Chapter 95

Su Wuzi also got out of the car and reached out a hand.

Su Ximu turned his head and felt his second brother helping him tidy up his wind-messed hair. He also slightly raised his head and quietly stood there without moving.

Nearby, Su Jianglou glanced at Xiao Xi before throwing a dissatisfied look toward the helicopter in the distance.

That thing had even flown right over Xiao Xi’s head?

If he hadn’t been afraid that a sudden move would scare Xiao Xi, he would have made the helicopter explode on the spot.

But it wasn’t too late now.

With a thought, Su Jianglou placed one hand behind his back. Strands of black mist coiled around his fingertips as they flicked. The black mist seemed unassuming, yet it gave off an extremely dangerous vibe.

Su Xuanxiao stood right beside him but only gave it a brief glance without saying anything more.

On the helipad,

The helicopter door slowly opened. A pair of shiny red leather shoes stepped onto the ground. Moving one’s gaze upward revealed a man wearing sunglasses with wild, messy hair. He grinned with utter enjoyment as the crowd of “people” swarmed toward him.

He spread his arms wide and took a deep breath. “This is the feeling.”

That sensation of being the center of attention, the center of the world.

Another man emerged from behind the sunglasses guy. He looked a bit more steady and refined, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with him.

The second man to step off the helicopter also wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His aura somewhat resembled a downgraded version of Su Xuanxiao, with a bit of the refined scoundrel vibe.

“Xi Wei, what new game should we play for this semester’s opening?” The sunglasses man asked, one hand in his pocket as he looked down at the students still rushing toward them. His tone was condescending, but his expression added an extra layer of bloodthirstiness to it.

The refined scoundrel—also known as Xi Wei to the sunglasses man—shrugged. “No idea. Don’t ask me.”

The sunglasses man hadn’t really expected Xi Wei to come up with any good ideas anyway. He started counting on his fingers, mainly tallying up the fun they’d had at previous schools.

Among the five major districts of the weird world, aside from Tanzhong, the other four districts had more frequent contact and occasional exchange activities.

For instance, linking up some “young talents” from the four districts for gatherings, attending school together, and the like.

Before arriving in Tanzhong City, the sunglasses man and Xi Wei’s little weird group had already cycled through pretty much every famous university in the four districts. They usually stayed at each one for two to three years on average.

And this year marked their second year at Tanzhong University.

Following their tradition, they had originally planned to recruit a new member from this rising fifth district.

But after actually arriving in Tanzhong City, they discovered that this new fifth district was… a bit different.

The vibe was pretty unique.

They didn’t even have a district chief here!

From what they knew, the Su Consortium was the undisputed overlord in the fifth district. But the weird behind the Su Consortium seemed only interested in doing business and making money.

If any weird blocked its path in the business world or hindered its commercial expansion, the Su Consortium’s weird struck without mercy.

But beyond that, it seemed too lazy to care about anything else in the Tanzhong Five Cities.

The reason the Su Consortium was called the fifth district’s overlord was because its reach extended not just across the Tanzhong Five Cities but even into the other four districts.

Most weirds had strong territorial instincts. Two years ago, because of this, the East District Chief—who ruled that direction—had stepped in and destroyed the Su Consortium’s branch there, which drew out the Su Consortium’s boss.

That day in the East District was a case of big shots clashing and little weirds suffering.

After the devastation and rubble, the Su Consortium’s branch stood rebuilt on the ruins.

With the Su Consortium’s strength in mind, Wu Jie, Xi Wei, Wuchang 04, and Glitch—the four weirds—had planned to recruit “Su Ximu” into their little group after successfully enrolling at Tanzhong University.

But unexpectedly, he turned out to be a dropout. From last year until now, aside from putting his name on the university rolls, they hadn’t even caught a glimpse of his weird shadow.

As Wu Jie counted on his fingers, he thought to himself that they were getting bored of Tanzhong and still hadn’t seen this Su Ximu whose name was on the school roster. He was genuinely curious now.

