Chapter 4: The Monster That Defies the Rules of Death

Eu, Imortal, Zerando Jogos Paranormais Rapidinho Vamos ao cais comer algumas batatas fritas. 3366 words 2026-08-05 01:24:13

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“Should we have grabbed him earlier and forced him to talk?”
“But what if someone else backstabs us?”
Two utterly contradictory thoughts circled repeatedly in their minds.
All the killers could see that Wu Wang definitely knew something.
If everyone here swarmed him at once, they could surely overpower him.
But the key was—everyone now knew full well that they were all of the same kind.
Not a single soul in this entire tiered classroom added up to half a conscience.
Despite his seemingly frail body, the young man possessed impressive combat skills; the first to engage him would likely end up like the burly man—bruised and battered all over.
Why should some suffer while others reap the benefits?
No one wanted to be the first to act.
“Let’s… examine the bodies first,” someone finally suggested after a tense half-minute, hoping to shift the focus.
They also noticed that when those who triggered the death rule in the darkness fell, many collapsed leaning against the feet or even bodies of the living.
Although the living instinctively dodged whenever they felt something touch them, that didn’t change the fact that they had come into contact with corpses.
Since no new deaths had appeared yet, it meant touching the bodies did not trigger the death rule.
“No external injuries… no internal bleeding…”
“The bodies are completely healthy.”
“It’s as if these guys are just shells left behind, their souls stripped away!”
Among the murderers were a few medical professionals who carried scalpels and performed detailed autopsies.
But the more they understood the human body, the more terrified they became of the death rule.
The life loss caused by the death rule defied all human medical knowledge.
“Heh, really no injuries? Not so sure~” came Wu Wang’s mocking voice from the stage.
He didn’t mind chatting a bit more with these guys.
After all, he was still waiting.
Waiting for the next victims to die during the "daytime."
“Am I not more professional than you when it comes to injuries?”
The person examining the corpses was a shady doctor from a private clinic. Hearing Wu Wang’s taunt, he cursed and retorted.
Aside from regular patients, his clinic secretly treated some dubious characters for surgeries and prescriptions.
In this strict no-gun country, he handled gunshot wound cases monthly, which showed how much those in the gray area trusted his skills.
In terms of brute force, the shady doctor admitted he was no match for the boy on the podium.
But when it came to medical examinations, he was confident no one here could surpass him.
“Idiot, if they were killed by the same ghost, then all the bodies should have similar marks.” Wu Wang stood and slowly moved, sarcastically.
The boy took a step closer.
The shady doctor broke into a cold sweat.
Right! If there was only one ghost in the room, why was it that except for the first victim, whose face had been trampled, all other bodies were intact?
Or was it that the ghost during the lights-off and lights-on phases was not the same?
There was more than one ghost in the classroom!
While pondering, Wu Wang reached the doctor’s side.
“Ha! You lost!”
His thought was abruptly interrupted by Wu Wang’s loud shout.
Looking down, the doctor’s clenched fists showed his veins bulging.
Because the “loss” was simply stepping on his own shadow cast under the spotlight.
Like a child, Wu Wang wore a proud expression and said, “Now it’s your turn to be the ghost stepping on me. Don’t underestimate the bond between me and my shadow!”

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With that, Wu Wang displayed extraordinary flexibility, twisting his body to dodge left and right, leading his shadow in a game of tag.
What the hell, when did we start playing shadow-stepping games?!
How old are you, seriously!
If he weren’t so strong, I’d have cracked his skull by now...
The shady doctor certainly wouldn’t indulge this lunatic’s childish games.
He quietly crouched down to re-examine the bodies, trying to find previously overlooked injuries.
Seeing that the doctor ignored him, Wu Wang moved on to step on others’ shadows.
But everyone avoided him like the plague, fearful that too much contact might mess with their minds.
“Sigh, even at the end of life, you refuse to return to childlike innocence? Society really has twisted us all into complex shapes.” Wu Wang sighed and returned to the podium.
Thud!
As he stepped onto the stage, the sound overlapped with the doctor collapsing.
Thud! Thud!
Each step Wu Wang took was accompanied by someone falling, their faces contorted in terror, unable to rise again.
By the time he returned to the microphone, ten new corpses lay on the floor, most of whom were those he almost cornered in the shadow game.
“You bastard… what exactly did you do…”
A middle-aged woman’s voice trembled with fear despite her efforts to sound resolute.
Not just her; everyone who noticed Wu Wang’s actions believed the recent deaths were connected to him.
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?
Yet no one dared to approach the podium.
Besides his extraordinary fighting skills, the boy seemed to wield some death rule power that made them even more wary.
“They died unrelated to me.”
Wu Wang’s smile remained unchanged.
But such blatant lies stirred unrest among the crowd.
They felt insulted and scorned.
After all, this was a group of ruthless killers.
Though wary, if pushed to the edge, they would bite back—if they had to die, they’d take a piece of Wu Wang with them!
Some were already preparing to fight desperately.
“Now, I can reveal one death rule.”
Before the killers could fully riot, Wu Wang suddenly spoke into the microphone.
Seeing these scum instantly listen attentively, he shrugged as if yielding and continued,
“There’s definitely only one ghost in the classroom, but its rules differ between day and night.”
“At night, it goes blind and must rely on sound to locate you. Got it?”
In other words, the first death rule was—
【No loud noises allowed at night】
The words shocked everyone awake.
Eyebrows rose in sudden understanding.
So that’s why everyone froze in fear when the lights went out earlier, and no more deaths occurred.
Because the loudest noises were made during their own brutal fights!

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Stopping meant safety!
Still, a few remained skeptical.
They hadn’t forgotten that when everyone ceased fighting and silence fell, the only sound in the classroom was this boy’s eerie wailing and tap-dancing footsteps.
If the ghost truly killed by sound, then why was Wu Wang unharmed?
There had to be something wrong...
“Do you know any other rules?”
The question came with a less sharp tone.
They were quite satisfied with Wu Wang’s apparent “yielding” in revealing death rules.
Looks like this kid wasn’t as stupid as they thought!
“Shh~ don’t rush~ time’s almost up~” Wu Wang’s voice returned to its mocking tone.
Before they could react to what “time” he meant, the familiar loud bang occurred again.
Thud!
The lights went out!
Tension instantly gripped everyone’s throats anew.
They hadn’t expected the stage lights to last such a short time—only about ten minutes.
But this time, having learned the rules in advance, no one acted rashly.
They carefully adjusted their breathing and movements.
Time seemed frozen in that moment.
Three minutes passed without a single sound of someone falling.
“He was telling the truth!?”
Even the doubters could no longer deny it.
The facts were right before their eyes.
But... was he really that kind?
“Cough cough cough, silence is tonight’s Cambridge. Since you’re quiet, thank you again for your kindness; I shall continue speaking.” Wu Wang’s voice came from the podium.
Most realized the problem immediately.
He was still making noise!
Why hadn’t the death rule triggered?
“I claim the seer role; tonight, I’ll check for the werewolf.”
Ignoring their confusion, Wu Wang pointed to the person farthest to his right.
This blatant disregard for the death rule was as terrifying as a medieval heretic shunned by all.
No one knew how he did it.
The unknown was the root of fear.
Snap!
As he finished speaking, a spotlight illuminated the direction of his finger.
Under the light was the long-dress woman who had soiled herself in fear at the start.
She still trembled pitifully.
As everyone marveled at how Wu Wang controlled the spotlight, his next words made their faces turn pale.
Wu Wang smiled and said—
“You, are the wolf.”
“And also a ghost disguised as a living person.”