Chapter 25
"Haven't you contacted Teacher Cen yet?"
"No! Where on earth did Teacher Cen go?"
"It's so scary, mom, I want to go home"
How do they feel when they wake up too late and find it's already 11pm? It feels like they're doomed!
What’s even more terrifying is that they have no way of leaving the playground piled with corpses.
The players who woke up huddled together. There were rotting corpses under their feet and there was nowhere to hide. They could only walk towards the only podium without corpses. However, the podium had been brutally occupied by a small group of rich young men, and only a small number of players could gain a foothold on the podium.
The reason was simply that the young masters felt it was too crowded, so they simply drove most of the players who came on stage away.
"What's there to be afraid of?" Shen Wenshao scoffed. "I've already stepped on it, so it won't be a problem if I step on it again. Don't you think?"
The people under the rostrum dared not speak out and stared at him angrily.
Shen Wenshao stood on the stage, curled up the corners of his lips, and cursed contemptuously, "low-class bastard."
At this time, Qin Shiyuan walked up to him and frowned, "Wen Shao, let's leave the rostrum first. I feel something is wrong."
Shen Wenshao turned around, his face full of disbelief: "What's wrong? Do you want me to step on those disgusting corpses below? Shi Yuan, don't you feel disgusted?"
Facing Shen Wenshao's questioning, Qin Shiyuan still insisted on his own rhetoric: "Wenshao, think about it carefully. The entire playground is now filled with corpses, even the audience seats are full. Why is there no corpse on the rostrum?"
"The podium is where school leaders give speeches," Qin Shiyuan pursed his dry lips, his tense muscles revealing his nervousness. "Perhaps someone will be giving a speech here later, so they've left a clear area on the podium."
Shen Wenshao sneered, "Shi Yuan, you must be frightened silly. It's already this hour, how could a leader give a speech? Or do you think those monsters would give a speech on stage?"
Qin Shiyuan knew he couldn't persuade Shen Wenshao. After spending so much time together, Qin Shiyuan certainly knew what kind of fool Shen Wenshao was. He didn't say anything more, but turned to the other rich boys and said, "Who of you will follow me down?"
The rich young men looked at each other, then at the mountain of corpses below the stage, their faces revealing a hint of unwilling disgust.
They are all a bunch of rich and noble young masters, wearing luxury goods and brand-name shoes, while pus is flowing everywhere under the stage. Who would want to get their shoes stained with such disgusting dirt?
Qin Shiyuan nodded and said nothing more. He leaned against the edge of the podium and flipped down.
The remaining young masters watched him leave with their arms folded, unmoved, and even laughed at his wild ideas.
At this time, there was a faint trembling sound coming from the ground.
At first, no one noticed anything was wrong until the ground tremors became louder and louder and got closer and closer to them. Then everyone realized something was wrong and looked towards the entrance of the playground in horror.
A mountain-like monster of flesh and blood appeared there, waving thousands of thorn-like tentacles and wriggling towards the rostrum. Every few meters it moved forward, the corpses it passed by would be directly crushed and then completely absorbed by the tentacles.
"Yes, it's the principal!"
"The principal is here!!"
Panicked and terrified shouts rang out one after another. The young masters on the podium suddenly woke up and hurriedly jumped off the stage, but it was too late.
The tentacles on the flesh and blood monster suddenly stretched infinitely and stabbed towards the young masters on the stage like sharp arrows. More than half of the young masters were nailed to the ground by the tentacles while screaming.
Shen Wenshao was completely frightened and his body only reacted instinctively. He rolled and crawled out of the range of the tentacles and jumped towards the stage.
But it was obviously too late to jump. The principal's more than a hundred compound eyes turned at the same time, locking onto the escaped prey, and a tentacle whizzed towards Shen Wenshao.
Shen Wenshao caught a glimpse of him climbing up the pile of corpses in a panic and frantically. At this time, he no longer cared whether the dirty blood would stain his clothes and shoes. There was only one word left in his mind: escape!
Just as the tentacle was about to penetrate his back, a flash of blood hit the tentacle at the critical moment, knocking it slightly off course.
As a result, the sharp thorns on the tentacle barely grazed Shen Wenshao's arm, leaving a deep blood mark.