But the most pressing matter was still figuring out how to have fun for the next semester.

“How about Death Invitations?”

“Anyone who receives an invitation can be killed by the entire school’s students.”

“After killing them, take a photo and upload it to the school forum for our dear classmates to score. High scorers get a little gift from us~”

Xi Wei rolled his eyes. “You’re not just copying that from those players?”

Even their F4 nickname, which had only started circulating at Tanzhong University recently, seemed like something Wu Jie had picked up from those TV dramas and novels in the Blue World.

The sunglasses man—namely Wu Jie—frowned in disagreement. “How could it be the same?”

They stuck on stickers; that was sending invitations!

What a way to put it—like he was some knockoff.

With that, he ignored Xi Wei, who always nitpicked him, and pointed at the students who had already rushed up close. “The owner of the first invitation… we’ll pick from right here.”

And with that, he really started randomly selecting.

His finger swept casually, circling back and forth several times before locking onto a short, skinny boy in the crowd.

Wu Jie’s lips curved up in a sharp arc. “You. Yeah, you.”

The pointed-out boy panicked in confusion, having no idea what was happening.

Wu Jie ignored him and pulled out his phone to call his other two companions. He announced his new game over the line and explained the rules to all the nearby students as well.

Invitation.

Game.

Photo.

The skinny boy finally understood. His eyes bulged in rage as he trembled and tried to flee.

But the excited students, infected by Wu Jie’s enthusiasm, shoved him right back into place.

“Hey? I’ve got a pair of scissors here.”

“Scissors? Where’d you get those?”

“Freshman orientation just now—I was cutting stuff and grabbed them on the way.”

“Fine, lend them to me later too.”

In the crush of the crowd, the skinny boy’s human skin was torn off.

A trembling red-eyed rabbit huddled into a ball.

Xi Wei up front wasn’t too satisfied with the show.

The space here was too cramped; the designated student got caught too easily. No fun.

Plus, Wu Jie had just pointed randomly—no sense of ceremony.

A glint flashed in his eyes as he was about to nitpick Wu Jie some more. The next second, his entire weird sixth sense blared a fierce warning, as if every pore on his body screamed danger.

Xi Wei quickly scanned the area but couldn’t pinpoint where this intense premonition of danger came from.

Unable to find the source, he didn’t even warn Wu Jie and instinctively prepared to leave on his own.

But things happened too fast. Before he could truly move, a “Boom!” rang out.

The helicopter parked behind them exploded violently.

In the distance,

Su Ximu, who had been searching for the art major classroom, was drawn by the boom. He immediately looked toward the source of the explosion.

“The helicopter exploded!” The teen’s tone was shocked.

Su Jianglou comforted him casually. “It’s fine. Just a helicopter blowing up. Don’t worry, Xiao Xi—that kind of explosion won’t affect a weird much. At worst, it stings a bit.”

“Maybe that classmate of yours flying the helicopter just thought it’d be fun and blew it up himself.”

Casually?

Su Ximu’s eyes widened involuntarily at the word. For some reason, it felt strangely out of place here.

That day, aside from the initial helicopter explosion, Su Ximu’s enrollment went fairly smoothly.

He didn’t sign up for dorms. After picking up his textbook, he went home with his brothers.

On the way, he opened the enrollment gift from Ox Grandpa.

It was a full set of painting tools.

That evening, everyone ate dinner together at Ox Grandpa’s house.

As it was the first day of school, the whole family—except Ox Grandpa—had pitched in to see the kid off.

But this time, Su Ximu didn’t let his eldest, second, and third brothers accompany him into the school.

Unless it was the opening day, kindergarten kids didn’t have parents sitting in on classes with them either.

Su Wuzi straightened the teen’s collar and instructed him. “Come out after class, and second brother will pick you up here.”

“Mm. Then second brother, don’t forget I get out early this afternoon.”

