Chapter 2 Class 0804

  District 1, Building 13, Floor 3, Classroom 0804.

  Until Yin Kuang sat on a desk with his name burned into it by flames, his head was still in a daze. He didn't even know how he got from that huge "playground" to this classroom.

  "Horror High School... Horror High School..."

  There seems to be some vague and chaotic consciousness in my mind, all of which are related to this "Horror High School" I am in. The threads of consciousness are tangled together, no matter how hard I try to sort them out, but the four words "Horror High School" keep flying back and forth in the empty space of my mind like flames.

  "Hey!"

  Yin Kuang was suddenly pulled back by a loud shout and woke up with a start. "Is that you?"

  The person who woke up Yin Kuang was actually the handsome young man who first spoke to Yin Kuang on the playground.

  "What a coincidence! I didn't expect us to be in the same class. Let's get acquainted, my surname is Lei, Lei Shuangmu. The 'Shuang' from frost and snow, the 'Mu' from wind and rain."

  "Hello." Yin Kuang shook hands with him, "I'm Yin Kuang, the Kuang of carefree and joyful spirit." After introducing themselves, Yin Kuang curiously asked: "You don't seem to be nervous or afraid at all?"

  Yin Kuang glanced around the classroom, seeing that everyone was nervous and anxious, some even pale-faced, sobbing and crying. Of course, there were a few who were mentally strong, but someone like Li Shuang, who was so optimistic and sunny, was indeed a bit of an outlier.

  "Why be nervous and afraid?" asked Li Xue, smiling.

  "This...". Yin Kuang couldn't answer, "Shouldn't we be afraid? Suddenly coming to this strange place?"

  Li Frost smiled wryly and shook his head, "But what's the use of fear or tension? In any case, we're already here, aren't we?" He seemed to recall something and said faintly, "Always keeping a clear and calm mind is the course I've been training for."

  Li Xiang's seemingly sunny and optimistic demeanor appears to be hiding untold experiences. The maturity, wisdom, and subtle melancholy she now displays has left Yin Kuang in awe, "She's a person with stories..."

  Yin Kuang nodded and said: "You're right. Since we've come, let's make ourselves at home."

  As they chatted, and under the influence of Li Shuang's words, Yin Kuang's unease in his heart gradually dissipated.

  Gradually, several more people around them also joined the conversation of the two, using various languages to disperse their attention and dispel the many negative emotions in their hearts.

  "My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Ning. Alas, I was originally going to university with great enthusiasm, but didn't expect that when I went downstairs, I suddenly fell down for some reason... Then, everything went black, and I ended up here..." The person in front of Yin Kuang turned around and said.

  Wang Ning was as gentle as his name suggested, with a slender appearance and wearing a pair of thin-framed glasses. However, the fear in his eyes couldn't be hidden even by the lenses.

  "Who says it's not? It's really been a bad luck for eight lifetimes. Is it easy to get into a second-tier university? Now, I'm in a good situation, coming to this ghost place... Alas, I don't know how my parents will react when they find out I'm missing, they'll be worried to death. By the way, my name is Wei Min, the people's Min."

  Wei Ming had a robust and tall figure, with a buzz cut, a hard facial features, and a faint scar on his left cheek, suggesting that he was once a tough guy.

  "You're saying... is this a kidnapping?"

  A soft and gentle voice inserted, everyone looked over, and their eyes lit up involuntarily. It was a petite girl with big eyes, an egg-shaped face, snow-white skin, bright eyes, and white teeth, looking pure and moving. Especially at this moment, her shy and timid appearance was really endearing, making people want to hold her in their arms and comfort her with sweet words.

  The girl was obviously getting more and more frightened by the eyes of the crowd, slightly shrinking back like a startled little rabbit.

  Li Feng was not particularly affected by her pure charm, only slightly surprised. He analyzed: "It shouldn't be a kidnapping. From the very beginning, everything that happened has far exceeded our imagination and cognition, such as suddenly coming here, the eerie text on the notice, and the chaotic consciousness in my mind. Everything seems like a supernatural story. If the kidnappers have such powerful means, they wouldn't need to rely on kidnapping to make money."

  Yin Kuang agreed, "Besides, I'm just a poor devil. If it's really a kidnapping, they definitely wouldn't kidnap me, only an idiot would do that."

  Li Shuang's and Yin Kuang's words comforted the timid girl, "But... what exactly happened?"

  Just as Yin Kuang was about to say "we don't know either", a sudden angry roar echoed through the empty classroom. Then came the sound of desks and chairs crashing together.

  "Damn it! Say that again!!"

  All I saw was a big boy with his sleeves rolled up, looking ferocious and holding a stool, pointing at a pale-faced but good-looking boy on the ground and shouting. It seemed that if the boy on the ground didn't give him an explanation, he would really hit him with the stool and crack open his skull.

  The pale-faced, cold-eyed boy wiped the fresh blood from his mouth and spat out a wad of phlegm. "Say it then. You Du Fang are just trash! No money, no power, humph, Norman is following you, what can you give him? You can't even take care of yourself, why drag Norman down with you to suffer together? Sooner or later, she'll be taken away by some fat and wealthy man to be a mistress, living a miserable life. But I'm different..."

  "Zhang Yaozong, I...I'm going to kill you!!" The big boy Du Fang's ferocity was fully exposed as he slammed down the stool he had raised high. This one slam sealed his fate, and he really died. So, that pale-faced boy also retreated in terror.

  However, the stool was ultimately not smashed.

  A white shadow suddenly darted out from one side, hugging Du Fang's waist and knocking him open, saving the pale-faced boy Zhang Yaozong's life.

  This white shadow is precisely Li Shuangyu.

  "What are you doing? Get out! Mind your own business, or I'll kill you!" The man was clearly consumed by rage, like a mad dog biting anyone he saw.

  Li Shuang stood between the two, her face cold and frosty. "I don't want to get involved in your personal affairs. But now we're all in the same class. Before things are clear, I don't want any more trouble. This is no longer just about the two of you; it's about the thirty classmates in our class."

  That's right, this class, in this empty classroom, has thirty students, all boys and girls around twenty years old.

  Everyone thought so when Li Feng said this.

  "That's right! Even if there are deep-seated grudges, now is not the time to resolve them."

  "It's just... who knows what other supernatural things will happen next. Don't drag us into it."

  "Is it because of a woman? You're yelling and screaming, is it that serious?"

  Everyone you one word I one word, the furious Du Fang also became a little more rational, slammed the stool in his hand and returned to his seat.

  Yin Kuang helped to pick up the overturned tables and chairs on the ground. But unexpectedly, Zhang Yaozong, who was pale-faced, rushed over to grab the table and said coldly: "No need for your hypocritical help. I can clean it up myself."

  Yin Kai shrugged and laughed awkwardly, then sat back down at his own desk.

  Just then, the teacher's door, which had been closed all along, was suddenly opened - no, or rather, kicked open! It was kicked open very roughly and violently, making a loud "bang" sound that shocked everyone in the classroom.