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Gojo Satoru originally planned to take Sakai Natsuki directly to the Academic Affairs Office, but he found that the first office around the corner was actually the principal's office.

The bright golden doorplate shone in the dark night, and its pure color declared its authenticity.

It suddenly occurred to him that during the game, they seemed to have almost forgotten the principal, because all the bad things seemed to be pushed on Li Desen, the dean of academic affairs.

He frowned slightly, pulled Sakai Natsuki to stop: "Tsuki-chan, let's go to the principal's office."

Sakai Natsuki, who didn't care about the sequence, agreed to this arrangement.

The door of the principal's office was not locked, or even closed, it was just covered in vain, leaving a small gap.Sakai Natsuki was so unprepared when she opened the door that she almost lost the ability to speak when the room was illuminated by the flashlight.

The strong light makes all the darkness invisible, and the dust flying under the light particles is so weak that it cannot cover the image of death.The gorgeous office is piled up with gold and red to create luxurious luxury, and the blood all over the floor is its most unmatched but also the most perfect vassal.

The corpses piled up in the corners were sickly pale, and the bright red on the uniforms was particularly dazzling under the strong contrast.Various forms of death were presented before her eyes in unimaginable ways. Although the dug up intestines, the exposed wrinkled brain, and the scattered heart full of blood vessels still looked fresh, they had already begun to develop. Smelly.

The only constant is that they all have their eyes open.

The warm and quiet lake-green eyes are like cold glass due to the loss of highlights, and the dull inorganic eyeballs seem to contain endless malice.

Sakai Natsuki glanced at the bodies that would never move again, and the most horrifying thing that made her feel unfolded in a straightforward manner——

The dead body that was riddled with holes like rotten meat on the ground had exactly the same face as hers.In other words, they are all "Nazuki Sakai".

The nerves in his temples twitched constantly because of the rotten smell and the disgusting image, and goosebumps rushed from his lower back to his whole body when his brain resumed functioning.

Gojo Satoru also felt uncomfortable.

No matter how much he likes Sakai Natsuki, the pictures of her densely stacked together can't make him feel any sense of beauty.What's more, they look like broken dolls or puppets who have been deprived of their souls, which makes the already strong visual impact even more disgusting.

Gojo Satoru subconsciously spat out dirty words in the mix of horror and shock, he covered the brows and eyes of the blonde girl with his hands, gritted his teeth with a gloomy expression.

But she pulled her hand down, her expressionless face looked tense and depressed.

Gojo Satoru wanted to say something to comfort the girl who seemed even weirder because of her calmness, but he opened and closed his lips several times, but in the end he couldn't think of what to say.

Under this contradiction, Toru Amuro and Xia Youjie behind them followed up.

The question from his friend made Gojo Satoru make room for him in silence, and then the same dead silence as before permeated the crowded doorway.

The tragic scene made it very difficult to express comfort.This is not a trivial matter that can be easily taken away with a sentence or two of "you are not the one who died". None of them can truly empathize with Sakai Nazuki, experience her panic or suffocation at the moment, and bear the persecution of death for her.

Sakai Nazuki obviously also knew that this weird and gloomy atmosphere was caused by her. She pursed her lips and calmly turned her head to everyone: "How many people have I split? There are at least a dozen corpses here." gone."

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie, who had never met a few normal people, certainly didn't know much about these mental illnesses. They all set their sights on Toru Amuro, who seemed to be reliable, and hoped that he could say something.

Toru Amuro, who was stared at by everyone, felt a little confused. He recalled the relevant knowledge, and his tone was a little hesitant: "Split personality is also called dissociative identity disorder. The prevalence rate of this disease is only about 2%, so I also Haven't really seen it."

"Although it seems that there are more than a dozen personalities is a relatively common situation, but this is only the amount of a room. Counting the three of us, the one that was killed just now, and the corpses that may exist in other places, the number of splits seems to be more than 20 or more."

Amuro looked into the girl's quiet eyes, and gave his own judgment: "Personally, I think it's unlikely."

"Then why are there so many corpses exactly like Yue-chan?" Gojo Wu frowned puzzled, glanced thoughtfully at the horrific scene, "Could it be that those guys are constantly refreshing? Dead One refreshes one after another, so it keeps increasing?"

Unexplainable confusion filled everyone's minds, and Sakai Natsuki, who couldn't think of an answer, didn't want to waste any more time.She didn't say what it was that was entangled in the dead, and stepped into the principal's office ignoring the horrible dead bodies.

When he shifted his gaze from the scene on the ground to the wall, Sakai Naizuki realized that there were several huge photos hanging on the wall on the left side of the luxurious desk.

She casually dragged a man to the wall and borrowed his flashlight to look at those pictures, squinting her eyes and muttering to herself, "I'm going to forget that there is him here too."

Standing in the front row in the group photo of all the teachers is the teaching director Arthur Lidson and the blond man beside him. Sakai Natsuki looked at the familiar face because he had seen it many times, and his name popped up in his brain conditioned reflex —Martin.

Other than that, the others are almost all kinds of awards from Durling School, and there are some photos of Martin meeting successful people.The sincere smile on his face and the expensive outfit all over his body formed a great contrast in silence.

"Who are you talking about?"

