Chen Ge's tone was calm like he was talking about something insignificant.
"You've been living at the School of the Afterlife, so it's normal for you to be afraid of the painter and Chang Wenyu, but for me and other outsiders, they are just two normal Top Red Specters."
Hearing Chen Ge's consolation, Yin Hong and the other students felt even worse.
"There are no normal Top Red Specters," Yin Hong grumbled. Yin Hong grumbled softly. She looked at Chen Ge and was suddenly reminded of what Mr. Lei had said earlier. Her eyes involuntarily fell on Chen Ge's shadow.
She could feel that there was something hidden in Chen Ge's shadow, but the presence was weak, and she could not tell.
"Fine, I'll believe you this once." Yin Hong then ran to Yin Bai's side and grabbed her hand forcefully.
"You …"
"No matter what happens later, don't let go of my hand. You have to know that I'm the only person in this world who truly treats you well," Yin Hong said to Yin Bai in a tone that sounded like she was leaving her last words. It gave Yin Bai quite a scare.
The sound of fighting came from outside the School of the Afterlife. Chen Ge looked calm on the surface, but internally, he was very anxious.
He had called Zhang Ya's name many times in his heart, but there was no reply.
Without Zhang Ya, with the Red Specters around him, he could still fight, but that was just the ability to resist.
The old well at Mu Yang High School hides the painter's secret. The painter definitely knows about the well, so that route is not safe enough. Furthermore, even if we leave the School of the Afterlife through the well, it will be very difficult to enter the Third Sick Hall through the red city. There were many students gathered around Chen Ge, and he had no confidence that he could lead them away.
If they really walked out of the blood-colored city, most of the students would probably have their souls scattered and be buried in that city forever.
"The safest way is to wait and let us control the situation."
The School of the Afterlife was a four-star scenario and was independent of the red city. Now that the door had appeared, there were fewer secrets, and more things were revealed. Chen Ge was getting more confident.
"Chen Ge, do you really think we can become the new owners of this place? Can we do better than Painter? " The old headmaster was anxious. He was the oldest and the most rational. "The painter's power is close to a Greater Red Specter, and he has such a scary special power, but even so, he cannot completely control the school and gain the door's approval. Do you think we can do that?"
The old headmaster had his suspicions for a long time, but he did not voice them out.
Chen Ge wanted him to become the headmaster of the School of the Afterlife, but he was just a Half Red Specter. Any Red Specter around him could easily kill him, much less the painter.
"The students entered the door out of despair. They wanted to find salvation behind the door, not to lie and hide. The painter's intention was good, but he was too stubborn. There is no heaven behind the door, and once the fake heaven is exposed, the consequences will be even more severe. " Chen Ge turned back to glance at the old headmaster. "What we want is not to lie, but to truly help those homeless children and turn this place into a home that they can rely on."
"We are not going to build a heaven; we are just going to build a harbor for them. When they are tired, they can come here to rest, and when they want to leave, no one will stop them. More than half of a person's life is filled with pain and conflict. No one can always do what they want to do. This is a complete life. We will not forcibly change their lives. We will only support them when they are tired. "
This was the first time that the Red Specters and Red Specters behind the door had heard someone say something like that. They felt like what Chen Ge said made sense, but when they thought about it, it did not feel right.
"Okay." The old headmaster stopped talking, but there was still a trace of worry in his eyes.
When Chen Ge's group was discussing, the situation outside the school changed again.
The man hiding in the eye of the storm was surrounded by enemies. He had originally formed an agreement with Chang Wenyu, but at the most crucial moment, Chang Wenyu betrayed him.
Everyone was doing this for their own benefit. The few Top Red Specters were just using each other. Trust and friendship were rarer than diamonds behind the door.
"Chang Wenyu!"
The door that he had been dreaming of was right before him, but he could not touch it. The man in the storm roared. He wished he could tear Chang Wenyu into pieces.
"We are only one step away from becoming a Greater Red Specter. Whoever can push open this door and become the real owner of the school will have a chance of becoming a Greater Red Specter." Chang Wenyu understood. "Do you think I will allow you to become a Greater Red Specter? If you can get your hands on this movable door, you can use it to lure more children into the world behind the door, using their despair and pain to strengthen yourself. "
"Isn't that how the door works? That world has abandoned you, left you behind the door, bullied you, and tortured you. Now, you finally have a way to take revenge on them, to make them experience the same feeling. Don't you want that? " The man in the storm kept roaring. He had sacrificed many things, but there was no reward, and he was in danger of losing his life at any moment.
"Even now, I still don't understand why the door would appear. It's better to destroy something like this." The runes on Chang Wenyu's back entered the door, and the normal door slowly turned red. Blood leaked out from the cracks on the door. "Look, no matter how cleverly this door is hidden, it has the blood of a living person flowing in it. It is a monster that lives on pain and despair."
The cracks on the door continued to expand. Every student in the school heard the wailing, but the sound was different. It sounded like it came from their own hearts.
The door was wailing, and it affected the minds of all the students. Even the painter was affected.
Ever since the blood-colored mirror was broken, the amount of power he could borrow became less and less. His huge and terrifying body kept shrinking, and the few arms on his back that connected heaven and earth also slowly withered, dragging behind him weakly.
On the other hand, Chang Wenyu seemed to have left the school and did not rely on the door that much. She was not affected that much, and in fact, her presence was getting stronger.
"This door took you in when you were at your most desperate, but you want to destroy it. Without it, how will you hide in the future? Must you face that world head-on? " Even though the painter was weakened, there was light hidden in his dark eyes. Everything that was happening seemed to be within his expectations.
The skin that was wrapped in blood revealed a corner, and the painter turned to look at Chang Wenyu.
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