"Ah!" Shen Wenshao screamed, covered his arms and fell on the pile of corpses, his forehead covered with cold sweat.
He looked at the monster waving its tentacles and rushing towards him in fear, shouting for help at the top of his lungs, but the other players could hardly save themselves, not to mention they were full of hostility towards him. Who would come to save him?
Shen Wenshao closed his eyes in despair, but the expected pain did not come. Instead, a gentle breeze blew across his face.
He opened his eyes tremblingly, and what he saw was a tall figure.
Cen Xun stood in front of him and repelled the principal.
The other players didn't expect Cen Xun to show up at such a critical moment, and they shouted in surprise, "Teacher Cen!"
Cen Xun tilted his head slightly and said to Shen Wenshao behind him, "Back off."
Shen Wenshao wiped the tears from his face and wanted to ask Cen Xun why he showed up just now, but now was obviously not the time for him to lose his temper, so Shen Wenshao had to swallow his complaints and hurriedly crawled away in anger.
When Cen Xun saw him crawling away, he turned his gaze to the principal.
He and the principal had fought for several rounds, and the principal was obviously quite impressed by him, with hatred towards him full.
But this time, the principal did not rush up to fight Cen Xun like he did in the previous rounds. Instead, he opened his huge mouth and emitted a special sharp sound wave.
Cen Xun didn't understand what it meant at first, until he saw teachers and staff appearing at the entrance of the playground in an endless stream, then he suddenly understood.
Not bad, the principal has learned his lesson. This time he actually found helpers to fight in a group.
Thirteen deans gathered in the playground, followed by countless subordinate professors, lecturers, and counselors.
In a one-on-many situation, on the surface, Cen Xun is bound to lose.
The players who witnessed all this were all worried.
"Wow, wow, my teacher Cen is so weak, how can he beat so many people?"
"That old principal, Mr. Deng, is actually bullying the weak with his numbers. He has no moral integrity!"
"Teacher Cen is really too soft-hearted and too kind. He even wants to save someone like Shen Wenshao. Teacher Cen, wake up! Shen Wenshao is not worth it! He is just trash!"
"What should I do? Teacher Cen is going to lose. Waa ...
Cen Xun: “That’s not necessary.”
Cen Xun calmed himself down, blocked out those chaotic and bizarre voices, and focused on looking at the principal's army of faculty and staff.
Instead of stepping back, he took a step forward.
"What is Mr. Cen doing?"
"Teacher Cen, are you sure he's just given up and surrendered?"
Cen Xun ignored the players who were screaming like chickens. Seeing that he was about to be surrounded, he calmly took out a stack of files and cleared his throat.
"Now, as the principal, I declare..." Cen Xun pointed the joystick at the surrounding teachers and sneered, "You are all fired!"
He suddenly raised the files in his hand, and dense puppet threads poured out, twisting them into snowflake-like fragments that fluttered in the wind.
The huge playground was dead silent.
Not only were the players stunned, but even the principal's tentacles in the distance seemed to stiffen for a moment.
It was simple, everyone was shocked by Cen Xun's outrageous remarks.
Player: What kind of a stunt is this? Didn't Mr. Cen say his position as principal was taken away by a fake principal? And now it's back?
Principal: You are the principal, then who am I?
The most important thing is that the group of teachers who surrounded Cen Xun actually stopped moving.
After a moment, they fell down one after another as if the power was turned off.
Player: “!!!”
Damn, he really is the principal!
Under the admiring gazes of the players, Cen Xun stepped on his colleagues' bodies and slowly walked towards the principal.
"And you."
Cen Xun took out a blood-stained document from his pocket, raised his arm and showed it to the principal.
"You, too, are fired, Principal Hong."
The principal's hundred or so compound eyes moved, and when he saw the contents of the document clearly, they suddenly froze.
The document in Cen Xun's hand was the "Principal Appointment Letter" that Feng Jihan had been looking for!
The Principal's Appointment Letter was extremely important to the principal. The moment he saw it, he finally regained some consciousness and uttered an indistinct human voice: "How did you find it?"
Cen Xun smiled slightly: "Principal Hong, writing a diary is not a good habit."
