The whole class is dead? NPC awakens and starts killing people

In the army, Yezi and her friends see psychologists the most frequently.

I also heard why Yezi and the others wanted to see a psychiatrist.

She didn't quite understand the horror that Yezi and the others felt when they saw the corpse and brains bursting out of the skull.

Maybe she is not a serious person.

Just imagining Gu Chengfeng's brain in front of her like a crushed pomegranate made her mind burn.

And...excited.

Especially after she had killed someone under her scope and witnessed with her own eyes the brain splattering after a person's head was pierced by a bullet.

But she didn't dare think about it.

Because she was afraid that she would become addicted.

That's how people are.

When everyone says that this should not be done, but you do it anyway, and you have a reason and a basis for doing so, you are still acting in self-defense.

You will feel great inner satisfaction.

This is more addictive than committing a crime and getting away with it.

It was then that she truly understood why her mother had made her carry these things every day since she was a child.

Perhaps no one knows a daughter better than her mother.

Mom has known for a long time that her thoughts are extreme and a little abnormal, right?

I was afraid that I couldn't control her, so I made her try her best to be a gentleman.

If you are not determined to be a gentleman, there will probably be one more evil demon in this world.

[Dream...dream? My dream, what am I thinking about...? ]

At night, lying on the bed, Ji Yinyin tossed and turned.

Thinking about my future.

After a long time, she suddenly stood up, walked barefoot to the window and opened the curtains.

Looking at the image of myself projected on the floor-to-ceiling window.

Her long hair was casually spread out behind her head;

The white clothes were stained with the coldness and mystery of the moonlight.

She had no expression.

It was like a female ghost crawling out from another dimension to take people's lives.

Gently touching her face on the cold glass, Ji Yinyin's mouth corners raised.

“These are not things I should be thinking about.”

She pulled the curtains tight and let the fabric sing and sway there.

Ji Yu's questions that night didn't seem to leave any mark on Ji Yinyin's mind.

After waking up the next day, the first thing Ji Yinyin did was to inform the driver to prepare a big bus.

There is no way. Who told the classmates to miss their training life in the big dormitory so eagerly and ardently?

As the trusted dormitory manager, Ji Yinyin took Ji Yu to the bus early in the morning and acted as a conscientious... roll caller on the good baby bus! She took everyone to their training dormitory without missing a single one.

Having experienced a military-style life, it doesn’t take much time to gather everyone and pack them up to take away.

It even took everyone only one morning to pick up people, clean up, and start preparing today's lunch and dinner according to the shift system.

Then everyone started to follow the routine of their previous training life: those who needed to study studied, those who needed to cook cooked.

Then listen to Ji Yinyin's wild associations in response to various test questions.

Days like this are commonplace for Class 3.

After all, this is how they have been doing in the past two years.

I've long been used to it.

Apart from holding the thermos cup of health-preserving tea and sighing: Ji Yinyin is getting younger and younger, and her mind is as active as that of an elementary school student, he didn't do anything big.

I have to say that sticking together for warmth is indeed a good idea.

Since Class 3 started to have a good collective life again, it has returned to its invincible state.

Although they still saw "murders" and various "bloody scenes" from time to time, the students in Class 3 who witnessed these situations again had become accustomed to and tacitly chose... to go to the infirmary.

When the school doctor in the infirmary heard that they had witnessed this again, he could only push up his glasses and said helplessly:

"What? You saw a man chop off an old man's head again? You must be hallucinating again. You need to take medicine!"

Then the school doctor in the infirmary responded with a smile and continued to increase the dosage for them.

Then the "confused" students in Class 3 will go to the gentle school doctor to see a doctor and take medicine.

Then, back in the classroom, the "confused" students in Class 3 would start picking their throats like the fairies in later generations.

Then the students in Class 3 started to lose weight day by day. Even the boys started to look a little frail. If they had a more graceful figure, they would have been packed up and sent to become Yangzhou skinny horses.

And things like this happen every now and then.

The same goes for the infirmary. Because of the "high demand" of the third shift, large boxes of anti-depressants and drugs for treating schizophrenia are brought in every time.

Everyone felt very sympathetic when they saw Class Three going to the infirmary to get medicine once and again, with the dosage increasing. They denounced Hua Mian for the huge impact he had brought to Class Three, and at the same time they intensified their bullying of Bai Yaning.

Who made Bai Yaning's father do so many shady businesses in Huamian?

Although Bai Yaning grew up enjoying the hard-earned money of so many people, he never bullied those people directly.

But she should also pay the price!

Even though the school teachers had tried to stop it and even persuaded Bai Yaning to transfer schools, Bai Yaning just wouldn't listen.

It was as if she had some special fetish. When she went to the Political and Educational Department, she just cried and said that this was what she had to bear.

Seeing her like this, the teachers at school were too lazy to care about her.

After all, they are teachers. As such, they cannot do anything, nor can they just sit back and watch bullying on this scale happen.

If they were just bystanders, not only would they watch it for fun, but they would have been lucky not to join other students in beating up Bai Yaning.

As the third shift went to the infirmary more and more frequently, they saw more and more "murders" and "bloody scenes", but they were used to it.

But at this time, everyone in Class 3 had already tacitly chosen to... ignore it.

Anyway, no one will believe what they say now.

Be it teachers, parents or police.

it's the same.

They just ran to the school clinic to get psychiatric drugs, and then boasted about them.

During the last few days of the semester, people in the school hadn’t heard from Class 3 about seeing any “murder scene” for almost a month.

For a while, everyone was happy for Class 3 because their "condition" had improved.

I think it’s only a matter of time before they can get out of their nightmares and completely cure the disease.

Then they can live a normal life!