My middle school diary exposed 4

The surroundings were extremely quiet; the only sound he could hear was his increasingly heavy and disordered breathing. He could feel the blood flowing out of his body, and weakness and pain followed.

Will he die here?

Wang Chao moved his eyes with difficulty, and caught a glimpse of a pale face in his peripheral vision. He was so scared that he struggled desperately, but he could not move at all, and the pain in his body became even more intense.

The ceiling shook and sank again.

His consciousness fell into complete darkness.

The master who was watching the evil ghost killing people was so frightened that his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

The illusion lying on the side slowly dissipated.

A figure soon appeared in the huge villa. He was pale but not at all weird. Instead, he looked exceptionally otherworldly and elegant, more like a monk than the master just now.

Luo Chen glanced at the ceiling, feeling waves of emotional power coming from Wang Chao, with deep fear, terror, and a hint of regret.

But Luo Chen knew very well that people like these who were born bad would never feel sorry for the deceased at the critical moment of life and death. What he regretted was only that he could not find a more powerful master to kill the evil spirit.

Just like when a murderer hears the death sentence, he will cry and express his regret for everything, but what he regrets and fears is only the threat of death.

Death is not the best punishment for such people.

Luo Chen turned and walked towards the second floor. He turned on the computer that Wang Chao had placed in the study on the second floor and did a quick search of the documents. He did not find any evidence that could prove that Wang Chao and others had committed a crime.

He simply opened the browser and searched for legends about ghosts and gods in this world. It took Wankongjing less than a second to record all the documents and organize and compile the contents of the diary.

Luo Chen cleared the search history and turned to leave the villa.

It’s just right that I don’t have to go to the Internet cafe.

With enough emotional strength, Luo Chen immediately went to the home of his original body's parents. It was just past eight in the morning, but his original body's parents had already gotten up early and started busying themselves.

The morning, evening and night are the most crowded.

They are unwilling to stop for a moment just to earn more money to give their three children a better life.

By noon, the parents would receive a call from the school informing them that their child had committed suicide by jumping off a building. The original body was being cremated and the marks of beating had disappeared.

No one will ever know the truth about his death.

The original god's parents were immersed in grief. Although they were puzzled by the school's premature cremation of the original body, they even had a hint of doubt.

But they had no evidence, and many students saw the original person jumping off the building on their own initiative that day. The school teachers were also very sad, and the school took the initiative to cooperate and expressed its willingness to compensate.

The original body's parents were unable to deal with these things, so they returned home and began to pack up the original body's things. They accidentally found the diary and learned the truth about the original body's death.

Luo Chen sighed lightly, turned invisible and went straight to the second floor.

There are only three rooms on the second floor. One belongs to the original body's parents, one belongs to the original body's sister, and the last room is the largest. The original body's parents divided it into two compartments with boards, and the eldest son and the second son each live in one.

Luo Chen raised his hand, and a ball of golden light quickly emerged from his fingertips. The Wankong Mirror transmitted the sorted text content into the golden light, and faint traces of numbers flashed by.

Wan Kong Jing said, "Alright, Master."

Luo Chen snapped his fingers, and a golden ball of light immediately poured into the diary under the bed. It imitated the original handwriting and erased the original content bit by bit, turning it into a brand new 2.0 version.

Afterwards, Luo Chen input all the spiritual energy he had accumulated into this diary, giving it a rule of power, which is - the diary will be spread out every three days by various random means, the bigger the scene, the better, and the more people who know about it, the better.

In this way, he can gain more emotional power. However, the contents of the diary will also consume a certain amount of emotional power to become reality, making people believe in the contents of the diary.

After thinking about it, Luo Chen added another rule.

[No need to spend extra spiritual energy to build the original image, you can directly appear and play the role. ]

This can also save a lot of energy.

Wan Kongjing reminded: "Master, the first diary entry should be published in half an hour."

Luo Chen hummed.

