After solving the "Thirteenth Staircase", Zhang Feng put away all the supernatural objects, rushed to the second floor and found the classroom he was responsible for.

Step through the door.

Zhang Feng immediately looked at this place.

Because there were no lights on, the classroom was a little dark.

Wherever he looked, Zhang Feng could see many very small tables and chairs.

At first glance, these tables and chairs are for children.

Moreover, Zhang Feng discovered that this classroom was so dilapidated that it could not be described as dilapidated.

There are big holes everywhere on the ground, and the wooden frames connecting the floors are also exposed.

With such a small body like his, if he accidentally fell down... I guess only the King of Heaven could save his life.

Under the podium...

Small wooden tables, chairs and benches were scattered around, some were broken into wooden boards, and some had a broken wooden leg. The few remaining intact wooden tables were still hanging on the exposed large holes, precariously.

Moving his eyes forward, he saw that behind the small lectern was a blackboard covered with chalk. Next to the lectern were two iron cabinets that were as tall as one person for storing things.

Compared to a kindergarten, Zhang Feng feels that the facilities here are more like a primary school.

There was even the corpse of an adult sitting on a high chair in the corner of the classroom.

The clothes on its body were complete, with the black uniform hanging loosely on the shoulders that had turned into bones, and the dirty skirt hanging in front of the thighs that had turned into bones.

In addition, black silk stockings with holes and spotless white shoes were also put on its feet.

The arms that had turned into white bones hung weakly on both sides of the body, and its head was drooping. There was a big hole in the skull. If you look carefully... there seems to be something inside.

"Kindergarten teacher wearing black overalls..."

Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes and became extremely alert.

Because no matter where the rules are, it is clearly written that no employees in the school are wearing black work clothes. If you encounter one, please run away immediately until you disappear from their sight.

But now, the dead employee wearing a black uniform appeared directly in front of Zhang Feng.

For a moment, he was at a loss.

"The dead employee...should be fine, right?"

Zhang Feng thought in his mind, and at the same time moved his steps and got closer to the body.

He saw that there was a blood-stained note in the skull of the corpse.

Zhang Feng hesitated for a moment and carefully picked up the note.

It says:

"Hello, stranger, when you read this text, I must be dead. Here I want to tell you some good news and some bad news.

The good news is that if you can read this note, it means that your mental infection value is not very high. This is something to be thankful for, because it means that you are still yourself.

The bad news is that you can't leave this damn place by staying true to yourself. Increasing your infection level is the only way to leave here.

But at the same time, be careful not to lose yourself in the process of exploration. Please always remind yourself that you are a normal person with a name, not him or her or her, you are you, and you have your own name.

Okay, the pleasantries are over. Here is some information I have collected. I hope he can help you. In short, I wish you good luck!"

[1. Both the gymnasium and the candy house are real. They are opposed to each other and both want to get rid of each other. 】

[2. Area A is the territory of the candy house, and area B is the territory of the gymnasium. The infection value of each area is independent of each other, and the infection effects are also different. 】

[3. Area A and Area B are mirrors of each other and have roughly the same things. 】

【4.**￥#%#@@!You*&￥#】

Zhang Feng silently recited the contents of the note. The previous section of greetings was written messily on the paper. The following information, except for the first three items, had been obscured by black blood and could not be seen clearly.

Putting away the note, Zhang Feng began to think.

He is still not sure whether the content on the note is true or false.

After all, it was written by the kindergarten teacher in black. Of course, this note may have been placed here intentionally by someone else, just to confuse the audience.

Or maybe she just had a conscience.

In short, the person is dead. If you want to distinguish whether the information on the note is true or false, you can only verify it through personal experience.

Just...just accept it as real.

There is still too little information available now, and he must collect more information.

At the moment, the most important thing is class.

It's already half past eight, and no ghosts or monsters have come out.

Zhang Feng looked at his watch in confusion.

The hands were still moving forward, and when the time stopped at eight-thirty-five...an accident happened.

"Crack~"

"Um?"

A small voice came from under his feet. Zhang Feng lowered his head subconsciously and looked at the source of the voice.

What's wrong?

Zhang Feng raised one foot and looked at the floor under his feet.

The floor seemed... cracked.

In an instant, the floor beneath his feet collapsed. The crack was just big enough to accommodate him, so he stepped in and his whole body hung in the air.

Fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands, and reached out to grab the high chair where the kindergarten teacher was sitting.

The huge inertia brought the bones down, and the chairs got stuck on both sides of the floor.

"Holy shit...what the hell is going on."

The sudden change caught Zhang Feng by surprise.

He never imagined that the floor beneath his feet would suddenly collapse.

What surprised him even more was that what was beneath him was not a classroom on the first floor, but endless darkness.

The dark hole below seemed to be looking into an endless abyss, as if...as long as you fell, you would never come back.

If you fall down... you'll probably be doomed, right?

Did he violate the rule of death? Why did he suddenly become like this...

Zhang Feng held his hands on the legs of the chair and breathed heavily.

Looking through the gap the size of a person, the dust on the ceiling and... clear human faces broke into Zhang Feng's eyes.

They were squirming, and their low voices kept telling him.

"Let go..."

"Let go!"

After hearing their whispers, Zhang Feng felt his head freeze. For a moment, his brain was dazed, and he subconsciously wanted to let go of his hands.

Fortunately, he has not completely lost consciousness.

Putting aside the clutter in his mind, Zhang Feng tried to use pull-ups to prop up his body.

But... it's a pity that with his current strength and stamina, it's okay to just do pull-ups. It's still too reluctant for him to hold himself up...

After trying several times, Zhang Feng was still hanging in the air. He just added the debuff of being sweating profusely and panting.

The things in front of me are still changing, becoming more and more bloody and crazy.

He gripped the chair tightly, so hard that the skin in his palms turned purple.

Even if the protruding wooden thorn dug into the palm of his hand, causing it to bleed, Zhang Feng had no intention of letting go.

Just kidding, let go and die!

After a short rest, Zhang Feng bent his legs and tried to tighten his waist.

"Ka Zhi Zhi~"

"Crack squeak—!"

The chair that Zhang Feng had repeatedly tortured rubbed crazily against the floor, making a harsh sound.

When Zhang Feng tried his best to push his body up a little, the floor of the chair collapsed.

"???"

...

When he woke up again, Zhang Feng found himself in a very clean classroom, with the floor without any collapse being polished to a shiny finish.

Zhang Feng was stunned... He vaguely remembered that he lost consciousness after falling into the abyss.

He thought he was dead!
To be continued...