"It seems it's not just them. I've also been feeling much more irritable lately," Teacher Ma said.
As soon as he spoke, the others chimed in one after another.
"So have we. What exactly is going on?"
I froze, then stood up in shock. "What's wrong with all of you? Why haven't I experienced anything like this?"
"Maybe you're too powerful and aren't affected at all." Wuxin narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a low voice. "I've been meaning to tell you. I've been feeling irritated and lonely these past few days, like I'm about to collapse. But I don't know why."
"That's strange." I narrowed my eyes slightly, realizing it too. Just then, Zeng Jian suddenly ran over and shouted at me, "Several more people have died outside."
"How did they die?" I raised my head and glanced at him.
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"I don't know. It's indescribably strange," Zeng Jian said.
I sprang to my feet, my expression changing slightly. "Take me there."
Zeng Jian led me over, and we arrived at a room. The scene inside was horrifying. A white man had killed his wife and his two daughters, then swallowed the barrel of a gun and killed himself.
Judging from the scene, he had done everything with a pistol. His actions had been extremely decisive, without the slightest hesitation or mercy.
"That's strange." I turned to Zeng Jian and asked in a low voice, "Did anything happen beforehand?"
"I'm not sure either. We can ask the people nearby," Zeng Jian said.
I turned to the people around us and questioned them carefully. Only then did I learn that an argument had broken out in the room. Soon afterward, gunshots rang out, and everything fell silent.
At that point, I concluded that the white man