Why is my journey to the world of anime a strange tale of rules?

The broadcast has ended.

Gao Hai struggled to move on his own, but was stuck in place and unable to move.

The machete's priority... was indeed above the principal's, but it really hurt. Even though his mind wanted to stop moving, his body wouldn't listen and kept moving, tearing the wound that pierced his shoulder even bigger.

The restaurant was empty; under the lights, there was nothing there except for rows of tables and chairs.

And Alice, who was standing at the door watching Gao Hai from afar.

It didn't come closer, didn't speak, didn't make any move, it just stared at Gao Hai.

This thing... something seems off?

Despite his deteriorating condition, Gao Hai continued to ponder the problem and observe the strange creature whose state was amiss.

The previous Alice was less of a weirdo and more of a madwoman with weird powers, but now, her thinking ability seems to have degenerated, and she has become more of a pure weirdo, as if her own emotions and feelings have completely disappeared.

Was it because my words forced her to take the action of "protecting her friend," but her logic required her to "kill her friend"? What impact did these two completely opposite instructions have on this thing's thinking, causing it to become like this?

Gao Hai couldn't figure out the specific reason.

In fact, he was not able to think for very long; the sense of separation between body and mind forced him to focus more on how to maintain self-awareness.

He began to feel himself drifting further and further away from the world, feeling himself falling uncontrollably into a dark abyss, as if more and more hands were pulling at his thoughts, making it impossible for him to escape.

I can't sleep...

Gao Hai said to himself in his heart.

No matter what... I absolutely mustn't fall asleep...

He repeatedly emphasized this to himself, forcing himself to remain conscious for twenty minutes until darkness returned and the Elephant Principal's control over his body disappeared. Only then did he struggle to catch his breath, reach out and grab the hilt of the machete, forcibly pulling it off his shoulder.

Alice did not approach him, but watched him from a distance.

Gao Hai struggled to walk towards the crack in the wall he had smashed into, and as soon as he stepped out, he was caught by the patrolling lamp woman. Before Gao Hai could react, the thing's headlamp inexplicably turned into a gaping maw and snapped down, almost tearing Gao Hai's head off with a snap.

Click!

The blade fell, severing the creature's head, then cutting open its body, dismembering the twisted monster.

With half his face almost bitten off and one side of his skull collapsed, Gao Hai swayed precariously. He took out a medicine bottle and swallowed three more pills before his injuries began to heal.

It seems the more medicine I take, the less effective it becomes. Is it because the strangeness associated with the object of my obsession is being suppressed, causing the object itself to gradually lose its effectiveness? Indeed, good and bad things always seem to happen together.

Gao Hai continued forward.

Then they were blocked by groups of students.

This time they attacked from both sides, leaving Gao Hai nowhere to hide. He could only use Hedar's blessing to lessen the wounds from the strange power, and then force his way through with his machete.

"Huh...huh..."

Gao Hai stumbled through the blood and limbs scattered on the ground, then collapsed to the ground before getting back up.

The bloodstained machete had become fused to his hand and could not be removed.

He just saw something.

As they cut open those students, they seemed to vaguely see some images. They saw students scattering and fleeing, a blood-red machete being wielded, and the agonizing gasps of the dying.

This knife is a special object of obsession with the strange and mysterious people within Fujika Middle School.

My process of dismembering the bizarre creatures in this instance with this knife is actually a repetition of the carnage from years ago. So the more I cut, the closer this thing becomes to me, eventually consuming me completely. I initially thought its side effect was just a bloodlust, but was that merely an appetizer?

Gao Hai stood up again, then collapsed.

Only then did he notice that one of his legs was gone, severed from the middle of his thigh, leaving only a bloody wound.

Oh, right, I was just touched by a student.

That student's class was tricked by the best students; everyone had their legs cut off and was forced to crawl on the ground in a race, eventually dying from blood loss. I wasn't completely touched, just brushed, so I lost a leg.

The skin on my back had been peeled off, and it was burning hot; my chest was burned black, but I couldn't feel the pain there anymore; one ear had its eardrum pierced by a bamboo skewer, and worms had crawled into the ear canal—to be honest, this was mainly itchy. In addition, several teeth had been pulled out, several cuts had been made on my stomach and then stapled shut, and all the fingernails on each finger had been pulled out, and so on.

These are all things that the dead students once encountered. They are the weakest in the school, but after Gao Hai was touched by them, he was still affected by how these things died, and then suffered severe injuries.

finally reached.

