Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

"There weren't many school bags in the classroom. They must have been taken away by the survivors."

Li Mo's voice was cold, showing no sympathy.

Death not only strengthens the body, but also gradually extinguishes the emotions.

Soon, Li Mo walked to the broadcasting room, but there were no windows here.

Li Mo approached the door but chose not to open it, because opening it would mean death. He wasn't stupid enough to think this door was any different...

But one could faintly hear noisy voices inside, and roughly estimated that there were more than ten people.

The college's broadcasting room is usually empty, after all, everyone is in class.

But even without windows, this group of people were able to enter the broadcasting room safely.

I can only explain one point.

"Ghosts cannot be killed."

"So the first person who opens the door and goes in is not a human, but a ghost."

Li Mo came to a decisive conclusion.

The ghost lured the survivors into the broadcasting room, but... why?

What is the purpose of doing it.

and many more……

Li Mo suddenly realized something. There was no window to serve as an emergency escape route, so the only one who could walk out of the broadcasting room was the ghost himself.

Once a living person enters the broadcasting room, it is impossible for him to walk out alive, because opening the door to enter or exit will result in death.

Staying in the broadcasting room will lead to various difficulties, such as food, water, emotional outburst, violence and many other problems.

In other words: this is a room where the living must die.

There is no way to escape, and if you escape you will die.

Chapter 3 The Living Dead

Li Mo looked serious and stared calmly at the door of the broadcasting room.

"This is a ghost with human consciousness. It's mixed in with the crowd. Perhaps there's another reason why it gathered all the survivors in the house..."

"If that's the case, then this ghost is much less dangerous than I expected. After all, a ghost that can't actively kill people can't threaten me."

"The most urgent task right now is to find the ghost and confine it, and then rescue the people trapped in the house. Although I don't know what the ghost's purpose is, it's always right not to follow its ideas."

Thinking of this, Li Mo took a deep breath, raised his hand and gently knocked on the door of the broadcasting room.

He didn't dare open the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The crisp knock on the door echoed in the quiet corridor.

A hoarse male voice came from the broadcasting room. The voice was very heavy and did not sound like the voice of a normal young person.

Saint Freya's students should all be in their teens, and the oldest should be in their twenties. The lifespan of a Valkyrie is far shorter than that of a normal person. In their twenties, they have to face the problem of their body functions not being able to keep up, as well as the price of forced retirement.

Teacher Jizi is an example.

"There's something wrong with whoever's saying that."

Just by hearing the sound, Li Mo had already made his conclusion.

This is an intuition, a keen intuition that comes after experiencing many strange things.

At least in this world, no one understands weirdness better than Li Mo.

"Squeak..." A friction sound was heard and the door was opened. The small broadcasting room was crowded with students. They had messy hair, were skinny, and their tender faces were haggard and their eyes were dull.

The lights on the roof flickered dimly.

If a normal person stays in this kind of atmosphere for a long time, their mentality and psychology will undergo a huge change.

There is not much food and drinking water, and there is only one teacher for seventeen students. With this kind of behavior, the others should be considered normal.

"Classmates, come in quickly, there's a ghost outside!"

The teacher urged in a gruff voice, waving his hand to let Li Mo enter the broadcasting room.

The other students also showed expressions of fear on their faces, and some of them echoed the teacher's voice.

But Li Mo didn't go in. He smiled slightly, pretending to be ignorant. He teased, "Teacher, you are so old, do you still believe that ghosts exist in this world? I am a staunch materialist and I don't believe that there are things in the world that cannot be explained by science."

The teasing was just to distract attention. Li Mo reached into the bag inside his clothes and took out a silver coin.

[A coin with a strange pattern: throw it, and a ghost will definitely pick it up.]

Li Mo flicked his finger and sent the coin flying into the crowd in the broadcasting room.

He was now roughly certain that there was something wrong with this teacher. His voice was the same as the one he heard before the door was opened. It was also he who took the initiative to open the door and was eager to go in.

Of course, you shouldn't rely solely on your intuition unless absolutely necessary.

So there is currently a lack of substantial evidence, and Li Mo is now creating that decisive evidence.

He threw the coin into the crowd. Under normal circumstances, the teacher who opened the door would not pay attention to such behavior.

After all, it's just an insignificant coin and not worth much.

Even if a gold coin was lost, no one would care too much in this weird atmosphere. It is not as valuable as a bottle of water.

A normal teacher would have been talking to Li Mo at this time and wouldn't have cared about so many things, let alone rushing into the crowd to look for the coin.

But the moment the coin landed, the teacher who opened the door's eyes became dazed and unfocused. He turned around stiffly like a machine and walked slowly towards the crowd...

"Master, Director?"

Some students couldn't help but shout out, but he was unconscious and walked to where the coin was like a zombie, then bent down to pick it up.

When he picked up the coin, he came to his senses and said, "Hey? I...what happened? Sorry, I just saw this coin and couldn't help but want to pick it up. So, students outside, please come in quickly. The broadcasting room is safe. We have been here for more than ten days and nothing has happened."

In an instant, Li Mo put away his frivolous smile and his eyes turned cold.

His right hand was on his waist, ready to pull out his gun and shoot the guy in the head at any time.

