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

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The blood-red barrier was already showing signs of collapse.

Gao Hai looked around and saw that more classroom doors were opening silently.

After the three of them encountered the strange creature, they were unable to leave the floor quickly enough. It seemed that the longer they stayed, the more things were drawn to them and began to awaken from the darkness.

This barrier might not last until they get back to the first floor...

Just as Gao Hai realized this, the sound of guitar playing quickly rose up beside him.

Gao Hai turned her head and saw that Goto Ichiri quickly created five crudely made clones that didn't even have hair or facial features, and they stood in a row next to her.

Without needing further communication, Gao Hai, having grasped Xiao Boqi's intentions, quickly activated another function of the barrier, draining the five clones dry and turning them into mummies. The clones' blood then rapidly spread within the barrier, stabilizing the previously crumbling barrier once again.

The music continued.

The girl's breathing became much heavier, her fingers began to bleed, and a look of pain appeared on her face.

This time, Goto Ichiri adjusted the process of their group entering the school building using the guitar, adding a clone to the timeline. He had the clone hide in the classroom beforehand, keeping watch to ensure the windows and doors were always open and ready to receive them as they came down.

Having used its ability to alter time twice in a short period, the guitar's tendency to go out of control is clearly on the rise. If the source of this obsession hadn't been hit hard by the suppression bomb, it's certain that the pain Yili is enduring right now would be even more intense.

tread--

With crisp footsteps, the three of them returned to the stairwell they had entered from.

The corridor where they had been standing, which had been completely dark, had suddenly been lit up, and lights had also been turned on in two classrooms.

Gao Hai saw that there were people sitting in those classrooms.

There was a student sitting in each seat.

It has no face.

Everyone's facial features were blank; there were no eyes, no nose, and no mouth.

Under the stark white light, the students sat silently in their seats, motionless, quietly remaining in place.

No.

They are not silent.

They kept talking to him.

Those who came here, those who disappeared here, and those who stayed here.

From the beginning until now, they have never stopped; they have been talking all along.

He just couldn't hear them, he just couldn't understand their sounds.

Click!

The fragments of consciousness in the minds of the three people shattered simultaneously at that moment.

Jianzi let out a muffled groan, almost fainting on the spot.

Goto Ichiri swayed for a moment, then quickly realized what had happened. He pulled a sharp steel needle from his pocket, gritted his teeth, and plunged it into one of his ears. He then pulled it out and plunged it into the other ear. He lowered his head, completely unable to look at the empty classrooms in the corridor with their lights on.

"Speed ​​up—"

Gao Hai had already heard the sound of the second mental fragment shattering in his mind.

They had already gone deep into the stairwell and were speeding downstairs.

The crimson realm was subjected to an even stronger impact at this moment, and the cries of the baby and the girl echoed for a long time in the stairwell.

Faint handprints appeared on the wall.

One, two, three... until the entire wall, floor, and ceiling were covered with those handprints.

Gao Hai didn't dare to raise his head.

He had his back to the countless corpses that were squeezed outside the blood-red area.

A mutilated, fragmented, decaying corpse, with outstretched hands groping for its remains.

They are silent, they cry out, they shout, yet they remain silent.

The stairwell outside the blood-stained area was empty; nothing existed there.

Beyond the blood-stained area, the stairwell was packed with countless students, who followed Gao Hai and his two companions downstairs amidst whispers.

Beyond the blood-soaked area, the stairwell was piled high with mangled corpses that hadn't been dealt with for a very long time, yet new bodies were still being dumped in every day.

Teacher... Teacher...

It seems as if someone is calling out, calling out to someone.

Debris fell from the cracks in the wall, and eyes peered out from inside.

Something was slowly wriggling in the pile of garbage that had crawled out of the toilet.

More classrooms have turned on their lights.

But there are no students or teachers inside, so why are there still lectures being given?

"You've finally come back to see us, teacher?"

Someone is skipping and hopping down the stairs.

Someone walks by, chatting about something boring or interesting.

The clamor was so clear.

Yet it was so quiet here.

Where am I?

Where am I now?

What exactly is this place...?

Bang!

He slammed the door shut, blocking out the faint noises outside.

Gao Hai was still stumbling forward.

He was somewhat dazed. He felt as if a long time had passed, as if it had taken him much longer to return to the classroom on the first floor, but it also seemed as if... not much time had passed, as he had only just entered the place.

"Huh...huh..."

Seeing that Zi had already fainted, Gao Hai had been carrying her the whole way.

She was knocked unconscious by Gao Hai. After seeing the classroom lights turn on and sensing those things, Gao Hai realized that even if he gave Jianzi twenty more mental fragments, plus his share of the mental pollution, the girl still wouldn't be able to make it to the first floor alive. Therefore, he had to make her unconscious first.

How come there are so many?

How could so many people have died in this school building?

Takami wiped the blood from his nose, while Goto Ichiri had already climbed over the window and landed outside. He then turned back and caught the kotatsu that Takami handed him.

The blood-red barrier has collapsed and dissipated.

Gao Hai could hear the classroom door slowly opening behind him, feel the gaze of something peeking at him from behind, and hear it whispering.

No, are they really there?

"Ugh...cough..."

The dizziness is getting worse.

The power of blessing was frantically warning him, urging him to quickly climb out of the window in front of him, and telling him that he should escape this school building at all costs.

My fingers landed on the windowsill.

Gao Hai's body flipped over the windowsill, and his feet landed on the ground below.

He stood firmly on his feet and stood up.

The dark corridors of the teaching building stretched out in front of and behind him, and Jianzi and Yili were nowhere to be seen.

Have I not left the teaching building yet?

The white lights illuminated Gao Hai's figure.

It also illuminated the countless trembling, silent shadows behind him.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Despair of Destruction and the Two Ends of Separation

The dizziness became increasingly intense.

The figures swayed around, whispering and mumbling indistinctly.

Consciousness is crumbling.

The body gradually becomes numb and loses sensation.

The surging malice churned endlessly, yet the source of the attack could not be found.

No, there was never any need for an attack.

Their mere presence here is enough to suffocate people and drive them to the brink of mental collapse.

【■■■■？】

"call……"

The breathing was becoming increasingly heavy.

【■■■……■■……】

The senses have fallen into a state of severe confusion, and even the front, back, left, and right cannot be correctly distinguished.

Where am I now?

Is this the same teaching building we just saw?

【■■■！ ！ ！ 】

Or have I already gone somewhere else?

"..."