Chapter 37 Carnival

The situation suddenly changed, and everyone present was stunned.

Director Wu, on the contrary, calmed down a bit.

After a long period of trepidation, the guillotine finally fell, and the mastermind who had been manipulating the entire academy from behind the scenes was finally about to make his appearance.

He had even calmly opened his phone's dial pad, waiting for the next dead body to appear so he could immediately call the police.

He couldn't keep wasting his time with the academy like this.

Director Wu has figured it out. He's just a lowly worker, why should he risk his life for money?

Being watched by the police is fine, it's better than living in constant fear.

In short...

Halfway through his random thoughts, Director Wu finally heard the sudden commotion in the crowd around him.

"ah!!!"

It was a woman screaming.

There was also a loud thud, like a heavy object hitting the ground.

Then came the panicked shouts and cries of the crowd.

Director Wu held his phone, his expression numb. He looked down at the familiar red color.

Blood again.

Whose is it this time?

The area around them had been cleared by the panicked crowd, but these college leaders, who had experienced the constant deaths, were already numb.

Even their panic was several steps slower than others.

Director Wu then looked at the source of the panic among the crowd.

It was a corpse that fell from the sky.

He looked up at the roof of the teaching building; it must have fallen from there.

The ugly corpse, its skin already showing signs of rigor mortis, slammed Dean Ning and Vice Dean Zhang to the ground, even knocking down the well-dressed Zhou Zichuan who was standing nearby.

The nauseating stench of a corpse quickly filled the air.

The assistant was initially shocked by the appearance of the corpse and instinctively took a step back. When he saw his boss being pulled down to the ground, he suppressed his fear and went to help Zhou Zichuan up.

Zhou Zichuan smelled the rotting flesh of his own kind that had clung to his body, and the fear and repulsion in his genes made him vomit immediately.

"vomit----"

The assistant hurriedly helped the people away, fighting off the urge to vomit, and shouted to the bodyguards who rushed to protect them, "Call the police!!!"

The scene descended into complete chaos.

"Director," Xiao Wang's bewildered voice gradually turned sharp with fear, "this body...it looks like...Assistant Li!!!"

Director Wu's rigid thinking gradually began to activate.

He was like a chicken with its neck being choked, his vision blurred and he couldn't say anything.

The body that knocked down the two deans looked like it had been dead for several days.

If Assistant Instructor Li had been killed long ago...

So who exactly has been causing death at the academy these past few days?

The playground was in complete chaos.

The media, who were invited by Zhouzichuan to shoot promotional videos, were shocked, but still managed to snap photos of the scene immediately.

When the reporter put down his camera, he discovered that the eerie atmosphere on the playground was not limited to the corpse.

Amid the chaos, the female trainees who had lined up to welcome them sat obediently on the cushions used for their performance, heads bowed, without moving.

The reporter was so frightened by the eerie atmosphere that his back was tingled with fear.

"Where's the teacher?" He instinctively looked for the teacher in charge of the students. "Get the students to safety first!!!"

The female teacher has disappeared.

The instructors and teaching assistants present also acted with unusual indifference.

They looked around nervously, seemingly afraid of something.

The reporter couldn't get anyone to come, and didn't dare leave these girls to be abandoned on the playground.

He and other male and female reporters tried to lead the motionless girls to the door or other safe corner.

"Little friend," the reporter said, her mind racing, trying to remain gentle, "quickly tell your classmates to get up and leave the playground with us. It's too dangerous here!"

The female student remained motionless.

After a long while, a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz finally came from the girl's mouth, "You can't leave your seat without permission."

"If discovered, they will be sent to the modification room."

The reporter was taken aback.

A female reporter who came to help looked shocked. "What's going on with these students? People are dying over there, and they're still..."

The girl on the futon at her feet stared at the stone bricks in front of her, motionless. "Auntie, it's not a dead person, it's just inhuman. The instructors dealt with it."

The female reporter gasped, "What did you say?!"

"You can't say unlucky words, Buddha forbids it..." The girl added a light, dismissive rebuke, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary, "You'll be punished if you do..."

The reporters' pupils widened slightly, and then they looked up at the two deans who had been knocked to the ground in the crowd.

"Little friend," the reporter asked softly, "where is the renovation room you mentioned?"

"Could you show us around?"

......

Ambulances and police cars arrived with sirens blaring.

The body was still lying on the bodies of the two deans, who had been knocked unconscious on the ground.

Xin Que patted the female teacher next to him whose hands and feet were tied, "I gave you a chance to turn away from darkness and embrace the light, but you didn't seize it."

She twirled the bracelet she had taken from the female teacher's hand, still somewhat regretful, "It seems that even the Buddha you believe in can't protect you anymore."

The female teacher trembled, her mouth already gagged, and could only sob and shake her head in defiance.

"Stop howling," Xin Que said, her expression unchanged. "How many students has this distinguished teacher disciplined?"

"You've been through a lot, so why are you still so afraid of death?"

The female teacher's pupils suddenly widened, and her sobs grew louder.

Xin Que stood on the rooftop, casually dragging someone towards the edge of the rooftop behind the building. "You didn't act like this when dealing with those mentally unstable female students."

"It's almost time," Xin Que's features were reflected in the female teacher's terrified eyes; he was a thin, disfigured man. "I'll take you downstairs!"

The female teacher didn't even scream.

The dull thud that followed just a few seconds later proved that the shortest distance between two points is indeed a straight line.

Xin Que glanced back at the empty rooftop and then leaped off.

Then, her disguised figure descended through the pipe to the ground and disappeared into the gap in the power grid, which had been pre-damaged.

The signal interruption from the loudspeaker did not last long.

Amidst the wailing sirens, the chaos of the crowd, and even the sound of reporters forcefully breaking open the locks of the modification room...

The loudspeaker resumed playing the interrupted melodious music.

Before Xin Que climbed into the forest, she glanced back at the academy that was still broadcasting music.

High walls and electric fences, like a prison, tightly trap those inside, with no way to escape.

"Remember to change the song next time," Xin Que casually tossed the bracelet, still warm from her touch, into the ditch, and muttered, "Like when you were wandering aimlessly?"

Her figure disappeared completely into this desolate mountain forest.

It seems they've never been here before.