Horror game, but harem plan

Yang Ming placed the perfectly pieced-together wreckage on the lawn of the playground and called out softly.

But this time, [Ms. Hirumuro] did not respond to her any further.

Obviously, there will be some feedback after each battle, so why is there no information after I assemble the skull?

The pale, clean skeleton was placed quietly on the grass.

Chapter 155 The Special Features of Feishi Liuli

Maybe it's because putting it directly on the grass is a blasphemy, so it doesn't work.

Yang Ming had already begun to think freely. After thinking for a while, he took out the sleeping bag from his backpack and placed it on the sleeping bag.

"Ms. Feishi, we sincerely hope to gain your help in breaking this copy."

"..."

"Do you still need some offerings?"

Yang Ming took out the money from his pocket.

"Stupid."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but after the little incident in the dormitory, Kaguya Shinomiya’s words became a little more venomous.

It’s just that I kissed, hugged and touched you... If you keep saying such vicious words, I’ll drop my little pearls in front of you.

The young man secretly slandered himself and put the broken body into his backpack. Even if he really needed some kind of offering, it should be ghost money. Japanese yen or something like that should not work.

It seems that the key props in the copy's plot require some triggering conditions.

The enchantment of the arm bone was already a pleasant surprise. Without this help, he would still be hiding from those ghosts, with no time to worry about searching for intelligence, and passing the level would be a distant prospect.

He turned and looked at Kaguya.

Yang Ming also knew that his actions were too stimulating for this proud and rational young lady, but at the moment, he had indeed abandoned some of his rationality.

The so-called perfect strategy can only be used in a safe scenario where laws and rules exist. However, once the basic safety of two people cannot be guaranteed, this extreme method may not be a bad choice.

What's more, he could see that Kaguya Shinomiya was just trying to hide her shyness with an angry appearance.

If she really wanted to kill herself, there was no need to go through so much trouble. The two of them had always been very close in the dormitory. She could have just picked up the hunting knife and slashed her neck. Of course, with Yang Ming's current attributes, he could not be killed instantly even if his neck was slashed.

With his current vitality, he would need his head to be twisted off in an instant, or his body to be crushed into pieces. Only this level of devastating injury could kill him instantly.

For general serious injuries, as long as you are not dead, it is almost the same as not dying.

"Let's end this today, otherwise things will get worse."

"We don't know if the mastermind behind this will notice something and take any action after we defeat the five bullies."

Shinomiya Kaguya nodded. If she could get out of this copy earlier, it would be acceptable for her to shorten her lifespan a little.

"I also hope to escape from here quickly to avoid being subjected to further actions by the shameless Mr. Yang Ming."

She is worthy of being Miss Shinomiya. She was clearly confused by the kiss just now, but now she has immediately returned to a rational and rational state, as if she has not been affected at all.

But Yang Ming felt that the young lady's gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, drifted across his lips.

Sure enough, she still cares about it. In her heart, the fact that her [first experience] was taken away by her.

If Yang Ming knew what Kaguya was thinking at this moment, he would definitely be in tears and laughter.

The girl was thinking, if she and him maintained this kind of relationship and left the dungeon, would she end up fighting with other girls over Yang Ming in the future?

That would be too ugly, but if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem completely impossible.

——I don’t know if the money will be of any use. If 50 million can get them to leave Yang Ming…

As Kaguya Shinomiya became more and more confused, Yang Ming looked at the stunned girl and lowered his head with a smile.

Gently embellish her lips.

"Let's go, my Kaguya-sama."

"Get ready to begin our final assault."

"After all, our relationship with them has long been a life-or-death struggle."

Kissed again...

The eldest lady was about to explode, but then nodded helplessly.

You die and I die.

It was the first time that Kaguya Shinomiya truly felt the heaviness of this word.

It would be useless to persuade him to use a safer method. After all, he was not the main force in conquering the dungeon.

She looked at her new skill called [Adrenaline Burst].

It can be said that in order to survive, we have to find all the chips we can.

……

The principal's office is on the top floor of the teaching building.

The general teachers' offices are on the same floor, while the principal's office is separate and independent.

Yang Ming and Shinomiya Kaguya stopped at the door and looked.

The door is locked.

The key was found in the swimming pool.

When Yang Ming pushed open the crimson wooden door, an old-fashioned brass bell chimed. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, carving neat gratings across the floor. The air was filled with the strange scent of incense and leather. On the desk sat a gilded globe, with a blood-stained compass stuck in the center of Tokyo.

On the third shelf of the bookshelf were six transparent file boxes, each neatly labeled "Disaster Drill Record." The lid of the outermost box was ajar, revealing half a yellowed photograph—a picture of girls in gymnastics uniforms holding hands in the shape of a five-pointed star, their eye sockets punctured with red ink.

The leather reception sofa was covered with diamond-patterned cushions, and a suspicious dark brown stain stained the edge of one of the pillows. Beneath the glass on the coffee table sat a group photo of outstanding teachers, the corners of everyone's mouth precisely cut off with scissors.

Yang Ming opened the drawer of his desk, and his eyes widened at what he saw inside.

[Blood Cherry Cultivation] File

June 1989

"The hexagonal tiles on the principal's office floor are actually stacked, and beneath each tile are three baby teeth from a premature fetus. Irrigating the floor with discarded embryonic fluid from physiology classes every Thursday helps keep the resentment* flowing..."

June 1997

"Verification Completed: Five teachers with specific birthdays were brutally murdered and then built into the gymnasium's support pillars. However, the third pillar, Mr. Matsuda, decayed prematurely and needed to be replaced with a younger sacrifice...

Records of Feishi Glass Manufacturing

2002 4 Month 1 Day.

