I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

"Bro, I'm begging you, bro, please don't drag me to my death, okay?"

Little Fatty's round face was almost scrunched into a ball.

Wu Wang had already coaxed and tricked him (mainly with a dagger threat) to the staircase on the second floor.

The other party still wanted to go up, but his legs were already trembling.

"It's okay, that guy definitely isn't in the broadcasting room, he definitely left," Wu Wang comforted. "I have my good brothers outside dealing with it, they'll stop that guy."

Even Li Yang squeezed out a sentence: "Now breaking into an empty house is indeed a good opportunity."

He was also curious about the situation upstairs.

To be precise, he was curious about what secrets this art building, hidden by Gaoshan High School, held.

The past him had never had such a strong curiosity, his mind was full of studying.

Today he discovered things other than studying.

He couldn't help but want to see what was going on.

Wu Wang looked at Little Fatty's expression, which was close to tears, and asked, "Are you so afraid of it? Has it hurt you before?"

"That's not true..."

"Then has it hurt anyone else in the art building?"

"No, they can't see each other..."

Little Fatty's voice was as thin as a mosquito's buzz.

This made Wu Wang laugh in anger.

"BYD, then what are you afraid of?" he said with some disappointment.

This question made Little Fatty frown and ponder for nearly ten seconds, then he uncertainly replied: "I'm afraid of seeing his face? I don't know! I'm just afraid!"

Swish—

Just as the two were chatting enthusiastically, a blackboard eraser full of white powder flew towards them.

Wu Wang dodged it, and took a step to the left to avoid the light bulb that fell down due to disrepair.

The stride he took was slightly exaggerated.

It just happened to cross the puddle of paint wastewater on the ground that hadn't been mopped up.

"I've wanted to ask for a long time, Classmate Chu, isn't your skill a little too good! Have you practiced?" Li Yang couldn't help but complain.

This was already the 14th time Wu Wang had perfectly avoided something inexplicable appearing in the process of the three of them going from the first floor to the second floor.

Once or twice might be a coincidence.

But so many coincidences appearing in a short period of time.

It was obviously wrong.

An invisible hand was controlling everything.

It seemed that something would happen if Wu Wang got stained with color.

"I'm a sports student! Don't underestimate my foundation! Back then, my sliding tackle could take down a tiger!" Wu Wang said nonsense with a straight face.

The frequency of colored filth appearing was getting faster and faster, which instead proved that his direction was not wrong.

There must be something in that broadcasting room!

The closer he got, the more anxious the hidden ghost became.

"How about this, Little Fatty, I'll ask you a few questions, if you can answer them, then I won't force you to go upstairs," a look of wisdom flashed in Wu Wang's eyes.

"?"

The other party raised his head to look over.

It was obvious that he wanted to know what questions Wu Wang was planning to ask.

Wu Wang's expression became serious: "What do you think of Chen Nan?"

Little Fatty obviously didn't expect the other party's thinking to be so jumpy, suddenly asking about Chen Nan.

He explained in a somewhat flustered manner: "Sister Chen is of course good! Everyone likes her, she takes special care of me, if I could find a girlfriend like that in this lifetime I could laugh myself awake in my dreams, no, I mean that kind of liking between classmates, you know..."

"?"

Wu Wang suddenly understood.

He revealed an expression that said he understood everything.

In fact, he just wanted to encourage him to go upstairs now to solve this matter by depicting how Principal Wang would sooner or later harm the people around Little Fatty.

He didn't expect to trick him with a normal attack.

This Little Fatty must like Chen Nan.

That made it even easier to handle.

"I'm telling you, the guy on the third floor is the current principal of Gaoshan High School, he's planning to demolish the art building, everything you cherish is about to be reduced to ashes," Wu Wang stood up and said coldly: "Are you planning to sit and wait for the day Chen Nan disappears to arrive?"

"!"

As soon as these words came out, Little Fatty was stunned.

That monster was actually the principal!

If the principal wanted to demolish the art building.

Wouldn't that mean that Chen Nan's expectations, the wish that teachers and students would find them and come to rescue them after they disappeared...

Was just a pathetic fantasy?