The story of the original body's suicide by jumping off the building is still circulating in the school, and it replenishes Luo Chen with a lot of spiritual energy from time to time. In addition, Wang Chao, Zhao Ruiran and others also provide Luo Chen with a lot of emotional strength.

It was enough spiritual energy for him to deal with the first diary entry.

Luo Chen walked downstairs slowly and caught a glimpse of the Su couple who were still busy. Su Zhiwei was constantly stirring the wok in front of the stove, his forehead and back covered in sweat. His shoulders were often painful from years of stirring the wok.

The original body's mother, Huang Lanzhi, also had a bad back. She had some free time and was sitting down to massage her lower back. In less than a minute, another guest came in and she hurriedly stood up to greet the guest.

The original body's memory did not contain the scene of the parents learning that their child had jumped to his death, but one does not need to guess to know how heartbroken they would be.

The original body's wish was that his parents and family could live in peace. This wish was so strong that it overwhelmed his hatred for Wang Chao and others.

A ball of light condensed from Luo Chen's fingertips again, quickly sinking into the water cup and disappearing.

Then he turned and left, setting up a psychological barrier at the entrance of the restaurant to prevent any customers from coming in to eat.

At noon, the number of customers in the Su family store inexplicably decreased. No customers showed up at noon. The Su couple finally had time to rest and hurriedly prepared a simple meal to eat.

Huang Lanzhi poured herself a glass of water. Just as they were about to pick up some food with chopsticks, the glass suddenly shook, and a pool of water appeared out of nowhere, forming words on the table.

Huang Lanzhi screamed in fright. Su Zhiwei instinctively picked up the broom beside him as a weapon and pulled Huang Lanzhi over to protect her behind him.

There weren't many dishes on the table, just enough to show a clear line of words.

[Mom and Dad, don't be afraid, I am Luo Chen.]

The Su couple were filled with fear and panic about the unknown, which turned into hesitation and uneasiness in the face of this line of words.

Is this really the handwriting of their son?

They knew very well that their son was just an ordinary child. He was just a little smarter, a little better looking, sensible and considerate of his parents. There was nothing special about him.

The two of them looked at each other, still staring at the table nervously and warily.

The line of words changed again.

[In five minutes, you will receive a call from the school informing you that I have committed suicide by jumping off a building.]

The Su couple's faces changed drastically, and they instinctively felt angry and upset.

This was definitely not written by their son.

Their children are obviously doing well in school, how could it be possible...

Before they could think further, the line of words changed again.

[Don't panic, don't be sad. This is all part of my plan. I'll be back soon. As for why, you can go to my room and find the diary under the bed. - Luo Chenliu.]

The line of words quickly disappeared.

The tabletop was spotless, as if nothing had happened. Only the glass with half of the water missing proved that all this was not an illusion.

Huang Lanzhi's body softened, and she subconsciously grabbed Huang Zhiwei, her voice trembling: "Zhiwei, this..."

She didn't know whether to believe it or not.

But what if the child really died?

Huang Lanzhi suddenly felt extremely sad and suffocated, and then she remembered the following words. The sadness got stuck in her throat and she didn't know what emotion to feel for a moment.

Su Zhiwei's head was buzzing, and he instinctively said, "Wait... wait for the phone call."

He should have been afraid of these strange and bizarre words, but if these words were really left to them by the child, this fear turned into deeper terror and uneasiness.

These fears and anxieties are about the plans and death that the child mentioned later.

The couple couldn't even eat their meal, so they just sat there, staring at the phone on the table, waiting for time to pass.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang.

The Su couple's hearts skipped a beat. The phone number displayed on the screen was indeed from the school. For a moment, they didn't dare to reach out to answer it.

After more than ten seconds, Su Zhiwei seemed to have prepared himself mentally, "Take it."

Huang Lanzhi was flustered and clicked the answer button tremblingly.

"Are you Su Luochen's parents? Hello, I'm the school's principal. I have something to inform you about... I'm truly sorry. Your child committed suicide by jumping from a building last night and died on the spot."