[That transfer student is special. He can actually see the teachers in the supporting columns...]

[You actually asked me about this]

[A constitution naturally endowed with spiritual power...]

[Hehe...it seems she would be a more suitable carrier]

Step 1: Increase resentment and hatred through repeated bullying.

Step 2: Inject spiritual energy when cutting the throat to ensure that the soul is trapped and cannot ascend to heaven.

Ritual: Divide the body into three parts, turn the resentment into an altar, and use it as the power of [Sato Chizuru], [Keikawa Mayu], [Kobayakawa Misaki], [Watanabe Aya], and [Suzuki Aoi].

The end of the notes seems to be a record from the first-person perspective of [Teacher Yamamoto].

Chapter 156: The Corpse with Nowhere to Hide

Isn't Mayu Keikawa your daughter, Mr. Principal? You're really willing to spend so much money.

[Just insignificant flesh and blood]

May my Lord look upon me.

……

"You'd better stay outside. Even if your physical fitness can keep up, you don't have any effective means of attack."

"Um."

Kaguya Shinomiya will not force herself to do something she cannot do.

Her way of thinking is to maintain rational thinking and maximize the survival rate as much as possible.

Yang Ming reached the filing cabinet next to the water dispenser. Pulling out a drawer made a subtle humming sound, and the handle of the bottom drawer was frosted. When he opened it, he found neatly stacked glass bottles labeled "Nutrients." Rice-sized pieces of cartilage were suspended in a pale green liquid.

The moment Yang Ming's shadow passed across the wall, the hands of the wall clock in the mirror suddenly trembled. In a hazy refraction, a prostrate figure suddenly appeared behind the leather seat. A woman in a teacher's dress was kneeling in a reversed position, her forehead pressed against the black slime seeping from the crack in the wall below the calligraphy plaque.

Her left arm was twisted back in a prayer gesture, her five fingers dug deep into the back of her neck. The cherry blossom hair accessory pinned in her bun was trembling, and each petal was connected to a blood vessel as thin as a spider's silk, the other end of which was immersed. Her hips, wrapped in a suit skirt, were raised high, and the outlines of dozens of breathing protrusions were revealed under the fabric.

thump--

A head fell to the ground. Yang Ming looked up and found that the ceiling, which was originally made of tiles, was now hung with disgusting heads that looked like grapes on a string.

The almost completely crushed, bloody, and shattered head almost fell on Yang Ming. He stepped back subconsciously out of disgust.

Plop--plop--

More heads fell from above, connected to the dark red tiles, and blood rolled down along the bloody floor.

It fell at the feet of Yang Ming and Huiye, and continued to fall.

I can't stay in the principal's office any longer.

Because right in front of Yang Ming was no longer a school building, but an office building. Those headless students holding their own heads were standing in the light of the setting sun, standing there silently.

The principal's office, which had previously seemed a little strange, gradually revealed its true appearance.

Fortunately, Yang Ming remained highly alert, because after stepping in, he did not indulge in the search for clues. The moment he stopped, he saw these terrifying scenes.

Behind him, Kaguya Shinomiya was speechless and stood there motionless. She instinctively wanted to get closer to Yang Ming, but found that she was almost about to step into the principal's office with him.

At this time, the corridor outside the principal's office also began to change. The walls were covered with blood-red stains. In front of Shinomiya Kaguya, words such as "Lord", "Him", "Kneeling Figure", and "God" were recognized, but most of the words were meaningless and were just random graffiti of blood.

The headless students who were blocking Yang Ming's way had disappeared.

But there were more bodies in the corridor than at the beginning.

There were more and more people hanging upside down from the ceiling, headless people with their heads crushed by wire, and bodies that were cut off, chopped off, and chopped open, both of teachers and students.

A girl with her eyes gouged out, her mouth open, and a compass attached to her tongue.

Those girls whose stomachs were cut open and filled with bloody dolls.

……

The smell of blood is spreading.

This was the first time that Kaguya Shinomiya had such a strong change of emotions. The fear that penetrated her bones, the bloody scene, and countless corpses were all in her eyes. She subconsciously wanted to vomit. She wanted to hold it back, but the strong smell of blood penetrated into her nostrils, and her stomach churned again.

Flies are flying around.

Maggots crawled on the ground.

The rotten flesh was turning over, and the hellish pictures almost pierced Shinomiya Kaguya's mind. She found that she could no longer express her physiological reaction to these disgusting pictures normally, and just stood there blankly and woodenly.

Until Yang Ming turned around and carried her on his shoulders.

"go!"

The young man gritted his teeth. This scene was beyond his comprehension. It was no longer a scenario where physical means could be effective!

Yang Ming was still wondering where those dead people were, those students who were used in a ritual or sacrifice. If all the students in the school were used in a ritual and sacrificed, there should be a lot of corpses.

The number of changing rooms at the swimming pool does not match at all.

They were all piled up in the corridor of the principal's office.

Yang Ming's combat boots crushed his eyeball, which erupted in fluorescent green pus. Every step he took left a bright red footprint on the ground. Shinomiya Kaguya's falling hair brushed against his back.

The lockers on both sides of the corridor began to secrete bloody mucus, and skeletal arms wrapped in school uniforms jutted out from the cracks in the locker doors. The corpses that should have been still suddenly moved in sync, their rotting skulls vibrating with vocal cords.

[Please... ahem... in order... become the altar...]

Feeling dizzy and dazed, Yang Ming immediately understood that those voices, those words spoken by the heads, were affecting his consciousness.

This is not the first time.

Mayu Keikawa in the dormitory and Chizuru Sato in the classroom both have similar powers.