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The soft sound of zippers being pulled open rang beside Lu Yibei's ear. She abruptly turned her head to look, only to see that the boxes had already opened.
Inside the boxes, messy limbs were placed, looking like puppets whose joints had been disassembled. Every part was stained with dark red blood.
A faint light shone from somewhere, casting down on the strange black wheeled suitcases. An arm wrapped in a blood-soaked jersey hung limply down the edge of a box, trailing on the ground.
Even if Lu Yibei was just a seasoned fake fan, she recognized that jersey as Brazil's winter jersey.
Less than an hour ago, she had personally seen this jersey worn by the boy called Brazil War God.
"Thump—!"
The boxes in the classroom all vibrated together, their black leather shells hitting the ground with a dull thud.
"..."
After a brief silence, the boxes suddenly began to shake violently, as if fierce beasts were struggling within. The muffled thuds were incessant.
"Thump—Thump—!"
Inside the boxes, messy limbs were stuck together by unsettling dark red viscous substances, writhing, struggling, and growing, eagerly reaching out from the boxes.
Within a few breaths, seventeen or eighteen arms extended from the boxes. A twisted, deformed face slowly emerged from the cluster of arms, stiffly turning its neck towards the window. Its hollow eye sockets seemed to gaze at the figures of the two people outside the classroom.
Following closely, those arms supported the bodies carried by the boxes, crawling slowly like spiders. They looked somewhat comical, yet also exuded an unsettling aura.
The scraping sound of fingernails on the ground continuously echoed in her ears. The urban legend crawling out of the boxes approached faster and faster, and the burning sensation in Lu Yibei's eyes grew stronger.
She endured the pain in her eyes and the unease in her heart, looked at Du Sixian beside her, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you leaving or not?"
If you're not going, I am!
I can't possibly risk my life just to freeload off your stuff, can I? Lu Yibei thought.
"Huh?" Suddenly hearing Lu Yibei's question, Du Sixian was startled for a moment. She turned her head to look at her companions in the classroom, her brows tightly furrowed.
They smiled and waved at her, whispering something she couldn't quite hear. But she could feel their kindness and welcome, as if they were greeting an old friend returning from afar.
Am I really that close to them?
Du Sixian thought, looking solemnly at Lu Yibei, "Expert, they are really already..."
Lu Yibei glanced at the strange figures that were almost at the classroom door and said impatiently, "They're gone, not even Jesus could save them."
"Then... even You can't deal with them?" Du Sixian pressed.
"I..."
Lu Yibei opened her mouth and replied half-truthfully, "It's difficult. With You here, I can't go all out. If I have to ensure Your safety, I'm afraid it will be hard for me to get out unscathed."
That being said, I wasn't lying, but even if I went all out and disregarded Your safety, I might not be able to get out unscathed. Lu Yibei thought.
Half-truths are always so easy to believe.
Hearing Lu Yibei's reply, a warmth suddenly rose in Du Sixian's heart, and her gaze towards her held a few more unusual sparkles.
I didn't expect her to still be considering my safety at a time like this?
Driven by the warmth in her heart, she nodded and said seriously, "Okay, Expert, I believe You. Let's go!"
As she spoke, she turned her head again to look in the direction of the classroom, only to see that Pharaoh and the others had already reached the doorway, smiling and calling out to her softly.
"Where are You going?"
"Didn't we agree to come together and leave together?"
"Stay? Why don't You all stay?"
...
Du Sixian gazed at her companions, her eyes gradually losing focus. Her consciousness sank, and she numbly took steps, moving closer to them little by little.
Lu Yibei noticed Du Sixian's abnormality and couldn't help but furrow her brows.
She didn't know what kind of scene Du Sixian was seeing, but the scene she was seeing definitely didn't make her feel even a shred of warmth.
Viscous black liquid slowly gushed out from the boxes, emitting a foul smell. It rolled like it was boiling, making sticky sounds.
In the darkness, pairs of blood-red eyes slowly lit up. Bodies made of deformed bones and limbs writhed, imitating human voices. Between the words, there was an inexplicable allure that made people uncontrollably want to approach.
But...
Lu Yibei was not human, so she could control herself.
She stood in place, frowning as she glanced at Du Sixian.
She must be seeing these things disguised as humans, right?
Just imagine, a group of urban legend disguised as Your friends, tempting You to stay in a strange abandoned school. Doesn't that feel a bit creepy?
Lu Yibei glanced at Du Sixian again. She was already very close to the urban legend, so close that they could take her life at any moment.
But the urban legend didn't attack her. Instead, they opened their countless arms, shouting excitedly, as if welcoming her return.
"Hey! Du Sixian! Du Sixian!" Lu Yibei called out anxiously twice, but Du Sixian had no reaction.
Damn it, what should I do now? If I go up and forcibly drag her away now, I might provoke the urban legend and draw fierce attacks.
Maybe I should just leave her and run away myself. I can't possibly risk my life just to freeload off her stuff, can I?
But isn't it a bit inhumane to stand by and # Nоvеlight # watch someone die?
As Lu Yibei was thinking, a class bell interrupted her thoughts.
"Ding—!"
The old, rusty electric bell was struck by the hammer, emitting a hoarse roar. The sleeping abandoned school was suddenly awakened. After the bell rang, the corridor instantly became lively.
