Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3875: Both Dead
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 356: Jianyou
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 447: You're At the Right Place
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1382- Morning Dew
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1381- Extra limbs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1042: Plaza
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 404 - Peeling Back A Corner Of The Mist, Only To Find Deeper Mysteries
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 65.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 704: From Your Hometown
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 446: I'll Go!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 403 - A Mythical Rank Weapon And Nonexistent Reality
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1380- Stake
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1041: Imperial Mausoleum
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1379- Guancheng Village Dark Lab
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 402 - Do You Want The Sha Family To Be Wiped Out
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 90: Hunting Job
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 703: Talking in a Jovial Manner After Killing Someone
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 445: What is outside Han Hai?
You Liang had discovered very early that he was different from the other big ghosts at the school. Including Yan Xizhi, the other big ghosts could only move within their resentment room and use their resentment to alter their surroundings. However, he could create a nightmare that was entirely his.
Whether one could fully recreate a nightmare from memory seemed to be the difference between the resentment rooms and haunted houses.
However, he didn’t expect that his nightmare would one day lose control. It had even caused him backlash. Shadow spread on his body and tore at his soul.
“Is it from that class again?” You Liang had a deep impression of Class 13. For so many years, there was only one person who managed to leave his nightmare smiling, and that person was from Class 13.
“I should yank them all out.” You Liang reached his left hand at the wall, but he discovered he couldn’t melt into his nightmare. As the nightmare owner, he was trapped.
“Am I their target?” You Liang ran out of the library. He saw that the thick blood mist had shrouded everything. Thin capillaries grew on the outer walls of every building like vines. First, there were the malicious doodles, and then there were the strange blood capillaries. You Liang felt like he was weakening rapidly.
“This is a trap!”
You Liang had an understanding of the situation at the school. Situ An’s rules tricked the students of Class 13 into the school. He wanted to use their connection with Gao Yun to find Gao Yun’s memory fragments scattered around the school and take control of the school; Gao Yun clearly understood the students better than Situ An. They were walking tragedies. Therefore, he planned to use Class 13 to pollute You Liang and take down the lab building in one fell swoop.
A layer of shadow covered his fair skin. You Liang couldn’t understand how the students did it.
“They look like a group of failed adults. None of them are happy. How could they affect the nightmare so greatly?”
The pedestrians who were formed with You Liang’s memory started to act out. They were no longer dull and numb. They started to yell in madness and pain. In the big picture, a person’s despair might be small, but the collapse of a whole society often started with a small despair.
“The presence of shadow and death is so heavy! Did the group of students come from reality or from hell? Has humanity become so crazy after my death?” You Liang hadn’t felt joy in a long time, and he felt even sadder. Before he understood anything, a giant sound came from his sanctuary, the math building.
An investigator in a black uniform rammed through the glass window and landed in the corridor. Auntie Busybody with four mouths looked angry. “Everyone says I’m beautiful. You keep calling me ugly!”
“Where is this auntie with four mouths from?” In You Liang’s memory, this unique middle-aged woman didn’t exist.
“Tear apart your teacher ID! Inform the chief! There are ghosts beyond the target in the nightmare. This is a Level 3 Anomaly!” The investigators worked with each other and started to follow the plan to contact Situ An’s rules outside the nightmare. When they tore off the teacher ID with Situ An’s picture, the buildings in the nightmare started to shake. A force was attacking You Liang’s nightmare from outside.
Not only Gao Yun but Situ An also had been targeting You Liang. The investigators that he sent into the social practical class had curses on them.
“Don’t you run!” Auntie Busybody jumped out of the window to chase after the investigators.
“Stop that ugly, mutated ghost! Buy time for the security member!” The investigators fought back without fear.
“Your mouths are so smelly! Did you eat shit?” Auntie Busybody was extremely angry. However, she didn’t kill. She grabbed one of the investigators and wanted to tear off his mouth.
“Auntie Busybody, back off!” Gao Ming rammed through the classroom door and rolled out with an investigator. He grabbed Auntie Busybody. “The security is here!”
The investigators who participated in the class were not simple. The two, who had not made a move, suddenly grabbed each other’s hand to reveal the bloodred band around their wrists after they observed Auntie Busybody and Gao Ming. The red band had lost most functions. It only retained the simplest function of communication. Those who needed the blood band to communicate wouldn’t be humans anyway.
“Run!” Gao Ming didn’t give them the chance to do anything. He pulled Auntie Busybody and ran. Gao Ming’s plan was simple. The scarier their power, the greater the exhaustion on their human bodies. He didn’t need to fight them head-on.
“I want to tear off their mouths.”
“There will be chances in the future. After I become the headquarters leader, I’ll have you tear off the mouths of these rumourmongers every day!” Gao Ming persuaded Auntie Busybody. “This nightmare city is the memory of a big ghost. Someone is probably more nervous than we are now.”
At that moment, Gao Ming saw You Liang. He didn’t say what he wanted to but instantly changed his tone, “Brother Liang, the school rules want to use your nightmare in their experiment! I finally understand it now. Your fate is to stay in your nightmare. Class 13 is the poison to combat fate and reality!”
You Liang’s expression was complicated. He couldn’t tell if the others were poison or not, but Gao Ming definitely was. You Liang had met Gao Ming twice. Both times, horrible things happened. Last time, Gao Ming and Xia Yang doodled all over his nightmare. If not for giving Yan Xizhi face, he would have exploded. This time, things were even worse.
“Brother Liang, you have to send the students out of the nightmare. We’re a source of pollution from the shadow world! We’re instruments used by the shadow world to fight the real world!” Gao Ming spoke quickly. You Liang also wanted to kick the students out, but even he couldn’t leave the nightmare.
You Liang’s memories were contaminated. The school rules and Situ An had been planning this for a long time.
Those who followed the rules would have a hard time dealing with cheaters. You Liang sighed. “Can you guess why I haven’t tossed you out?”
“Because you trust me?”
“I see the optimism I’ve lost in you.” You Liang’s pure soul had been polluted, but he was not helpless. “Bring me to your classmates. I need you to pay a price.”
“What price?”
“I don’t know if your polluted memory will recover after I kill you, but don’t worry, I will not kill the innocent.” You Liang said calmly. “I will kill until I can regain control of the nightmare. Therefore, you better come up with a death order.”
Car accidents, screams, sirens, and cries came from the street outside the school. Chaos was intensifying. The malice in You Liang’s memory had found an even match this time.
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