Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

Now that Chen Zhiwei's true form has been identified.

Su Ming no longer hesitated.

He had to kill Chen Zhiwei as quickly as possible.

The fleshy ball that this guy summoned made him feel increasingly uneasy.

Once these fleshy spheres bloom, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Ming grabbed the back of his neck and spine with his backhand, and with a forceful pull of his wrist, he yanked it away.

The spine feels good to use, but unfortunately the attack is too one-dimensional.

When we get back to 2026, I need to speed up the production of the Wan Gui Ban (a banner for all ghosts) that I designed.

At the same time, Chen Zhiwei sensed danger, and her body quickly became transparent.

"Trying to run away!"

Su Ming's eyes suddenly changed, his pupils turning into a cross as he locked onto her body, and he growled, "Rewind."

The reverse flow of time forcibly interrupted her annihilation.

next second.

With a snap, her spine struck her body, and then a large amount of flesh and blood began to spread up her spine, instantly forming a giant hand.

"Come here."

With a large hand closing in, Chen Zhiwei was forcefully pulled in front of him.

Before Chen Zhiwei could even make a move, several black iron chains rose from the ground, binding and imprisoning her.

After successfully imprisoning Chen Zhiwei's main body, Su Ming began to deal with her clone.

He needs some time.

The large eye is rapidly multiplying.

Suddenly, Chen Zhiwei's clones all raised their eyes at the same time, their voices overlapping and repeating: "Those who have lost their way, give up resistance, submit to the Lord, and you will have eternal life."

Her current state is more like that of a puppet controlled by an unknown force.

Even if she still retains a sliver of self-awareness, she is unable to control herself.

The murmurs grew more urgent and shrill.

Every character, every syllable, seemed to come alive, transforming into invisible, eerie insects that frantically burrowed into Su Ming's mind.

They are trying to tamper with his cognition, erode his will, and subvert his mind.

Unfortunately, Su Ming is immune to any contamination.

He just thought Chen Zhiwei was too noisy.

It sounded like she was chanting sutras, making his head feel like it was about to explode.

No wonder Sun Wukong wanted to kill Tang Sanzang with his staff; he was just too noisy.

"Shut up, all of you."

With a roar, Su Ming's body suddenly swelled, his flesh and blood proliferated wildly, and his figure instantly broke through ten meters.

As flesh and blood proliferate, it has entered the ranks of secondary pollution sources.

He discovered that there were no restrictions on his body size.

Given enough time, he can grow his size indefinitely with his flesh and blood.

However, the drawbacks are equally obvious.

The load-bearing limit of human bones can never keep up with the rate at which flesh and blood grow wildly.

The larger the body, the more distorted the humanoid outline becomes.

Once the load-bearing threshold is exceeded, the entire skeleton will instantly shatter, turning into a shapeless and invisible mass of flesh and blood.

To stabilize his body and maintain his human form, Su Ming continuously generated new bone pillars within his body.

It's like constantly adding load-bearing pillars to a dilapidated building, forcefully supporting this bulging flesh and blood body.

However, the price of this forced maintenance is that the body becomes increasingly strange, moving further and further away from a complete human form.

"I'll have Chen Zhiwei design one for me later."

In the blink of an eye, Su Ming's size had exceeded twenty meters.

To maintain his balance and to support the ever-growing flesh and blood in his body, he had to grow more legs.

The cross-shaped eyes on the skull began to collapse at that moment, like a miniature solar eclipse.

As the head and eyeballs completely turned into black holes, Su Ming roared, "Rewind."

This is a scoped backtracking.

The illusory and unpredictable clone of Chen Zhiwei froze instantly, and the restless, seductive voices abruptly ceased.

At this moment, the preparations for the Grand View were finally complete.

It was all hidden inside Su Ming's stomach.

As he ripped open his belly, countless layers upon layers of densely packed eyeballs were suddenly revealed.

Thousands of eyes coalesced into a giant aggregate eyeball, locking onto Chen Zhiwei's true form.

As it contracted and condensed, a pillar of light pierced the sky, unleashing a tremendous force capable of annihilating everything.

And in that instant.

A thin chain suddenly split off from the iron chain binding Chen Zhiwei, extending out with ghostly precision, tightly wrapping around the notebook in her arms, and then pulling it away with force.

Su Ming absolutely must get his hands on this notebook.