He took out a torn page of his diary from his pocket. It was not the one that recorded "I will seal my honor and past in the basement of the school history museum", but another one.
That day, Cen Xun not only hid the key to open the safe, but also hid this torn page of the diary.
"I feel pain and despair," Cen Xun whispered, reading from the torn page. "I'm unfit to be the president of H University. I can't protect the teachers, nor can I protect my students. I feel guilty towards everyone."
"Forgive my cowardice. I can't do anything for my university. The only thing I can do is to die as a token of my guilt."
Cen Xun put away the remaining pages of his diary and said to the silent principal, "I have always wondered where you would choose to end your life, and where you were bewitched by the evil spirit."
Cen Xun turned the "Principal Appointment Letter" over and looked down at the contents. He slowly said, "I tried to review it. The diary must have been written by you in the principal's office. After you finished writing it, you committed suicide. And you were on the 18th floor. If you wanted to commit suicide, what could be faster than falling from the building?"
"So I infer that you climbed the bell tower that day, intending to jump from the highest point of H University."
"But at this moment"
Cen Xun's eyelashes drooped, and his voice was deep: "The evil god has arrived, and he tells you that he can fulfill your wish."
"Principal Hong, you're not even afraid of death. You must have thought, 'How could things get any worse?' So you agreed to a deal with the evil god, gave up on suicide, and returned to the principal's office."
"When you were negotiating with the evil god, you only went to two places: the office and the clock tower. Since this pre-transaction contract isn't in your office, it must be in the clock tower."
Cen Xun: "Then, I found it under the big bronze bell."
Cen Xun sighed softly: "Principal, you are really not good at hiding things."
The principal's hundred or so compound eyes were all fixed on Cen Xun, and he uttered a heavy, muffled voice, "You are too cunning."
"Yes," Cen Xun admitted readily, "After all, who would have thought that you would simply and crudely hide the 'Principal's Appointment Letter' in a bronze bell?"
The principal didn't speak for a long time.
After a long pause, He said, "I look forward to the school bell ringing again."
"If someone were to come across the bronze bell while searching for the Letter of Appointment, would it ring once?"
Cen Xun made a pause gesture: "Stop fantasizing and look at the reality."
"As you can see, making a deal with the evil god not only didn't make the situation better, but made it worse."
Cen Xun's tone was a little more seductive: "Give me the position of principal. Instead of making a deal with the evil god, why not make a deal with me?"
The principal pondered for a moment, and the tentacles around his body slowly surged, and his murderous intent became boiling again.
"You have evil intentions, I can't possibly hand over my students to you."
Several tentacles slapped towards Cen Xun fiercely. Cen Xun dodged nimbly and sighed.
The talks broke down.
In this case, we can only
Cen Xun took out the "Principal Appointment Letter" and began to attack it with puppet threads.
The "Principal's Appointment Letter" is the core item of the copy, and of course it is not so easy to destroy. Fortunately, it is a dead object, at least it will not attack Cen Xun.
In the last round, Cen Xun successfully upgraded his special identity of "Folklorist" to the Orange Level with the points he plundered from the principal. Although he still couldn't beat the Red Level principal, it was no problem for him to just avoid the principal's attacks and engage in a tug-of-war with him.
Cen Xun dodged while using the puppet silk to vigorously cut the "Principal's Appointment Letter". Every time a small piece was cut off, the principal would be greatly affected.
The howling continued, but Cen Xun showed no sign of mercy. Not long ago, even her husband of over ten years had died at her hands. Could he still care about the principal? It's no exaggeration to say that Cen Xun's heart was as cold as if he had been killing fish at RT-Mart for ten years.
Ever since he knew that Feng Jihan was a player, Cen Xun had been holding back a rage in his heart. He cut the "Principal's Appointment Letter" fiercely, and suddenly he wanted to cut the evil god who disrupted his life into pieces.
If he had not seen the bloody night, he might have been able to endure the calm light.
He could continue to be a hypocritical person and live peacefully with Feng Jihan.
How could that damn evil god come and disrupt his life without his permission!
The principal's scream brought Cen Xun back to his senses. He looked up indifferently and saw that all of the principal's tentacles had plunged into the pile of corpses. The mountain of corpses began to tremble violently, and then, a tide of blood that came from nowhere swept the corpses and players into it, scattering them all over the place.
