Chapter 342: Volume 1 Chapter 342: Weird Comic (12)

Cheng Xiao didn't let his lackeys get involved to help him; he took off his school uniform jacket, and they exchanged punches — Jiang Jize had obviously received professional training, and in a fight he was in no way inferior to him.

Seeing the two fight harder and harder, with an endless momentum, Jiang Zhi almost couldn't hold back from rolling her eyes.

A moment later, she feared she would be torn to shreds by those teachers.

She stopped lingering, left the hallway, and walked toward the office.

At the classroom door, Yu Shian watched the farce indifferently, when a person approached from the side — it was Wen Chijin.

Besides them, no one dared to step forward to break up the fight, nor to peek through the door crack to watch the spectacle.

Yu Shian withdrew his gaze without changing expression, lifted his hand and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses.

"You want to use her?"

Wen Chijin leaned against the classroom door, his gloomy brows slightly raised; that pale, delicate face was like a puppet's, devoid of any emotion, and he remained silent.

Yu Shian continued: "So all those students who died last night were killed by you?"

Wen Chijin replied indifferently: "Not entirely."

Yu Shian frowned and asked.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Wen Chijin lifted his eyelids; his deep, abyss-like pupils let in no light, and he stepped out of the classroom.

Yu Shian's expression darkened as he watched his receding back disappear around the corner.

They were like demons wandering the human world — dying and reborn, living and dying again, endlessly.

This school has been cursed; no one can leave.

…

Jiang Zhi handed the test paper to the grader, then sat on the outside bench to wait for the result.

Dozens of teachers stood outside the office, salivating, their countless eyes filled with desire.

She knew that before the exam results came out, this group of teachers could not harm her.

【Go to the restroom.】

Jiang Zhi excused herself to go to the restroom, and under everyone's gaze walked to the adjacent restroom.

The cleaning aunt was mopping at the door; a foul smell wafted over, mixed with a strong stench of blood.

This was her first time entering the restroom beside the office; before, she always went back to the dormitory or used the fourth-floor students' restroom.

The reason she had never dared to enter this restroom was the cleaning aunt at the door, whose aura was gloomy and uncanny, as if she had crawled out of the netherworld.

Up close, Jiang Zhi clearly saw the reddish liquid in her bucket; the mop stained with that liquid pushed across the tile floor, and she could faintly see several strands of hair tangled around it.

Jiang Zhi entered the first stall, a squat-style toilet, where dried grime had congealed in the floor cracks.

After checking it, she came out and went to look at another restroom.

As she saw the last stall, a hoarse voice came from behind her.

"What are you looking at?" the cleaning aunt, who had been mopping outside, silently approached her from behind.

Jiang Zhi turned around.

The cleaning aunt's face was completely covered by black hair, her right hand gripping the mop tightly, her back hunched as she stood behind Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi pretended to be searching for something, her high-prescription glasses blocking half her face, and she spoke urgently: "I dropped something… Auntie, could you help me find it?"

The cleaning aunt stood motionless in place for a long time before speaking: "What is it?"

Jiang Zhi said anxiously: "A necklace, a very important necklace."

Saying this, she pointed toward the door: "You help me look over there; I'll look here."

The cleaning aunt slowly shifted her steps.

Jiang Zhi took the opportunity to open the door of the last stall and saw a diary on the floor.

【Important Prop.】

Jiang Zhi put the diary into her bag, then turned and saw the cleaning aunt staring at her gloomily.

A chill ran down her spine; without changing expression she took out a necklace from her bag and smiled: "I just found it… but I still want to thank you, Auntie."

Having said that, she carefully walked toward the restroom door.

【Run!!】

Just as she was about to reach the restroom door, a howl sounded from behind her.

Jiang Zhi sprinted out of the restroom at her fastest speed ever, the cleaning aunt's tearing, horrifying scream ringing in her ears; if she turned back now, she would surely be frightened.

The mopping cleaning aunt turned into a monster, her limbs twisted and touching the ground, crawling up the walls, pursuing her in an inhuman posture.

Like Sadako from a certain foreign film.

Jiang Zhi ran out of the teaching building, her chest burning and breathless, her vision darkening; just as she felt she could barely keep running, the system's voice sounded again.

【Stop.】

The cleaning aunt lingered at the teaching building's entrance, not daring to come out; the face revealed beneath her long hair resembled the school gate's guard, covered in burn marks, ferocious and terrifying.

"Why is she chasing me?" Jiang Zhi asked, panting.

It was just that she had picked up a diary from the restroom stall, and the aunt pursued her as if avenging her father's murder.

Jiang Zhi was certain that if she slowed even a little, she would die at the aunt's hands.

【Escape Killing Countdown: only 10 minutes left.】

The Comic System did not answer her question.

Jiang Zhi stood with her arms on her hips, staggered to a bench on the playground, sat down, and pulled out the diary from her bag to begin reading.

【September 1.

Today I just enrolled; the classmates are like me, all problem students, but wherever you go it's the same — after mixing around for three years, you just leave.

【September 5.

This is not a school at all, it's completely hell!

I will die; someday I will die here.

Absolutely not, I want to escape! Escape this school.】

【September 17.

This is probably the last time I'll write a diary; sixteen roommates, now only five remain, including me.

The teachers said they all went home, everyone believed it, but I personally saw them dead, killed.】

【October 3.

The teacher said today it's my turn… it's my turn.

It's my turn to go home……】

On the paper of October 3, the words were written in blood, densely covering the whole sheet, revealing waves of despair and sorrow.

Jiang Zhi looked over it repeatedly, feeling a chill run down her spine.

【Escape Killing Start——!】

After hearing the system's voice, Jiang Zhi lifted her eyes and saw the cleaning aunt who originally could only hover near the teaching building entrance suddenly run over, her binding rules disappearing.

What Jiang Zhi faced was a difficult escape-killing.

Unlike last night, it's daytime now; for her to escape from this group of teachers hunting her is simply even harder.

Jiang Zhi packed her diary and ran toward the security booth.

【You're going to your death!】 The Comic System couldn't understand; she barely has any life left, yet she still thinks about making a deal with Wen Chijin.

Jiang Zhi still had time to joke: 'One seeks wealth in danger.'

【Sick.】

When Jiang Zhi reached the security booth and hadn't even spoken, the security uncle inside, upon seeing her, directly smashed through the glass door, opening his bloody maw, about to bite her.