Chapter 1292 1259: Unconventional Protection

Inside the old private school.

A ghost, as decrepit as an old corpse, roamed wielding a rusty large knife. Everyone who entered this private school could only sit immobile like a wooden post in front of their desks.

And at this moment, the ghost was even more wantonly killing people at random.

There were twenty to thirty eerie students in the private school, dressed in black, their bodies ghastly pale, motionless as if they had already died, like souls from memories, forever trapped here.

However, aside from these souls long deceased, He Yiner, Zhou Deng, Leuk San, and Lu Zhiwen had only recently arrived at this strange private school.

Even captain-level ghost handlers couldn’t resist, and could only sit still in place.

At that moment, the ghost passed by Zhou Deng and then headed towards He Yiner.

He Yiner’s desk was against the wall, which meant there were few students sitting next to her, with only one dead person existing on her front left.

The ghost was surely going to kill someone at random.

“A one in three chance?”

He Yiner’s heart tightened at this moment, not knowing if she would have Zhou Deng’s kind of luck.

The ghost was already close.

The chilling aura was within reach, He Yiner could only move her eyes, her body still stiff, able only to watch everything happen powerlessly.

Very soon.

The ghost suddenly stopped; it had arrived beside He Yiner.

A one-third probability.

It seemed He Yiner wasn’t very lucky; she was chosen.

Zhou Deng immediately shouted, “Get over here, ghost!”

“It’s useless, sound doesn’t attract the ghost’s attention. It seems her luck ends here; not a bad start, at least one captain can be taken away.” Zhang Xiangguang’s voice rang out. He turned his eyes to watch the unfolding scene.

The ghost raised the rusty large knife in its hand and casually swung it toward He Yiner’s head as it had done before.

In the ghost’s eyes, He Yiner was no different than the other students sitting here.

“Will I be killed?”

He Yiner’s pupils contracted as she watched the eerie large knife fall, her whole body taut to the extreme, wanting to use all her strength to struggle against this binding, but in vain.

“No!” Zhou Deng shouted.

Leuk San, sitting not far away, wore a grim expression, forced to watch this unfold.

“Bang!”

The next moment, the ghost’s knife fell without any exception, yet it strangely missed, not hitting He Yiner’s head but slamming into the desk in front of her.

The old wooden desk shattered instantly.

“Hmm?”

Zhang Xiangguang was taken aback by the situation.

What just happened?

The ghost missed its target?

He Yiner also broke out in a cold sweat, her eyes wide with a slightly frightened expression, feeling a sense of having narrowly escaped death.

“I’m okay?” she murmured in disbelief.

That knife had clearly been coming down on her, and she couldn’t move, logically it should have been certain death.

“So lucky, the ghost missed,” Zhou Deng cheered with joy.

Luck?

Leuk San’s eyes flickered, “It certainly isn’t luck, there must have been some other supernatural interference causing the ghost’s attack to miss…”

Before he finished speaking, he glanced at an inconspicuous person.

“Lu Zhiwen, was it you?”

Such interference causing the ghost to misjudge definitely wasn’t done by Zhou Deng or He Yiner, nor had he intervened, so the only possibility was Lu Zhiwen, who had always kept a low profile.

Lu Zhiwen didn’t deny it and said, “It was me. When you all were acting, I put a small device on each of you that only acts in life-death crises. Don’t misunderstand, the device is to protect you, not to harm you.”

“You can see it as a layer of supernatural protection.”

“Supernatural protection? So I have it too?” Leuk San frowned.

Lu Zhiwen responded, “Yes, it’s not just you, Li Leping, Li Jun, Wei Jing, He Yiner, Zhou Deng all have it. Only Yang Jian did not get the treatment.”

“For example, Li Leping’s Sleepwalking Ghost has the risk of losing control. If it truly comes to that point, the supernatural protection will keep him sane during the loss of control, although he won’t feel it. It doesn’t last long, but it should let him get through critical moments. As for Li Jun, my supernatural protection would preserve a sliver of consciousness when he’s about to die, helping him avoid unnecessary troubles when the ghost makeup fades and a ghost revives.”

“He Yiner’s supernatural protection is a bit special. When a supernatural attack sufficient to kill her targets her, the attack will miss. Though it seems insignificant, it can save a life at a critical time.”

Lu Zhiwen revealed a secret.

Although Zhang Xiangguang was right here, the battle outside had concluded, so speaking now was no longer an issue.

“I see. But how did you know Li Leping would lose control, or Li Jun would get killed?” Leuk San inquired.

Lu Zhiwen calmly replied, “I don’t have foresight. I didn’t know how events would unfold; I merely anticipated the worst-case scenario and took precautions against it. It isn’t a difficult task.”

“Anyway, I survived. I should thank you.”

He Yiner took a deep breath to calm her nerves, regardless of Lu Zhiwen’s small tricks.

She only knew she had avoided a certain death supernatural attack and survived.

That was enough.

“But how many times can such supernatural protection work? The game continues. As long as no one dies, the ghost will keep randomly killing. After a person avoids an attack once, they could still be targeted by the ghost again; let’s hope your ability can save her then,” Zhang Xiangguang coolly remarked.

Lu Zhiwen said, “You’re right, such supernatural protection works only once. But how much time do you have left? You deliberately lured Yang Jian away, trying to take the chance to eliminate us, but now, although we’re trapped, we’re still alive.”

“Do you expect Yang Jian to come and save you?”

