Chapter 6 Paperwork

Chapter 6 Paperwork

Shang Nan stood there and waited. Not long after, the faces of everyone around him changed back to those at the beginning, and their expressions were exactly the same as before.

It's also possible that Shang Nan didn't look closely at their expressions before.

Their expressions were dull, stiff, stereotyped, and uniform. Their faces were flat, their steps were unnatural, and the backs of their heads were flat and shriveled, as if they had been crushed by some force.

When the boys bumped into each other again, Shonan grabbed the other's wrist. The other boy didn't struggle and still looked at Shonan with a playful expression.

"Is something wrong?" It looked at Shan Nan blankly.

Dark eyes, long charcoal-black eyebrows flying sideways to the temples, bright red lips, and exaggerated corners of the mouth stretched to the edge of the cheeks.

Shang Nan looked down at the wrist in his hand. It felt hard and the tentacles were cold. He took a breath and quickly let go. He hurriedly took a few steps back, and his lower back hit the balcony.

But he couldn't bear to feel the pain and held on to the balcony.

He looked up at the classroom in front of him, with snow-white walls, dazzling lights, students and teachers staying in the classroom, and male and female classmates walking in the corridor. They had the same pale and strange faces, and the same dull expressions.

The cheerful music that followed the bell turned into a slow and low-pitched nursery rhyme. The broadcast occasionally jammed, mixed with the sound of electricity from time to time.

——Looking and searching... looking for friends, finding a... good friend...

There was an echo in the corridor, and the drawn-out tune was not like a nursery rhyme at all, but more like a repeatedly sung lament.

Out-of-time scenes, out-of-time music, out-of-time characters, combined together, look like an absurd and bleak dream.

The faces walking in the corridor were in a hurry, as if they were here to see someone off. This teaching building was a luxurious spiritual house, with lights on and mourning music playing.The people walking in the corridors and stopping in the classrooms are attendants and servants.

Shang Nan looked around. He was in the teaching building, but he was not in the teaching building either. To be precise, he seemed to be at a grand ceremony.

[14: It’s a fantasy, it wants you to see something.]

[14:There is no danger around.]

[14: But it doesn’t mean that you can walk out intact without doing anything. It must have its own motive for creating this thing, but we don’t know what the motive is specifically, so there is a certain possibility that we will beForever trapped in the spirit house created by this environment.]

"Us?" Shan Nan hesitated.

[14: Yes, it’s us. This ritual was created to trap you. It does not exist objectively somewhere in this world. I live in your consciousness. If you are trapped, I will naturally do the same.can not go out.]

[14: Nan Nan, help... Na~]

Shang Nan breathed out, tightened his coat, and watched the "students" all heading in the same direction. After thinking for a while, he said, "Follow me and have a look."

"Maybe, can you follow me?" Shang Nan put his fingers on the balcony and slid all the way over.

14 As a system, it cannot interfere with the host's choice or hinder the host's choice. In fact, it has no ability to intervene or hinder.

14 All the information obtained requires the support of the host. The host's mission process in the world is also the process of obtaining the world's plot.

Even if the host is rushing to die at this moment.

But the problem now is that it is trapped in this illusion with its host.

This is not the first time that 14 has been a system, but it is the first time that the task object is a non-human being. When this task was drawn, colleagues expressed sympathy for it and said that if it cannot return, they will divide its account.points in.

It has taken over the popular scum-abuse system before. Not every host can successfully escape from every world. The mission targets of the scum-abuse system are full of charisma. Most hosts give up the task during the mission and let themselves sink, even ifHe knew that his fall would cause him to die immediately in his original world, and he did not hesitate.

People's hearts are unpredictable, this is a point that the mastermind repeatedly mentions at every annual meeting.

But why is the heart of monsters more unpredictable than humans?

14 After pulling out Yu Zhibai’s information, there was no sign of the opponent’s blackening value increasing. So, why?

Nursery rhymes have been humming in Shan Nan’s ears, melodious and graceful.

If it were a normal melody and rhythm, it might be able to alleviate Shannan's fear to a certain extent, but the slow and sharp voice would only intensify people's inner fear at night.

Along the corridor, Shannan found that there were fewer and fewer "people" around him. From crowded to empty, the echoes of singing gradually disappeared. The surroundings were quiet. A boy appeared around the corner with his back to Shannan.

Wearing a white T-shirt and a slim figure, he turned back to look at Shan Nan. Different from the stiff and dull faces before, the person in front of him was... Yu Zhibai from junior high school.

Shang Nan was frightened uncontrollably. He couldn't help but take a step back, and he stumbled on the stairs. Fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands to grab the iron fence under the handrail, but he still hurt himself from the fall.

Shang Nan looked at Yu Zhibai in front of him uncertainly.

Yu Zhibai smiled sheepishly at Shannan and mouthed "hello".

The fair boy is handsome and shy, like a white gull resting on the shore.

