Chapter 9.3: The Corpse Lover Homicidal Maniac s interes (1/2)

Uninteresting.

There're too many uninteresting people in this world already.

It's too much to the point that I want to kill all of them off...........

Be it this person or that person, all of them were superficial type of people.

How could these people so shamelessly live in this world? If they were to all die won't they be more useful then? At least they won't cause troubles to other people, and won't induce burdens onto this world anymore, right?

Also..........dead people were always way better than living people, huhuhu..........

But, there were still some people, who would always ignorantly come look for trouble..........

Getting off the bus, I've walked just a few steps into the school entrance gates when a male with just passable looks was tailing right behind me. I knew what he wanted to do, because I've met numerous similar situations before already.

”Ji Lian Bing-tongxue! Um! I love you! Please go out with me!”

Like this person whom I don't even know his name at all, why did he confess to me his love? Even though we've never met, not even speaking to each other before, he still came to confess to me, just only because my looks were fitting to his taste? Only obeying his instincts just like a wild animal to look for a beautiful female, what's the difference between him and an animal then?

It's not that I'm disgusted by this act of looking at outer looks when going after other people, but in my opinion, outer appearance weren't the main basis for a 'love' construction, it's at most merely one of a 'like' must-have requirement only.

”Sorry..........you're not my favorite type..........”

After I've said these euphemismly, this person was like as if his heart had died out, with his head disappointedly hanging downwards.

A similar scenario would happen every single week.

So uninteresting...........but, this person's 'skin' didn't look too bad, if he died, I might even consider to use it as a floor mat. But it's level was absolutely not enough to be able to be in my collection.

Those who were fitting to be my collection were only those people who carried a special scent onto them.

I'm able to smell out the 'scent' onto every person.

It wasn't those kind of scents like what the word specifies, but it's a kind of an even more special scent.

Let me try to explain it in detail. Although I don't really know how to describe it clearly, this kind of scent would be able to let me distinguish whether that person was strange among the normal people, also known as 'abnormal', or to put it............whether they were 'interesting' or not.

And these kind of abnormal people, you would be hard-pressed to locate even a few in your daily life, while the rest of those mediocre species couldn't make me attain even a single bit of interest towards them.

But just last semester, this kind of situation had a heaven-shakingly huge dramatic change.

I got into a special class; this class was very interesting.

Every single person in class, emanated out extraordinary scents. That's right, this class possessed an 'everyone is an abnormality' these kinds of 'abnormal' situation, and even the homeroom teacher, Xiao Zhen, was also an unexceptional abnormality too.

Only this Second year Class 2 was special.

Although I don't know why this sort of situation would happen, but, hng hng..........this sort of situation was just what I'm looking for!

There's still a half of my high school life left, and this would be my lifetime's most precious memory.............I had that kind of premonition.

According to the outcome of my half year's observation plus requesting of my maids to conduct investigations, basically I've checked clearly on roughly the most portion of these people's abnormality are..........but I also temporarily still hadn't got involved into the midst of these abnormalities, for since there were some abnormalities that even I found to be a little dangerous, hence I must prudently decide onto them.

Walking into the class, some people greeted me, and I also politely saluted them in response. Another thing about this class which made me feel comfortable was, a most portion of the people wasn't overly attentive onto me, and was able to normally get along with me. Not like the previous class, where as long as I entered the classroom, the entire class would fall into a blanket of silence.

Maybe, I in their eyes weren't even considered to be anything special at all...........huhuhu.............

Walking to my own seat and sitting down onto it, the neighboring person lifted her head towards me and greeted.

”Good morning, Lian Bing.”

”Good day to you, Lan Hua-tongxue.”

I was sitting on the left-most side of the very last row, while sitting right beside me was this girl called Lan Hua.

She was one of those few that I've not managed to investigate out any abnormalities. But I could indeed smell the scent on her body; she undoubtedly belonged to a member of this class, those whom carried abnormalities with them.

Plus, she was one of the very few girls who could strike up a conversation with me. The rest of the similar genders openly detested me, maybe it's because they were envious of me, but it's also possible...........that they could also sense the abnormality on me too, hmm? Huhuhu............

But Lan Hua didn't outcast me at all, and of course maybe this was because her level of looks was of a higher standard, hence when she was facing me she wouldn't had any inferior feelings at all, or maybe it's because..........she may possibly want this seat of mine.

I've recently discovered about this too, that Lan Hua seemed to be extremely interested in that person sitting in front of me.

”What's the matter? Always looking towards the classroom entrance, are you waiting for someone?”

”Ahh? It's nothing.......”

Although she denied it on the surface, Lan Hua still had her eyes darting about towards the classroom entrance, and I am definitely affirmative that the person she was waiting for was that person sitting right in front of me.

The person's name who was sitting right in front of me was called An Jun Cheng, he's a very obscure person.

In this class, he's the only one whom I can't smell out any scent at all.