Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Su Juzi also alighted from the car, extending a hand.

Su Ximu turned his head, feeling his second brother gently smooth his wind-ttousled hair. He tilted his head slightly, standing still and quiet.

Beside them, Su Jianglou cast a glance at Xiao Xi, then fixed his displeased gaze on the distant helicopter.

How dare that contraption fly over Xiao Xi’s head?

Had he not feared startling Xiao Xi with a sudden move, he would have made that helicopter explode on the spot.

But it wasn't too late.

With a thought, Su Jianglou placed one hand behind his back, his fingertips twitching as tendrils of black mist coiled around them. The mist appeared innocuous but exuded an intensely dangerous aura.

Su Xuanxiao stood nearby, offering only a fleeting glance without comment.

On the helipad,

The helicopter door slowly opened, and a pair of gleaming red leather shoes touched the tarmac. As the gaze ascended, a man with wild hair and sunglasses stood, savoring the sight of the surging "crowd."

He spread his arms and inhaled deeply: "This is the feeling."

This feeling of being adored by all, the very center of the world.

Behind the man in sunglasses, another, seemingly more composed and refined man, stepped forward to stand beside him.

The second man to exit the helicopter wore gold-rimmed glasses. His demeanor suggested a lesser version of Su Xuanxiao, with a hint of the "cultured scoundrel."

The cultured scoundrel, whom the man in sunglasses called David, shrugged: "I don’t know, don’t ask me."

The man in sunglasses didn’t seem to expect any useful advice from Xi Wei. He began counting on his fingers, primarily recalling the mischief they'd gotten into at previous schools.

Among the five major districts of the Supernatural World, excluding Tan Zhong, the other four maintained relatively frequent contact, occasionally engaging in exchange activities.

For instance, gathering "promising young talents" from the four districts for social events, attending school together, and so forth.

Before arriving in Tan Zhong City, the man in sunglasses, along with Xi Wei and their small supernatural group, had already attended nearly all the renowned universities across the four districts. On average, they spent two to three years at each institution.

This year marked their second year at Tan Zhong University.

Following tradition, they had initially planned to recruit a new member from this burgeoning fifth district.

However, upon their arrival in Tan Zhong City, they realized this newly established fifth district was somewhat… different.

It possessed a rather unique character.

They didn't even have a district leader here!

In the fifth district, the Su Financial Group, as they understood it, was the undisputed hegemon. Yet, the supernatural entity behind the Su Financial Group seemed solely interested in business and profit.

Should any supernatural being obstruct his path in commerce or hinder his expansion, the Su Financial Group's supernatural entity would act with absolute ruthlessness.

Beyond that, however, he appeared indifferent to other matters within the five cities of Tan Zhong.

The Su Financial Group was considered the hegemon of the fifth district because its influence extended not only throughout the five cities of Tan Zhong but also into the other four districts.

Most supernatural beings possessed strong territorial instincts. Two years prior, due to this, the district leader of what was geographically the Eastern District intervened and destroyed a branch of the Su Financial Group, which consequently drew the attention of the group's boss.

That day, the Eastern District was a scene of powerful entities clashing, with lesser supernatural beings bearing the brunt.

After the devastation, the Su Financial Group's branch was rebuilt atop the ruins.

Given the strength of the Su Financial Group, Wu Jie, Xi Wei, Wuchang 04, and Luan Ma—the four supernatural beings—had planned to recruit "Su Ximu" into their small group after successfully enrolling at Tan Zhong University.

Unexpectedly, Su Ximu turned out to be averse to schooling. From last year until now, aside from having his name registered at the university, his actual presence had never been seen.

Wu Jie counted on his fingers, musing that as they grew bored of their time in Tan Zhong, they still hadn’t met the registered student Su Ximu, which genuinely piqued his curiosity.

But for now, the most pressing matter was devising how to entertain themselves in the upcoming semester.

"How about a Death Invitation?"

