Aoki High School in the daytime, against the backdrop of the dull, low-pitched gray sky, is already eerie enough.

The Japanese-style campus after nightfall was like a scene from a horror game. The temperature dropped almost instantly, and the cold wind blew piercingly through the skin and bones. Jiang Ji's exposed calves were covered with a thin layer of goose bumps.

There was not a single light on in the tall and low buildings, like a block of black shadows, and at first glance it seemed like there was a bug in the world.

The wind blew with a whimpering sound, and the green trees on both sides made a rustling sound at the same time, and the whole school seemed to come alive.

Jiang Ji took a while to adjust himself before following the direction indicated by the scepter.

She walked around the locked gymnasium, passed the cafeteria with yellow lights on and the sounds of chopping bones and mincing meat. Behind it was the teachers' dormitory.

The gymnasium looks like a factory workshop from the outside, and you can hear the sound of balls hitting the ground from inside. It seems that there are still people playing ball so late at night.

But the iron door was locked from the outside and there was no light inside the gymnasium.

The sound of uniform reading could be heard in the dark teaching building, and a red figure flashed by the narrow window of the outermost girls' restroom.

Melodious piano sounds came from the auditorium.

Jiang Ji had a weird feeling as if a hundred ghosts were parading at night.

As she passed by, the sound of dribbling became faster and faster, the sound of reading became more and more excited, and the sound of chopping meat in the cafeteria suddenly stopped.

One-touch mute.

Jiang Ji knew that these ghosts hiding in the darkness had noticed her, but they did not dare to approach her because of the cold aura of the Poseidon's scepter.

She followed the instructions and came to the teachers' dormitory.

She had seen the dormitory building on her way to the cafeteria during the day. It was larger than the student dormitory and had all the necessary facilities from the outside. It was extremely new, with a warm and tidy style. Teachers in black came in and out from time to time.

But now, all that came into view were bare trees, a dozen or so sparsely scattered, and the buildings that had just been seen during the day had disappeared without a trace.

Lifeless, pale corpses hung on the withered branches, swaying back and forth in the night wind.

Those pale faces, dilated eyes, and dull hair were the colleagues who were in the office just now.

The case is solved.

This is the non-existent teachers' dormitory.

It turns out that they are so active every day just to trick her into hanging herself.

Jiang Ji saw these corpses, who were also staring at her. They raised their hands and waved at her, as if they wanted to call her over.

Weird smiles appeared on those stiff faces, and Jiang Ji suddenly felt a strong sense of being dragged. He took two steps and was pulled back in the opposite direction by the Scepter of Poseidon.

With the Poseidon's Scepter and the magic mirror, these black-clad teachers did not dare to force her to stay here, and could only stare at Jiang Ji with resentment as she left.

Jiang Ji didn't stay for long and turned away.

These corpses have the ability to jump down from the ropes and chase her.

On the way back, she saw the employees in white protective suits that Ying Huai mentioned. They were carrying box-type pesticide sprayers, and the machines were constantly spewing out red mist the size of dust.

The fine water mist was sprayed on the emerald green leaves, and the leaves, which originally had some yellow and white stripes, instantly turned all green, appearing fuller and more vivid.

Jiang Ji remembered that the plant called variegated green wood had densely packed tiny spots, which was not a disease but a characteristic of the plant.

Then, another group of people took out huge gardening shears and started to trim the branches that didn't fit in with the smooth curves.

Blood continued to flow out of the cut branches.

This scene is the same as what Ying Huai said.

"If you don't obey, you will pay the price for sticking out and trying to get ahead..."

"It hurts, it's right to hurt, it's for your own good..."

These men in white protective suits holding large scissors muttered nervously as they trimmed more branches and leaves.

The green tree bushes that were modified by them instantly became beautiful and homogeneous, and there was no difference between each green tree.

The strong stench of decay and blood from where they passed quickly drifted to Jiang Ji, making her feel a little stomach-ache.

Jiang Ji took the initiative to walk forward. One of the men in white protective suits saw her and a cold red light flashed in his eyes under the mask, but when he saw the color of her clothes, the red light disappeared.

"Why aren't you wearing protective clothing? Why are you slacking off over there?"

These white protective suits are also identified by color. Jiang Ji wanted to see their faces carefully through the masks, but unfortunately most of their faces were covered by the protective suits, and the work badges hanging on their chests were also mostly blurred.

But the school emblem on their work badges is different from the one on the government building that looks like a hanged man. It is a lush forest.

This group of people wore the original school badge.

Jiang Ji tried to talk to the man in the white protective suit to see if he could find some other clues, but it was like a programmed machine, just repeating "Why aren't you wearing protective clothing? Why are you slacking off?"

Unable to communicate.

Jiang Ji had no choice but to give up.

These guys did not show any aggressiveness. Jiang Ji slowly backed away until she was out of the attention range of those in white protective suits. She walked under a crooked dead tree and then turned back.

The breeze blew up the thick hair behind his ears. Jiang Ji let most of his face be covered by the flying hair, and a dark golden halo flashed across his eyes.

In the future, Jiang Ji made attacking moves towards them.

Compared with the employees in black, these white protective suits were relatively weak and vulnerable. Jiang Ji only failed a few times before he saw the faces underneath the protective suits.

Their faces are a mosaic.

But the overly sparse Mediterranean hair, the layered chin, the bulging belly and the short, thick legs all revealed a familiar formula.

Jiang Ji simply thought about it for a few seconds.

Hi, isn't this Mr. Kubo, the teacher of Inahama no Hikari?

It seems that not only the principal Cun Fangmao, but all the teachers on duty have been divided into black and white clothes, but their faces have been mosaiced.

They can't recognize themselves.

This is the self that they have forgotten.

On the way back, Jiang Ji saw a small number of new students.

Article 11 of the school rules has been revised, and these freshmen can walk out of the dormitory openly despite the resentful gazes of the life department teachers.

The supernatural people from the Beautiful Country and the Island Country went directly to the washroom. They passed by the teachers' dormitory but did not see the corpse hanging from the tree.

Jiang Ji returned to the office and locked the door.

As agreed, she controlled the magic mirror and was responsible for the dispatch.

The magic mirror can see any place with a clean mirror. No one knows where the remaining two monsters are hiding. If these freshmen encounter danger while exploring the campus, Jiang Ji may be able to give hints through the magic mirror or ask other psychics to rescue them quickly.

After all, there are not many new students surviving now.

The windows around the office were requisitioned to reflect different scenes: the playground, the thirteenth step, the plaster of the art classroom...

Jiang Ji saw Jiang Langyue's figure in one of the windows. She took advantage of the night to secretly put the first letter of denunciation into the black mailbox.