The Su couple didn't hear the rest of the conversation. They just trembled and tried hard to suppress the overwhelming grief. After the other party finished speaking, they asked nervously, "Are you all okay? The child's body has been sent to the funeral home for cremation. Our school will cooperate with you unconditionally and will also provide humanitarian compensation."

He babble a lot, and then he heard only a man's voice from the other side, "I want to see my child's body with my own eyes, otherwise I won't believe he committed suicide by jumping off the building."

Their child was fine, how could he really commit suicide?

The two didn't know who to believe, and they didn't even know what had happened to the child.

The Dean apologized with deep remorse and explained, "It was so hot that day that we had no choice but to leave the body at the nearest funeral home. The staff there accidentally cremated the child's body as well. We've already sent someone to the funeral home to discuss the matter, and we'll definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

The couple still couldn't believe it, and finally agreed with the principal to meet at school to talk. After hanging up the phone, the couple supported each other and walked to the previous table.

Huang Lanzhi's tears kept flowing down. She didn't know where she got the courage from, so she touched the table and said in a trembling voice, "You...are you still there?"

Luo Chen was sitting on the rooftop, his gaze calmly sweeping across the window. The Dean of Studies hung up the phone, sighed deeply, and said to the principal, "Luo Chen was our school's most promising student for the city's top spot. Although his academic performance has declined significantly recently, how could he have committed suicide by jumping off a building for no apparent reason?"

The principal said nothing, only saying, "Let's end this matter here. We will do our best to meet all the compensation demands made by Luo Chen's parents and suppress this matter so that it doesn't escalate."

The dean was stunned.

The principal took a sip of tea and explained, his attempt to conceal the truth only made it more obvious, "You've investigated, too. This child really did commit suicide by jumping off a building for no apparent reason. Perhaps his grades were declining, and he couldn't handle it. The school's cooperation in making all the compensation is already the biggest concession they can make."

The dean stopped talking.

Seeing this, the principal felt relieved and turned to leave the office.

On the way, he would stop and scold students and teachers who were discussing Su Luochen's suicide by jumping off a building: "Study hard and stop talking about these things."

The students and teachers were too frightened to say anything more.

The principal walked back to his office and sat on the sofa, looking completely relieved. After a while, he dialed the phone and said in a low voice, "Secretary Liu, I have already taken care of this matter."

I don't know what was said on the other end, but the principal immediately showed a surprised expression and nodded repeatedly to express his gratitude. After hanging up the phone, he seemed to realize belatedly that what he had done was unfair to the child, and he walked to the window, clasped his hands together, and muttered to himself.

"Don't blame me. I can't afford to offend those children's parents. Your parents will also be implicated. The compensation they give your parents is enough for them to live a comfortable life in this life. Just have a good reincarnation."

Luo Chen stood in the office with a slightly cold look in his eyes.

Although I had long guessed that the school had the cooperation of senior officials to conceal the original body's death, I never expected that it would be the principal who often subsidized poor students.

Luo Chen chuckled.

It seems that the Wang family has long known that Wang Chao and his group were responsible for campus violence, which led to the original body's suicide. Only Wang Chao and his group thought they had kept it a secret. No wonder the original body was burned to death in a fire that night just as his family was about to seek justice for him.

The person who reported the news probably had a very good reputation, and even the original parents believed the other party's principal.

Luo Chen did not intend to let these indirect murderers go. He stretched out his hand and a small ball of light penetrated into the principal's body. Tonight, he and several other people would experience the same horrific nightmare journey as Wang Chao.

After waking up, their bodies will replicate all the pain they suffered in the nightmare, but there will be absolutely no external injuries on the skin and body, and going to any hospital will be useless.

However, this kind of double torture, both mental and physical, will lead to mental breakdown and physical paralysis within three months at most.

He planned to let these people rest for at least a week each time, and then carry out double torture punishment, which would provide him with a constant supply of emotional strength while preventing them from escaping the mental and physical torture until death.

