"What are you doing, you bastard? Hurry up and give me the head!"

Li Haiyang mustered his courage to shout at the classmate whose face was covered in black lines, but the terrifying classmate seemed not to hear him, simply playing with the rotten head. Suddenly, he pressed his face close to Li Haiyang, giving him a huge fright.

The lines on the eerie classmate's face twisted constantly, like some kind of entangled poisonous snake, constantly flicking its tongue.

"Ah..."

Li Haiyang exclaimed, almost wetting his pants in fear. After all, he was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid, where had he ever seen such a terrifying scene?

"Don't hesitate any longer, Li Haiyang! Quickly snatch back the rotten head, otherwise, we might have the first death among us..."

Shen Wei shouted from behind.

Whether it was Shen Wei's encouragement that worked, or the large secretion of dopamine and adrenaline that made him temporarily forget his fear, Li Haiyang snatched the rotten head and handed it to Wei Fang behind him.

At this time, the tapping sound had gradually slowed down. Wei Fang looked at the rotten head being handed over, hesitated for a moment, but still took it. Then, with lightning speed, she passed it to Hu Dalei behind her. Hu Dalei didn't dare to delay and quickly handed the terrifying and disgusting head to Shen Wei.

Without even looking, Shen Wei threw the head behind him.

The eerie classmate behind Shen Wei quickly got up and caught the rotten head, then passed it to the next classmate.

The tapping sound was even slower, obviously about to stop. However, the speed of the rotten head's passing suddenly accelerated. The eerie classmate in front of Li Haiyang once again got the rotten head.

This time, the chaotic lines on his face suddenly outlined a strange smile on his dark, hollow face.

Li Haiyang was terrified and didn't take the rotten head in the first moment. At this moment, the eerie tapping sound on the blackboard suddenly stopped.

And the rotten head just happened to fall on Li Haiyang's desk.

"You cheated, you cheated, I don't accept this, I don't accept this..."

Li Haiyang stood up from his seat, enduring his fear, and said.

"Punishment... punishment..."

Eerie shouts came from all directions, as if countless unseen spectators were enjoying their plight.

Li Haiyang, whose mind was on the verge of collapse, finally couldn't hold on any longer. He stood up and muttered, "I admit defeat, I can perform a talent for everyone, I'll sing a song for you..."

"Cough cough..."

Before Li Haiyang could start singing, he suddenly felt an itch in his throat. No matter how hard he tried to hold it in, he couldn't help but want to sneeze.

But it was this normal action that caused him to spew out a large number of black lines from his mouth. These black lines danced in the air, like strange octopuses.

In the end, Li Haiyang's face was also covered with those eerie lines.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Li Haiyang screamed in pain while twitching his body like he was having an epileptic fit.

Shen Wei, Hu Dalei, and Wei Fang were all so frightened by Li Haiyang's miserable state that they couldn't close their mouths.

"Shen Wei, what the hell is going on?"

"Shen Wei, is Li Haiyang dead or alive now? This is too terrifying?"

A wry smile appeared on Shen Wei's face. Then, in an extremely low voice, he said, "If nothing else goes wrong, they should be parasitized by something, these black lines. The only question is, where did it come from? And what secrets are hidden within it?..."

The black lines from Li Haiyang's mouth continued to gush out. In the end, his face became dark and empty. Within the emptiness, one could vaguely see dense, constantly wriggling black lines.

At the same time, Li Haiyang finally stopped struggling in pain and screaming miserably! Because all the lines had retracted into his head.

Li Haiyang, who had turned into a terrifying monster, did not leave, but calmly sat back in his seat.

"The second round of the game has begun, please be prepared, students..."

"Dong, dong, dong, the rapid tapping sound rang out again..."

The rotten head began to circle around in everyone's hands again.

Before long, the rotten head was passed by Li Haiyang, who had been turned into a strange line person, to Wei Fang's hand. As soon as Wei Fang touched the rotten head, a weak voice suddenly came.

"Only one of you can live, and only the living can leave..."

"Who... who is talking?"

Wei Fang asked in horror, but no one answered her question.

"Could it be that Li Haiyang, whose body was invaded by the eerie lines, is reminding me of a way out! Damn... this game can only have one survivor! I can't die, for my child, I must not die..."

The sound of tapping on the blackboard gradually slowed down. Wei Fang was still muttering to herself like a madwoman. At this time, Hu Dalei behind her finally noticed something was wrong.

"What the hell are you doing, you stinking woman? Hurry up and give me the rotten head. The drumming has slowed down now, if time runs out, we might all die..."

Facts proved that Hu Dalei's guess was correct, and the frequency suddenly slowed down a lot.

But Wei Fang didn't seem to be waiting for something, and didn't mean to return the head to Hu Dalei at all.

"I get it, you're not crazy. You're trying to kill me, you bastard..."

After Hu Dalei understood the key, he instantly flew into a rage. He stretched out his two round arms and grabbed towards Wei Fang, but Wei Fang dodged nimbly.

Hu Dalei stood up and leaned his fat body forward with difficulty. Finally, restricted by the venue, Hu Dalei finally strangled Wei Fang's neck from behind.

"Give it to me, give it to me quickly, believe it or not, I'll kill you..." Hu Dalei's face was distorted, and his voice was a little hysterical.

Wei Fang, whose neck was strangled, had a strange smile on her face. Then, she handed the rotten head in her hand to Hu Dalei. Hu Dalei took it and was about to slam it on Shen Wei's desk when an accident happened.

"Sorry, you're too late."

As soon as Wei Fang finished speaking, the sound of tapping on the blackboard suddenly disappeared.

"Life is not easy, the fatty sells his art."

The Evil God Right Hand said sarcastically!

If it was just selling art, that would be simple. This is a matter of life and death..."

Shen Wei scolded his Evil God Right Hand and looked up at Hu Dalei. At this time, Hu Dalei had stood up from his seat and was running towards the outside of the classroom.

But his body couldn't leave the desk he was sitting at too far, as if he was trapped in a ghost wall.

"Not following the rules means accepting the punishment..."

The eerie classmate who could only see the back of his head finally spoke.