Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

With a bang, Su Ming kicked open the door to the second classroom.

He just casually led the dead dog inside.

The students in this classroom are rather irritable; they're either fighting or about to fight.

But now, they sit in the classroom in a row, heads bowed, as quiet as a group of cold corpses.

Su Ming smiled brightly and waved: "Hello, classmates."

The classroom was deathly silent.

None of the ghost students dared to answer; they lowered their heads and trembled.

According to them, even ghosts would react as if they saw a ghost when they saw Su Ming.

Su Ming coughed lightly and asked, "Is there a ghost who can tell me what I did back then?"

He was actually quite curious about what he had done to scare the ghosts at Heng An Middle School like that.

I honestly can't remember the details, but Su Ming did see it.

It was truly tragic.

Looking back now, it was not only tragic, but also very eerie.

Su Ming knew how powerful a ghost's vitality was.

Even when shattered into pieces, they can quickly reassemble.

To kill a ghost, you need to gradually wear down its regenerative abilities until it dies completely.

But the scene in the corridor that day was too eerie.

Most of the ghosts in the first half of the story still had their bodies intact, but they died completely, without even a trace of recovery.

It's like life was abruptly cut off.

After waiting for a long time, the classroom remained completely silent.

Su Ming frowned, slammed his hand on the table, and pointed at the nearest ghost student: "You speak."

The ghost student was so frightened he was almost incoherent.

You asked how it's blurry?

It vibrates tens of thousands of times per second; it's no wonder it's blurry.

Seeing that this student was unreliable, Su Ming pointed to another student.

Before it could even speak, its head suddenly tucked into its belly with a "plop".

Its gaze swept over the next ghost student, and it burst into pieces with a "snap".

As Su Ming's gaze swept across the room, the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive, as if the air itself could be squeezed dry.

Finally, one of the braver ghosts mustered its courage and shouted, "Don't be afraid!"

"If we all attack together, he might not be able to kill us all."

Yellow-haired devil?

Not bad.

remarkably brave.

It's just that my IQ isn't high enough.

Didn't Su Ming kill them all before?

As a result, the classroom became even quieter.

At this moment, Su Ming's attention was entirely focused on this ghost student.

The overwhelming pressure made the student's hair shrink back.

Su Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud.

seriously.

The ghost's fear was so obvious.

It was so frightening that even his hair retracted, which really made him laugh.

So Su Ming walked over and patted the bald ghost on the shoulder.

It wasn't very strong, but it felt like Mount Tai was pressing down on you.

The bald ghost collapsed to the ground, as if his bones were limp.

"Don't be afraid."

Su Ming gave what he thought was a kind smile, helped the bald ghost up, and even patted the dust off its clothes.

"Help me remember."

"What was I doing back then?"

The bald man's teeth were chattering wildly, each syllable sounding like shards of glass scraping across his throat.

Its pupils began to dilate, as if the memory alone was enough to kill it again.

"The classroom door...the door was melting, not burning, but dripping and disappearing like wax."

"Shadows are climbing on the wall, many... many hands, they have their own shapes, many mouths..."

It describes it with difficulty.

Su Ming frowned.

The bald ghost's description was too confusing for him to understand.

The door melting is understandable.

Because the headless female corpse has similar abilities.

But the shadows climbed on the wall, many hands with their own shapes, and many mouths.

To be honest, even with his rich imagination, Su Ming couldn't come up with it in a short time.

Speak slowly and clearly.

So, Su Ming patted the bald ghost on the shoulder encouragingly.

"Your eyes." The bald ghost's voice began to distort, and a gurgling sound came from its throat: "Not eyes...it's...it's a ball of yarn, a jumble of broken light made up of random code, spinning...like a television...a broken television."

Su Ming touched his eyes, trying hard to fill in the blanks in his mind.

"The mouth...the mouth split open from the ear...it was deep and black, like...like a black hole, even the light...was disappearing."

The bald ghost's body began to break apart, as if memories were killing it.

"The scariest thing is... is..." The bald ghost used its last bit of strength to point to the top of Su Ming's head, "There is a... a..." It paused for a long time, as if searching for a suitable adjective.

Finally, it found: "the umbilical cord."

"It...it stretches...it stretches into the ceiling..."

Su Ming pricked up his ears, trying hard to hear the increasingly hoarse voice of the bald ghost.

The bald ghost had completely fallen into a state of terrified madness.

"You...you said we...we were a little noisy."

"We need to...we need to...make us...simple."

Su Ming waited for a long time, but it didn't continue speaking, so he couldn't help but ask, "And then?"

The head demon went completely limp, its voice reduced to a whisper, muttering something incessantly.

It wasn't human speech; it was a low, fragmented murmur, like radio interference.

He was muttering something.

Su Ming couldn't understand.

At the same moment, all the ghosts in the class collapsed to the ground, muttering in unison, their bodies emitting black mist as if forcibly evaporated by the intense heat.

Su Ming listened with his head tilted back.

Their murmurs sound like whispers.

A whisper even more incomprehensible than the deformed humanoid fish statue.

A few seconds later.

The bald ghost shuddered violently, and his murmur abruptly stopped.

The strange phenomena in the classroom vanished instantly, as if they had never happened.

Su Ming looked down at the bald man who had lost a lot of weight and asked in confusion, "What were you muttering about just now?"

What happened next?

The bald man opened and closed his mouth, struggling to utter three words under Su Ming's expectant gaze: "I...don't...know..."

After saying that, it did not react at all, like a petrified sculpture.

Su Ming frowned.

What a mess.

He spent a long time sorting it out before he came up with a relatively reasonable logic.

At that time, the game rules at Heng An Middle School were that one life was enough to pass the game; if you touched any other ghost, you would die instantly.

And one can resurrect infinitely, repeatedly defying the rules.

It's very likely that the rules of the game will be broken.

That's why the Heng'an Middle School was subsequently repaired.

Su Ming vaguely remembers seeing many colorful lines appear in the corridor, and many things around him were melting and twisting.

Such as serious bugs in the game, screen tearing, and game crashes.

"That should be it."

"I crashed the system, and even I was deformed from the stress."

This is the most reasonable explanation Su Ming believes at present.

After thinking it through, Su Ming didn't continue to make things difficult for the bald ghost.

He scanned the classroom.

The students in this classroom are quite strong, especially the last row, which is full of dangerous-level students.

No wonder the students in this classroom love to fight; there's not even a ghost teacher.

After all, the level of the Ghost Teacher is only dangerous.

Forget about managing these damn students; if they came, they'd get a beating first.

"In that case, the head of student affairs must be super dangerous."

Su Ming thought of that enormous, mountain-like creature.

It's so dangerous that it can scare away the students in this classroom; it must be extremely dangerous.

Good, this level meets our containment standards.

only.

Su Ming looked down the corridor, but he didn't see the Dean of Students anywhere along the way.

"Alright."

Su Ming waved his hand and led the dead dog out of the classroom.

Just before leaving, he turned back with a smile and waved his fist: "You guys keep fighting, I won't bother you."

"Let's try to achieve an extremely dangerous level, go for it!"

After saying that, he closed the classroom door.

Sure enough, a minute later, a frantic fight broke out in the classroom.

Su Ming even stood by the window and watched for a while.

That's right, they were all fighting with all their might, giving it their all.

He was really looking forward to this class producing a super dangerous one.

[I'll be writing at least two chapters a day, and I hope you'll all support me.]