"Anyone who receives the invitation can be killed by all the students in the school."

"After killing them, take a photo and upload it to the school forum. Let our dear classmates rate it. Those with high scores will receive a small gift from us~"

Xi Wei rolled his eyes: "Didn’t you just copy this from those players?"

Even their nickname "F4," which only started being used at Tan Zhong University, seemed to have been borrowed by Wu Jie from TV dramas and novels of the Aqua Blue World.

The man in sunglasses, Wu Jie, frowned disapprovingly: "How could it be the same?"

They used sticky notes; he was sending out invitations!

So tactless, making him sound like a knockoff.

Having said that, he ignored Xi Wei, who always found fault with him, and pointed at the students who had rushed over: "The first recipient of the invitation... let’s pick from this group."

With that, he began selecting randomly.

His finger swept casually, swaying back and forth a few times before finally settling on a short boy in the middle of the "crowd."

Wu Jie’s lips curled into a sharp, predatory smile: "You, it’s you."

The pointed boy panicked, utterly bewildered by what was happening.

Ignoring him, Wu Jie took out his phone and called his other two companions, informing them of his new game and explaining the rules to all the students who had gathered nearby.

Invitation

Game

Photo

Finally understanding, the thin boy trembled in terror and tried to flee.

But the students, infected by Wu Jie’s excitement, pushed him back into place.

"Hey? I have a pair of scissors here."

"Scissors? Where did you get them?"

"Since it’s new student enrollment, I was cutting something and brought them along."

"Alright, lend them to me later."

In the crush, the skinny boy’s human skin was torn off.

A trembling rabbit with red eyes huddled into a ball.

Xi Wei, however, wasn't entirely pleased with the spectacle.

The space here was too confined—the designated student was caught too easily, which made it rather uninteresting.

Moreover, Wu Jie had merely pointed randomly, lacking any sense of ceremony.

His eyes glinted as he was about to criticize Wu Jie again, but in the next instant, his entire supernatural sixth sense screamed a powerful warning, as if every pore on his body was shrieking "danger!"

Xi Wei quickly scanned the area but couldn’t pinpoint the source of the intense sense of danger.

Unable to locate the threat, he didn't even try to warn Wu Jie and instinctively moved to leave on his own.

However, everything happened too quickly. Before he could truly move away, there was a loud *boom!*

The helicopter parked behind suddenly exploded.

In the distance,

Su Ximu, who had already been searching for the art department classroom, was drawn by the loud boom and immediately looked toward the direction of the explosion.

"The helicopter exploded!" the boy exclaimed, shocked.

Su Jianglou, however, remained unfazed and reassured him, "It’s fine, just a helicopter explosion. Don’t worry, Xiao Xi, an explosion like this won’t really harm supernatural beings. At most, it’ll sting a bit."

"Perhaps your classmate who was flying the helicopter just thought it’d be fun and blew it up on a whim."

On a whim?

Su Ximu couldn’t help but widen his eyes, feeling that the use of the word in this context was strangely unfamiliar.

***

As the day went on, aside from the initial helicopter explosion, Su Ximu’s enrollment process proceeded relatively smoothly.

He wasn't boarding at school. After collecting his textbooks, he returned home with his brothers.

On the way, he unwrapped the enrollment gift Grandpa Niu had given him—a complete set of painting tools.

In the evening, everyone had dinner together at Grandpa Niu’s house.

It was the first day of school, and as usual, the entire family, except for Grandpa Niu, saw the child off to school.

This time, however, Su Ximu didn’t let his eldest, second, or third brothers go into the school with him.

Unless it was the first day of school, even kindergarteners wouldn't have their parents sit in on classes.

Su Juzi straightened the boy’s collar and reminded him, "Come out as soon as class is over. Second Brother will be waiting here for you."

"Okay, but don’t forget I get out early this afternoon."

Su Juzi smiled slightly. "I won’t forget."

