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When they entered the dormitory again, they were almost having PTSD, but they had to go back to the dormitory to rest at night.

There was no dormitory manager on the first floor this time, but there was still a notice posted on the side, indicating that the rules had not changed. Everyone went upstairs and came to the door of room 1. When they opened the door, they found that everything was normal. Three roommates in the dormitory had already gone to bed and ignored the eight people who came in.

The place where the eight people were located was like a folding space, and each person would enter a different space when they got on the bed. From the outside, it still looked like a bed and a table, but it could accommodate eight people. Chu Ziyu encountered a bug, and he went in with Lin Ci'an in his arms, and the two of them instantly appeared on the same bed. The single bed in the dormitory was still a little small, and it was obviously not enough to accommodate two adult men. Chu Ziyu was on the bottom, and Lin Ci'an was on the top, with their chests pressed tightly together. Chu Ziyu's hands began to become dishonest, and he went in through the hem of Lin Ci'an's clothes and pinched her little bean.

"Um... don't move. I'll show you something."

Lin Ci'an grabbed Chu Ziyu's hand, took out the diary, and placed it in front of the two of them. On the lower right corner of the diary cover was written "Wang Xiaohua, Class 3, Grade 7".

Turn to the first page.

August 8, 29, sunny

The day after tomorrow is the registration day. The school is far from home and I can’t bear to leave my grandma.

August 8, 30, cloudy weather

They came and wanted to take me away. My grandmother tried to stop them and was pushed down. Blood flowed from the back of her head, the red was glaring.

August 8, 31, rainy

My grandma died, and the antihypertensive medicine I bought for her outside the village was still in the house. She would never need it again. When she was buried, I buried the first handful of soil, cleaned up the house carefully, and locked it for the last time.

August 9, 1, sunny

I came to a new school, but my classmates were all annoyed with me. They said I was a country bumpkin, dressed like a beggar, and smelled bad. They told me to get out of here. The teacher arranged for me to sit in the last row. No one talked to me. Water was poured on the bed in the dormitory. I went out to the toilet and was locked outside the door. I stood outside the dormitory all night. I saw a small red flower in the gap of the window, and I picked it...

The diary ends here, with a dried little red flower tucked between the last page.

Chu Ziyu and Lin Ci'an looked at each other. It seemed that Wang Xiaohua had been bullied since the beginning of the school year because of her country appearance.

As the night deepened, the two fell asleep in each other's arms, waiting for the next day to come.

At this moment, Du Yihuan could no longer bear the sudden urge to urinate. He got out of bed impatiently, with only one thought in mind - to quickly solve his physiological needs. He did not wake up other roommates to accompany him, but chose to act alone.

The lights in the corridor seemed a little dim, giving people a gloomy feeling. Du Yihuan hurriedly walked towards the toilet.

When he returned to the dormitory door, he found that no matter how hard he pushed, the door did not budge. He began to panic and banged on the door desperately, but received no response. The surroundings were terribly quiet, with no other sounds except for the occasional chirping of cicadas.

Du Yihuan didn't know what to do. His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Just as he was in despair, he caught a glimpse of red by the window in the corridor. He walked over involuntarily and was surprised to find a bright red flower blooming there. The flower emitted a strange light in the dark, as if it had some mysterious attraction.

Du Yihuan seemed to be bewitched, and couldn't help but reach out and pick the little red flower...

Early in the morning, the players went out, "Ah", Wang Chuxia screamed, and the students coming and going around were attracted by her voice. Wang Chuxia quickly covered her mouth and pretended nothing had happened.

She found that the students around her seemed to be unable to see what was happening in front of them - Du Yihuan was dead. Everyone heard Wang Chuxia's scream and rushed over to check the situation.

Du Yihuan was found dead, his body leaning against the wall of the corridor, his body covered with strange red flowers. The roots of the red flowers were in his body, and the flowers were poking out from various places.

Chu Ziyu and Lin Ci'an's faces suddenly changed. They immediately realized that the contents of the diary matched the current situation.

But they were too late to dwell on their death, because the bell had rung and they had to be in the classroom before 6:30.

As soon as they entered the classroom, they found that the desks and chairs were covered with malicious graffiti, but these were not serious, so they didn't care. Instead, they checked the chairs and sat down.

Soon the teacher came in with a thick stack of papers and began to announce the results.

"First place, Liu Bangling, Mathematics 119, Chinese 1..."

Lin Ci'an keenly noticed that some of the students around him were trembling slightly, while most of the players and others had pretty good grades, just barely passing the 85-point mark.

"No. 45, Wei Shu, Mathematics 89, Chinese..."

"No. 46, Li Yi, Mathematics 84, Chinese..."

Before the teacher finished reading out the results, a student named Wei Shu was taken away by the political and educational officers patrolling the corridor, and the students ranked after him were also taken away one after another.

"Let me reiterate that the class's exam pass rate is 100%. If you fail to reach that rate, you will have to undergo special training. You can only come back after completing the special training," said the teacher.

What exactly is the content of the special training? Lin Ci'an had a seed of doubt in his heart, and he had planned to secretly take a look when the get out of class was over.

At this time, Chu Ziyu was operating the school's cameras and following the group of people who were taken away. He found that they had come to the teaching building, and in the room on the negative 1 floor, they passed through many iron doors on the way. When the door was opened, a bright red flower quietly bloomed inside. Its petals were as red as blood, as if it was born from blood. The stamens were yellow and very long.

A thin layer of mist was spreading around the red flower, making its outline unclear. Chu Ziyu heard a faint whisper from the red flower, "It's the vengeful spirit absorbed by the red flower."

The students lined up one by one and came to the front of the red flower. The stamens of the red flower connected to the foreheads of each student. Chu Ziyu clearly saw that he was absorbing their souls and giving them something back at the same time.

What could it be?