There are no signs of breakage on the coin...

You can enter.

In fact, the best option is to stand outside the door and shoot this teacher... Oh no, shoot this unknown director. If he doesn't die from the first shot, everyone will naturally know what's going on.

But judging from his reaction just now, this middle-aged man named Director didn't even realize that he was a ghost.

If it was a ghost in disguise, then Li Mo could not guarantee that he would hit it at this distance.

And there must be a reason why the ghost locked so many people in the house but didn't kill them. I have to find a way to get these future Valkyries out.

"Okay, I'll come in."

Li Mo decided to go in and deal with it later. The person who opened the door was not him, but a ghost. The other students were able to go in safely, so there was no reason for him to die.

Sure enough, after Li Mo entered the broadcasting room, the tragic scene of people falling to the ground was not repeated last time, but the director quickly closed the door.

The entire broadcasting room suddenly became dark.

The director walked up to Li Mo and said patiently:

"Classmate, what's your name? I've never met you before. Oh, and if you need to go to the bathroom, there's a separate toilet in the broadcasting room. But it's best to stock up... After all, you know, there's very little food and water."

"There are ghosts wandering around the school, and many people have died outside! Only the broadcasting room is safe!"

"Alas... When will the rescue from headquarters arrive..."

The director chattered incessantly, and there didn't seem to be much wrong with his speech. He had the generalization ability of a leader, but also the complaints of an ordinary person. He didn't look like a ghost at all.

But Li Mo, who had a keen sense of smell, smelled the stench of a corpse from the person in front of him.

It was just perfectly masked by the strong smell of Nine-Turn Large Intestine. If you hadn't been dealing with corpses for a long time, you wouldn't have been able to smell it at all.

Judging from the intensity of the corpse odor, the person in front of him had been dead for about ten days.

Li Mo replied calmly, "Before I answer, could you please tell me your identity? It's basic courtesy to state your identity before asking someone a question."

The director was curious about Li Mo's indifference, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Still patiently speaking, "This is what I am. I am the Dean of Studies of this school, Ekri Shavey."

Li Mo walked up to Ikeli and held out his hand: "Give me back the coin first."

Ikeli was stunned for a moment, then smiled apologetically. "Haha, sorry, I forgot. This is your private property and I shouldn't have taken it. But in this situation, even if we have money, we can't buy anything. Food is already very scarce. If headquarters doesn't come to support us, I'm afraid we will all die here."

After saying that, Aikeli returned the coin to Li Mo.

Li Mo turned around and faced the students huddled in the corner. Their faces were scorched and pale, and their eyes were bloodshot.

"You think so too? You think he is the dean of studies?" Li Mo asked.

"Um……"

"Um……"

"Um……"

Without exception, more than a dozen students all said "hmm".

Aikeli felt a little unhappy at this time, and he didn't know why he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

From when he was outside the door to now when he entered, this young man did not take him seriously at all.

Even if it's a test, there has to be a limit, right?

I have already introduced myself, but he is still holding back and showing no respect for his elders. In this situation, we should trust each other!

Thinking of this, Aikeli felt a little rushed. He walked up to Li Mo and asked, "Classmate, are you doubting my identity? Could I have fabricated an identity? All the students here know that there is no possibility of fabrication. Isn't it normal for a school to have a dean of studies?"

Li Mo glanced at the Dean of Studies and said slowly, "It's normal for a school to have a Dean of Studies, but what is this place? The Far East Branch, Saint Freya Academy, is a place dedicated to training Valkyries."

"There's no need for a Dean of Studies here. There are only three roles: teacher, dean, and student. So where does the role of Dean of Studies come from?"

After Li Mo finished speaking, all the students couldn't help but look at Aikeli.

Aikeli himself was a little confused.

Yes, this is Saint Freya's Academy, where Valkyries are trained...

Why are there deans?

But he is obviously the dean!Students all know it!

"Wait, there must be some misunderstanding! My students all know it!" Ackley turned around and wanted to explain.

When he turned around, all the students began to move away from him.

"You don't think I'm a ghost, do you? If I were a ghost, I would have killed you all long ago! We've been together for so many days and no one has died. Do you still suspect me? Isn't the person you should be most suspicious of this person who suddenly entered the academy?"

"You know, headquarters also sent support before, but they all died at the hands of the ghosts wandering around the school. How come this person was able to see us safely?"

Ackley was very anxious and tried hard to prove that there was nothing wrong with him.

But the more anxious you are, the more problems you will encounter.

But the students didn't buy it. They gradually realized that their cognition and memory were wrong. How could there be a dean of studies in Saint Freya?

St. Freya has only three identities: student, teacher, and dean. This is engraved in every student's mind.

It was just that some strange phenomenon caused an illusion in their cognition and memory, making them think that there was another dean of studies.

Therefore, when Li Mo pointed this out, all the students suddenly realized and woke up completely.

Aikeli roared loudly, and when he saw that his explanation was ineffective, he turned around and wanted to point the finger at Li Mo.

"And you, you are..."

Before Aikeli could finish his words, a silver-gray pistol was pressed against his forehead.

Li Mo placed his index finger between his lips and made a gesture of silence.

"Shh, be quiet. I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious."

Chapter 4 Life and Death