Even after all the suffering he had endured, certain things deep within You Liang had never changed. Any other Greater Ghost would have started slaughtering indiscriminately. Why would they let the students of Class Thirteen rank themselves?
"You want us to discuss which people in our class deserve to die the most?" Gao Ming pondered in silence, standing where he was.
"What's wrong? Think it's cruel?" Shadows crawled all over You Liang's body. "I'm just trying to save myself."
"I don't think it's cruel. I just have a suggestion. How about killing Zhuo Jun first?" Gao Ming had wanted to take Zhuo Jun out for a long time. He had only held back for fear of attracting Situ An's attention and tipping him off. "That guy is cunning and vicious. He screwed over the entire class, and he works for Situ An."
You Liang had not expected Gao Ming to not only agree, but even help him choose a target. "Your classmates don't seem to get along very well."
"We get along all right. We just occasionally want to kill each other."
The two ran out of the school. Blood mist had completely enveloped the nightmare city, and crowds venting their rage filled the streets. It was as though the entire city had gone mad.
"If you were released back into reality, Hanhai might end up like this too. The shadow world planted a seed in every one of your hearts." You Liang's words reminded Gao Ming of something. He had once used a blank Posthumous Photograph to drag the entire apartment building where Zhao Xi lived into the shadow world. He had originally believed he was a "passage" between the two worlds, as Xuan Wen had said. Now, it seemed that he and everyone else in Class Thirteen were