When he saw the group of people coming, the monster with broken legs and strange black and white eyes rolled over, blocking their way.
"Where are you going?"
"Physical education class has just ended and we want to go buy some water." Yan Ze spoke first.
He neither followed the strange reason of his broken leg to reveal the location, nor did he make up a reasonable reason for his appearance.
"The school auditorium is almost full. Hurry up. If there are no seats, the dean will be angry."
The broken leg was strangely emotionless, like a ruthless reciting machine.
"Okay." Yan Ze nodded seriously.
"Today is the school anniversary. Have you prepared the performance?"
The Broken Leg asked in a strangely calm tone, but Lin Xingyou saw a bloodthirsty light flashing in its eyes.
It seemed that as long as Yan Ze gave the wrong answer, his throat would be bitten by it the next moment.
Facing this low-level weirdness, Yan Ze was very comfortable with it and said, "I'm ready."
"Okay then." The Broken Leg showed disappointment when it didn't hear the answer it was expecting. Then it pointed in a direction and said, "The auditorium is over there. I'll go over there after I get my stuff."
"Aren't you worried that there won't be a seat if you arrive late?" Yan Ze suddenly asked.
"I'm from the student council and I'm in charge of checking the program. It's okay if I go later."
After answering the question, Short Legs left in a weird posture.
"It seems you are doing it with ease." Lin Xingyou raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Ze, a hint of inquiry flashing in his eyes.
"The weird ones don't lie, but they will say guiding words to make people fall into misunderstandings, so as to harvest humans. They abide by the rules, which is much better than humans."
"There are also special killing quirks. The established rule is that no one can survive. It is impossible to just rely on maneuvers. You need to have sufficient strength."
That’s why mysterious people are so popular in the last days.
When faced with a sudden and unexpected kill, only strength is the only thing that matters.
Lin Xingyou pointed around and asked, "So what kind of school do you think this is?"
Yan Ze's eyebrows sank, and a flash of coldness flashed in his eyes, "A decisive game."
That's why he couldn't waste even a single tool. As long as he didn't encounter a fatal blow, he would never take action if he could maneuver around.
"This strange place consumes a person's energy and spirit. They need to constantly replenish their energy. Many people have been trapped and died in it."
If he hadn't said it, Lin Xingyou wouldn't have realized that she was a little hungry. The next second, she grabbed three pancakes filled with toppings from the air.
"Here, remember to pay the bill when you leave." She handed it over.
Hawkeye took it blankly, with a slightly complicated expression, and then gave Lin Xingyou a thankful smile.
Miss Lin is different. She didn’t forget to eat even at the moment of life and death. She really has a big heart.
…
Arriving at the school auditorium, the expression on Lin Xingyou's face was hard to describe.
She pointed at the building in front of her and said, "You told me this was a school auditorium, but this is just a broken warehouse!"
No wonder she was so disgusted. The walls on both sides of the middle of the auditorium had collapsed, and one could clearly see the dry weeds outside the wall, as well as the dead branches and rotten trees that looked like ghost hands. These plants blocked out the already weak light.
The rusty iron supports on the ceiling of the auditorium seemed to be broken at any time, and some of them were already crumbling. There were several holes in the ceiling, and the light source inside came from those big holes.
She pointed upwards with shaking hands, and said helplessly: "So this is called recycling!"
"This sentence can be understood in this way!" Hawkeye was surprised.
After being disturbed by Lin Xingyou, the fear in his heart was reduced a lot, and he was not so scared when facing the weirdness in the auditorium.
The environment inside the auditorium was not very good either. The dark red tables and chairs were covered with dust from construction sites. There were all kinds of debris on the ground, including messy books, blood-stained paper cutters and ballpoint pens.
The podium in front had a layer of rose-colored velvet behind it that was half burned, with the remaining half barely hanging, and dry vines hanging above it like a deliberately uninhibited decoration.
After complaining about the terrible environment in her heart, Lin Xingyou realized that the entire auditorium was almost filled with all kinds of weird people, and she noticed that this was the only thing they had in common.
She leaned closer to Yan Ze and asked, "Did you see the blisters bursting and oozing pus on their skin?"
"Yes, it looks like a burn."
Yan Ze's eyes sank slightly, he took a step forward and touched the curved corner of the table, rubbing off a layer of black ash.
"It's carbon!"
After Fu Yuan finished looking at the wall, he walked closer and expressed his guess, "These are weird, he must have been burned to death before he died."
The black walls, the burnt velvet, and the chaotic scene are enough to roughly guess what it was.
Before they could summarize again, a female voice came from the side of Lin Xingyou: "Classmate, can you do me a favor?"
Lin Xingyou looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a head right next to his feet. Black liquid was constantly spitting out of the head's mouth, like ink mixed with mud, sticky and disgusting.
"Classmate, help me find my body, and I will reward you!"
Her words were extremely tempting, but Lin Xingyou just stared at her with his head down, unmoved.
Suddenly, she thought of a way to relieve stress. A hint of amusement flashed in her eyes, and she nudged Yan Ze next to her with her elbow.
"You said that as long as the rules are not violated, the monsters generally won't attack humans."
Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the head on the ground and a headless body in the distance. Yan Ze instantly understood what she was trying to do and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Yes."
He has never tried any method of committing suicide.
The woman raised a bright smile and looked at the head on the ground. She didn't know why, but she felt a little uneasy at the strange separation of the head and body.
Without waiting for the strange reaction, Lin Xingyou jumped hard, and the next moment her head on the ground instantly shattered into pieces, brains splattered, and the people around her were shocked by her actions.
Is she crazy?
Lin Xingyou quickly jumped away, tugged at Yan Ze's backpack, met his gaze, her face full of boasting.
"How about it? Do you want to try it? It feels just like stepping on a watermelon."
Yan Ze's cheek twitched slightly, and then he said in a gentle tone: "No, as long as you are happy."
He thought she just wanted to kick his head away, but unexpectedly she crushed the weird head directly.
As soon as she moved away, the shattered skull began to piece itself together, and the scattered brain matter slowly merged into a brain like worms.
Just as he had taken on a human form, his head let out a sharp roar, "Just wait, I want your life."
Lin Xingyou looked at Yan Ze with a look of resentment, "Didn't you say you wouldn't do anything?"
"I didn't expect that you would crush someone's head. Weirdos also have the ability to defend themselves." Yan Ze was helpless.
The strange head was pieced together intact, and the body rushed over to merge. In order to ensure his own safety, Lin Xingyou raised his foot again.
With a snap, the head shattered again.
Onlookers: ...
This is really a good way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.
"The school celebration party is about to begin. Please take your seats as soon as possible, otherwise you will bear the consequences."
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