Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

"What the hell is this 'cassette tape effect'?! Can your blackboard record video?! Expert Lin, you've got the guts to talk the dead back to life!"

"The mold spores are saying, 'I'm not taking the blame for this! The blood was flowing onto the floor, and you're telling me it's mold?'"

"I believe it! This is absolutely a scientific miracle! The end of science is metaphysics!"

"High-energy warning! Look at the front of the blackboard!"

"Shh...shh..."

Suddenly, a broken piece of white chalk appeared out of nowhere on the blackboard in front of the podium.

The chalk scribbled wildly on the marble blackboard, producing a sharp, piercing noise.

Chalk dust fell in a flurry.

Accompanied by this sound, a Dharma body composed of countless failed math test papers slowly condensed and took shape in front of the podium.

It is two meters tall, and its body is made entirely of rolls with red crosses drawn on them.

It had no arms; its empty sleeves danced wildly in the eerie wind.

On the pale white paper, two black circles representing eyes were drawn crookedly with a crude brush.

Strands of viscous black ink dripped down the painted eyes, resembling two lines of pitch-black tears of blood.

"Who...didn't...hand in...their...homework?"

A dry, piercing scream pierced through the air and exploded in everyone's eardrums.

The windows of the entire classroom began to vibrate violently, making cracking sounds.

Several fragile pieces of glass shattered, scattering shards all over the ground.

Lin Ye's gaze was cold.

He secretly plotted in his heart.

This thing is no ordinary vengeful spirit.

This is a monstrous offspring formed from the accumulated negative energy and yin energy of decades of academic pursuits.

Ordinary talismans are ineffective against this intangible aggregate of evil energy.

The monster suddenly had a pointer made of rolled-up exam papers in its hand.

The pointer, infused with yin energy, transformed into a black vine whip several meters long, covered in barbs.

The rattan whip was raised high, aimed directly at Jiang Ling's head, ready to strike hard at any moment.

Lin Ye took a step forward.

He did not give the opponent a chance to attack first.

With a swipe of his left hand into the large pocket of his white coat, two lightning-attracting talismans covered in crimson lightning patterns were tucked between his fingers.

"Heaven is round, earth is square; laws are in nine chapters; lightning strikes down evil; all ghosts hide in fear!"

Lin Ye rapidly and quietly chanted Taoist incantations.

He stepped out with the Seven Star Step, his figure transforming into a blur as he lunged forward to meet the descending black vine whip.

He struck out with a heavy palm.

The two lightning talismans transformed into two dazzling blue bolts of lightning, accurately bypassing the vine whip's obstruction and firmly sticking to the center of the old blackboard.

"boom!"

A deep rumble of thunder exploded inside the classroom.

The power of thunder transformed into dozens of fine blue-white arcs of electricity, spreading wildly in a spiderweb pattern along the edge of the iron blackboard.

The blinding electric light illuminated the entire dimly lit classroom as bright as day.

"We must believe in science."

Amidst the dazzling lightning, Lin Ye turned his head and uttered a sentence to the live broadcast camera with a blank expression.

"This is just an arc discharge phenomenon caused by the aging of the ultra-high voltage lines inside the teaching building."

"This high-voltage electric arc is used to remove airborne dust pollution with remarkable effectiveness. Please do not attempt to imitate it at home."

The lightning struck mercilessly the Dharma body pieced together from exam papers.

Instantly carbonize those resentful waste papers.

The paper figure emitted a short, piercing electronic wail.

Under the intense heat of the thunder and fire, its massive body was instantly reduced to a pile of black charred ashes.

The raised black vine whip then vanished.

Dozens of blue and white school uniforms hanging on the seats, having lost the support of the core yin energy, fell helplessly onto the rusty chairs, making a series of dull thuds as the fabric hit the ground.

The rain outside the window was pouring down harder.

Dense raindrops pounded against the shattered windowpanes, washing away all the sins and filth that remained in the old building.

The millions of viewers in the live broadcast room looked at the charred remains on the big screen, and then at the classroom of Class 2, Grade 3, which had returned to its deathly silence and tranquility.

The chat in the live stream paused for a full five seconds.

Then, the screen was flooded with rockets, luxury sports cars, and carnival gift effects.

The notification sounds of tipping kept ringing in the background of Jiang Ling's phone.

"Expert Lin is amazing! The number one scientific exorcist in China! I would call him the Cyber ​​Exorcist Master!"

"This arc discharge is incredible! The lightning strikes were so precise! I believe it now, this is definitely a physical phenomenon caused by transformer leakage!"

"We must believe in science! Science is the primary productive force! Is Professor Lin taking on apprentices tonight? I, a physics graduate student, am applying to join the fray!"

Jiang Ling wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, her glasses gleaming with an extremely complex light.

She looked at the tall, straight back of the young man in the white coat.

She knew perfectly well that her life was completely saved tonight.

What physical illusions, what electrical grid leaks—it's all nonsense.

The man before them used truly extraordinary methods to blast that terrifying ghost into dust.

Lin Ye put the copper coin sword disguised as a detector back into his backpack.

He waved to the camera, completing the final touches.

"Today's scientific expedition has come to an end. It has been proven that all fears stem from the unknown."

"As long as we have a solid grasp of physics, we can see through all the tricks and deceptions. Everyone, get some rest."

The field officers from the Ninth Bureau quickly entered from both ends of the corridor to clean the floor.

They skillfully set up yellow cordon tape and began clearing the charred remains from the site using specially made containment bags.

Lin Ye ignored the official civilian staff who came over and tried to strike up a conversation.

He took off his white coat and threw it to an officer, then turned and walked straight into the dimly lit shadows of the corridor.

The cold moon waited there quietly.

She was still wearing that black French wide-brimmed hat.

The brim of her hat was pulled low, obscuring most of her stunningly beautiful face.

She did not speak.

The moment the two drew near, Leng Yue stretched out her warm, slightly cool jade hand, interlocked her fingers, and tightly grasped Lin Ye's hot palm.

The two walked side by side into the cool, rainy night.

The black van arranged by the Ninth Bureau was parked in the flooded section of the road in front of the school.

Froststar was fast asleep in the back seat of the van.

The little girl was covered with a large coat, her head resting steadily on a canvas bag full of Yin-gathering ore, and she was breathing evenly and slowly.

The van started and drove smoothly into the deep night of Jiangzhou City.

Outside the window, dense raindrops transformed into ripples of neon light beneath the anti-skid tires.

The streetlights rushed backward, leaving long trails of light on the car windows.

Lin Ye leaned back in the leather chair, and surrounded by the cool fragrance of red spider lilies emanating from Leng Yue, he closed his eyes wearily.