Blood buns made from the blood of suicide victims

“Do you know why everyone would believe in a new god like that?” Chesia suddenly said.

The plaster seemed to have landed on the tip of his nose, making him look like a big-nosed dog.

“There are many strange tales in St. Leicester. You are a special admission student, so you may not be able to enter. Enter the invitation code LKJGQ1324VNP, and you can enter the inner section to read them.”

Lin Xue wanted to retort to Chesia's response of simply rattling off a string of letters and numbers: "Do you think I have the most powerful brain or something?"

Fortunately, as an all-around genius, he did have some knowledge of shorthand:

"How many random numbers did you memorize in your head?"

"There's no other way. There are many things I can't write down. If someone sees them, it's all over. I can only keep them in my head."

"What if you lose your memory or go crazy one day?" Lin Xue didn't believe that a powerful family like Chesia would keep its family secrets only in the mind of its heir.

Chesia said matter-of-factly, "Then let the secret sink to the ground with me."

"Since the parties involved no longer remember, there is no need to continue this matter."

"Some things are best remembered while you're alive; once you're dead, who cares if the world is in chaos?"

"If I die, it's as if the whole world dies."

Such a beautiful state of mind, it's truly captivating.

"Why did you give me the invitation code?" Lin Xue was puzzled by Chesia's strange behavior.

Is it just a gesture of goodwill? Or is he trying to get me to see something inside?

Or is there another motive?

He couldn't see a trace of it on Chesia's face.

He always had that clown-like attitude, mocking and ridiculing everything.

He wears a mask of hedonism to protect his childlike heart.

“Because I want to support you as the new god of Shilan.” Chesia’s eyes shone like a fanatical believer.

"Now that so many people in Saint Ria love you madly and treat you like a god, aren't you even a little bit tempted?"

"Our family has been helping people at the bottom of society in all sorts of ways to build good relationships with the public."

"However, even so, our family's role in Shilan is only that of guardians of the law and individuals."

"Unlike you, on the webpage created by that special admissions student, you were already portrayed as an omnipotent god who could save people from suffering."

"To be honest, I'm already fed up with this world."

"The same greed, the same ugliness."

"Everyone attacks each other for their own benefit."

"A friend who harbors evil intentions will break a brother's limbs."

"Those who pretend to be virtuous and consider themselves normal people bully all those who have been persecuted and driven insane."

"Tell me, as a mentally ill person, should I hate this world?"

"Whether it's a righteous god or an evil god, as long as it's a new god, I want him to descend."

"Saving the world or destroying the world, it's all the same."

"I just want everyone to die equally."

"I think that whether it's a good or bad change, your arrival will bring some ripples to this stagnant world."

Lin Xue is now a little curious about what exactly is on the forum.

After entering the invitation code provided by Chesia, a previously sealed forum section suddenly opened up to me.

Lin Xue clicked on the "Slaughterhouse" section. It turned out that the forum section she had seen but couldn't access before was just the surface section.

It's a hidden paradise inside.

Subject: Suicide Footage: Jumping Off a Building. An old-fashioned, nerdy girl. Compare the whiteness of her splattered brains to the whiteness of the pimples squeezed out of her face.

The photographer commented: I accidentally captured this video when I got up early to go to the library.

At that time, she was carrying a schoolbag and lingering on the rooftop.

It seems like she's struggling with the decision of whether or not to commit suicide; she looks very distressed.

I immediately went up to her and asked if she was going to commit suicide.

She stared at me in fear and said she had just come here to get some fresh air.

I said, "Stop pretending."

"You just want to commit suicide, don't you?"

She remained silent.

I said, "Since you're going to commit suicide anyway, why don't you let me have some fun before you die?"

So I walked towards her.

Actually, I just wanted to use this method to arouse her will to survive.

Unexpectedly, she reacted very strongly and even hit me.

Damn, he looks so thin and short, yet he's so strong.

How come you have absolutely no sense of humor?

The next time I saw her was the following morning, when I went to the library.

She just happened to fall on my head at that moment.

Suddenly, a foul stench exploded from there.

Her entire chest and abdominal cavity were shattered, and she spoke frankly to me.

I saw something that looked like a balloon, inflating and bulging.

It's really fun, it looks like two bubbles around a frog's mouth.

At the time, I didn't realize what it was, so I took a twig and started poking at it. As I poked at it, I realized that it must be her alveoli.

She desperately wanted to die, but her alveoli were still struggling to expand and contract.

Blood was flowing from her eyes, nose, and mouth; she looked like a ghost.

