Even if No. 2 has become unspeakable, even if he can see destiny and the future, in his mind, No. 1 will always be No. 1.
Tentacles composed of countless hatreds were like cracks crawling across the night sky. The principal was like a deep-sea monster with his mouth open. Countless resentments in his highly deformed body were biting towards No. 1.
This scene, which was like a doomsday disaster, did not cause No. 1 to have any emotional fluctuations. He was smiling, and God's will and lifelong obsession were concentrated on his right fist.
Hot, free, rushing!
True fearlessness is not to abandon everything, but to stand on the suffering, pain, and frustration, and still unswervingly punch with all your strength!
Starlight appeared in the dark night, and No. 1 ignored all the darkness and obstacles. His right fist penetrated the resentment and hatred, and struck hard on the principal's distorted personality!
The sound of shattering spread far away in the dark night. The principal looked at his body in disbelief. The benchmark of his life, the personality condensed by all the memories, was now full of cracks.
As the initial memory of tolerance fell into the abyss, the principal's tolerance personality exploded, his huge body fell backwards, and all the ghosts and resentments fused into his flesh and blood began to bite back crazily.
The other half of the principal's intact body was rapidly mutating. He raised his intact left hand upwards. His remaining will was unable to control the mad ghost, and he could only watch as he was bitten by the evil ghost.
The half-human, half-ghost principal with the power of hatred fell in the center of the commercial street in the old city. Yan Lan, who was speeding towards him, stopped stiffly and stared at everything in front of him with his eyes wide open.
Han Fei, who stood at the end of Class 7, never expected such a result. What No. 1 possesses is definitely not an ordinary fearless personality. His existence is a miracle.
"I just shattered his personality. What destroyed him were the ghosts who were forcibly fused into his body. It was not me who defeated him, but himself." Withdrawing his right fist, No. 1 showed no joy of victory on his face. There was only pity for the principal in his eyes: "Personality is proof of the value of a life. His tolerant personality shows that at least he was once a good person."
"But he has been changed by the disaster. The hardest thing in the world is not to be a good person, but how to not let the world change you." Number 2 pushed Han Fei: "Teacher, it's your turn."
"What does this have to do with me? The principal is about to turn into ashes."
"Aren't you the best at healing?" No. 5 looked at Han Fei a little tiredly: "I can't reveal the ability of No. 1, but just now the whole class used the power of personality to help No. 1 complete the killing blow. , everyone needs your healing.”
Han Fei looked at the children around him. They were not just standing around, but according to the arrangement of No. 2, they used the power of personality in advance, such as the disaster personality of No. 29, the lucky personality of No. 28, and the lucky personality of No. 4. Self-destructive personality, etc.
No. 2 brought out the personality characteristics of all the children to the extreme, weakened the principal in all aspects, and strengthened No. 1 with all his strength, and then completed the punch.
Of course, it is precisely because of his unconditional trust in the children that No. 1 can stand so firmly in front.
"You are really amazing."
Although No. 2 did not tell Han Fei the specific plan, at least it gave him a sense of participation in the end. Maybe this is the fate of the medical soldier.
Checking each child's injuries and letting the healing starlight melt away their negative emotions, Han Fei finally walked up to No. 1. This tall child looked much younger than Han Fei, but his eyes were extremely vicissitudes of life.
and gentleness.
"Touch the secrets deep in the soul."
Han Fei built a bridge between the two. He saw No. 1's soul, which was pure light, just like hope itself.
To use an inappropriate metaphor, the moment Han Fei saw Soul No. 1, he was reminded of the butcher knife of the past.
Actuating the healing starlight, Han Fei helped No. 1 repair the cracks in his personality. The personality strength of these children is strengthening and growing every day, but overloading their personality at this stage will also cause great harm to themselves.
"I feel like I'm quite useful."
After Han Fei cured twenty-nine students except No. 2, his progress in completing the shrine mission - Healing the Reason for Existence has increased a lot. This hidden shrine mission requires Han Fei to cure a hundred patients with personality defects and complete it.
Later, there is a chance for Han Fei to bring out the cured ghosts from the shrine.
After waiting quietly for Han Fei to heal the students, Yan Lan came over and was about to ask Han Fei something, but Han Fei waved to her and trotted all the way to the principal.
