I'm stuck in a horror game for 100 years

Chapter 53 You can't hide the eyes of a man
Wang Genshuo, who was barely able to react, backed away abruptly!

At this time, the sinister laughter that didn't seem to belong to the kid at all came from Ino Jun's mouth with his head bowed.

Twisted, sharp, howling.

Several negative emotions emerged in Wang Genshuo's heart at the same time.

Obviously, Jun Ino's laughter has the effect of affecting the mind!

"I don't know how to be a teacher!"

"There are so many, I can't count them!"

"Count it!"

"You count!"

"Teacher! Count quickly!"

Ino Jun raised his eyes densely under the scalp, staring at Wang Genshuo who took a step back.

Those pale eyes seemed to carry the most desperate distortion in the world.

The brats in the audience burst out laughing.

But the voice was abnormally distorted.

The whole classroom suddenly seemed like a scene of hell.

And Wang Genshuo's frightened expression is the scene they enjoy the most.

[Your mental state has dropped! 】

[Your mental state continues to decline! 】

【Your mental state is too low! 】

The reminder of the horror game kept ringing in Wang Genshuo's ears.

But Jun Ino approached him more and more.

It seemed that in the next second, he was going to stick his eyes on Wang Genshuo's face!

Anyone knows.

If this ghost thing were to be posted, it would be a tragic scene.

It's better to just give up the mission!
And the spirit keeps dropping.

If it's over.

Then Wang Genshuo will directly become a lunatic!Completely sink into the horror world.

Become a strange creature without autonomous consciousness!

"Follow the main mission, stay awake, and use reality-based logic to face the weirdness!"

A critical moment of life and death.

Jiang Tong's words suddenly echoed in Wang Genshuo's ears.

Thinking of the concepts Mr. Jiang preached in the tutor class, Wang Genshuo gritted his teeth and braced himself mentally.

He slammed the spoon in his hand into the palm of Ino Jun's claws!

"Snapped!"

This blow was extremely crisp!

Directly stop Ino Jun's approach!
Similarly, the rampant laughter in the audience came to an abrupt end.

The whole classroom fell into an eerie silence.

"Let me count? If you really count, you will be fooled!"

Wang Genshuo stood up straight.

His face was grim.

I recalled how the teacher I met in elementary school, the head teacher nicknamed the 'big devil', treated the students.

Wang Genshuo went straight to Jun Ino.

shouted loudly.

"Can't count, right! Go back and stand!"

These words seemed to have magical powers. After hearing all the little devils in the audience, they shrank suddenly.

And Jun Ino raised his head slowly.

The whole person is a little stiff.

Even the red and swollen hand was forgotten to take back.

[Your harsh teaching made Ino Shun fearful and brought back some kind of memory, he gave in to you]

It seemed to be responding to a horror prompt.

With tears in his eyes, Ino Jun silently covered his scalp, covering those densely packed eyes, and walked towards the back of the classroom.

"Take your books, too! Stand up straight!"

Wang Genshuo's arrogant words made the whole classroom depressed again.

Ino Jun tremblingly walked to his seat, picked up the book, and stood up straight against the wall.

"Sure enough! As long as you follow your heart and be a normal teacher, then even weird students will be afraid!"

"Teacher Jiang's philosophy is simple, a genius among geniuses!"

Wang Keunshuo seems to have found his confidence.

Loudly.

"Next! Momoko Erika!"

……

"Finally finished watching!"

After scoring the last kid, Jiang Tong finally received the notification that the main task was completed.

And the follow-up change is to let him announce the dismissal of get out of class and return to the office.

It seems the class is over.

But Jiang Tong knew.

This substitute class belongs to me.

It's far from over!
Because my own scoring just now has filled the little brats in the audience with resentment.

Jiang Tong could clearly feel it.

They looked at him with killing intent in their eyes.

"You can't hide the eyes of someone who wants to kill himself."

"Probably so."

"Just right."

Jiang Tong stood up.

Following his actions, the little ghosts in the audience shook.

I don't know what this hateful substitute teacher will do if he doesn't leave.

"Why, the students don't seem to be very satisfied with my rating?"

The understatement echoed throughout the classroom.

Even though the eyes of these students who were not satisfied with their grades were full of hatred, no matter what, none of them dared to show up.

The tyrannical aura that Jiang Tong revealed before was too terrifying.

Suppressing them unable to breathe.

Although they are weird creatures, they still have basic brains.

However, the black silk thread under those feet became even thicker.

Jiang Tong glanced around with cold eyes.

In the end, it was fixed on the face of the girl with weird appearance.

The corners of his mouth parted.

"Since you have no other opinions, get the hell out!"

"And you, come here! Take away the dead mouse from the podium!"

Hearing Jiang Tong's roar, the little ghosts in the audience immediately got up and hurriedly rushed towards the classroom door, and Jiang Tong pointed to the students in the front row.

Even more disheartened, he took the dead mouse out together.

"You, stay!"

Seeing that the kid in the classroom had almost left, Jiang Tong deliberately kept that strange-looking girl behind.

He had already noticed.

When revealing the ability of blood clothes before.

It is obvious that there is a faint ghost in this classroom, hidden in the musty smell.

I didn't do this before.

It was the same situation when I saw Shen Meihong in the principal's office.

It seems that it has something to do with Xuenv's ability to make the blood clothes grow.

Jiang Tong's perception of the ghost's breath was far more acute than before.

But on the system panel, it was not clearly written.

But this is a good thing, Jiang Tong naturally won't mind.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

The weird-looking little girl was left alone, staring straight at Jiang Tong, as if she was not afraid at all, completely different from those little devils.

"What's your name?"

Jiang Tong sat down on the desks in the first row in a leisurely manner.

What he held in his hand was the roster placed in the drawer of the podium.

It records the name of every student in Class [-], Grade [-].

When reviewing the composition just now.

Jiang Tong has already remembered everyone's names in his mind.

"Old...teacher, teacher, my name is Hua...Zun."

Hearing Jiang Tong suddenly ask for his name.

The girl suddenly stuttered.

Jiang Tong's eyes narrowed slightly, scarlet like the color of blood blooming, dyeing the pitch-black eyes brilliantly.

"Flower bottle."

Obviously.

This girl, not a human being, nor any of the brats on the roster.

She is extra.

(End of this chapter)