The blood-red light penetrated the blood tide, forming a strange pattern. Cen Xun's eyes deepened slightly.
The principal started the sacrificial ceremony.
"Teacher Cen! Help!"
"Ahhh I can't swim!"
"Ugh, so disgusting, I ate my brain! I'd rather die, ugh"
At this time, the principal who caused all this began to move again. He climbed onto the podium. The thick blood wall isolated the podium into a closed space. Cen Xun followed closely, entered the blood wall, and looked back.
The corpses and players were floating in the sea of blood. Cen Xun moved the joystick slightly, manipulating the shadow to lift up the player.
"I'm going in to deal with the principal." Cen Xun said gently to the players, "Hide well. When I come out, H University will definitely return to normal."
The players couldn't hold back after hearing this. The problem is, the problem is
This is just a closed beta copy of the game! The game will definitely be officially released for public testing, which means that if Cen Xun goes there, he will definitely fail.
It’s all their fault, they are so useless!
Don't go, Teacher Cen! If you go, you'll be gone!
"Teacher, don't go!"
"Ahhh, if we die, we're dead. We can be resurrected, but you can't!"
"Don't be afraid, we will meet again," Cen Xun smiled faintly, "I hope we can meet again on a sunny campus at that time."
After saying that, he turned around, his figure sank into the flesh wall, and disappeared from the players' sight without hesitation.
Cen Xun finally put on a show in front of the players, and when he walked into the main altar made of the principal's flesh and blood, he still felt a little unsatisfied.
The principal was squatting in the center of the main altar, with his tentacles rooted in the ground, each tentacle glowing with a strange, blood-red color.
The first moment Cen Xun entered, he was attacked by the principal. This time, Cen Xun did not hold back and started a fierce battle with the principal on the main altar, while continuing to cut the "Principal's Appointment Letter".
But it's still a little too late.
The strange patterns spread to the entire flesh and blood space. At the same time, the vague outline of the new "Principal's Appointment Letter" appeared in the air.
This is what Feng Jihan calls the "post-transaction contract."
The principal sacrificed his flesh and blood to the evil god, and the deal was reached. The evil god fulfilled his promise and gave the principal the reward he deserved.
With this "Principal's Appointment Letter", the principal will become the true new master of the strange domain. He can finally realize his wish and easily kill all the players who invade the school.
But the price he paid was the lives of all the teachers and students in the school.
His wish had come true, hadn't it? But why did he feel even more grief and despair?
The principal's more than one hundred compound eyes shed tears of blood. After the madness, there was endless confusion. Why, why did things come to this point?
After becoming the lord of the strange domain, can he really protect his students?
Cen Xun's puppet threads and the principal's tentacles tangled together, wrestling with each other. Beads of sweat formed on Cen Xun's forehead, and his breathing became disordered. He panted slightly, and suddenly smiled: "Actually, there's no need for us to fight to the point of both sides being destroyed, right?"
"You want to protect students, and I want to be the principal. There's really no conflict."
The principal stared at him coldly with his eyes filled with tears and blood, wanting to know what other nonsense he could say.
"I heard that after becoming a high-level monster, one loses emotions and senses, becoming a monster that only knows how to eat," Cen Xun said softly. "Are you sure you can avoid eating your students after becoming a domain master?"
"You should have sensed that kind of madness. Uncontrolled, without reason, wanting only to savor fear and flesh, to gain greater power from them."
The principal's compound eyes were all frozen.
"You're terrified of that, aren't you?"
Cen Xun knew these words had hit the principal sore spot, so he continued to coax him, "I believe you have seen clearly the evil god's virtues. I guarantee that after you become the domain master, sooner or later you will fall into uncontrollable madness. When that time comes, whether you like it or not, all students will become your reserve food."
"No, no! No!" the principal roared angrily, panting like a wild beast. "I won't! I won't eat students!"
"Principal, let me remind you that you're already eating." Cen Xun said helplessly, "What do you think you were eating on the playground just now? Human blood fries?"
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Cen Xun continued: "Now I have a better suggestion."
"First, I will be the principal." Cen Xun closed his eyes, and before the principal fell into another rage, he added, "But you can sign a contract with me and personally supervise my behavior."
