The fluorescent lights in the classroom flickered twice, went out completely for a moment, and then came back on.

It was just a common circuit instability, which would normally only elicit a few complaints.

But at this moment, after hearing Lin Que's remarks about "mass graves".

Add to that the book "Human World is Like Hell" that was circulating wildly in the class, and this brief period of darkness was simply unbearable.

"Oh my god!"

Su Qianqian was so startled that she jumped up from her seat, knocking over the water glass on the table.

The scream seemed to be some kind of signal, and several girls in the class followed suit.

Although the boys didn't scream, their faces were all turning pale.

My neck was so stiff I dared not twist it, for fear that if I turned around I would be met with a pale face.

Wu Di trembled as he approached Lin Que, his fat face scrunched up in a grimace:

"Brother Que...you were joking just now, right? Our school isn't a mass grave, is it?"

Lin Que slowly and deliberately took out the textbook he would use for the next class from his schoolbag, speaking casually:

"Who knows? I just heard it from the older generation. But..."

He paused deliberately and lowered his voice.

"I heard that when the playground was being built before, a lot of unclaimed rotten bones were dug up."

"Holy crap! Stop talking!"

Wu Di was almost in tears, and he covered his ears tightly with both hands.

Lin Que was overjoyed as he looked at the wonderful expressions on his classmates' faces.

These hothouse flowers have such poor resilience.

This is nothing. If they read "The Corpse," wouldn't they be too scared to go to the toilet at night?

"What are you doing! Shouting like this during evening self-study is unbecoming!"

Shen Qingqiu strode into the classroom in her high heels, her face stern as she reprimanded him.

She had just returned from the academic affairs office and was in a bad mood.

Although the essay "Back to Back" was submitted, the old-fashioned head of the teaching department, after reading it,

They called her over and gave her a subtle, indirect criticism.

They say things like, "Literary works should be positive, students should be optimistic, and we shouldn't get involved in these superstitious and bizarre things."

She was furious and had nowhere to vent, so when she entered the classroom, she found it in complete chaos.

"Su Qianqian, what's your name?"

Shen Qingqiu looked sternly at the class beauty.

Su Qianqian's face turned pale, and she stammered, not daring to speak.

She can't exactly say she was scared while reading a novel, can she?

"Teacher, the light is broken, it scared everyone."

Lin Que kindly helped her out of the predicament, but also added insult to injury.

"Something might be chewing on the wires."

Shen Qingqiu glared at Lin Que.

For some reason, she feels a little uneasy whenever she sees this student.

The psychological trauma from that essay still lingers, causing her to be afraid to turn off the lights when she sleeps at night.

"Alright, everyone sit down! The college entrance exam is coming up soon, and you still have the nerve to cause trouble!"

Shen Qingqiu tapped on the podium, forcefully suppressing the riot.

"I'll report the light as being needed. Now, let's start studying!"

The classroom fell silent again, but the eerie atmosphere only intensified.

Lin Que could clearly sense that several classmates around him were secretly watching "Human World is Like Prison" on their phones.

He subtly slid his phone into the table.

Cover it with a thick book titled "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation".

Only after confirming that Shen Qingqiu was busy grading assignments did he quickly open the chat window with his editor, "Green Ivy."

The fish has taken the bait; it's time to reel it in.

He accepted the friend request. Almost immediately, a message came through.