Chapter 817 - Faceless Boy (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

Zhu Long held Zhou Tu, and the two looked behind them. There was only darkness. There was a faint echo of footsteps, but there were no living people to be seen.

“No one’s there.”

“I saw them when I bent down to pick up the blade earlier. They were all following behind us while moving upside down. It’s like they’re living in a world that’s inverted to ours.” Zhou Tu was shocked. “Those people kept staring at Zhang Ju and Wang Yicheng. Should we go and tell this to Mr. Bai?”

“That’s not a bad idea.” Zhu Long looked behind them with confusion. Zhou Tu did not look like he was lying. Just as the two were discussing that, Chen Ge and Zhang Ju reached the middle of the corridor. The closer they got to the toilet, the more nervous they became.

“Mr. Bai, Zhou Tu saw people trailing behind us. They were all moving upside down. I don’t know what to say. In any case, you’d better ask Zhou Tu for the details.” Zhu Long dragged Zhou Tu to Chen Ge.

“When I bent down to pick up the blade earlier, I saw that there was a crowd of people behind us. Their heads were all looking down, and they floated in midair. No, it’s more like they’re walking on the ceiling. Those people should be attracted by Wang Yicheng and Zhang Ju. Those monsters kept their gazes on Zhang Ju and Wang Yicheng.” Zhou Tu did not want to get too close to Zhang Ju; this was a natural reaction.

“Upside-down people?” Chen Ge had encountered them at the lab before. “We’ll go take a look at the toilet first to see if the door is really there. If we find nothing, we’ll leave immediately.”

This school was too strange. Even with the protection from a Red Specter, Chen Ge did not feel safe. Moving faster, just as Chen Ge was several steps away from the toilet, a grip suddenly tightened around his neck. A pair of cold, thin arms locked around his neck. The person was slowly tightening his grip, and Chen Ge’s breathing became more difficult.

“Wang Yicheng? You’ve woken up?” Chen Ge turned back to look. Wang Yicheng’s head was lolled on his shoulder. His eyes were bloodshot. He seemed to be fighting something in his mind.

“Do not go in. They’re inside.”

Wang Yicheng’s voice was different from how he usually sounded. It was thick with guilt. He sounded like a wounded stray dog, guarding his friend’s body while fists and kicks rained down on him.

“They? Who are they?”

“The other students and seniors. Everyone who hates you is inside. Do not go in. I’ve already informed the teacher.” Wang Yicheng wanted to force a smile, but he could not do it.

“Have you knocked the sense out of him? What’s he mumbling about?” Zhu Long held the pink phone and silently moved to Chen Ge’s side. This education block was too creepy, and he only felt relatively safer when he was next to Chen Ge.

“Wang Yicheng, have you remembered something?” Wang Yicheng’s memory had loosened at the door of the western campus’ toilet. At the time, Chen Ge had been afraid of being exposed, so he had knocked the boy out. Now, even though he had recovered, there still appeared to be some psychological issue remaining.