Countless resentments are coming back to bite the principal, and the power of hatred has begun to run rampant. The current principal only has some memory fragments left.
"You will not be able to survive because of your own misfortune. Your strength comes from tolerating ghosts, but ghosts beyond your ability will also burn you to ashes." Han Fei's words seemed like what the principal had said to him before: "But fortunately, you met me.
, the doctor is kind-hearted, so he allows me to save lives and heal the wounded."
Throwing the coin of fate, Han Fei fully activated the Abyss of Greed, and the boundless black mist poured out and submerged the principal's huge body.
"Eat him!"
The greedy personality was so excited that it trembled, and the healing personality spread starlight with all its strength. The abyss of greed that was originally hidden in Han Fei's head loomed in the black mist. After he completely dragged the principal into the abyss, the bottomless abyss actually appeared in Han Fei's head.
Appearing from behind, it seems that only a strong personality can distort the memory world of this shrine and allow the personality in the mind to appear.
The tolerant resentment in the principal's body was hunted by the ghosts in the abyss of greed. After the principal's death, he was completely integrated with the power of hatred and turned into a ghost with a tolerant personality.
He exuded hatred, his appearance gradually returned to normal, and the scars on his body were thoughtfully healed by Han Fei.
"Attention, player number 0000! The greedy personality has been broken through. Your burning ambition has burned your hatred. The upper limit of the number of ghosts imprisoned in the Greedy Abyss has been increased to thirteen!"
"Attention, player No. 0000! You have imprisoned the hatred that has not ignited the black fire, the principal."
"Principal: Possessor of inclusive personality! Unknown special ability!"
"Attention players numbered 0000! The small-sized resentful dodo has grown into a medium-sized resentful bird!"
"Attention players numbered 0000! The aggregate of growable resentment and jealousy has broken through into medium-sized resentment!"
"Players numbered 0000, please pay attention! The medium-sized resentment will undergo another blood sacrifice and will have a chance to grow into a large-scale resentment!"
The illusion of the abyss behind him dissipated, and Han Fei's God Pollution Index soared to 35 again. However, now he has the healing personality to slowly treat him. As long as he does not use the Greed Personality for a period of time, the God Pollution Index will slowly decrease.
The most terrifying principal in the school has now had all traces erased, and even his soul has been swallowed into the abyss, and all this happened in just a few hours.
Yan Lan saw Han Fei's personality break through again, and she began to retreat. She had felt that Gao Cheng was very dangerous before, but now the threat Han Fei brought to her was even stronger.
"Teacher Yan, don't leave in a hurry. My students still want to have a good chat with you." Han Fei turned on the master-level acting switch, with a simple and kind smile on his face.
"What do you want to talk about?" Yan Lan was more curious about the students in Class 7 than Han Fei. They were all students in school. How could the gap suddenly be so big?
"Go and ask him. He has the highest IQ in our class." Han Fei carried No. 2 in front of Yan Lan. Looking at No. 2 with his legs cut off and his body thin, Yan Lan felt very strange.
"Teacher Yan, the old principal was killed. The hatred of Heilou who was in contact with him will definitely not give up. Now the school stronghold is at the most dangerous moment. If it is not handled well, everyone will be killed by the angry hatred." 2
The horn's voice didn't match his age, and his tone of voice was so calm that it made people feel scared.
"Then what do you think?"
"There are two paths before us. Choose a new principal, let her continue to make deals with the Black Tower, and sacrifice more children to appease the other party's anger in exchange for the security of the stronghold."
"Sacrifice more children?" Yan Lan shook his head: "What is the second way?"
"Choose a new principal who can convince the public and lead all the survivors in the stronghold into Area C, which is closest to us, to meet with the Disaster Investigation Bureau and join them." No. 2 raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Menglan: "The person your friend loves deeply.
He is the messenger from the Disaster Investigation Bureau, and her family is there."
No. 2 seems to have given Yan Lan two choices, but in fact there is only one path she can take.
"The annual death rate of citizens in the Disaster Investigation Bureau is seven times that of ordinary strongholds. Do we really want to go find them?"