This is the best punishment.

Luo Chen released several more spiritual energies, which flew towards the source of the emotional power until they sank into the bodies of Zhao Ruiran outside the campus, Zhou Kai, Sun Tian in the campus dormitory, and Meng Xuehang and others.

A terrible nightmare torture is about to begin.

Wankongjing jumped in the sea of consciousness, "Master, the first diary has appeared."

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows and immediately sensed the spiritual energy in the air.

Chen Zi was taking a break from his busy schedule and browsing the forum to relax when suddenly a post popped up on the homepage. The title and its meaning were so naive that it made him want to pick his toes.

[The Creator's Top-Secret Diary: A Day in Life Disguised as an Ordinary Human Student.]

What the hell is the Creator?

And disguised as an ordinary human student?

He subconsciously tried to swipe away the post, but his phone seemed to be infected and wouldn't budge. He scrolled around the screen in frustration, muttering, "My phone, which I only bought less than three years ago, is stuck again?"

My hand happened to touch the post, and the phone screen actually responded, and I went directly to the post.

He quickly swiped right to try to exit, but the phone seemed to be stuck and he couldn't exit. However, he could inexplicably swipe up and down, which made him even more nervous.

The phone won't be completely broken, right?

He quickly chose to exit the APP, but a message box popped up on the screen.

【Your app cannot be exited. 】

Chen Zi slowly widened his eyes and muttered, "It's over, my phone seems to be really broken."

Suddenly, a voice of surprise came from a workstation next to the office building: "Why is my screen not working?"

Then many employees followed suit.

"Mine too, how could this happen?"

"Ah, mine won't move either."

Chen Zi suddenly shuddered and quickly leaned over to ask the person next to him, "Is your page also stuck on that Emperor's post?"

The other party's eyes widened: "How do you know?"

The rest of the people heard the conversation between the two and immediately looked down at their phones. They found that those whose phone screens were stuck happened to be those who opened various apps to read posts, and the titles of the posts were all the same.

They instinctively felt that this was definitely not a coincidence.

"Isn't this an Internet virus?"

Someone stared at the screen and read the title of the post: "The Creator... The Great Emperor? Still pretending to be an ordinary person for a day?"

"This viral content is so childish."

Some people were aroused by curiosity and swiped down the screen to read the content.

"January 11th, it turns out that I am the Great Emperor of Creation. I was bored after sleeping for too long, so I simply reincarnated as a human. It was not until today that I remembered my identity.

In this case, this emperor is ready to return to his original form...

Um?

My dad actually made my favorite braised pork ribs today. I pondered for a while and decided to be an ordinary human being for a day.

Ah, it smells so good.

This human body is really useless. I felt full after eating only two bowls of rice and a plate of braised spareribs. Humph, if it were my real body, I could even swallow that tiny giant turtle in one gulp.

I never thought that after living for tens of millions of years, this was the first time these ordinary foods tasted so good.

Oh, it’s time to go to school again. How annoying. 』

The office building fell silent for a moment, followed by small puffs of laughter, as if someone couldn't hold back their laughter. Some people couldn't help but rub their goosebumps: "I'm so embarrassed that I'm getting goosebumps."

"Huh? Did your phone return to normal after reading this?"

"Mine too."

Seeing this, others followed suit and scrolled all the way to the bottom, but their phones still stayed on this middle school diary. They were silent for a few seconds, then scrolled back and read the entire diary carefully.

The phone also returned to normal.

"First, let's check if the phone has been charged?"

"The information and photos were still stolen."

Some people quickly checked their phones, while others subconsciously opened social apps. Sure enough, the top trending search was #The Creator's Middle School Diary#.

He clicked on it.

The screen below this trending search is filled with diary screenshots, saying that while browsing the forum, this virus popped up accidentally and could no longer be exited. It was necessary to force read the entire diary before it could return to normal.

He refreshed the page and found hundreds of new posts, all of which echoed his sentiments.

