Zhou Hu was caught in a frenzied escape along with the crowd at school, his mind a whirl of chaos, as if stuffed with a tangled mess, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.
He couldn't understand it—this was a school! It was the Martial Arts Joint Examination! There were cameras everywhere. It was the safest place he had carefully chosen!
Why had such terrifying monsters suddenly appeared out of nowhere?
Screams and cries filled his ears, and everywhere he looked was stained with the color of blood. Zhou Hu felt his understanding of reality being violently challenged.
His worldview was being crushed by an invisible black hand and tossed into the trash.
"Is this a damn school or a slaughterhouse?!"
At that moment, Zhou Hu's gaze was suddenly caught by a familiar figure.
"Feng Mu? He's here too!"
Zhou Hu instinctively slowed his pace, his pupils shrinking sharply into pinpoints.