"Either you come up with me now to find a way to escape the art building, or you let Chen Nan embrace that pathetic fantasy and wait to die in a gentle embrace," Wu Wang's tone was quite cold.

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the stairwell.

One step, two steps, three steps...

"I'm going!" Little Fatty gritted his teeth.

Although his legs were still trembling.

He still struggled to stand up, leaning against the wall.

Li Yang hoped to see Wu Wang's moved or approving and gratified expression from the side.

But as expected.

He only saw a treacherous smile of a conspiracy succeeding.

This bastard! The demolition must have been made up on the spot!

But he didn't expose Wu Wang's secret.

Since the other party wanted Little Fatty to go together so much, there must be his reasons.

They lined up again and continued to move slowly upwards.

Dong dong—buzz—

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Just as they stepped onto the third floor and hadn't started looking for the location of the broadcasting station, or even seen the corridor clearly.

The three of them suddenly felt their heart rate start to increase, even producing some tinnitus, their vision became blurred, and a strange murmur echoed in their minds.

Little Fatty and Li Yang almost knelt down on the spot.

[Mental Strength: 35—34]

Wu Wang's mental strength began to drop.

The speed wasn't very fast, still within the range he could accept.

It might be that he had some resistance to this kind of San-dropping mental pollution, after all, the master of the red vertical pupil on his wrist, the Abyss God, was the greatest mental pollution he had ever seen.

Just looking at it would cause distortion to the point of explosion, even now when Wu Wang thought about it, he felt his skin itching and wanting to grow tentacles.

Unspeakable, indescribable, unseeable.

"That's not right... the third floor wasn't like this before..." Little Fatty said, rubbing his head, his voice trembling.

In his impression, the source of the third floor's horror was only that fat principal monster, there had never been this kind of murmur pollution that would cause a headache as soon as you came up.

But the more it was like this, the more it seemed to prove that the situation Wu Wang said would happen.

Even if the principal didn't demolish the art building, just letting this strange situation develop, the art building would sooner or later have problems from the inside, polluting the classmates below who didn't know anything.

"The broadcasting room is at the end of the corridor!"

Li Yang helped Little Fatty up, and the two leaned on each other and slowly moved forward.

Wu Wang took the lead and walked in front.

Mental pollution? Come at me head-on!

But just as he walked halfway, he stopped again.

His expression was slightly playful: "Yo ho, not playing hide-and-seek with me anymore?"

He saw a figure standing in front of a wooden door at the end, the other party was facing away from him, revealing an angry roar, which sounded extremely familiar.

It was actually the ghost that had been trying to kill him in the building.

The figure was slightly bloated, and the surface was also wearing a black, completely unclear style of clothing, quite tattered, with many places broken into strips of cloth hanging on the body.

After it heard the sound, it slowly turned around.

But Wu Wang's playful expression froze.

There were two reasons for the freeze.

One was that he saw something familiar on the door blocked by the ghost—

A stick-figure red vertical pupil.

Damn it! Abyss God!

Obviously, the full of sense of disharmony tentacles that appeared in this copy, and the murmurs heard when going upstairs came from this.

Even Principal Wang was in this broadcasting room every night, presumably the source of his ridiculously strong power was also provided by the red vertical pupil.

That unspeakable existence, just the aura completely polluted this land, no wonder the [Bloodstained School Uniform] would guide him into this place.

"Abyss God Big Brother, are you still here doing MC shouting in the broadcasting room?" Wu Wang complained, looking at the mark on his wrist.

The second one... is hard to say.

"Little Fatty, I'm going to ask you something I should have asked a long time ago, it might be a little impolite to say it now," he turned around and said uncertainly.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Little Fatty frowned.

He felt like his head was about to split open, even if he covered his ears, those murmurs were constantly drilling into his brain, as if ants and insects were gnawing.

"What's your surname? Or rather, what's your full name?"

BYD dragged me to my death, but still doesn't know what my name is?

Although Little Fatty was dissatisfied in his heart.

He still truthfully replied:

"My surname is Wang, my full name is Wang Zhiyong."

After saying that, Little Fatty also froze in place.

Because he also happened to see the appearance of the bloated fierce ghost at the end of the corridor clearly.

That was the principal's face.

But even more youthful.

So young... that he looked exactly like himself.