Zhang Xiangguang said, “He might come, but definitely not quickly. I’ve set up contingencies outside, not enough to kill Yang Jian, but sufficient to delay him from coming to support, I believe. After all, for today, I’ve prepared quite a few emergency plans.”

He believed that by now Yang Jian was already entangled by a ghost outside, with no time to come to their rescue.

Although the ghost attacked He Yiner, it didn’t kill her. However, it didn’t continue to attack, either.

Since killing was random, the probability that He Yiner would be selected next time was very low.

The ghost started roaming again.

This time, it was Leuk San’s turn to be anxious.

After the ghost passed by He Yiner, it circled to the middle, and he was sitting in front of one of the tables in the middle row.

“Leuk San, don’t worry, you definitely won’t be the one chosen.” Zhou Deng said.

Leuk San said grimly, “Rather than praying for good luck not to be targeted by the ghost, we should think about how to escape. The longer we stay here, the more dangerous it becomes. Good fortune won’t favor us forever.”

As he spoke, another lifeless student was chosen by the ghost and beheaded.

Another seat was vacant.

Meanwhile, the ghost was getting closer to Leuk San.

However, there were students all around him; his probability of being chosen wasn’t high.

“Here, even using supernatural powers is impossible, how do we find a way?”

Zhou Deng shook his head and said, “I’m really powerless. If we were outside, I definitely wouldn’t disappoint you.”

“Such attacks are rare and methods to counter them are even rarer. There are only a few people in the supernatural circle who can manipulate this kind of supernatural power; it seems Lin Bei has this power, but unfortunately, he’s not here.” Lu Zhiwen said.

“Hmm?”

Just then, as they were exchanging thoughts, Zhang Xiangguang seemed to notice something and looked towards the private school’s gate.

At the moment, the gate was tightly shut, giving no clues.

But then, a low growl of an evil hound suddenly echoed outside the classroom.

“Dog barking?”

This sound immediately caught everyone’s attention.

“It’s Yang Jian. He’s here.” Leuk San said immediately with bright eyes.

He had seen that evil hound before, first in Taiping Ancient Town, and it also appeared when he previously fought Zhang Xiangguang.

The appearance of the evil hound meant Yang Jian was nearby.

“Great, we’re saved.” Zhou Deng also exclaimed with surprise.

“Damn it.” Zhang Xiangguang’s face immediately changed unpredictably.

Yang Jian’s arrival not only meant a turning point in this deadly scenario but also indicated that Zhang Xian and Chen Qiaoyang outside hadn’t stopped him.

Which meant something big was happening outside.

“Need to kill at least one.” Zhang Xiangguang thought unwillingly.

Aren’t these captains exceptionally hard to kill?

Until now, only Li Jun was lost on the opponent’s side, others were heavily injured but still alive.

Every time, it was always just slightly off.

Zhang Xiangguang believed it wasn’t due to his lack of strength, but the evaluation of these captains was slightly off, leading them to reveal many trump cards, exceeding expectations.

Indeed.

The headquarters’ information didn’t hold any credibility.

“Coming for me?”

At this moment, Leuk San’s hair stood on end; he saw the ghost decapitate another student, then continued forward, stopping nearby him.

Four people surrounded him, including three dead; his chance of being chosen was very low.

The ghost swung its blade again.

A student’s head was chopped off, then the body disappeared, leaving the seat vacant.

“Luck’s not too bad.” Leuk San slightly sighed with relief.

However, after the ghost took a step forward with the knife, it stopped again.

This situation meant the ghost had chosen someone else nearby, causing Leuk San to tense up again after his brief respite.

“Will it make it?” Zhang Xiangguang stared intently at this scene.

Hoping the ghost would choose Leuk San.

Because now only Leuk San and a dead person were beside the ghost.

It’s a fifty percent chance.

“Bang!”

At this moment, the wooden door of the private school was instantly knocked open; a large evil hound snarled as it pounced in directly, with Yang Jian right behind it.

Everyone in this classroom was sitting and unable to move, yet the evil hound and Yang Jian were not restricted, able to move freely like the ghost inside the classroom.

“Yang Jian, quickly help save Leuk San.” He Yiner shouted upon seeing this.

“Hmm?”

Yang Jian glanced around and immediately saw a ghost raising a large knife beside Leuk San.

“Kill it.”

Without hesitation, he ordered.

The evil hound growled, immediately pouncing forward.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiangguang showed a hint of bitter smile because he saw the ghost had already raised the knife, preparing to strike at Leuk San, yet before the knife could fall, the evil hound had already pounced, knocking it to the ground.

Beast-like biting sounds echoed.

The ghost had no power to resist, only allowing itself to be mauled, unable to fight back.

The last chance to take down Leuk San was gone.

“Seems I’ve exhausted my luck; this foolproof deadly place has resolved many enemies for me before, yet today, not a single one of the four dragged in was killed.” Zhang Xiangguang mocked himself.

Feeling his luck was unfortunate.

Even the best preparations were useless.

“Luck? You underestimate others.”

Yang Jian said coldly, “Do you think it’s easy to deal with those who survived multiple supernatural events? This isn’t like before when the supernatural just emerged, and various events were easy, naturally not producing any formidable figures, but now it’s different.”

“Makes sense. The harshest times have created your kind. Facing you, I’ve lost without complaint, though my plan has mostly succeeded now.” Zhang Xiangguang said,

Still composed and calm.

Because he knew, the outcome of the fight wouldn’t affect the success of his plan.

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