Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

But the time and space at the moment seem to be at your fingertips and do not constitute any consumption.

Weirdness is a form of contamination.

The sky was filled with pale title pages, scattered in the corridors, with a fresh smell of blood on them.

No one noticed the title page. Li Mo had already entered the broadcasting room to debug the equipment and was not paying attention to the changes outside.

The blood-stained title page was gently turned over by the wind.

The above statement seems to be filled with resentment and hatred as well as fanatical hope.

"It's dangerous out there... I'm safe inside of you."

"I ate the God of this world... I ate you... until it overlaps... until you die..."

"I'll come to you... I love you..."

Joyful emotions surge through the rotten and decaying body.

The words, devoid of any logical logic, are filled with the girl's innocent wishes.

There is no consciousness, only instinct.

The remaining emotions in the soul are like a clockwork, pulling Kiana to express her love instinctively, but the weird instinct distorts this love.

The conflict between the two instincts finally drove Kiana to express her love in a strange way.

Li Mo, who eats all time and space, can go to the time and space where he really is.

Kiana walked towards the broadcasting room with mechanical and stiff steps.

Li Mo is debugging the equipment.

A pair of arms without a trace of blood stretched out from the darkness, wrapped around his neck from behind, trying to hug Li Mo.

The hug fell through.

Li Mo does not belong to the time and space she is in.

Kiana tilted her head. After her strange resuscitation, she didn't understand why the hug failed. She would just keep trying until she hugged Li Mo.

try.

Failure...

try.

Failure...

His empty eyes stared calmly at the busy Li Mo, his lips slightly parted, revealing two small white fangs.

At this moment, Kiana was a walking corpse without any consciousness, and her only instinct was to follow Li Mo.

Strangely unaware of the length of time, she would silently wait for Li Mo's death and then follow her instinct to eat him, even the time and space of his death, to bring herself closer to reality.

The repeated failed hugs did not stop Kiana. She was strangely tireless and had no concept of time.

However, there is a lot of disordered time and space between the two.

Chapter 28: Stairway to Tomorrow (3k)

"Zizi...Zizi..."

The electric sound of the broadcast echoed throughout the college and could be clearly heard in the auditorium.

Li Mo turned on all the broadcasting equipment and adjusted his voice into the microphone.

"It's a bit cold around here. No, that's probably my fault. I was too slow against Theresa. If I had a normal body right now, I would have bled to death long ago."

Li Mo reached out and touched the spine on his back. It was sticky and still had a certain temperature.

Touching further down, the entire back was covered in blood. Such a huge amount of bleeding is not something that an ordinary person can withstand.

An adult's life would be in danger if they lost 20% of their total circulating blood. Li Mo estimated that half of his blood had been lost, far exceeding the danger line for ordinary people.

But he is not human at all now.

Li Mo took a deep breath and then brought the microphone close to his mouth.

Read out the lines that have been prepared in advance to announce the completion of the third day's ceremony:

"My name is Li Mo. When you hear this, I will be dead."

"Tonight is my funeral. All guests are requested to proceed to the auditorium at the back of the academy."

Simple and clear, the announcement of death on the third day is just that simple.

Notify everyone and the weirdos attending the funeral, because the host of the funeral has set up a plan so that the weirdos who come to pay their respects tomorrow will not attack the people in the auditorium.

Otherwise, the ceremonies on the fourth and fifth days would just be a joke.

Li Mo solemnly took out an ID card with Aike's identity information on it.

Name: Ikeli Shavey.

Position: Cleaner.

Gender: Female.

He did not throw away the ID card. It had nothing to do with whether it was valuable or not. Li Mo simply wanted to keep it and give it to the surviving students in the auditorium.

Those children deserve to know that in the invisible darkness, someone is struggling in pain, enduring severe pain and giving their all.

This is true in life and in death.

Hope is not brought by Li Mo alone.

He does not care about honor and fame, and the credit should go to their owners.

If there was no radio to help spread the news, Li Mo would have to go to the ghost in person and face the risk of being attacked by countless unknown ghosts and human heads, with almost no chance of survival.

That's why Ackley didn't destroy the broadcasting equipment and leave clues.

Whether it was Shi Yu Qiluo or Aikeli, they all believed that Li Mo could find the correct answer and understand what they meant, even without any prior discussion.

After finishing the third day's ceremony, Li Mo walked out of the broadcasting room and the corridor was once again filled with people.

However, at this time, some subtle changes occurred in the entire school.

The majestic bells in the auditorium rang again and again, lingering over the school.

The head no longer stared at Li Mo, and turned into an ordinary head as if it had lost its strange power.

Even when Li Mo passed by them, they didn't react at all.

The corridor was like this, the playground was like this, the blood moon in the sky was still strange, and half an hour had passed since seven o'clock in the evening, which was supposed to be the most dangerous time.

But Li Mo walked leisurely on the way to the auditorium, unhindered.

After a while, Li Mo walked to the door of the auditorium.

