Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"I guarantee that once you take this medicine, you won't feel any pain at all, and you'll die very quickly."

As he ran, he turned back in terror and cursed.

"You're sick!! You're sick!!!"

I never imagined that my humble servant, who used to be at my beck and call, would suddenly change like this.

He was panting heavily when he spotted a sharp branch. A surge of anger rose within him, and he grabbed it, turned sharply, and swung it straight at the girl's right eye.

With a snap of his fingers, the girl vanished instantly before his eyes, the branch piercing nothing.

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The girl fell from mid-air and landed on a patch of weeds, some tall and some short, which, unlike the soft grass, pricked her skin.

She was utterly astonished. She got up and looked around, only to find that this was no longer the woods behind the school.

The view is vast, with the horizon stretching endlessly as if it has no end.

Withered vines, old trees, and crows at dusk; a small bridge, flowing water, and no houses—what a desolate scene.

She was standing on a dilapidated playground.

It looks like it hasn't been used for a long time. The running track is cracked by the weeds growing below, and the central grass surrounding the track is desolate with weeds. It wouldn't be surprising to see a lonely grave standing in the middle of it.

The trees surrounding the playground were all withered, and rows of crows perched on them.

Amidst the weeds, stood girls of similar age to her, some older, some younger, and all different types.

They were dressed in different ways, their faces full of bewilderment, all looking at each other with the same puzzled eyes as her.

A flash of white light in the air—

Another girl screamed as she fell from directly above, landing in the weeds.

All the girls panicked even more, and some even started crying.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang——

Six loud bangs rang out, and the incandescent light bulbs instantly lit up, attracting their attention and forcing them to squint, taking a while to adjust their eyes before they could see clearly.

Directly in front of the playground is a dilapidated lectern, and behind the lectern is a dark and run-down school building that looks like a haunted house.

There were six completely mismatched incandescent light bulbs hanging on the school building.

It also illuminated the young man standing on the podium with his hands in his pockets.

He was backlit by the bright light, and all the girls could see was his long, dark shadow.

But the sudden change and the extraordinary circumstances brought them immense psychological pressure, and they fell silent for a moment.

Bai Weiran watched from the stage, very satisfied.

As expected, C-grade students are well-behaved.

If it were an S or A grade, even without bringing a knife up, their little mouths would chatter on and on, full of mischievous ideas.

How could they be as docile as a flock of quails soaked by the rain?

I like honest students like this.

He took out his phone and glanced at it, confirming that everyone on the list had a green checkmark.

He captured 78 people from different worlds, and the platform sent another 22 girls to be placed under his care, for a total of 100.

Now they are all gathered on this playground.

"Hello everyone, I am your counselor, my surname is Bai."

No microphone was needed; the sound reached the girls' ears clearly.

"You come from different places and have different experiences. It is a privilege to gather here today, where friends from all corners of the world find common ground. In the coming period, please help and love each other, and grow together—"

"You are about to have a slightly challenging growth experience."

"But believe me, after this experience, your lives will undergo a major transformation—"

"The worries and troubles you had before you came do not exist here."

"What you need is hard work, sincerity, and learning. Do your best to complete all courses and improve your living conditions."

"You can make a scene or run away, provided you can make a scene and actually escape."

"My sincere advice is that the fastest way is to complete the course and receive the certificate to graduate."

He snapped his fingers.

The girl's various clothes changed instantly, and her hair was neatly tied up in a uniform high ponytail.

A floral-patterned padded jacket and shirt from Northeast China, paired with cheap athletic shorts sold at bargain prices.

"Today is the first day, and I hope to make a good impression on each other, so I'd like to offer you some freshman assistance."

He snapped his fingers again.

The track twisted and turned like a taut ribbon, and within ten seconds it was completely repaired, shining as new.

"Let's start with basic physical training."

The girls were suddenly moved to a different spot, twenty in a row, standing at the starting line. They were flustered and at a loss, looking at each other in bewilderment at the sudden change.

"Ready—Go—"

They looked at each other, completely bewildered by the instruction.

But humans are always weak in the face of pressure that exceeds their comprehension.

When the first person starts to take a step, those behind have no choice but to follow suit and rush forward.

Suddenly, a hundred girls began running in a grand procession on the newly paved track.

His bright red Northeastern-style padded jacket made him look like a moving wreath, a profusion of flowers.

They watched in horror as the masked youth on the podium floated over and followed them directly in front of them.

"Oh, I forgot to mention something earlier."

"We shout slogans when we run here."

"Running alone is too boring. Shouting slogans makes us more energetic and helps to focus the team's will."

"I'll say a sentence, and you shout it back. Listen carefully—"

"Starting today—"

The girls' responses were sparse, and suddenly the ground shook, startling them so much that their faces turned pale.

"Shout louder, haven't you eaten enough?"

They had to shout it out with all their might.

"Starting today!!!"

"I will study hard, live well, hold my skirt tight, put away my knife, and not take it upon myself to hurt others or myself."

"I will study hard, live life to the fullest, hold my skirt tight, put away my knife, and never make it my duty to hurt others or myself!!!"

Bai Weiran smiled with satisfaction, then suddenly rose into the air. His voice deepened and became resounding. He used the same trick he had used against Zhen Jing, adding some special effects to his voice so that it sounded like it was coming from all directions, which was awe-inspiring.

"Listen carefully, remember this last sentence well, and shout it out at the top of your lungs!"

The girls were oppressed by invisible pressure, and their faces showed fear.

When people are gripped by fear, they can unleash astonishing power.

They closed their eyes, and as they ran, they heard the words in their ears and shouted them back.

The sound was clear and resounding, echoing through the sky.

"I'm a yandere—you...do...even...are...worthy...to...talk...about...love...with...me?!"

Bai Weiran snapped his fingers, his expression indifferent.

Girls, that's right—

A system notification popped up on my phone.

【Dear user Weiran, your created dark room space is now operational, construction progress 1/100, current rating: Even a dog wouldn't want to live there——】

Chapter Two: The Dark Room!! (4K)

Even dogs don't live here?

Very good, that's right.

Why would he want to provide them with such a good environment?

Only a simple, ordinary life can temper one's mind.

The girls ran in groups.

Their faces were flushed, they were panting and sweating, and they looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

How much longer will they have to run like this?

It was completely dark by now, and only the incandescent lights in front of the dilapidated school building were still on.

Does this strange masked man want them to keep running indefinitely?

As they were puzzled, Bai Weiran, sitting on the podium, looked up at the sky and closed the book with one hand.

With a snap, a door to the finish line appeared in front of the girl.

Their initial joy quickly turned to unease as they slowed their pace, gazing with a mixture of doubt and anxiety at the banner above the finish line gate.

The bold red text is striking and eye-catching.

"When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it first tests their resolve, strains their muscles and bones, injures their body, empties their resources, and frustrates their endeavors."

They couldn't understand it, but they didn't find it particularly profound; it seemed quite impressive.

Bai Weiran appeared at the door, holding a copy of Mencius in one hand and the other in his pocket, with a slight smile.