Su Wuzi smiled faintly. “I won’t forget.”

He wasn’t planning to go home anyway.

Waiting here or there was all the same.

After chatting with his second brother, he heard his third brother chime in. “Xiao Xi, keep your phone on you. Call third brother if anything comes up. Oh, right—remember that remote communication I taught you last time?”

Su Ximu nodded, tapped his temple with a finger, closed his eyes, and the next second, his voice appeared directly in Su Jianglou’s mind. “Third brother, I remember.”

Su Jianglou relaxed a bit.

Finally, Su Xuanxiao wrapped it up, speaking to his brother about to enter campus. “Xiao Xi, grades don’t matter Just be happy.”

Well…

Yeah, Su Ximu didn’t have much confidence in his own scores anyway.

He’d only been in cram school for a short while and was already being thrown in at the deep end.

Still, he had to try. He nodded solemnly at his eldest brother. “Mm! Big brother, I’ll happily work hard at my studies.”

With that, he slung his tool kit onto his back, waved goodbye to his brothers, and walked step by step into the school.

The school was a bit quieter now that classes had officially started, compared to registration day.

The explosion’s power had been too great. As Su Ximu walked, he overheard classmates discussing how many were still laid up in the hospital.

Even two of F4’s young masters hadn’t escaped unscathed.

Since he’d already scoped out the classroom during registration, Su Ximu found the way to Classroom No. 6 from the notice without much trouble.

While Su Ximu headed to the classroom,

Inside Classroom No. 6, two sparse groups of people had already sat down.

One group of students looked normal, chatting casually with those around them now and then.

The other group wasn’t so composed.

They wore worried expressions, fidgeting restlessly. A closer look revealed fear in their eyes toward the surroundings.

As if some horrific monster lurked in the classroom, ready to tear them apart at any moment.

Tao Xi still couldn’t figure it out to this day. He’d only gone to the game hall for a couple rounds of games to unwind during break—how had he ended up here?

He’d been here two days now and had managed to find the group, huddling together with others in the same boat for safety.

Over those two days of trembling caution and careful probing, they’d gotten a rough, vague sense of this strange place.

This was definitely not their original world.

Yesterday, they’d even witnessed a live transformation. A person had turned into a giant mushroom right before their eyes.

Not only that, but the bizarre school and its students gave Tao Xi an oddly familiar weird feeling.

Familiar, like those overdone idol dramas or campus novels he’d seen in his old world.

This world even had an F4!

Yeah—the infamous campus prince group!

And it had bullying games too!

But unlike the TVs or novels he’d seen, the bullying here could really kill people.

Not accidental deaths during the “games.”

No—this was a death game in itself.

Such a sense of déjà vu draped the entire school in a layer of black, terrifying absurdity in Tao Xi’s eyes.

When he lay sprawled on his desk, he couldn’t help but think with bitter amusement: In this horror version of an idol drama or campus novel, was there even a female lead? Of course, there might also be a male lead.

If there was, given the protagonist’s standard traits of hating evil like an enemy, unyielding perseverance, and daring to declare war on wicked forces, how many lives would she have to date this horror flick version of F4?

As he pondered this, light footsteps sounded from outside the classroom.

Tao Xi listlessly raised his head, momentarily stunned by the striking features of the youth who walked in from the doorway, before listlessly flopping back down.

From his clothes and expression, it was clear this was probably just another native student of this horror campus.

At that moment, a girl from the front row stepped forward and proactively asked, “Another transfer student?”

Su Ximu thought for a moment. “Should be, I guess.”

Well, maybe it counted, maybe it didn’t.

He himself counted as a transfer student.

But his school registration didn’t.

?!

A native campus transfer student?

In the corner of the classroom, several listless players all shot upright and turned toward the classroom door.

The Four Campus Princes group

The new transfer student

The NPC who proactively struck up a conversation

Their DNA moved!