Several boys came up from the corner, carrying steel pipes as long as their arms. Before Shannan could see who it was, the steel pipes swung up and hit Yu Zhibai's arms. In response, Yu Zhibai's body wasSwinging him down violently, he covered his injured left arm with his right hand, raised his eyes, and his gaze passed through the people in front of him and fell on Shan Nan's face.

Shannan struggled to stand up while holding on to the handrail of the stairs. His waist would have been bruised as he hit the steps.

"He had all the books shredded."

"He had his arm broken."

14 told him what Yu Zhibai had experienced, even though he was a paper man, even though he couldn't feel the pain of breaking his arm, being bullied was an objective act.

The steel pipe kept swinging up and hitting Yu Zhibai's left arm.

The sound when it falls on the body is not like the sound of falling on human flesh, but more like the sound of hitting some kind of hollow object, which is very brittle and loud.

"boom!"

"boom!"

It was Lu Yang who did the work. Lu Yang's facial features were carefully made, his eyes were different sizes, his nostrils were dilated like a buffalo, and the corners of his mouth were split, revealing a scarlet mouth.

Shang Nan saw Lu Yang's face clearly, and his hair stood on end.

Yu Zhibai kept looking at Shannan, calm and gentle.

Shang Nan calmed down and without hesitation, rushed down the stairs in a few steps, grabbed Lu Yang's collar and dragged him back. The weight in his hand was unexpectedly light. Shang Nan threw it lightly, and Lu Yang flew out., rolled down the stairs stiffly.

Shang Nan looked at his hands and slowly looked downstairs. He saw Lu Yang facing the ground, motionless and cold all over.

that's all?

Before Shang Nan came back to his senses, Lu Yang, who had stopped moving, slowly got up again. He was holding a knife in his hand, and the blade reflected cold light.

He turned around, holding Yu Zhibai's head in his hand, the blade pressed against Yu Zhibai's scalp, from front to back, from back to front, Yu Zhibai dug his fingers into Lu Yang's wrist, raised his head, and stared at the steps.Enjoy the south.

Shang Nan didn't know what was going on. His back was soaked with sweat and he felt chilly.

He didn't know if this was a prank by the monster or he was hallucinating in this world. Under Yu Zhibai's gaze, he was confused.

There was only a short gap, and Yu Zhibai suddenly groaned, and the blade changed color, turning red after being burned by the high temperature - Lu Yang pressed the red-hot blade against Yu Zhibai's left side.White smoke rose from his face, Yu Zhibai's legs bounced painfully on the ground, and the smell of burnt flesh appeared in Shannan's breath.

Shannan was completely stunned.

It's so real that it doesn't look like a fantasy at all.

[14: It is letting you see, letting you see what it has experienced, which is what I told you at the beginning.]

Lu Yang and the others left in a majestic manner, their footsteps chaotic and loud. None of them saw Shan Nan, only Yu Zhibai kept watching Shan Nan calmly.

Nursery rhymes rang in the ears on the radio again, and the number of people in the corridor slowly increased, but Yu Zhibai, who was huddled in the corner, seemed invisible to everyone. No one saw him, and no one cared for him.Stop.

Across the chaotic footsteps, Yu Zhibai looked at Shannan sadly, "Can you hug me?"

Shang Nan stood at the corner. There was no bright light where Yu Zhibai was, and the wind was blowing. His hair was shaved, his left arm hung weakly by his side, his face was crossed with bruises, and the left side of his face was burned into pieces.In the blurry mass of bright red, the word "□□" can be vaguely seen branded on it.Taking up less than half of Yu Zhibai's face.

"Hug me." It covered its face and cried sadly.

"Classmate Shang Nan, please give me a hug."

Sweat filled the palms of Shang Nan's hands. He gritted his teeth and was about to step out when a flash of white flashed in front of his eyes. He looked towards the white light and saw a white butterfly the size of his palm, flying in front of Shang Nan's eyes.

A gust of cool wind came, and the strange nursery rhymes in the ears disappeared, the stiff faces disappeared, and even the scarred Yu Zhibai from junior high school and the dim and chaotic corridor disappeared together.

Shan Nan looked at the endless night in front of him. There were several trees in the playground that did not turn yellow even in winter, their leaves were flying, and the lights on the rooftop of the teaching building opposite were bright and dazzling.

Shang Nan lowered his head, his heartbeat and breathing suddenly stopped. Where was he in the corridor of some teaching building? He was... on the rooftop of their teaching building.

After seeing the surrounding scenery clearly, Shang Nan immediately moved away from the danger area.

School has come to an end, and occasionally a few students come out of the teaching building.

The banner in the teaching building opposite was slightly fluttered by the night wind, but the white fonts on the banner could still be clearly seen - Happy 88th anniversary of the school, and a new chapter in its development.

On the runway at the entrance of the teaching building, Yu Zhibai was wearing a black down jacket. He raised his head and looked at Shan Nan from a distance. His eyes were dark and his face was as white as paper. He showed a sincere and gentle smile to Shan Nan.

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