I stood there, holding the scroll, at the very back row.

Listening to the sound of Teacher Liu's lecture.

My heart, which had been pounding wildly, gradually calmed down.

Unexpectedly, it gave me an unprecedented tranquility.

But that tranquility had a strange quality to it.

I felt as if I had completely lost consciousness.

My mind was in a state of chaos.

I couldn't help but shiver, instantly becoming clear-headed.

All the other students in the class maintained the same posture.

Their eyes empty, their faces devoid of any expression.

As if their souls had been stripped away, leaving only empty shells.

The classroom was silent, with only the sharp voice of Teacher Liu's lecturing.

I inexplicably felt a wave of terror.

At that moment, something hit my scroll.

I looked down.

It turned out to be a severed finger.

"Lin Yifeng, what's wrong with you today?"

I trembled as I raised my head.

Teacher Liu's face had five open compound eyes.

Countless worms crawled in and out of her mouth.

"Why are you daydreaming again?"

An instinctive fear caused my breath to hitch.

I quickly shifted my attention to the scroll in my hands.

When I looked up again, Teacher Liu's face had returned to normal.

My heart surged with waves of shock and fear.

It was indeed as I suspected.

As long as I daydreamed during class.

Or had any dissatisfaction with the school rules and regulations.

I would see terrifying illusions before my eyes.

But as long as I focused on studying seriously.

These illusions would disappear.

And I would return to normal.

Then, suddenly, I thought of something.

A chill spread throughout my whole body.

Could it be that all the students here.

Are they all like me?