The principal was stunned for a moment.
"What's the meaning?"
Cen Xun said softly, "You hand over the position of principal to me, and in exchange, I can make a promise to you."
"First, I will protect the students of H University."
"Second, I only do things that are beneficial to H University."
"I accept your supervision. If I cannot maintain my sanity, you have the right to restrain me."
"This way, both of our problems will be solved."
Cen Xun opened his eyes and smiled at the principal: "How about it, do you accept this deal?"
The principal fell silent.
After a moment, he finally slowly withdrew the tentacles that were wrestling with Cen Xun.
"Then the deal is done."
Cen Xun stepped forward and said, "But I have to make one thing clear upfront. The H University students I'm talking about don't include players with student status. They only include native students who haven't committed treason, and new students that you and I both recognize."
"accept."
"very good."
The principal's large figure slowly retreated. Cen Xun stepped forward and stared at the Principal's Appointment Letter that was taking shape in mid-air. "Then let's begin."
In the blood-colored space, the only unique color is the "Principal's Appointment Letter" written in blood on a black background.
Cen Xun watched it take shape quietly, with a black feather pen placed beside it, waiting for the new Lord of the Strange Domain to pick it up.
Cen Xun tried, but his hand couldn't pass through the beam of light, but the principal's tentacles could.
"It's still a bit troublesome."
The "Principal's Appointment Letter" didn't last long. After just one minute, it began to flicker faintly. The principal at the side gave a low growl of urgency. Cen Xun took a deep breath, took out a note from his pocket, folded it a few times, and turned it into a flashlight.
There is only blood light in the flesh and blood space, no shadows. If you want shadows, you can only create them yourself.
He turned on the flashlight in his left hand and shone it on his right hand. Cen Xun controlled his shadow to enter the beam of light. The shadow was a thing without substance or life, and was not repelled by the beam of light.
The shadow of the hand picked up the feather pen and wrote down its owner's name, Cen Xun, stroke by stroke.
The blood words were written and the transaction was established.
The moment Cen Xun finished writing his name, the "Principal Appointment Letter" rolled up and dissipated into the air. At the same time, something quickly embedded itself into Cen Xun's heart.
Congratulations to Cen Xun, the eccentric, for obtaining his new special identity: Nightmare Principal.
Before Cen Xun could curse the evil god for giving him a short signature time, a powerful force suddenly surged into his body. Cen Xun was caught off guard and his face turned pale.
Countless puppet threads emerged from his body. Unlike the past, this time, they seemed to penetrate every cell and every inch of his skin, trying to tear him apart alive.
"Hmm"
Becoming a bloody man only takes a moment. The process of the monster awakening is also the process of death as a human being.
Cen Xun's pupils were filled with blood. As the puppet threads wrapped around him layer by layer, strange whispers began to appear in his ears. The whispers came from the void. After just listening to it once, Cen Xun felt a splitting headache, and his thoughts fell into confusion and madness.
So this is what it feels like to become a monster.
When Cen Xun began to awaken, the flesh and blood monsters around him seemed to have been drained of all their bones and blood. They began to shrink continuously, squeezing and converging towards their core torso.
His huge and terrifying body turned into ashes, but the ashes did not disperse. Instead, they swirled and condensed together, finally forming a black ruler engraved with runes in the air.
Congratulations to Cen Xun, the eccentric, for obtaining the Shenxing-level special item, Nightmare Ruler.
Seeing that the black and white cocoon made of puppet silk showed a tendency to expand and crack, the nightmare ruler suddenly turned downwards, and suddenly slammed down one foot, hitting the black and white cocoon hard.
With a few "crackling" sounds, the black and white cocoon broke apart, and the puppet threads frantically retreated back into Cen Xun's body. Cen Xun, whose awakening process was forcibly interrupted, fell to the ground, curled up into a ball, and gasped in pain.
The nightmare ruler banged a few more times, hitting Cen Xun's head hard. The severe pain brought back Cen Xun's scattered mind, allowing him to barely regain some clarity.
The blood-soaked fingers moved and clasped the ground tightly. Cen Xun gritted his teeth and endured the pain that ordinary people could hardly imagine. Blood mixed with sweat and tears slid down, and violent tremors spread throughout his body. Even so, he did not make any sound.