Gao Hai crawled on the ground for quite a distance before finally arriving at the passageway between the second-floor corridor and the dormitory building.

"2...2..."

He seemed to hear a familiar sound in the distance, but he didn't have the energy to care about it now.

open the door.

Under the dark sky, the road leading to the dormitory building was right in front of us.

Gao Hai crawled forward one step.

Then it was blocked by an invisible wall.

Ok?

Gao Hai was stunned.

[It's been more than two hours. Anyone who can't leave Fujika Junior High School within two hours will be trapped here forever.]

An Alice who looked like a patchwork of minced meat walked past Gao Hai as she spoke.

[Kimi already knows about this, but unfortunately she can't tell you, teacher.]

Another Alice lay down in front of Gao Hai, her body covered in various cuts and gunshot wounds, her face full of smiles.

Even if they knew, there was nothing they could do. The teacher was now unable to leave the teaching building. Staying here for too long would cause their very being to be assimilated by this place. If they couldn't leave within two hours, they would never be able to leave. And after about another hour, the teacher would be completely assimilated in thought. No, no, if it were a teacher, they could probably hold out for two or three hours, but in the end, they would still be assimilated and completely become a part of this place.

Another Alice descended from the ceiling and began to laugh and chatter at Gao Hai.

"call……"

Turning around, Alice, with her expressionless face, was still standing in the distance, remaining silent and showing no intention of coming forward.

Gao Hai closed his eyes.

Then he opened his eyes and slammed forward violently.

Boom!

With a dull thud, Gao Hai was sent flying backward and rolled on the ground.

The three Alices following beside him couldn't help but giggle.

Gao Hai had already stood up again and saw that the students and teachers had gathered around him again.

Some of the "teachers" were killed by Gao Hai when he was still wearing the sheep's head mask. After more than an hour, these monsters had returned to normal. The wounds from their previous dismemberment were now just faint traces.

Unless the core catalytic copy is cracked, non-derived anomalies cannot be killed. Even dismembering them with this machete only temporarily deactivates them, but cannot truly destroy them.

"call……"

But Gao Hai still didn't give up.

He knew he had no way out now.

He would never accept being captured without resistance.

One must not allow oneself to become accustomed to death, nor to become dependent on death. Therefore, even in a situation where death is inevitable, as long as death has not yet truly arrived, one must never stop struggling until death truly comes.

Gao Hai braced himself and leaped up at that moment.

pat-

One of the Alices who was with him reached out and pressed the light switch on the side of the corridor, and Gao Hai in mid-air was immediately surrounded by bright light.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Afterimage and Reality Seen Before Flesh Dissolves

[Alice, an outstanding student, is now applying for special needs...]

[Request approved, special needs target, bad student Gao Hai...]

[Preparing for a special needs ceremony begins...]

I seemed to faintly hear some voice echoing in my mind.

In his hazy state of consciousness, Gao Hai felt as if he had been pressed onto a cold iron bed, his body bound by straps. Then someone pushed the bed, taking him into an elevator and heading towards a place deep underground.

hum-

A piercing sound rang out.

The elevator itself began to vibrate slightly, as if it were heading towards a special area rather than the underground research base it had initially entered.

I could faintly hear someone humming a song nearby.

It seemed as if someone was watching him, chuckling softly, walking around him, or waving their hand in front of him.

In the distance, one could hear someone wailing and struggling in agony.

The stench of blood gradually spread.

Through his blurred vision, Gao Hai saw that the elevator walls were covered in blood and clear scratch marks made by fingernails.

Where am I?

Where am I being taken?

Ding-dong-

Amidst my chaotic thoughts, the elevator doors slowly opened.

Someone was pushing the iron bed, pushing him toward the darkness outside the elevator.

Are you really sure this is feasible?

It seemed like I heard a sound coming from the darkness.

[It's absolutely possible. That strange power, in the end, is nothing more than a buildup of madness and resentment. As long as we control the details and ensure the stability of the experimental results, we will definitely achieve our goal. Trust me, there won't be any problems.]

Another person slowly spoke from the darkness, answering the other's question.

But how many people would we have to kill to achieve our desired result? And even if we succeeded, would we really be able to create what we want? That hotel… are the things in that hotel really trustworthy?

The former's voice sounded hesitant and carried a hint of fear, as if he were afraid of something.

There's no mistake; following this method will absolutely lead to success. Now is not the time to hesitate; we must act. This is our opportunity. If we succeed, no one will be able to look down on us anymore, and no one will be able to step on our heads!