He hadn’t even planned to go home anyway.

It didn't matter where he waited.

After speaking with his second brother, he listened as his third brother also reminded him, "Xiao Xi, make sure you have your phone with you. If anything happens, call Third Brother. By the way, do you still remember how to use the telepathic communication I taught you last time?"

Su Ximu nodded, tapped his temple with his finger, closed his eyes, and in the next moment, his voice sounded in Su Jianglou’s mind: "Third Brother, I remember."

Su Jianglou felt somewhat relieved.

Finally, Su Xuanxiao had the final word. To his younger brother, who was about to step into the school, he said, "Xiao Xi, academic performance isn’t important. Just focus on being happy."

Hmm...

Well, Su Ximu didn’t have much confidence in his grades anyway.

He had only attended tutoring classes for a short time and was now being thrown in at the deep end.

Still, he had to put in the effort. He nodded solemnly to his eldest brother and said, "Yes! Eldest Brother, I’ll study hard and have fun doing it."

With that, he slung his tool kit over his shoulder, waved to his brothers, turned around, and walked into the school.

Inside the school, the atmosphere on this official first day was slightly quieter than on the previous enrollment day.

The helicopter explosion had been too powerful. As Su Ximu walked, he overheard classmates talking about how many students were still in the hospital.

Even two of the F4 young masters hadn’t been spared.

Since he had already seen the classroom during the enrollment day, Su Ximu had no trouble finding his way to Classroom 6 as indicated in the notice.

As Su Ximu made his way to the classroom,

on the other side, Classroom 6 had two small groups of students.

One group looked normal, chatting and talking with those around them from time to time.

The other group, however, was far from calm.

They wore anxious expressions, fidgeting uneasily, their eyes filled with fear of their surroundings.

It was as if some terrifying monster lurked in the classroom, ready to tear them apart at any moment.

Tao Xi still couldn’t wrap his head around it. He had just gone to the arcade to play a couple of games to relax after school break—how did he suddenly end up here?

He had been here for two days now. During that time, he had managed to find others in the same situation, and they had banded together for support.

Over the past two days, through cautious and careful observation, they had gained a vague understanding of this strange place.

This was definitely not their original world.

Not only that, but this bizarre school and its students gave Tao Xi an eerily familiar feeling.

It felt as familiar as the cliché idol dramas or campus novels he had read in his previous world.

This world even had its own version of F4!

Yes, that famous campus prince group!

And there was also bullying!

But unlike the TV shows or novels he had seen, the bullying in this world could actually get people killed.

It wasn't an accidental death *during* the "game."

Rather, it was in itself a death game.

This sense of déjà vu made the whole school seem draped in a veil of dark, terrifying absurdity to Tao Xi.

As he lay slumped on the desk, he couldn't help but find a bit of grim amusement in wondering: in this horror-version idol drama or campus novel, could there be a female lead? Or maybe even a male lead.

If there were, given the protagonist's standard traits—a fierce hatred for evil, enduring hardships, and daring to challenge malevolent forces—how many lives would she need to romance the horror-movie version of the F4?

Just as he was lost in thought, faint footsteps echoed from outside the classroom.

Tao Xi raised his head, still looking utterly dejected, momentarily captivated by the youth's striking looks as he entered the classroom, but soon slumped back down.

His clothes and the look on his face marked him as likely a local student of this terrifying school.

At that moment, a girl sitting in the front row stepped forward and asked proactively, "Another transfer student?"

Su Ximu thought it over. "I suppose... you could say that," he replied.

Well... it's possible. Or maybe not.

He himself counted as a transfer student.

But his student registration status for attending school did not.

?!

A native transfer student?

In the corner of the classroom, several dejected players suddenly straightened up and turned their gaze toward the classroom entrance.

The top-tier group of four campus princes.

A newly arrived transfer student.

An NPC who initiated conversation.

Their DNA was stirring!