Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

The corridor of Heng'an Middle School.

Su Ming had walked through this corridor dozens of times.

Each death was like being branded with a red-hot iron pen, etching every detail of this corridor deep into his bones, his soul, and his flesh.

The curve of the peeling wall plaster, the direction of the cracks in the floor tiles, the frequency of the blood droplets, and the timing of the ghostly hand reaching out.

He knew all of this perfectly well.

But this time is different.

Su Ming arrived with boundless rage.

The expert on getting "internal heat" is back online.

That's a fire that can even burn death into nourishment.

It was a cold, frozen, fervent fire solidified in the depths of the eyes.

It was like when he was driven to desperation by the school beauty at the beginning, leaving him in a state of pure excitement and madness.

At this moment, this state surged within him in a more extreme, more distorted, and more out-of-control way.

When death is no longer the end.

When a person gets used to the process of flesh and blood flying everywhere and consciousness being annihilated.

The boundary between life and death begins to blur and dissolve, eventually merging into a viscous, trampled mud.

Su Ming was standing in the corridor at that moment.

He didn't sprint immediately.

Instead, he slowly turned his neck, scanning the corridor that had swallowed him dozens of times.

Those blood-red whites of her eyes, covered in a spiderweb-like pattern, were even more intense and terrifying than the blood-red wedding dress of the ghost bride.

Those pupils, covered with countless tiny cracks like shattered glass, emitted a faint light that seemed to come from the other side.

Is this the look in a human eye?

Is it no longer the case?

This time, Su Ming did not choose to rush out.

Instead, they moved forward step by step.

The previous caution was replaced by a calm that seemed about to erupt.

A few steps later, a twisted black shadow suddenly swooped down from the ceiling, carrying with it a familiar, putrid, and foul stench.

Su Ming neither slid in nor chose to dodge.

Instead, he reached out his hand to the shadow, his fingers spread as if to embrace the putrid darkness, his eyes gleaming with an almost distorted excitement.

With a tearing sound.

The shadowy figure collided with Su Ming and merged into him.

That familiar, excruciating pain, which felt like it was tearing the soul apart and melting away, exploded instantly.

But this time, he did not lose consciousness.

Instead, he stared wide-eyed at the cracked black shadow that was devouring his flesh and blood.

"You think you can kill me?"

That was a roar squeezed out of his throat.

Extreme exhaustion and extreme madness merged and boiled over, and the tiny cracks in the pupils emitted an even brighter eerie light.

It was as if something was awakening and roaring!

The game pop-up window in front of me had already displayed "Game Over".

However, at Su Ming's roar, the pop-up window suddenly trembled, as if it had been subjected to severe signal interference.

The words "[Game Over]" and "[Game Start]" started switching wildly, causing lag, and eventually distorted into a bunch of gibberish.

The garbled text, like a living plague, spread from the edges of the pop-up window, eroding the entire space.

The corridor began to flicker and distort wildly.

The classroom began to reassemble and collapse like a slideshow.

Countless colorful lines appeared out of thin air and then disappeared.

The floor rose and dissipated like dust.

The railings seemed to be erased bit by bit by an invisible hand using an eraser.

The eerie figures wandering in the corridor began to blur, become transparent, and eventually disappear.

Pure darkness pressed in from all directions, as if to annihilate everything in its chaos.

Darkness descends.

The darkness disappeared.

Su Ming returned to the classroom.

However, he did not lose consciousness during this "death".

Looking down at my palms, the lingering sensation of my fingertips blending with the darkness remained.

icy!

Sticky!

Yet it carries a strange sense of reality.

He grinned and strode toward the classroom door.

The door opened.

The corridor is recreated.

This corridor seemed to have become a testing ground for his mad consciousness.

It became the stage for his madness to prove that "death can't do anything to me".

A few steps later, the dark shadow on the ceiling fell again.

This time, Su Ming took the initiative to go forward and opened his arms.

"Since you wish to merge with me, I will grant your wish."

It was a whisper tinged with boundless excitement.

In an instant, the shadow enveloped him.

Flesh and blood began to erode and merge with each other, and even the soul was torn apart and then reassembled.

The game crashed again due to a pop-up window.

Darkness descends.

Su Ming returned to the classroom.

He licked his lips cruelly, a look of satisfaction radiating from his eyes.

Push open the door and leave.

The school beauty watched as Su Ming returned time and time again, pushing open the door and entering each time.

His condition was even more extreme and insane than before.

The intervals between their returns are getting shorter and shorter.

Sometimes, even after only a few seconds outside, their figures would reappear in the classroom.

