Chapter 112: Shocking Discovery

ps: ps: The chapter order is wrong, how embarrassing, this chapter is actually before Chapter 1, everyone please read them in reverse order.

Inside the Martial Arts Key Class's private cultivation room, Feng Yuhuai put on a white training uniform and was punching the testing apparatus frantically.

With each punch she threw, numbers kept jumping up on the screen.

Fist Force 2.4 Level

Attack Speed 3.2 Frequency

Technique 2.8 Stage

"Oh my god, Yuhuai, your stats are rising like a rocket, you're almost catching up to the first in the grade!" Beside her, a girl with twin tails couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"Quick, tell me, how did you do it? I remember you were tested just last week, and in such a short time, all your stats have improved by over 30%. With your rate of progress, how are we supposed to survive?"

Another girl with several freckles on her face also gathered around, her tone exaggerated and carrying a hint of barely perceptible jealousy.

In the past, Feng Yuhuai would have loved these praises and flattering words, but today she only felt a heavy weight in her heart, forcing out a smile with difficulty.

"I refined a Bone Refining Pill yesterday, and coincidentally 【Hua Snake Jin】 also broke through, allowing me to touch upon Jin force," Feng Yuhuai said.

In truth, she hadn't even had time to digest that Bone Refining Pill yet; it was hidden under the pillow in her own bedroom. Her rapid progress was entirely because of...

"Oh, no wonder you were late this morning," the twin-tailed girl said with a smile. "You refined a pill last night, right? Tsk tsk, Yuhuai, you're already naturally gifted, and on top of that you refined a Bone Refining Pill—we others can only look on in despair."

Martial Arts Instructor Guo Feng walked over, glanced at the numbers on the screen, raised his thick black brows in an arc, and praised, "Very good. Keep working hard, maintain your progress. You have a chance to test into the Nine Districts and reach the threshold of those top universities. Your future is bright."

A barely perceptible gloom flashed in Feng Yuhuai's eyes. Her face slightly pale, she nodded. "Thank you, Coach Guo. I will work hard."

Guo Feng frowned slightly and said with concern, "You don't look well. Didn't you rest well?"

Feng Yuhuai nodded weakly. "Mm, I refined a pill last night and didn't sleep all night. I might be a bit tired, and my stomach feels uncomfortable."

Guo Feng said, "I'll give you a leave note. Don't attend today's classes; go back to the dormitory to rest. Martial Dao emphasizes brave and diligent progress, but one must also balance work and rest, relax appropriately, and not be too tense."

The freckled girl said with an unnatural smile, "Right, Yuhuai, don't push yourself too hard. Taking one day off won't make you fall behind. Hmm, let Lu Ya Zhi accompany you back to the dormitory to rest."

After speaking, the freckled girl turned and looked around, asking suspiciously, "Strange, Lu Ya Zhi—didn't she come to class?"

The twin-tailed girl also looked around and echoed, "I don't think I've seen Lu Ya Zhi all morning. Oh, and Yang Tuo also seems not to have come to class today."

Feng Yuhuai's face grew even paler. She gently pressed her abdomen, struggling to suppress the nausea that almost surged into her mouth, her voice carrying a hint of stubbornness: "No need to trouble others. I'll go back to the dormitory and rest for a while myself."

She slowly stood up, her steps slow as she prepared to leave the classroom, but at that moment, a deep blue Patrol Bureau uniform appeared at the door, the badge on the uniform flashing with a cold light under the lamps.

This uniform was not unfamiliar to Feng Yuhuai; one could even say it gave her a sense of closeness.

Since childhood she had countless times witnessed Feng Ju wearing such a uniform, but now, when this familiar uniform stepped into the classroom, Feng Yuhuai's heart clenched tightly, an indescribable fear surged like a tide, tightly surrounding her, boundless fear spreading with the air, enveloping every inch of her skin.

Deep fear cut into Feng Yuhuai's stomach and intestines like a sharp blade. She tightly covered her mouth, her face turning as white as paper in an instant, not a trace of blood remaining.

"Who is Feng Yuhuai?"

Chang Erbing walked into the classroom. His knife-sharp eyes swept across the classroom, and his cold, hard voice asked Coach Guo Feng, who was walking toward him.

Coach Guo Feng was slightly stunned, somewhat confused by Chang Erbing's sudden appearance and question, and was about to speak to explain.

Suddenly, a sharp scream pierced the quiet of the classroom. The sound came from the corridor, filled with terror.

Coach Guo Feng hurried out of the classroom, rushed along the corridor, straight toward the source of the scream—the women's restroom.

At the restroom door, a girl in a training uniform curled up on the ground, fear written all over her face. Her lips trembled, her gaze fixed, staring dead at a certain stall inside.

"Xue Xiaomei, what happened?" Coach Guo Feng quickly squatted down, one hand tightly gripping Xue Xiaomei's shoulder.

Xue Xiaomei seemed to awaken from her terror. Her fingers trembling, she pointed at the stall, her voice carrying barely concealed panic: "Corpse, corpse!"

Coach Guo Feng's face changed drastically. Before he could think it over, Chang Erbing, who had followed closely, had already stepped past them and rushed ahead toward the stall Xue Xiaomei pointed to.

The door creaked open slowly. Coach Guo Feng and a group of students who had hurried over filed in one by one, their gazes all turning toward the inside of the stall.

They saw a heart-stopping corpse sitting quietly inside. The corpse was completely naked, skin clinging to bones, shriveled and sunken, like a skeleton weathered long ago. The features and gender from life were both blurred.

The corpse sat on the toilet in a posture twisted to the extreme, arms and legs twisted at angles beyond human capability, and the head and neck rotated one hundred and eighty degrees in an impossible way, forming a visual impact that was hard to look at directly.

At first glance, the corpse resembled a giant spider stitched together from rotting flesh, disgustingly crouched on the toilet. Its dangling pale eyeballs seemed to stare outward with eyes that would not rest in death, making every student who met its gaze involuntarily feel a chill rush straight from the spine to the forehead.

"Ugh—"

Feng Yuhuai's face was as white as paper. In the instant her gaze met that terrifying corpse, she felt a sourness rise in her throat, as if she were about to vomit up her heart and liver.

She seemed frightened out of her wits by the gruesome sight before her. She didn't dare step into the restroom, and right at the door, she vomited up a pool of sour water.

The onlooking students, seeing this, all retreated backward. A few of them seemed to have their stomachs infected as well, beginning to roll uncontrollably.

Chang Erbing stared fixedly at the corpse on the toilet. As a constable, his threshold for blood and horror was high, but looking at the corpse before him, he still felt somewhat unwell in his heart.

"Dehydrated, a dried corpse, quite similar to the case of Director Wang's corpse."

Chang Erbing's pupils suddenly contracted, and a startling guess surged in his heart: "Could it be that this corpse is the work of 【Mask】? Is 【Mask】 hiding in this school?"

(End of Chapter)