The intense pain slowly subsided after a long period of endurance. Cen Xun couldn't tell how long it had been. It seemed as long as a century before he supported himself on the ground and slowly sat up.
The nightmare ruler continued to hit his head. Cen Xun covered his painful forehead and closed his eyes helplessly, saying, "That's enough. I'm awake now."
What kind of prop did the principal use to wake him up? Did he actually have to knock him awake directly? That's too hardcore.
But the process is not important, what is important is that he achieved his goal.
He succeeded.
He obtained the identity of the principal and did not lose his mind. The old principal fulfilled the terms of the transaction, interrupted Cen Xun's complete awakening in time, and saved his sanity.
Cen Xun felt it and found that he was now in a semi-awakened state. Although he was still a human being for the time being, he was not far from death.
Cen Xun opened the system panel and took a look, and saw a line of blood words clearly.
[Awakening Progress 28%]
It was a close call, I almost died.
Cen Xun stood up dizzy. At this moment, the nightmare ruler hanging beside him suddenly issued a warning, reminding him that another wave of pollution was gathering towards him.
"pollute?"
It turned out that the mumblings he had just heard were a kind of pollution, and the reason why the monster fell into madness was because it was affected by the pollution.
The higher the level, the higher the pollution in the body. This is the truth why high-level monsters are more likely to fall into madness.
The blood formation under his feet emitted an extremely evil red light, which became brighter and more dazzling. This was the core area of the main altar. Whether it was energy or pollution, it would eventually gather here.
Cen Xun stared at the blood-red halo that was gathering around him, ready to face the contamination. He held his breath and stared, expecting to feel the same severe pain as before. However, he didn't expect that this time the blood-red halo would just pass through him lightly.
How could it be
His amber eyes widened slightly, and he still hadn't figured out what was going on this time. Many scattered fragments of memories suddenly appeared in his mind.
He stood in front of an iron cage, stared at the boy inside and licked his lips: "You look delicious."
The boy smiled without fear, holding his chin and tilting his head to look at him: "You look good too."
The boy looked up at him seriously. "If you must kill people, why not kill the bad guys? That way, fewer people will yell at you to kill them."
“I don’t do charity.”
"Go away, walk out of this door, and you will be my enemy from now on."
The young man brushed past him, and the white hair brushed against his cheek, leaving in an instant.
The indifferent young man stabbed the knife straight into his chest. He seemed not to feel the pain. He frowned and looked at the young man, as if he didn't understand his behavior.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have let you go. I should have locked you up in a cage for the rest of your life and made you sing only for me."
The blood-red halo moved away until it disappeared. Only then did Cen Xun come out of the fragments of memory and kneel on one knee on the ground.
After a while, he began to laugh softly, and his laughter gradually became crazy.
The first time kills the soul, the second time kills the heart.
The evil god is indeed the evil god.
As power in H University shifts, the entire city of H is still shrouded in darkness, and the dark clouds covering the entire city gather into a turbulent torrent.
At the moment when the hour hand, minute hand and second hand pointed to zero at the same time, countless fire meteors penetrated the clouds and fell towards the entire H city like rain.
In the midst of this grand meteor shower, Cen Xun walked alone to the highest clock tower of H University, quietly admiring this meteor shower full of destruction.
Cen Xun murmured, "What a wonderful meteor shower."
A meteor crashed down in the middle of the campus, and flames rose up. With the blazing sea of fire as the backdrop, Cen Xun raised his hand and took off the silver wedding ring on his ring finger.
Then he threw it into the sea of fire below without any regrets.
The nightmare ruler fell into his hands. Cen Xun raised the ruler and pointed it at the burning campus. The invisible force was stirred by such a simple action. The tremendous force pressed on the ruler and moved according to Cen Xun's will.
Then the flames dissipated, the ground reshaped, and the collapsed buildings were restored to their original state.
The new student Guiguai opened his eyes and stood up shakily.
He built his own nightmare university with his own hands.
The heat wave ruffled Cen Xun's black hair. The newly born Domain Lord looked down at his own strange domain from a high position, raised the corner of his lips, and whispered:
"Welcome to my nightmare university."
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