“Why did a wretch like you get into it?”
“Luckily, this Script Killing worked just as that old man said it would. Otherwise, you really would have succeeded. Don’t think we didn’t know about your little schemes.”
It turned out it wasn’t triggered by accident, but premeditated.
Ye Qiu’s voice rang in her ear again: “Don’t you know how to attack his weakest spot?”
If she weren’t afraid of dying too quickly, Yue Yiyue would have attacked already.
“Be bold. Give it a try. See if I’m useful, then decide if the deal is worth it, okay?”
Ye Qiu tempted her: “Try it. I’m right beside you.”
Yue Yiyue ignored her. She wouldn’t pin her hopes on someone she had just met.
“But you’re already about to die. What kind of death do you want to choose?” Zhao Heyi stepped forward, standing smugly before Yue Yiyue as if he controlled her fate: “I’ll skin you and rip out your tendons, just like I did to Wang Yong.”
“Speaking of which, do you know why I killed him first?” Thinking of it made Zhao Heyi laugh: “That guy was a wretch too. He dared to fantasize about Nanqiu behind her back.”
“Someone as wonderful as Nanqiu—her name coming out of his filthy mouth made me sick. The moment I got his name plaque, I couldn’t hold back and used a little force.”
“It was… even better than I imagined.” He sighed.
“And that Wang Xiaoyan, even after coming this far, she regretted it.”
“She wanted to tell you all the truth, but there was no helping it. I had to send her off just like that.”
“She was too cunning, though. She almost found you.”
“But luckily, that foolish class monitor drew you away. He kind of deserved to die for that—not entirely useless.”
……
“So what?”
“Don’t you all want to get into C University?”
“Or were you just paying lip service to going to the same school as Gu Nanqiu while slacking off?”
With those words, Zhao Heyi was instantly enraged. He couldn’t understand why, at a time like this, Yue Yiyue wasn’t bawling and begging him for mercy like the others.
Did she think she was hot stuff?
Or did she simply not care since she was going to die anyway?
Zhang Yang looked at Yue Yiyue’s utterly fearless expression and clicked her tongue. “Let’s get started. Swap her name plaque to Bully and finish her off. There’s also Fan Ning—she’s clinging like glue.”
So that was it…
After all that, it was this method.
She suddenly let out a bizarre, meaningless laugh.
Zhang Yang heard the sound and looked puzzled at Yue Yiyue sitting on the ground. Had she gone mad?
“Are you so sure you won’t be next?” Yue Yiyue’s calm voice echoed in the toilet: “Zhao Heyi’s goal is to monopolize it all.”
“Guess if he’ll burn the bridge after crossing the river?”
Zhang Yang glanced at Zhao Heyi, slumped there like a pile of mud. It seemed Yue Yiyue still didn’t know some things.
Yue Yiyue straightened her school uniform and turned to Zhao Heyi: “You’re all Bullies, right? Your Rules prevent you from killing each other directly?”
“But you can use external objects.”
She stepped forward slowly. Zhang Yang instinctively retreated a step—her intuition told her this Yue Yiyue was somehow different now.
“Oh, right—I still have the Bystander Card. And there’s no real Bully victim here, so you can’t kill me directly.”
With a loud bang, the brick smashed into Zhao Heyi’s head. Crimson blood gushed out, and he toppled pathetically to the ground.
“All that talk, and only the last sentence was useful.” Yue Yiyue commented.
Expressionless, she loosened her joints. Soon, the sound of the brick brutally smashing into a face filled the toilet, accompanied by the crack of something breaking.
The agony shattered Zhao Heyi’s composure. Bloodstains lingered on his face—probably a nosebleed.
Yue Yiyue calmly appreciated the sight: “This place is beyond the law’s reach, so what I’m doing isn’t illegal. As long as I don’t kill you, you’ll be fine once we’re out.”
Pointing, she spotted the Corpse Spots under Zhao Heyi’s sweater. It looked like he had been dead for a while. She wondered curiously why he could still live like a normal person.
At that, Yue Yiyue chuckled lightly: “The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. You idiot wouldn’t be unaware of that principle, would you?”
“You’ll all die at the hands of this place’s true master.”
“Because of your stupidity, you’ve brought endless trouble to Gu Nanqiu. Hypocritical and ignorant.”
Wang Xiaoyan had already given Yue Yiyue the answers. She didn’t need to analyze how Zhao Heyi died or what he was.
One brick would do.
If not, two bricks.
If they really had the power to kill casually here, she would have been dead long ago. Why listen to all this nonsense?
Yue Yiyue sidestepped Zhang Yang’s feeble attack and smashed her with the brick: “Looks like your head isn’t too clear either.”
With that, she’d dealt with them. Yue Yiyue looked at the two lying on the ground like corpses and felt there might still be a trap waiting for her.
Confirming Zhang Yang was still breathing, Yue Yiyue tidied herself up, grabbed the brick, and prepared to head back.
The moment she opened the door, a figure blocked her path.
The woman was exceptionally tall—Yue Yiyue had to crane her neck to see her face.
The Silver Badge on her chest revealed her identity: the Moral Education Director.
She glanced at the seemingly well-behaved student: “I’ve heard there have been several vicious bullying incidents here lately.”
With that, she bent down and sniffed at Yue Yiyue.
“A Bystander, huh.”
She stepped into the toilet.
Seeing the scene inside, she paused, as if spotting something interesting.
She went over and sniffed each one, confirming the marks were correct.
“You seem to have found the loophole here. Your Game experience might double because of it.” The Moral Education Director approached and looked down at the unremarkable girl: “How about hearing a story?”
Without waiting for Yue Yiyue to respond, the woman began speaking leisurely.
There was once a school with high admission rates and strict management—weekly quizzes, Monthly Exams, midterms, finals.
Some students, overwhelmed by pressure, started seeking fun on campus.
It began with minor pranks; teachers turned a blind eye.
Gradually, it escalated into vicious incidents.
The perpetrators’ families used money to settle everything.
This led others to follow suit.
Eventually, under some people’s indulgence, a monster was nurtured here. On a peaceful afternoon, it polluted the entire school, turning it into its playground.
Slowly, this place became a massive Pollutant output center.
It caused more deaths so its master could absorb malice, grow stronger, draw closer to the one above—and ideally, replace It.
At this point, the Moral Education Director paused and scrutinized the student before her.
She had heard about this from the Convenience Store Boss and started observing her.
Yue Yiyue wisely followed up: “So, your existence is to balance the School’s Rules, giving surviving students a slim chance?”
“There are no surviving students.” The Moral Education Director let out a low chuckle: “We’re all just her playthings. Once she tires of us, she discards us for a new batch.”
“The monster’s been getting more active lately. In less than a week, this place will completely collapse, and she’ll lure the next person to start a new Game.”
Seeing Yue Yiyue’s face fall, the woman patted her shoulder, signaling her to hear the rest.
“Will you become the overseer and have your little friend Nanqiu exorcise us? That way, you can return to your world, and we can end this absurd game. A win-win.”
Yue Yiyue looked at the Moral Education Director: “No lies?”
“We’ve destroyed and rebuilt this place time and again, only to destroy it again. I’m tired too. If not for the Creator’s mercy, I’d have been assimilated long ago and sent out to pollute and kill more.”
Under the twilight, pitch-black wings seemed to unfurl behind the Moral Education Director.
Just like the antithesis of that pigeon.
“Your little classmate is quite delicious. I was drawn to her two or three times myself.”
“But I already have a family—and a daughter your age.” Her expression softened at the mention of her daughter: “I was supposed to go home that day to celebrate her birthday with her.”
“How about bringing her a gift when the time comes?”
