Strange Game Designer Chapter 192

Chapter 192 It's not up to anyone at all

"headmaster!"

All the big ghosts and students in the college saw Yan Xizhi. On the ruins of the school that was ravaged by heavy rain, the old man stood on the edge of the shadow world.

The students infected with phobia seemed to be touched by something, and everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of Yan Xizhi.

The campus has been turned into ruins, all the buildings have collapsed, and the children have been affected by the disease. They are frightened, crying and want to escape from this place, which once brought warmth to most orphans and disabled children in Hanhai.

When did it start to become like this? Who hurt my children?

The rain washed away the mud, and the old man tried to straighten her back. No matter what hardship she suffered, she could not knock her down. Her eyes were like stars, shining brightly in the turbid rainy night.

"Don't be afraid because life is difficult, don't be afraid because you have been hurt. The teacher is here, and the teacher will accompany you. Whether you are on the road at night without light, or underground surrounded by shadows, the teacher will never leave you. This is This is what I promised you when you entered school."

Every time Yan Xizhi said a word, her body would become blurry, and the shadow world was eating away at her, unwilling to let her go.

"I have done so much, but in the end this old lady took the blame. I am responsible for all the bad things. Is this the script that fate has arranged for me?" Situ An smiled even more ferociously: "I must accept this bad fate. Get out!"

The person who was dragged out of the shadow by Yan Xizhi had invisible thin lines floating around his body. They seemed to be the destiny of every child.

There is some kind of special power in what she said. Even if all the houses of resentment on campus are destroyed and the death realm collapses, as long as she is here, Hendricks Private College will still be there.

There was a roar. Even if his ability declined, the red raincoat easily tore open the art teacher's chest and threw away the skin with her face painted on it.

Hong Yuyi also realized something was wrong. Blood rain fell from the sky feebly. The blood on the ground seeped down and was absorbed by the shadow world. She seemed to be targeted by everything in the city, and her existence seemed to be a mistake.

Seeing the resonance between Yan Xizhi and everyone on campus, and feeling the murderous intention of the old principal, Situ An slowly lowered his hand covering the wound, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "You did the most terrible thing before. You, like me, chose to kill what you didn't want to do! Yan Xizhi, do you agree with me? "

A **** dog jumped out of the shadows behind Situ An, and goosebumps appeared on the back of his neck.

"I don't understand the beauty you are talking about. I only know that the beauty you envision does not exist at all. The logic of how this world works is very simple. If you feel the beauty, then someone must feel the pain. You enjoy the relaxation and happiness, Then there will be people who are tired and bored. Vanity, comparison, jealousy, as long as there is one person in the crowd who has malice in his heart, it will be difficult for the whole crowd to have complete happiness. "The person Situ An hates the most is Yan Xizhi, and he has countless ways. Yan Xizhi can be killed, but Yan Xizhi's soul can never be changed.

"It's so beautiful." No one thought that Xia Yang would be the first to make a move on Hong Yi. He drew the appearance of the red raincoat on the art teacher's body without restraint, and then wanted to hug Hong Yi's arms through the painting. , listen to Hong Yi's heartbeat.

The sick teacher Xia ignited the flames of killing. Hong Yuyi, who was targeted by the rules, instantly appeared in front of the art teacher. When she was about to cut off the art teacher's skin, the thread of fate entangled the art teacher and Hong Yuyi, and both sides seemed to be affected. Due to a trick of fate, all of Hong Yuyi's abilities are declining, and the aura of the art teacher is also fluctuating.

The rule of forcing others to obey by death did not burst out with any special power, but only brought death; Yan Xizhi did not threaten a student with violence, but most students chose her on their own initiative.

Situ An's reaction was already very quick, but it was still a step slower than Gao Ming's.

Except for Yan Xizhi, no big ghost in Hande Private Academy dared to challenge the complete red raincoat. At this time, only she and the students around her were walking towards the red raincoat.

The school has collapsed, but the fate of all students has converged on Yan Xizhi, and the power that exists and exists subtly affects everyone.

The red raincoat felt threatened, and the blood rain was weakening. In fact, not only the blood rain, but also the dark clouds and night sky seemed to be darker.

"Yes, you're right." Yan Xizhi walked forward in the rain. She couldn't walk. Those people would take the initiative to approach, and there was a path for every step she took.

Her blood-red heart is beating, and her coat is dyed crimson with obsession. Even if she is abandoned and targeted by the whole city, she will not have any fear. This is the red dress.

Hong Yuyi launched an attack on the art teacher, and Situ An immediately followed. He could only ensure safety by staying within a certain range of Hong Yi.

"Yeah, so I understand now that I can't let everyone have beauty. I only need to let people who are willing to believe in beauty have beauty." All Yan Xizhi's abilities have nothing to do with killing, but Now she wants to kill someone.

Death cannot make them leave, and time cannot make them dissipate. From the moment they appear, they are fighting against the arranged fate.

Behind the red raincoat, Situ An's face was a little distorted. Every time he saw Yan Xizhi, it was as if he had encountered a mirror. This mirror clearly reflected his filth and ugliness, subverting all his understanding of the world and people.

"Every move is so perfect. Being killed by you is like a gift. I will draw you in my soul." Xia Yang's voice was a little sick. He had not been so happy for a long time.

The old man did not speak. After problems with the school rules and Situ An's rules appeared one after another, the people who formed the cornerstone of the school and some students gathered around the old man.

Scarlet eyes stared at Yan Xizhi, and there was only violence in the red raincoat's eyes. The red coat represents the ultimate emotion and the deepest obsession of the human heart. The most fundamental reason for their existence is because they are unwilling to let go!

With his pupils narrowed, Situ An stared at Yan Xizhi. He knew that the city of Hanhai could cultivate the most special kind of ghosts. They could make rules and use something invisible but real to complete the killing.

All the threads of fate are intertwined around the old principal. Her words and body gradually change, and it seems that she will be able to do whatever she is willing to do.

Looking back, Situ An found that there was a human face in the big dog's mouth. He could never forget the expression of that face. Just being looked at by him made him shudder!

The old principal has a very special ability. On weekdays, she will go to the auditorium to teach and help students cleanse their souls. This ability does not need to be used deliberately. As long as it is close to the heart, it will feel peaceful. Even the big dog who has suffered extreme trauma in his heart Everyone likes to stay by her side.

The ordinary ghosts and monsters in Hanhai are far inferior to those in other cities. Only after taking that final step will a qualitative change occur. If the future Hanhai is compared to a super-large ghost game, then the ghost who takes the last step will become the rule maker of this game, and each of them will affect the future.

"You think what I said is right?" The surprise in Situ An's eyes was no less than when he saw the flesh-and-blood giant tree appearing in the auditorium: "You actually agree with me?"

"Handel Scholarly Academy is more than just a school. Situ An will never understand that for those orphans and abandoned babies, this is their childhood and the first memory of their lives, hiding their fantasies and inklings about home. Unadulterated goodness.”

“Gaoming?”

Blood overflowed from the depths of his eyes, and Gao Ming, who was hiding in the big dog's body, rushed towards Situ An with all the memories of death in his heart!

He grabbed Situ An's neck like a wild beast. The real touch from his fingertips made Gao Ming seem to have traveled through the torrent of time and firmly grasped his own destiny for the first time!

(End of this chapter)

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