That was Chen Zhiwei's advice.

She once said: No matter what happens in the future, you must take the notebook from my hand immediately.

Su Ming always remembered those words.

A blinding white light swept across everything.

The intense light faded, and the smoke and dust dissipated.

Chen Zhiwei's original body, which was bound by chains, completely dissolved.

The spacetime clones around them also shattered and dissipated one by one, like bubbles.

At this moment, their gazes were no longer fervent, their expressions no longer devout, but rather carrying a gentle, relieved smile.

A faint yet clear sound echoed gently between heaven and earth.

"Don't forget my notebook."

These were Chen Zhiwei's last words.

Only at the moment of death can distorted and misplaced cognition be restored.

The first thing Chen Zhiwei did after regaining normal cognition was to remind Su Ming not to forget her notebook.

All I can say is that this guy truly deserves to be called a research fanatic.

In order to obtain sufficiently detailed data, she was willing to sacrifice herself.

Even Su Ming secretly admired this crazy spirit.

Under the iron chains, Chen Zhiwei's notebook was taken by Su Ming.

This was something Chen Zhiwei risked his life for.

Su Ming immediately threw it into his backpack.

As Chen Zhiwei perished, the fleshy spheres rooted in the earth withered one after another.

Listen closely, and you can hear some kind of inhuman roar echoing inside, the voice filled with extreme resentment.

Su Ming casually cleaved open the withered flesh ball closest to him.

A large amount of pungent black liquid gushed out, and a soft-bodied creature resembling an embryo slowly slid out.

Its appearance was so strange, it looked like a clump of sticky snot.

After it slid out, it writhed for a minute or two before finally becoming completely still.

Well, how should I put it?

It's like a premature baby that dies right after birth.

Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

If Chen Zhiwei is not killed in time, and these mutated embryos are successfully conceived and hatch, the consequences will be unimaginable.

only.

Chen Zhiwei's death further fueled "His" anger.

All the fake figures knelt on the ground at the same time, as if in worship.

In the darkness, a vast, oppressive, and frenzied unknown aura was slowly descending from nothingness.

"He" is probably really about to descend.

This time, even the most ordinary imposters sensed His presence.

The suffocating feeling in the world made even Su Ming's heart beat faster.

He no longer hesitated.

I officially entered Heng'an Middle School.

The moment I stepped through the gates of Heng An Middle School.

Countless black hairs suddenly rose up all around the academy.

These black hairs intertwined to form an impenetrable black wall, instantly enveloping and covering the entire academy.

Where is Wen Qi?

Su Ming quickly scanned the entire campus but couldn't find a single person.

So he slowly raised his head.

The millions of writhing black hairs, twisting and intertwining, formed a blurry, enormous human face.

It's like Van Gogh's Starry Night.

The black, writhing hair was like lines on a canvas, twisted, abstract, and mad.

That face was like a scorching afterimage of a soul breaking free from its physical form.

It was Wen Qi's face.

Su Ming recognized him.

At this moment, Wen Qi had completely disappeared, even his human form.

No wonder he heard Wen Qi's voice but couldn't see Wen Qi when he was underground.

Because she most likely gave up her human body.

The human body is like a shackle.

Human beings cannot bear that forbidden and ancient knowledge, nor can they touch the ultimate truth she speaks of.

So she chose to break free from the human framework and embrace the unknown in another form.

No.

It's not about embracing the unknown.

Instead, it becomes unknown.

Su Ming looked up and shouted with all his might, "School beauty, I'm here!"

Can you hear me?

The giant face, composed of countless black hairs, slowly opened its eyes.

Rather than saying it opened its eyes, it's more accurate to say that two slits shaped like eyes appeared as its black hair flowed out.

next second.

Countless wildly chaotic whispers desperately tried to penetrate Su Ming's mind.

That was the mournful cry of all things being torn apart, the crackling sound of life burning.

It did not attempt to change Su Ming's perception.

They did not impart any ancient or unknown knowledge to Su Ming.

It's just conveying a very simple meaning.

"You've arrived."

This level of Wen Qi has far surpassed the human dimension.

If Su Ming did not have the ability to be immune to pollution.

Let alone communicate, he probably doesn't even have the right to watch.

Su Ming opened his arms, stared directly at the blurry giant face, and shouted loudly.

"School beauty, am I not too late?"