There were more than a dozen headless corpses displayed in front of the door, which Li Mo had not seen before he came out.

So this was the idea that the human-headed ghost came up with before. These dozen corpses probably thought they were normal people and chosen survivors half an hour ago.

He tried to enter the auditorium to gather with everyone for warmth, but was turned away by Shigure Kirara.

Before they could find a new place to stay, at seven o'clock, heads began to fall. Without any strange force to support their life movements, these people naturally became headless corpses.

"The notebook says that the second incense stick in the auditorium was eaten by a little ghost. Is Shigure Kirara still soft-hearted?"

Li Mo speculated calmly that this was not the first time he had encountered such a situation.

The psychological pressure brought by fear and burden cannot be dispelled by just a few words of self-righteousness.

No matter how much a dancer comforts himself that it's okay, he or she who is performing on stage for the first time will still look nervous and may even make mistakes that they have never made before.

"It would be more accurate to go in and ask her directly what's going on."

Notebooks don't lie, but written expressions that hide key details are far less intuitive and clear than seeing and hearing them in person.

As Li Mo walked into the auditorium, an extremely strong fishy smell hit his nose, and there were large patches of blood and broken limbs on the ground.

Many Valkyries in their prime were eaten beyond recognition, with their flesh and blood devoured, leaving even their bones untouched.

Half of the hand was right next to Li Mo's feet, and the muscle tissue and broken pale bones inside could be clearly seen.

As well as the silent heads, Li Mo looked around and saw hundreds of heads filling up the auditorium. There was very little space for living people to move around. There was no need to explain what this meant.

"How many people are still alive?"

"Perhaps I should have used a more solemn tone, but I don't feel sad."

Li Mo reached out and touched his heart. It was beating very slowly. He was not moved at all by the cruel scene before him and felt numb inside.

Sacrifice and death seem to be the most normal things.

"Pull the spine back. It would be hard for me to explain this scene to a living person."

Li Mo reached out and grabbed the spine on his back and threw it in harshly.

The moment the spine returned to the body, the skin began to suture back together, and within a few seconds, it returned to its normal appearance.

The dense bones and corpses were trampled under his feet, piling up to form the stairs leading to the auditorium and tomorrow for Li Mo, but his face still did not show any slight emotion.

When we reached the depths of the auditorium, only three of the five incense sticks were left. The third one continued to burn, but its light was even dimmer than the second one, and it could only barely illuminate the area near the black coffin.

The headless male corpse in the black coffin was thrown out, and a human head was sleeping next to it.

It seemed that he wanted to seize the headless male corpse, but was interrupted by Li Mo's announcement of death.

A bright color attracted Li Mo's attention. The long ice-blue hair was still beautiful and gorgeous even though it was stained with blood.

However, her master fell in a pool of blood, and her life or death was unknown.

Li Mo looked at the dying Shi Yu Qiluo calmly, wanting to do something but found that he could do nothing.

He won't die now, but the people around him will die very easily in supernatural events.

Just like Shi Yu Qiluo now, Li Mo cannot heal her wounds because he is not that powerful.

Li Mo squatted down, tore open the black coffin ghost clothes, took out a pistol and shot. The blue-purple flame burned weakly on it and went out at an extremely fast speed.

Very simple disinfection is one of the few things Li Mo can do now.

Afterwards, he used the little bandaging knowledge he had learned from university practice to carefully seal the wound on Shi Yu Qiluo's neck, barely stopping the bleeding.

But judging from the large pool of blood on the ground, Li Mo's action seemed meaningless.

She had lost too much blood.

Shigure Kirara's eyelids trembled slightly. She opened her eyes with difficulty when she noticed some movement outside. She wanted to move her fingers, but found that she had lost control of her opponent.

There was no response from either of his hands, nor from his body. He was unable to sit or stand, and could only keep his back leaning against the black coffin.

Shi Yu Qiluo tried her best to control her body. She had to stand up and fight on...

The dilated pupils lose focus, and the loss of blood deprives the brain of the luxury of vision.

Everything in front of me was pitch black, and the sounds from the outside world completely disappeared.

She struggled like this, stubbornly refusing to die.

In this state, Shi Yu Qiluo should continue to remain unconscious. She is just relying on her willpower to hold on meaninglessly.

If you continue to be so stubborn, you will only consume more physical energy until your brain completely dies.

Li Mo did not hesitate any longer, moved closer to Shi Yu Qiluo, and held her beautiful face with both hands.

Her face was as cold as his hands.

Li Mo said softly, "I'm back."

The cold tone now had a bit of warmth.

Four simple and straightforward words, without any emotion or embellishment.

But it made the brain, which had almost lost its functioning mechanism, respond.

Shigure Kirara's eyeballs shook, and her ice-blue pupils trembled slightly.

The dry and pale lips moved, and the three words "I'm sorry" were bitten out in a mosquito-like sound.

Li Mo gently placed his hand on her face and closed Shi Yu Qiluo's eyes.

"You've worked hard."