Natsuki Sakai, who is well versed in routines, was about to complete the character design of Martin, an NPC, when a voice in her ear interrupted her imagination.She turned her head to look at the young man beside her, and suddenly realized that it was Xia Youjie who was dragged by her to be a lighting tool.

The black gemstone earrings shone finely on his slightly thick earlobe.

The idea of ​​wanting to touch it rose in Sakai Natsuki's mind inappropriately, she belatedly let go of the hand that had been holding his arm, and rubbed her fingertips unconsciously: "Martin, An old passerby."

In order to explain better, Sakai Naizuki pointed to the foreign man in the photo who looked about 60 years old with deep facial features and three-dimensional features, and looked up into Xia Youjie's eyes: "That's him, he appeared in several copies, but he also They're all dead."

"He was also Martin who was killed at the baptism on the island, you should still have the impression?"

After finishing speaking, Sakai Natsuki realized that it seemed that he shouldn't bring up the copy of Haidao with Xia Youjie's ending again, but at this moment, the black-haired boy seemed extraordinarily calm.She looked at Xia Youjie's expression with guilt and embarrassment, unable to figure out what he was thinking.

Xia Youjie nodded lightly: "It is indeed him."

The old man who was killed due to illness at the baptism had the same face as the man in a suit in the photo. Xia Youjie found the corresponding memory in his mind without any effort, but his mood was completely different from that at that time.He didn't say much, and when he was about to turn around and leave, someone squeezed over from behind him.

"Yo, isn't this our zombie father?" Gojo Satoru hooked his friend's neck, and pointed at the photo with his hand, "He also came here to play tricks?"

Toru Amuro, who was rummaging in other places, found that everyone was gathered next to the photo, and walked over curiously to have a look: "Oh, Dean."

In fact, Martin and Li Desen had appeared together in the photos on the official website before, but at that time everyone's attention was on the director, ignoring this somewhat familiar npc.

But after frequently mentioning that he had appeared in various dungeons, Xia Youjie suddenly felt a little strange.He turned his head to look for Sakai Natsuki, and all he could see was Gojo Satoru's magnified, arrogant and smelly face.

Xia Youjie squinted his eyes and had to take a few steps outside: "Is this Martin a human too?"

"No," Sakai Natsuki still knows some people who work in the system like her, but most of the time they don't appear in the same copy, "This is data, it's just reused. "

"Although I don't know why, Martin's appearance frequency is indeed the highest."

After receiving the reply, Xia Youjie nodded noncommittally. He looked around, focusing on the dead body in the corner: "Then where is he now? Why can't he see anyone else?"

Gojo Satoru let go of the hand on the black-haired boy's neck, and walked towards the desk without interest: "Die, otherwise he should be in the office too."

Natsuki Sakai, who was rarely in sync with the white-haired boy's thinking, was quite moved. She didn't look at the framed photos, and walked to the desk together.

It was a very spacious table, and the thick wood did not get moldy even in such a harsh environment.Natsuki Sakai tried to turn on Martin's computer, but the unresponsive host button made her give up the idea.

The only things that can be seen are the desktop and the information in the drawer.Originally, Natsuki Sakai thought that she would see some school-related information here, but in fact, when she actually read the text, she realized that the content had nothing to do with teaching.

"I saw it just now," Toru Amuro walked to the blonde girl in a timely manner, with a cold expression, "This guy has received a lot of money, and he has made a prosperous investment career with the aura of the principal of a prestigious school."

Relying on the super high enrollment rate to attract wave after wave of sponsorship, and then go to various places to preach their teaching philosophy and policy for a fee, and even want to open a branch school with a big appetite.

Martin was as cold-blooded and ruthless as if he used the school as a tool to grab wealth. Those who were fooled by him had no idea what kind of hell was hidden behind the Delin School.

There are always many settings in horror games that deliberately exaggerate and magnify people's evil thoughts and madness, but the background of the story is mostly a closed village or an abnormal place.

Natsuki Sakai found it hard to understand Martin's unscrupulous arrogance under the modern society and high attention. She stared at Toru Amuro's purple eyes and frowned slightly: "Isn't he afraid of being reported? So many people died. "

The blond girl still had a pale face with an innocence that was ignorant of the world, or completely derailed from today's society. Thinking of what happened to her, Toru Amuro paused for a few seconds before she was about to say: "No one will report it."

The boy's subtle look made Sakai Natsuki finally realize that he asked a rather stupid question.

All the higher-ups above the teacher are all vested interests, and they will not and cannot overthrow their jobs.In order to protect themselves, the teacher who turned a blind eye to the perverted behavior and the extremely self-interested student became the executioner who really pushed the matter to an irreparable situation amidst the evil argument.

Everyone in the school from top to bottom has committed unforgivable crimes, so they keep silent about all this, and work together to pull more and more newcomers into the abyss with them.

This is the once incomparably beautiful Delin School. Its sudden collapse did not reveal the truth. Instead, it was buried deeper into the core of the earth that would never be touched by the falling apart rubble.

So is she really out?Did she go crazy as soon as she got out?

Sakai Natsuki was at a loss.

The author says:

Enlightenment: If I plant a month of sauce now, then I can harvest a month of sauce later...

Nazuki: Shut up, I can't plant it!

感谢在2022-03-0518:00:00~2022-03-0617:29:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Menghui Wenxue 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Crazy Crazy Crazy Re; 2 bottles of Four Claw White;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?