of an evil god. This was less of a message to me and more of a mockery."

Cheng Caijun's face flushed red and then paled. "Has no one outside noticed that an entire class of students has disappeared?"

Li Xingguo shook his head: "The school claims that Class D is a 'special training class' and that all students are guaranteed admission to prestigious foreign universities. The parents are overjoyed and have no reason to doubt it. Some parents have even presented the school with banners of appreciation."

So that's why the students in Class D didn't get any college entrance exam scores—they didn't even take the exam; they all died on the eve of it.

Cheng Caijun suddenly realized, then frowned, "I don't understand, if the evil god is so powerful, why doesn't it just wipe out all the ghosts in Class D? Wouldn't that be safer?"

Lu Changsheng glanced at him:

"It's not as simple as you think. Beings that can be called 'gods,' even if they are just evil gods, are beyond the scope of human understanding. Summoning them is already extremely difficult, not to mention that they are restricted by the rules of the world and cannot descend in their true form at all—at most they can only project a small portion of their power. And even one ten-thousandth is enough to suppress these vengeful spirits."

"He's right," Li Xingguo nodded. "I know that's all we have. For the past three years, we've survived on the food stockpiled in the cafeteria. But thankfully, I searched the entire fourth teaching building and found this."

Li Xingguo carefully took a folder out of the drawer, his fingertips trembling slightly. "I beg you, if you have the chance, please help me take this out and let the truth be revealed to the public."

Cheng Caijun quickly took it and unfolded it—

[Qing Teng High School Special Training Program Implementation Plan (Top Secret)]

[Goal: To increase the university admission rate of Grade 12 Class A to 100% for Tsinghua and Peking Universities]

[Activate the "Fortune-Stealing Formation" to transfer the life force, wisdom, and fortune of 66 students in Class D to corresponding students in Class A.]

【执行期：2015年3月15日至6月1日】

[Plan Details:]

1. The 'Fourth Teaching Building' is built right next to the main teaching building. The two buildings share a central wall, which is separated by one-way glass. The energy of the array must flow through this channel.

2. Strictly manage "waste materials" and cut off all external communication. Use coercive measures to maintain order if necessary.

3. Confiscate all controlled knives and sharp objects as "scrap".

4. Once the 'waste' is exhausted, the corpse must be buried in the underground foundation to activate the formation and prevent it from becoming a ghost due to excessive resentment.

At the end of the document was Principal Zhang's handwritten signature and a dark red handprint—the color was so deep it was almost black, unlike inkpad, more like dried blood.

"They've gone mad...they've all gone mad..."

Cheng Caijun murmured.

The three fell silent. The photos on the wall gleamed eerily in the dim light; those sweetly smiling faces now seemed like silent masks of accusation.

Outside the window, the fourth teaching building remained deathly silent. Only the occasional, suppressed sound of reading could be heard, like a mournful cry seeping from the earth.

"There are less than two hours until the next bell rings, you'd better hurry!"

Li Xingguo paused, then said in a low voice, "Moreover, after each ring of the bell, those children become even more frantic. I have a feeling that, at most four or five times, or at least one or two times, even with the power of the evil god, this barrier will soon break."

Li Xingguo stood up. "Remember! Whatever you do, don't go to the fourth floor of the main teaching building! The principal's office is there, so don't go looking for him! Although he won't intentionally harm the students in Class A, he definitely won't let you off the hook once he finds out you've been here."

"You...you must leave here." Li Xingguo's eyes were wet, his face full of pleading. "Take the truth out and make that beast pay the price."

"We will."

Lu Changsheng remained sincere, his gaze deep and unfocused, lost in thought.

The two left the dormitory manager's office. Before going down the stairs, Lu Changsheng glanced back—at the end of the long corridor, inside a half-open door.

Li Xingguo stood at the door, waved to them, and silently mouthed:

"Hurry up and go."

After leaving the fourth floor, Cheng Caijun was still reeling from the news he had just heard, and he looked rather dejected.

He painstakingly went through all the clues in his mind and found that they all pointed to one person—the principal.

"Brother Lu...where should we go now? We're not really going to the principal's office, are we?"

"You absolutely must go."

The two returned the way they came. When they reached the basement, they were smarter this time. Before the corpses were fully awake, they ran all the way back through the pipes to the main teaching building's restroom.

Just as the two were about to head to the corridor, Lu Changsheng's expression suddenly shifted slightly.

[Emergency call request from the countermeasures center (three-minute time limit)]

Lu Changsheng did not answer the call immediately; his mind raced to sort through all the clues.

"What's wrong with Brother Lu?"

From Cheng Caijun's perspective, Lu Changsheng suddenly became motionless.

"Emergency call from the countermeasures team," Lu Changsheng said succinctly. "Chengcai, keep an eye out for me."

"good!"

Cheng Caijun knew the urgency of the situation and immediately stood guard at the door without saying a word.

Lu Changsheng took a deep breath and then pressed the connect button.

After a burst of static, a calm but urgent male voice entered his ears:

"Player Lu Changsheng, this is Yan Xiangming, the leader of the countermeasures team. We are now conducting an emergency intelligence sharing session. Please listen carefully and do not interrupt."

"First: According to the cross-analysis of multiple images, the proctor killed a living person and his arm grew. The granulation tissue on his right arm has now developed into a complete limb, while his left arm is almost fully developed."

"Second: To the right of the main teaching building are the teachers' offices, where there is a statue of an evil god that absorbs the life force of living people. This is completely consistent with the known evil god 'Blood Feast,' which uses blood as a sacrifice to maintain the present world. Each time it appears in the world, it needs to hold a 'Blood Feast.'"

"Third: We speculate that the next ring will be a key time point, which needs to be accurately grasped."

"Fourth: Currently, only 3 players and 22 NPC students remain alive in the instance. All students who violated the rules were killed by the proctor. Each time a student is killed, the proctor's arm will continue to grow. We suspect that the proctor is connected to the evil god, or even that the proctor is the evil god's host. If the evil god needs a 'feast,' you are all on the menu."

The voice paused for a second, then said:

"Lu Changsheng, we know you have entered the fourth teaching building and made contact with the key NPC Li Xingguo. The countermeasures team's comprehensive analysis suggests: immediately find a way to evade this."

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