"You have to understand one thing. Even if the death rate of the Disaster Investigation Bureau is seven times that of other strongholds, there will still be people joining in one after another every month, and there are still people who are willing to risk their lives to act as messengers." No. 2 looked at Yan Lan bleeding.
hands: "If everyone retreats in the face of danger, the danger will eventually kill everyone."
"Okay, I agree to escort the survivors of the stronghold to the Disaster Investigation Bureau." Yan Lan nodded decisively: "Have you carefully considered the candidate for the new principal?"
"Of course." No. 2 patted Han Fei on the shoulder: "Teacher Gao used to kill people, set fires, and sacrifice prison prisoners. It can be said that he did all kinds of evil. He has no way of convincing the public. After thinking about it, the most suitable candidate is you -
—Yan Lan."
Han Fei touched his nose and wanted to throw No. 2 off his back.
"Me?" Yan Lan frowned.
"You were the one who killed the principal today. We didn't interfere. It was you who discovered the principal's conspiracy and tried your best to thwart it." No. 2 looked at Yan Lan with a smile: "Don't worry, ordinary residents in the school stronghold have been killed.
Fan, they originally wanted to overthrow the principal, but as for the privileged management, we have already killed them all. You will not encounter any resistance, and they will even be grateful for everything you have done."
"Are some people unwilling to leave?" Yan Lan was worried.
"It's a small matter. Teacher Gao just used his personality to trap the principal. Later we can use the principal to destroy the food processing plant and water source in the stronghold. If they don't leave, they have to leave." The voice of No. 2 was very dull: "Hate
If the intention strikes, everyone will die, so my method to save people is not too drastic, right?"
"Then what do I need to do now? Go back to the stronghold and notify the survivors? Or contact other teachers and ask them to stop the assessment?" Yan Lan seemed to have thought of something: "In addition to the principal, there is also a teacher who has been drawn to the black building. If we don't do it as soon as possible,
If we stop him, he and few people in his class will probably come back alive."
"Teacher Wang and I changed the assessment venue." Han Fei took out Wang Chuqing's black ticket and said, "So you don't have to worry about him."
"Yes, what you need to do now is to learn acting skills from Teacher Gao and develop a thicker skin." No. 2 stretched out: "The icing on the cake is nothing better than providing help in times of need. We will contact other teachers and students in advance.
, discuss everything, and when it is almost dawn, you will appear like a hero."
"How about I go and convince them."
"It's not that complicated. Just ask them if they want to come with us. If they don't agree, then they have to go and keep company with the principal."
Squad leader No. 5 picked up No. 2, and they found students from other classes. They all stayed in the building to rest together.
Han Fei began emergency training for Yan Lan. He did not need Yan Lan to perform, he only needed Yan Lan to show his truest self.
Fearlessness itself has a special kind of personality charm that makes people feel uneasy to trust and follow.
The night gradually turned dull, and a faint light appeared at the end of the city. The survivors huddled in the room crowded behind the crack of the door. They looked at the empty streets and guessed how many students would come back alive tonight.
The annual assessment is the most bloody and cruel night for the school stronghold, and young lives build a safety barrier.
People who don't know the truth are worried about the safety of their children, while people who know the truth are afraid that too few children will die and they will be implicated.
The first one to come back was Class 2. The person in charge, Ying Yan, had a bone-deep wound on his back, and there were five fewer students in his class.
In some sparse teams, most of the innocence on the children's faces has faded, and the two children are occupied by hatred and fear.
The second person to come back was Wang Chuqing. He got a white ticket from Han Fei. All the students in the class were fine. The only one injured was himself.
The classes that were drawn into the red building returned one after another, and in the end only four classes were left with students who did not return, including the two classes that were drawn into the black building.
Wang Chuqing lit a cigarette and thought of Gao Cheng's face in her mind. The other party gave her a blank sign. The goodbye yesterday might be forever.
I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. Although many people said that Gao Cheng was a bastard, that bastard left his own way of life in the end.
"Why······"
Sighing, Wang Chuqing and the rest of the school were still waiting.
As the night faded, more and more residents of the stronghold came out. It was at this moment that an exclamation suddenly came from the crowd.
A faint light fell on the periphery of the safe zone, and Yan Lan's tall body appeared in everyone's sight. Behind her were the children from the remaining four classes, including the class that was selected for the black building. She removed all the students one by one.