[Yes, I also encountered this virus. It is simply insane.]

What a sin! I must have done something wrong in my past life to deserve to see this kind of chuunibyou diary in this life.

This virus is highly contagious. All app forums have been affected. You can imagine how huge the user base is. I don't know what harm this virus will cause.

Several apps issued apologies, stating that they had brought a negative experience to users. Some hackers also posted anonymous messages stating, "The big guys on our hacker network have been kidnapped by this virus. We can't find the virus or its creator. Some big guys have even offered a high reward for information leading to the discovery of the virus creator."

The onlookers were shocked and became even more worried.

But soon, they found that there was no loss of money in the card linked to the phone and there were no changes in various apps, so they immediately felt relieved.

It doesn't make sense for them to make such a big fuss just to steal the information of ordinary people like us, right? With their hacking abilities, wouldn't it be easy for them to make money? Let's just go about our business and disperse.

[That's true. We ordinary people don't have anything worth the other party going to the trouble of stealing. Maybe this is just a spoof virus?]

[But seriously, if the hacking skills are so advanced, how come the content is written in such a primary school style? ]

[To be honest, even my third-grade diary was better than this. I strongly suspect this guy stole his three-year-old nephew's diary and used it as viral content to prank the public. After all, nicknames like the Creator Emperor only appear in old-school, middle school novels, hahaha.]

【It is well-reasoned and convincing. 】

Officials also learned about this at the first time and immediately mobilized professionals to investigate the source of the virus, but they found nothing, just like the hackers.

"It's strange that we didn't find any viruses. According to my preliminary judgment, these phones that have been exposed to viruses should be safe."

But it cannot be ruled out that this virus is too advanced to be detected at all.

The official top officials were suddenly helpless and had to issue a notice, suggesting that the public change their passwords if possible during this period and avoid clicking on any software other than normal apps.

It also stated: If anyone finds any abnormal behavior with their mobile phone, they should immediately seek help through the official website.

The other side.

Luo Chen stood invisibly behind a student who was secretly playing with his phone at school. He frowned as he read the post titled "The Creator's Top-Secret Diary: A Day Disguised as an Ordinary Human Student." Then he heard the student covering his mouth and laughing behind the desk.

His frown deepened.

Although I don’t know much about modern technology and Internet culture, the writing style of this diary is indeed immature, and the content is too boring and lacks substance.

He rubbed his forehead and asked Wan Kongjing, "Is this the diary entry you mentioned that is so shocking, so powerful, and can even target the power of the evil god?"

At the end, his tone became less calm.

He took a deep breath, as if he could imagine the reactions of those who saw the diary, like the students in this classroom, all gathered together to look at their mobile phone screens and then burst into laughter.

"Such a chuunibyou diary, hahaha."

“I think it’s very touching.”

During the break, students spoke freely and gave summaries of the diary entries: "The title 'Creation Emperor' sounds really impressive. Is he a character from a fantasy novel?"

Seeing this, Wan Kong Jing's pride trembled. "Master, isn't the role I've arranged for you very impressive? The content that follows will be even more impressive and shocking. I guarantee that it will degrade the evil god to nothing."

Luo Chen took a deep breath and smiled: "Really?"

He shouldn't have given this task to Wankong Jing, but the spiritual power in the diary had already started to operate. If he wanted to stop the diary contents, he would have to use more power to suppress it.

This will only result in more harm than good.

"That's all."

Luo Chen soon felt relieved. Apart from the fact that the content of the diary was too immature in writing, it might really have an unexpected effect.

In an instant, his state of mind relaxed slightly, and his originally empty cultivation suddenly gained a hint of divinity.

He was startled and immediately sat down cross-legged to practice.

Wankong Jing was flipping through the information he had absorbed from this world, as well as various legends about gods and ghosts, in his sea of consciousness. He felt more and more that the Creator Emperor he had made up was extremely awesome.

The human beings in this world will definitely tremble at this!

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