Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
The corridor of the hostel building was not too long or not too short. Ji Jie was dragged by the student council members into an unnumbered bedroom. Different from the other bedrooms, this one was very spacious. The walls and floor were bloodred. It was filled with beds, and each bed was separated with mosquito nets. Ji Jie went near the mosquito net and tried to glance in. Students in uniform lay on the beds. They were deeply asleep. Their skin loosened, and their faces were covered in wrinkles. Their skin was patchy with age spots. The whole room smelled like old people.
“Is this a student hostel or an old folk’s home?” Ji Jie shivered.
“They are the bricks of foundation that form this school. Without their contribution, the current school rules wouldn’t have existed.” The student council member with the badge shoved Ji Jie. “Move.”
“Bricks? Are the school rules made using these dying people?” Ji Jie noticed that every student had a thread made from shadows on their chests. The twisting threads all led to the same room.
“Is the ending of the threads the room where the school rules maker resides?” He was about to take another towards it when he was stopped by the council members.
“Listen to your orders!”
Ji Jie was coaxed and dragged deeper into the bedroom. He saw with his own eyes how the students lining outside were pushed onto the beds. The dying students on the bed would pull the thread out of their chests and plug it into the new student’s eyes. After that, the new students would end their state of sleepwalking and become new student council members.
“The student council members probably haven’t changed over the years. They have merely used this method to transfer their consciousness into different students and control their bodies!” Ji Jie was not dumb at all. He was merely a little bit lazy and liked to show off.
“President, the chaos at Building 6 tonight probably has to do with him.” A few student council members led Ji Jie deep into the bedroom. The beds here had been cleared away to form a simp
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