This made her already acne-covered face even more disgusting.

I pointed the camera at her, and she kept trying to open her mouth as if to say something, but I couldn't hear her.

Judging from the shape of her lips, it seems like she's saying "Don't take pictures."

She died after about five minutes of filming. What a fool! Why did she jump from the fifth floor? She should have at least jumped from the twentieth floor.

Did she deliberately jump from the fifth floor in the hopes that someone would have a change of heart and send her to be saved?

That was the funniest joke I've ever heard.

Subject: Is acne contagious?

My roommate is a very ugly small-town girl.

Do you know how disgusting her acne was?

Each one was like a grain of rice. Back then, we all said that seeing the whiteheads on her face was...

Could the rice have come from squeezing out whiteheads on her face?

She's also incredibly unsophisticated, you know? Everyone else is eating Saint-Lia's food, but she received local specialties mailed to her by her grandma—it seems to be dried tomatoes and lemonade or something. How disgusting! Won't eating that stuff cause poisoning?

Sometimes when our whole dorm goes on team-building activities or parties, she'll say she won't go. We see her studying, haha, she's studying so hard, but I don't see her doing that well academically.

Moreover, her talents are not as good as ours.

The most disgusting thing is, are all girls in small towns like this? It's so disgusting! How could she eat spoiled food? She drank half a cup of milk tea and then drank it again the next day. It had been sitting there for over 24 hours. Even though it's winter, it must have gone bad. We asked her, "Why did you drink it?"

She also said she couldn't bear to waste it.

She actually ate spoiled and expired food! What's the difference between that and picking food out of the trash and eating it?

Then that night she vomited, and she vomited in a public restroom; we could all smell the vomit.

I feel like she's from my grandparents' generation. Back then, there was a famine, so people were concerned about not wasting food.

She was actually wearing a sweater knitted by her grandma—it was so tacky! Only an older woman would dress like that! It's ridiculous that an eighteen-year-old girl, in the prime of her youth, was dressed like an old lady.

And she's still a virgin! You have to be unwanted for someone to remain a virgin.

We took nude photos of her and gave them to her boyfriend so he could sell them for money to buy us bags and clothes. She even cursed at us. How dare she?

What's wrong with taking nude photos? Nobody wants to see her nude photos anyway.

Subject: Annoying Roommate

I was once roommates with a girl I really disliked for a period of time.

Everyone knows how unlikable male bookworms are, let alone a female bookworm who only knows how to study and has no femininity whatsoever.

We all go to parties, but she spends all her time in the library.

To punish her, we deliberately tampered with some things in her room. After that, she became a bit paranoid, always feeling that if she lost something, it was us who did it.

Another thing that really annoyed us was that her grandmother always sent her things.

Our family members rarely contact us; they're either divorced or out having fun.

But she loved her grandmother so much.

And she always felt so happy whenever she ate the dried tomatoes and lemonade that her grandma sent her.

Seeing that happy expression on her ugly face made me feel disgusted.

Why? Why are you so ugly, yet so happy?

Why should someone who is inferior to me in every way have the right to be happy?

I can't let her continue to be happy; I have to teach her a lesson.

Subject: I made a group of guys gang rape my roommate whom I hate

I had them drug my roommate whom I disliked, and when the boys came back, they reported to me that they had successfully completed the task I assigned.

So I stood in a dark corner and watched her come back.

When she returned, that annoying, silly smile on her face was finally gone.

When she saw the package her grandmother had sent her, even more tears welled up in her eyes.

Haha, I'll make you happier than me. Let's see how you'll be happy in the future.

I sent her a letter saying that an old maid as ugly as her, whom no man would want, should be very grateful to me for spending money to find someone to lose her virginity.

Subject: She came to me, wanting to hit me.

The strategy of currying favor with the powerful has proven effective in practice; thanks to them, I am now a star student.

She overestimated herself and came to me, but was beaten up by the servants I summoned.

Her desperate look in her eyes gave me a really high.

Silly girl, you don't actually believe this world belongs to justice, do you?

Subject: She's been a little bored lately

Sigh, I need to find a new toy.

Subject: She seems to be dead

unlucky.

So what if you get gang-raped? Just treat it like you're a succubus and enjoy it, right?

It's like nobody's been gang-raped.

Subject: Have you heard about that suicide story?

—Can you name names? There are too many suicides.

—That ugly girl who got messed with by the princess.

—I remember she had a grandmother who loved her very much, right? How about we send her some of her granddaughter's remains?

The old lady must miss her very much, having not seen her granddaughter for so long.