This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 125 Blood
The temperature inside the teaching building was even lower than outside, but it had turned into a strange state. Lin Jue not only did not feel any discomfort, but felt very comfortable instead.

This time the makeup not only changed his appearance, but also changed his temperament. He no longer looked like a living person at all.

The first floor of this teaching building is for the first grade of junior high school. Perhaps because there are too many students sent here for training, the training school is divided into grades and teaches separately like a regular school.

The floor of the corridor was covered with thick blood scabs, and the walls were also covered with blood words. Among those creepy blood words, Lin Jue found a unique sentence.

[You must follow the rules of the game and hide yourself. Don't let them find you, otherwise...]

The word was not finished. The last stroke of the word "会" was very long, and the bloodstain extended for one or two meters. The person who wrote this sentence was dragged away when he was halfway through writing.

This sentence should have been written by a living person, who seemed to want to remind others.

"Game rules?" Lin Jue stared at the line of words: "Is this the kind of game where you could die at any moment?"

Just as he was thinking, a voice without any emotion suddenly came from behind him: "Who are you? You are not in the classroom during class time, what are you doing hiding here!"

Lin Jue turned his head and saw a slightly fat middle-aged man standing behind him. Apart from his pale face, the man looked no different from a living person.

This should be a teacher.

When he saw Lin Jue's face, the man's eyes showed obvious disappointment, which made Lin Jue feel confused.

Why was this guy so disappointed? It was like a cheetah hiding in the grass, thinking it had found its prey, only to find out it was its own kind.

Lin Jue remained calm on the surface and took out the application form: "I'm here to apply for the position of psychology teacher."

The teacher took the application form, looked at it for a while, and then looked at Lin Jue twice: "Come with me, I will take you to see the director."

Lin Jue followed him up the stairs. The teaching building had three floors, one floor for each grade. The top floor was for the third grade. After passing through the long corridor outside the classroom, the teacher's office was at the innermost floor.

There are four classrooms on the third floor. Lin Jue followed the teacher and looked into the classroom.

The first two classrooms were empty, with broken tables, chairs and benches scattered everywhere, and bloody handprints could be seen on the glass of the windows facing outside.

A bloody scene emerged in Lin Jue's mind. The students of this school were still attending classes normally, but the fog quietly enveloped them and terror descended.

The strange massacre was carried out wantonly on the campus. The students wailed and cried in despair, but could not escape the fate of death, leaving the last traces of despair in their lives on the windows.

When he walked to the third classroom, Lin Jue was shocked to find that there were students in this classroom.

There were more than forty desks and chairs in the classroom, but only half of them were occupied by students, all of whom were sitting in the middle area. They all had their heads drooped and were sitting in the dark.

There was also a female teacher on the podium, writing and drawing on the blackboard with a red chalk. The words were all illogical and distorted.

"Weirdness requires classes? What are they learning? Human anatomy or a hundred ways to eat a living person?"

Lin Jue withdrew his gaze. Such strange thoughts were indeed incomprehensible to ordinary people.

After passing the last classroom, the male teacher took Lin Jue to stop outside the door at the end of the corridor.

The sign on the wall reads "Dean's Office."

Arriving here, the male teacher's expression became obviously nervous, and he knocked on the door awkwardly: "Director Zheng, there is a guy who said he is here to apply for the position of psychology teacher. I brought him to you."

"Let him in." A female voice came from inside the house.

The male teacher gestured for Lin Jue to go in, then hurried away. He seemed very afraid of Director Zheng. This guy inside was definitely the scariest person in the building. It made sense, as many students weren't afraid of teachers or homeroom teachers, but rather the Dean of Studies. The Dean of Studies was a nightmare for many during their school days.

At least that was the case with Lin Jue's classmates when he was in school.

He pushed the door open, and a rotten smell entered his nose. The room was not as dark as he had imagined. Instead, there was a little light coming from a yellow candle on the desk.

There are human faces screaming silently on the candles, and it seems that the souls of living people are sealed inside the candles.

In the dim firelight, a figure was sitting behind the desk. It was a middle-aged woman with a fierce look on her face. It seemed that she would pull out a ruler from behind and hit the student's palm hard at any moment.

Because of his strange state, he couldn't use his true eyes and magic pupils, so Lin Jue couldn't see this guy's strength. However, judging from the male teacher's performance, Director Zheng's strength should be above level D.

"You're the one applying for the job?"

While Lin Jue was looking at the other person, the other person was also looking at him and pointed to the chair in front of the desk: "Sit down."

Lin Jue walked over, calmly removed the rotten hand from the chair, and handed over the application form: "Hello, Director Zheng, how about I introduce myself first?"

"Okay." Director Zheng nodded and played with a skeleton on the side.

The bones of the skeleton obviously came from different people. It was hard to imagine how many people Director Zheng had killed.

"My name is Zhou Yue. I'm a psychiatrist. I have my own unique research on mental health and have many successful cases. My patients speak highly of me, calling me a miracle doctor and vying to present me with banners..."

Lin Jue was talking at length, and was about to cite a few typical cases when Director Zheng interrupted him impatiently: "That's enough. Just a few simple words will do. There's no need to say so much."

"Talk about the salary you want."

Lin Jue really didn't know what the weird things were used for, so he could only throw this question to Director Zheng: "What kind of treatment does the school provide?"

"Two milliliters of blood a month, and three human hearts soaked in blood."

What the hell? Blood?

This was a term Lin Jue had never heard of before. Puzzlement appeared on his face. "Sorry, Director Zheng, I just woke up from the fog not long ago. I don't know what this murderous blood is."

"It's normal that you don't know. I dare say there is no such sacred thing anywhere else except our school." Director Zheng smiled strangely and took out a test tube from his clothes bag.

This test tube is not made of ordinary glass, but it flashes red light and looks like a strange weapon.

She seemed to be holding a priceless treasure and showing it to Lin Jue, but her face was full of vigilance, as if she was afraid that it would be snatched away.

Lin Jue leaned over and saw a test tube containing one milliliter of black blood. The black was different from the strange blood, it was purer, like a black hole, swallowing up all the light.

Moreover, he could feel an extremely terrifying resentment coming from the blood, as if it contained a purgatory.

"What a terrifying aura! Is this blood? It has absolutely nothing to do with holiness. What on earth could this thing have fallen from? How could a little bit of blood have such a terrifying aura?"

Lin Jue stared at the tube of murderous blood. The resentment in that tube was too shocking, far exceeding all the weirdness he had ever seen.

This time I entered the fog in a strange state, and it seemed that I was about to learn some incredible information.

(End of this chapter)