Rules of the Strange: I Became a God in a Bizarre World Through Taoist Arts

[Sister Shen's smile means she must have another great idea!]

[+1+1!]

To be honest, every word this dorm supervisor said was so typical! Comparing people to others, then using their parents' expectations to pressure them—this whole tactic would make even a mentally healthy person mentally unstable!

[I totally understand! My parents were going through the same thing, but then something strange happened and schools across the entire galaxy shut down, and things only started to get a little better.]

[Shh, Sister Shen is moving!]

……

In the sky.

Shen Xingzhuo pounced like a leopard cat, crouching low.

Dodging the lava dripping from the dormitory supervisor's face, Shen Xingzhu grabbed the supervisor's legs with both hands and, using the momentum, threw the supervisor directly to the ground.

"Sizzle—"

The dormitory supervisor's back pressed heavily on Lava Tears, and the aroma of burnt meat instantly filled the entire solitary confinement cell.

Shen Xingzhuo was slightly taken aback, then pursed her lips.

"It's self-produced and self-sold..."

Shen Xingzhuo grinned mischievously.

An iron chain came from the left.

She tilted her head slightly, and the iron chains came rushing towards her with a whooshing sound.

Shen Xingzhu swung his arms, and a long knife and a short knife appeared in his hands.

This was the first time she had used the newly forged long and short swords since entering this world of ghost stories. She weighed them in her hands; the old ones were indeed more comfortable to handle.

Shen Xingzhuo's eyes sharpened.

Taking advantage of the gap, he inserted the two knives into the ring at the top of the iron chain.

With a forceful pull of her arms, the hooks on the iron chain pierced straight into the dormitory supervisor's shinbone.

Blood splattered as the dormitory supervisor screamed in anguish.

Shen Xingzhuo felt a phantom pain after seeing it.

The tibia is one of the thickest and longest bones in the human body, and its periosteum is full of nerve endings. If a bone is pierced directly like the teacher's, even if the wound heals, the teacher will permanently lose the ability to walk.

Shen Xingzhuo suddenly remembered that there was an elevator in the dormitory building.

I initially thought it was because the school offered good benefits, but now that I think about it...

It was probably built for these students who had been put in solitary confinement, right?

Shen Xingzhuo did not stop amidst the dormitory supervisor's screams. She loosened the iron chains, took a step back, and let the other person's body convulse on the ground.

The dormitory supervisor was still trying to reach the hook that was embedded in her shinbone, but as soon as her hand touched the iron chain, a wisp of white smoke rose from her fingertips, and she withdrew as if she had been burned.

She tried three times, and each time she withdrew. Finally, she curled up into a ball, tucking her pierced leg under her body, and stopped moving.

Shen Xingzhuo squatted down and looked at her from two steps away.

The dormitory supervisor's face was still cracked, with dark red light flickering through the cracks, like a lamp about to go out.

Her lips were still moving, but she couldn't make a complete sound, only some broken syllables, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't put it into a sentence.

"What you just said," Shen Xingzhuo began, her voice low, "'Your parents sent you here so you could study hard,' 'Other people's children have unlocked abilities.' Have you said those things to other students as well?"

The dormitory supervisor paused for a moment.

"You said it," Shen Xingzhuo answered for her. "You said it many times. Every time, someone is sent to this solitary confinement cell. Everyone sent here has been asked the same questions: What do your parents think of you? Why are you so disappointing? Why are you different from others?"

She stood up and looked down at the huddled figure on the ground.

"How long have they been here?"