The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

"Did I pick up the wrong script and end up in the villain's studio next door?"

Gu Xu silently complained to himself.

And this talent, the Domain of Calamity? The Servant of Calamity?

Just hearing that makes my sanity plummet.

Within the realm of calamity, I am the rule, I am immortal.

Holy crap, is that awesome?

Isn't this the legendary realm?

Does it start with a free domain, or is it an invincible cheat?

Does that mean that if anyone dares to step into my one-meter radius, I can make them perform a "Come here" act on the spot?

Gu Xu's heart began to race.

He then looked at the second talent, Servant of Calamity.

Summon servants from endless mysteries?

This description... is pretty sophisticated!

Is it summoning Cthulhu, the kind that drains your sanity, or Sadako, the kind that crawls out of the TV?

Curiosity was like a cat's claw scratching at him, making Gu Xu's heart itch unbearably.

As for the third one! Gu Xu: ...

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary office worker. After transmigrating to this world for eighteen years, he has been hoping to change his fate by changing his job.

Now, the cheat... seems to have arrived?

Although this cheat looks a bit weird.

"How about... we give it a try?"

Once the thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.

It's done!

Anyway, the classroom is so messy, everyone is doing their own thing, so no one should notice me in the corner.

Gu Xu took a deep breath, concentrated, and silently recited in his mind.

"Summon...Servant of Calamity!"

[Instruction confirmed...]

[Establishing a calamity link...]

[Link successful...]

[In response to the Lord of Calamity's initial summons, a lost soul is awakening from the river of oblivion in time...]

A series of system notifications flashed before Gu Xu's eyes.

The next second, something unexpected happened!

The classroom, which was already stuffy due to the large number of people, seemed to have its temperature instantly evaporated.

A bone-chilling cold, without warning, shot from the soles of everyone's feet straight to the top of their heads!

"Hiss... Why is it suddenly so cold?"

"Who is it? Turning the air conditioning on so high in the middle of summer? Are they trying to freeze me to death?!"

Zhang Hao, the berserker who was showing off his muscles, roared.

But before he could finish speaking, he shuddered violently, the goosebumps on his arm more noticeable than the muscles in his biceps.

call--

A sudden gust of cold wind arose, swirling up several scraps of paper on the ground, its mournful sound like a woman's weeping or the wailing of a vengeful ghost.

The classroom windows were all closed, but the wind seemed to seep in everywhere, making one's hair stand on end.

"Holy crap, this wind... why does it sound so creepy?"

"Why do I feel a chill on the back of my neck?"

"Don't scare me! I'm easily frightened!"

The once noisy and excited classroom instantly fell silent.

Everyone sensed that something was wrong.

That chill wasn't a physical temperature, but a fear that originated from the depths of the soul—icy, desperate, and deathly still.

Even Chen Qianqian, who was surrounded by the crowd, froze with a smile.

The seven-colored halo around her began to flicker erratically under the influence of this eerie wind, and finally snapped out!

"What happened?"

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a sense of foreboding rose in her heart.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, looking around in surprise and uncertainty, trying to find the source of this strange change.

Then they saw it.

I saw the last row of the classroom, in that most inconspicuous corner.

I saw that usually quiet and unassuming classmate, Gu Xu.

And then they saw... the figure that had appeared silently beside Gu Xu.

She was a woman dressed in an ancient wedding gown as bright red as blood.

She stood quietly, her figure graceful, adorned in a phoenix coronet and wedding robes, looking absolutely magnificent.

But that red was too vibrant, so vibrant it was blinding, as if it were dyed with fresh blood…

It exuded a strong sense of blood and unease.

A bright red veil covered her head, obscuring her face and leaving only a section of her fair and graceful neck and a cascade of black hair.

She stood there, motionless, like a stunningly beautiful statue.

But the resentment, deathly aura, and endless sorrow emanating from her instantly engulfed the entire classroom like a tidal wave!

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Space seemed to freeze at that moment.

The nearly fifty students in the class stared wide-eyed and opened their mouths wide, as if their throats were stuffed with cotton, unable to make a sound.

Their faces were etched with the same word.

--fear!

"..."

A deathly silence lasted for a full three seconds.

Three seconds later.

"ah--!!!"

A scream loud enough to lift the roof off came from the most timid girl. Her eyelids rolled back, and she immediately foamed at the mouth and fainted.

The scream was like a signal.

The entire classroom erupted in chaos!

"A ghost!! A ghost!!!"

"Holy crap! There really is a ghost! Help!!"

"Don't push me! Let me out first!"

"Mom! School is so scary! I want to go home!"

Just moments ago, these "professionals" were full of confidence and considered themselves the chosen ones, but now they were completely broken down.

What berserker, what fireball mage, are all nothing compared to that fear that comes from the very instinct of life!

Only one thought remained in their minds—run!

Get as far away from that figure in red as possible!

"Boom!"

Dozens of students rushed toward the classroom door like madmen, instantly blocking the narrow doorway.

Those who couldn't squeeze out were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

"The window! Jump out the window!"

Someone shouted out.

This is the third floor!

But the will to survive had overwhelmed all reason.

"Bang! Bang!"

Several boys who were near the window smashed the glass with their desks without thinking, climbed out on all fours, and hung on the windowsill, trembling. They dared not stay in the classroom any longer.

The newly recruited berserker student unleashed his fastest speed ever, using his muscular body to forcefully carve a bloody path and was the first to rush out of the classroom, even losing a shoe in the process.

The fireball mage, running and trembling, tried to conjure a fireball, but his hand slipped, and the flame ignited the hair of the student in front of him, causing an even more chaotic scream.

The situation briefly spiraled out of control.

Even the school beauty, Chen Qianqian, had lost all her pride and elegance at this moment.

Her delicate and beautiful face was now filled with terror and paleness.

She can even run faster than others!

Driven by her survival instinct, she shoved aside the "protector" blocking her way, lifted her skirt, and scrambled toward the door.

Her shoes were trampled off in the chaos, her snow-white dress was covered in dust, her hair was disheveled, and she looked utterly wretched.

She has lost all her goddess demeanor; she's clearly a princess in distress, running for her life in a panic.

In just over ten seconds, the entire classroom was deserted.