Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Is he too weak, or are middle school students nowadays already this strong?!

The corridors of the teaching building are winding. If you encounter a closed door, the only thing that is faster than the ghostly Feng Lan is the wind. When Feng Lan rushes to the door, the tightly closed door will open. Wang Qi followed Feng Lan closely. After she ran out of the door, the door was closed by the breeze that came from nowhere. It was of no use, but it could slightly block the heavy footsteps behind her.

"It's okay," Feng Lan had time to comfort the worried Bob, the child whose eyes were obviously unusual and who seemed to have discovered problems at school, "Go ahead."

Bob comforted himself, it's okay, it's just a burly man who will walk out of the strange fog, it's just that he has no head, it's just that he is held in the arms of a woman, it's just that he can't even outrun an elementary school student...

"I can see things that others can't," Bob explained as simply as he could. After all, something so bizarre had already happened, and there was a terrifying headless man chasing him. "From the moment I entered the school, I could see corpses lying all over the ground below."

"Boom, boom, boom!" More monsters emerged from the mist. Some were as burly as the headless man, some were tall and thin, with arms like sickle crescents, and moved very quickly. Some were plump, squatting down to hug themselves, and then flew towards Feng Lan and the others. Some were pale, covering their faces and sobbing softly, their voices piercing into the minds of Feng Lan and the others, regardless of distance...

Feng Lan had no choice but to give Bob a shield, which cost 1000 points each. "Where is the body?"

Bob also realized the danger. He finally stopped hesitating and quickly told the location, "The playground, the playground opposite the first teaching building of the school. On cloudy or rainy days, I can see corpses standing on the playground, wailing..."

"What are the characteristics of the bodies?" Feng Lan interrupted Bob's fear. "What kind of clothes were they wearing? Was it men or women? Did they have children? What were the wounds like? How many people were there?"

Bob, whose emotions were interrupted before they could even begin to build, said, "...Let me think about it."

He tried hard to recall those cloudy or rainy days when he was so frightened that he couldn't fall asleep, and to remember what they looked like from those silent and cold gazes.

Bob thought he had forgotten them long ago, but now, after recalling them, he found that they had always been in his memory and had never left.

"Yes..." Bob's lips turned pale. "372 people. 372 people."

There are old people, children, women and men.

"Men, women, young and old, they've been here for hundreds of years," Bob recalled the humming sounds of the dead that surrounded his ears, in every nightmare he had. "More than two hundred and fifty years ago, there was only a dilapidated country fortress here. A witch held a ceremony here. She failed, and she succeeded."

"Seventy-two people, including her, died here. Decades later, a group of soldiers fought the enemy here and died here too. The soldiers' spirits entangled with the witch until over a hundred years ago, when the West was developed and the prototype of a small town was established here."

Bob felt the increasingly intense battle and realized that the situation was urgent. His speech speed became faster and faster. He knew those things too well, but because of this useless talent, it brought endless torture to his life.

Those horrible things of the past!

"Before the school was built, this was a church. The priest at the time discovered something was wrong here," Bob said, admiration flashing in his eyes. "The priest and twelve nuns wanted to let these dead souls rest in peace, so they started a battle."

As Bob spoke, Feng Lan looked at the increasingly violent fog and the monsters. She narrowed her eyes and took out the Mermaid Staff. It was a bit heavy for her now, but it felt good to hit. Feng Lan's arm muscles bulged, and with one blow of the staff, she sent a headless corpse flying four meters away. "Continue."

"But in the end, the priest failed, but he sealed the undead souls and the demons transformed from witches in the church." Bob recalled the terrible memory, and his whole body trembled, more terrified than ever before.

“A school was built here, but the church did not disappear. At certain moments, the church would appear, and that was another world!”

As Bob shouted, the fog could no longer hold back and rushed over, enveloping them.

The space flipped, and when the deep, dark fog dissipated, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed from a school to an old church that had been abandoned for a long time.

The fog disappeared, replaced by a tall and complex Gothic church, with black walls that looked like they had been burned by fire, moss on the broken walls, and a huge rusty cross that could be seen from the collapsed doorway, covered with vines with purple-black leaves.