AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 211 - 98: The Underlying Logic of Non-human Classmates Committing Murder_2

Chapter 211: Chapter 98: The Underlying Logic of Non-human Classmates Committing Murder_2

Suddenly, Lin Yi noticed that there was a hazy halo floating around these people, composed of white powder particles, which also flickered with green specks of light like fireflies, looking as if they were covered in a fluorescent agent.

Mao Feiyang shuddered violently; he felt a faint hostility emanating from these people very clearly.

To be more precise, it should be called—malice.

After they entered the classroom, the nearby temperature visibly dropped, and they, like radioactive sources of contamination, released a green pollutant with their breath that couldn’t be observed with the naked eye but could be sensed through perception.

Those things emitted a vicious breath, just like the toxic substances that evil alchemists would extract in potion bottles.

This substance was expelled from the bodies of the sailor uniform girl and others through the exchange of their breath with the white powder particles.

During the whole process, these people seemed to be undergoing some kind of special photosynthesis.

"What the hell kind of body structure is this?" Lin Yi was shocked, "How long has it been since they were transformed into those weird human-shaped contamination emitters?"

He suddenly remembered that at lunchtime, he "felt a sensation" outside the cafeteria and saw the sailor uniform girl as a result; she also sensed him and looked his way.

Originally, he thought it was just a simple matter of looking and being looked at, but now it appeared... the truth was not so simple.

At that time, he didn’t know what contamination was, nor did he know if the sailor uniform girl was aware of the contamination.

But the basic truth was—after being contaminated himself, he vaguely sensed the green pollutant with malice spread by the sailor uniform girl, and then he looked over.

And then the sailor uniform girl also sensed some white contamination on him...

Hence, that previous scene took place.

What the hell, "as if hearts were connected," was actually "the hunter’s gaze."

"Hey, wait... so does that mean Xu Shunkang was able to differentiate art students and experience students through sensing the green powder particles?"

Lin Yi felt like he had speculated another useful piece of information.

"The information I obtained obviously falls within my perception; I should be able to confirm this with Xu Shunkang later, right?"

He had already crossed the threshold of "do not think," stepped into the magnetic field, and was learning more and more about it through "thinking."

When the layers of the image changed and he was powerless to alter the world, then he must transform himself.

The more perceptions there were, the more anchors he would have.

With enough anchors, there would be no fear of not staying grounded, would there?

He couldn’t help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth up, still feeling a weird sense of "rising to the occasion" and "all is going well" despite being in a wicked world.

And he didn’t know whether it was all an illusion or not.

But soon he felt a chill on his back—Mao Feiyang’s cold sweat brought his thoughts back to reality.

Meanwhile, Mao Feiyang shrank his neck and buried himself deeply, as if he didn’t want to be noticed by anyone.

Lin Yi took the opportunity to glance over at the sailor uniform girl and her group.

As the last person in line entered the art classroom, the door, which was about to close, was suddenly held open by an external force. At the same time, the eerie voice of the art teacher, cold and hoarse, slowly rose from outside the door:

"Have you all forgotten what the first thing to do when entering a door is?"

The person at the end of the line was a young man carrying a backpack and wearing camouflage pants, who couldn’t help shaking upon hearing this.

His somewhat vacant eyes quickly flickered with countless ripples, shifting from confusion to doubt, then to alertness and finally to fear.

He struggled for a long time but still couldn’t open the door. Instead, he attempted to force the door shut, but the eerie art teacher and others in the hallway had it jammed, and it simply wouldn’t close.

After several futile tugs, his face drained of color, he abandoned the effort to shut the door and opted to move away from the area where the door was located.

He stumbled down the stairs, glancing back at the door now and then, until, distracted, he carelessly misstepped and tumbled down a good distance before coming to a stop.

When he got up, his head was bleeding, but his eyes were still brimming with indelible fear and panic.

"So... Is there a nice child who will open the door for teacher?"

The art teacher’s sinister voice echoed through the hallway, accompanied by a series of high heels clicking on the floor, indicating she was lingering at the door.

This bizarre scene confirmed Lin Yi’s suspicion that the uninvited eerie art teacher and her group couldn’t enter the art classroom!

So even though they were already blocking the art classroom’s door, they showed no sign of actually entering.

Upon hearing the art teacher’s voice, it was clear that many emotions flickered in the eyes of those inside; some hesitated, wanting to open the door, but the previous young man quickly shouted, "What are you trying to do! What the hell do you want?!"

"Have you forgotten what they’ve done?"

"They will kill you! Don’t open the door! Don’t open the door for them!!"

In the end, the girl in the sailor uniform silently walked to the door, pushed it open, and said to the outside, "Teacher, please come in."

"Huff..."

The door of the art classroom was slowly opened, and the cold sea breeze mixed with a slight chill invaded the warm art classroom, causing the temperature inside the room to drop suddenly...

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The eerie art teacher, along with a few students who looked like council members, slowly walked into the classroom. Their cold glare swept over everyone like the blade of a knife, finally resting on the young man.

"Teacher said... being chosen by us is a blessing," the eerie art teacher said softly, raising her hand slightly, "Bring him here."

A student behind the eerie art teacher immediately started walking towards him.

"Don’t come over! Don’t come here!!!" The student retreated in panic, accidentally bumping into an art student who was engrossed in admiring a wall painting and feeling the influence of art.

The art student suddenly came to his senses, just now noticing the presence of the young man and the eerie art teacher and her group.

He stood up and protected the young man behind him with one arm: "Zealots, leave this place!"

The eerie art student was obstructed by the art student, frowning, "You let me..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the art student suddenly grabbed his face, interrupting his words and slamming him to the ground in one swift motion.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, the eerie art student was smashed onto the floor, immediately losing consciousness.

"Who’s talking to you, idiot..." The art student looked disdainfully at the eerie art student he had just knocked out in an instant and then raised his eyelids, giving the eerie art teacher an unfriendly look, "I’ll say it one last time, leave this place... before sunrise."

The art teacher, unfazed, merely smiled, "Anyone from the Art Department can stay in the art classroom, right? You quietly appreciate your things, and we will peacefully expand our connections. Isn’t it nice for everyone to mind their own business?"

The art student’s gaze swept over the girl in the sailor uniform and the others, wrinkling his brow, "They stay, you leave."

"I can leave the people, but..." the eerie art teacher shook her head slightly, her gaze falling on the young man from the beginning, "You have to hand him over to me, then we will leave."

"It seems my warning had no effect." The art student stood up.

The corners of the eerie art teacher’s mouth lifted in a characteristic stiff smile, "Time might be running short, but if I were to force the issue... would you be able to stop me?"