Even the school beauty queen could clearly feel that kind of madness.

The atmosphere in the classroom was extremely oppressive, the air so thick it seemed like it could drip water.

Su Ming's condition is very strange.

Something's not right.

Even the school beauty queen didn't know.

But her intuition told her that she had to stop Su Ming.

must.

It must be done as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, something big will happen.

So when Su Ming returned to the classroom, preparing to push open the classroom door and leave...

The school beauty blocked the doorway, grabbed his wrist as he tried to open it, and uttered two words: "Enough."

Su Ming slowly turned his head to look at her.

It was clear that Su Ming's pupils had developed more cracks, densely packed, as if his eyeballs would shatter at any moment.

Something indescribable seemed to be brewing inside.

I don't know what that is.

But once it solidified, even the school beauty's spine began to feel cold.

Is this guy even human?

For the first time, the school beauty began to doubt Su Ming's identity.

Instead, Su Ming smiled.

It was a smile that was a mixture of extreme exhaustion and extreme excitement.

You can't go on like this.

The school beauty held his hand tightly, her pure black eyes staring into his broken pupils.

As Su Ming's aura grew stronger and stronger, it almost materialized and distorted the surrounding space.

The school beauty no longer hesitated.

She stepped forward and pressed her lips to Su Ming's chapped lips without hesitation.

This kiss was not tender.

It is not about waking up, but about awakening.

A full thirty seconds later.

Su Ming's body went limp, and he fell straight backward, as if his soul had been instantly stripped of all its support.

Endless exhaustion, like a dam breaking, instantly overwhelmed his consciousness.

Looking at Su Ming, who was in a deep coma, the school beauty raised her hand and gently wiped her lips.

There was a trace of blood on his fingertips.

That was her blood.

It was so red it was almost black.

"You're such a pervert." She looked down at Su Ming. "Even when you're unconscious, you still want to bite me."

This was the moment Su Ming fell into a coma.

The school beauty revealed an expression he had never seen before.

She obsessively and morbidly stroked Su Ming's face.

The deep calm that had been hidden in his eyes was completely shattered, and a surge of intense, suffocating emotions welled up.

That was a frenzied possessiveness, an extreme desire to dismantle, devour, and merge every inch of his flesh and blood, every strand of his soul, into one!

Two unnatural blushes rose on her fair face, and she exhaled breaths of cold white air.

"but."

Her voice carried a chilling pleasure as she said, "I love it."

The next second, she leaned down, almost lying on top of Su Ming, and wrapped her arms tightly around him.

He held Su Ming's sleeping face in his hands with a fascination.

Then open your mouth.

It wasn't a kiss.

Instead, it took a bite.

Sharp teeth pierce the skin, cut into the flesh, bite through cartilage, and crush bones.

Warm blood gushed out, which she greedily sucked and swallowed.

The only sound left in the classroom was the chilling slurping of food.

*Pfft... Pfft...*

The sound echoed and lingered in the quiet classroom.

Chewing flesh and blood, breaking bones, and sucking blood.

Little by little.

Inch by inch.

Take him.

It goes into your stomach.

When Su Ming woke up again.

He lay in bed, his mouth dry.

My memories are stuck at Heng'an Middle School.

At that moment, he had only one thought: to confront that dark figure head-on.

If you can't kill me, I'll kill you.

What happened next?

Su Ming forgot; everything was a blur.

I felt as if my body had been hollowed out, as if a female ghost had sucked away my yang energy.

The ghost who jumped off the building was already waiting nearby.

Upon seeing Su Ming open his eyes, they quickly handed him water: "Your Majesty, have some water."

Su Ming felt a little better after drinking several sips.

After finishing his water, Su Ming scratched his head in frustration.

The preparations were so complete yesterday.

Who knew there was a task to increase favorability?

That's absolutely outrageous.

Seeing Su Ming lying on the bed with a haggard face.

The ghost who jumped off the building felt he should do something to share his master's burdens.

So it rubbed its hands together and approached Su Ming, asking in a fawning tone, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Su Ming glanced at the ghost that jumped off the building, looked at its face which seemed to say "Praise me for being sensible," and let out a long, deep sigh.

"Go play somewhere else."

"Okay!" The ghost nodded quickly and ran away in a flash.

After lying down for a few more minutes, Su Ming finally opened the game page and looked at the ghost school beauty in the classroom.

In the scene, the school beauty was not sitting quietly in her seat as usual.

She stood in front of the classroom curtains, her back to the screen, motionless, with only her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall.

He seems to be thinking about something.