Figures staggered from upstairs and downstairs, crowding the corridor, whispering, chasing and playing, and occasionally laughing, just like a lively break between classes.
If...
If, those "students" in the corridor weren't puppets wrapped in greyish-white soft skin with strange smiley faces drawn on them, or tall, pale, thin paper figures...
After attending school for over ten years, Lu Yibei had never hated the end-of-class bell as much as she did now.
Surrounded by so many urban legend, her limbs felt numb, her body was hot, and the emotions of fear and the urge to hunt constantly fought in her mind.
What does this mean? A bunch of urban legend are having class here? Are the urban legend this generation so fond of studying?
Should I decisively charge in and kill everything? With so many urban legend, charging in would definitely be a death wish!
What should I do now? In this ghost place, the magic conch probably isn't in the service area, right?
Thoughts appeared one after another in her mind. Soon, Lu Yibei discovered a strange thing.
The urban legend crowded in the corridor seemed to have regarded her as one of them, showing no signs of initiating an attack.
"..."
Lu Yibei pondered for two seconds. Suddenly, a bold idea arose in her heart.
They are acting like I don't exist. Does this mean I can pretend nothing is happening and sneak out?
I wonder if taking Du Sixian with me will alert them?
As Lu Yibei was thinking, Du Sixian's weak cry for help suddenly reached her ears.
"Expert, save..."
...
At the moment the end-of-class bell rang, Du Sixian suddenly woke up from the state of being bewitched by the urban legend.
When she saw that she was already standing in front of Pharaoh and the other three, she couldn't help but be startled.
Before being controlled by the words containing strange power, she had already planned to leave with Lu Yibei.
Pharaoh and the others were just online friends. In contrast, Lu Yibei had saved her life, so she trusted Lu Yibei and didn't want to hold her back.
But...
How did it suddenly become like this?
Du Sixian turned back with a look of shame towards Lu Yibei, but her pupils contracted violently.
Her gaze passed through Lu Yibei's small figure, only to see the dimly lit corridor crowded with young men and women of various appearances and builds, filled with laughter and chatter, destroying fond memories of class breaks.
Shihekou Middle School had been sealed off for a long time. It was impossible for there to be any students left in the school, especially at midnight.
Without a doubt, those students were not human at all!
Looking at those students, Du Sixian's body instantly shuddered as if shocked by electricity. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she couldn't help but call out to Lu Yibei for help.
"Expert, save..."
Before Du Sixian could finish speaking, the electric bell rang once again.
"Ding—!"
Listening to the hoarse, sandy bell sound, Lu Yibei shrugged expressionlessly. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
Thinking back, the time between classes always flew by. This is a theorem like a Strange Tale... Bullshit!
That little while just now was definitely not ten minutes, not even one minute... two minutes at most!
Whose class break is only this short?
Isn't this clearly messing with people's minds?
Lu Yibei was complaining inwardly. Just then, a shadow fell in front of her, and a muffled, booming voice sounded in her ear.
"Student, it's time for class."
"..."
Feeling the strong stench assault her from behind, a drop of cold sweat trickled down Lu Yibei's temple, then instantly evaporated. Turning her head back, she saw that she was surrounded by puppets with grotesque faces.
If I say "I'm not attending class" right now, will I be attacked by this group of "study-loving" urban legend?
Fortunately, I didn't sneak away just now. Otherwise, in one or two minutes, I wouldn't have had time to leave this teaching building before the class bell rang, and I would definitely have been stopped then.
Her throat twitched slightly. She calmed herself down and said expressionlessly, "That's right, it's time for class. I love studying. Studying makes me happy! Yeah!"
Du Sixian, "???" Has the Expert been affected? Why do I feel like she's a bit abnormal?
Lu Yibei gave the bewildered Du Sixian a look, then walked forward, pulled her, and slipped into the classroom at the end of the corridor.
Seeing Lu Yibei and Du Sixian obediently walk into the classroom, the puppets behind them also dispersed, entering different classrooms. Soon, a spine-chilling sound of reading echoed in the empty corridor.
"Clang—!" The classroom door closed with a sound. Only the urban legend, the four figures including Pharaoh, were left in the classroom.
Lu Yibei pulled Du Sixian and found a gap among the dense limbs where they could sit down. She quietly observed the situation in the classroom.
"Squish—Squish—!"
Accompanied by the soft sound of flesh writhing, the severed arms suddenly scattered from the boxes onto the floor and began to move. They moved desks and chairs, arranging them into a circle, and then lit the extinguished candles in the four corners one by one.
Seeing the classroom's arrangement gradually returning to how it was during the Disc Spirit game, Du Sixian became increasingly uneasy. She whispered to Lu Yibei, "Expert, it seems they are going to play the Disc Spirit game."
"Mhm, don't be afraid. I have my plans." Lu Yibei replied expressionlessly. Her plan was not to be reckless, but to observe calmly and look for opportunities. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
Du Sixian watched Lu Yibei, "..." How can the Expert be so calm? Has she already thought of a way to resolve the current situation?
A few minutes later, the severed arms wandering in the classroom restored the classroom's arrangement to how it was during the Disc Spirit game and quickly put them back into the boxes.
Following closely, the Strange Tale with a Pharaoh's head somehow retrieved a white porcelain plate, placed it in the center of the room, then stood upright and imitated human speech.
"Students, today's class is the Disc Spirit game!"
