Chapter 30

Professor Qiu was stunned. It was the first time in his career that he had been lectured by a student pointing a finger at his nose. He was clearly not used to it.

Wen Liangshan's mind went blank as he looked at the scene before him.

He didn't understand. They were clearly the weaker party, so why did it feel like Jiang Cheng had the upper hand?

To scold ghosts while pointing at their noses, and scolding two at once, how dare he?

"Me?" Professor Qiu's eyes twitched. "What about me?"

"I ask you, what is this place?" Jiang Cheng pointed to the ground, his momentum full.

"The dissection room."

"Good. Since you know this is the dissection room, don't you know you should keep quiet?" Jiang Cheng pressed, "What were you doing shouting so loudly just now? Did you think that because you're a professor, no one can do anything to you?"

"I..."

"Don't explain. Explanations are just excuses. I'm going to report what happened here today to the college, and cancel your year-end evaluation qualifications. Don't even think about bonuses. Everyone can eat dirt at the end of the year."

Only when they heard the second half of this sentence did Wang Wenli and Qiu Xicheng show obvious signs of panic. Qiu Xicheng quickly tried to appease him, saying, "What are you saying? Don't be angry. We're doing this for your own good. Let's both take a step back, okay?"

"Okay, that depends on whether you're sincere." Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, pointed to the registration book a few steps away, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Professor Wang, please get the registration book for me. I'm late today, and I haven't had time to sign."

"Okay, okay." Wang Wenli cooperated fully, as if he really believed that he and Professor Qiu would be punished because of Jiang Cheng's words.

Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the two of them had been soaking in glass jars for too long and their brains were damaged.

Wang Wenli walked to the table and picked up the registration book.

"And a pen." Jiang Cheng craned his neck and instructed, "Don't forget the pen. How can I sign without a pen?"

"Okay, okay."

But at the moment Wang Wenli picked up the pen, Jiang Cheng, Fatty, and a few others suddenly frowned. Wen Liangshan's lips even turned white.

The registration book and pen were placed at one end of a long table, and at the other end of the table, there was something covered with a cloth.

Judging from the shape of the cloth, the object underneath was about several dozen centimeters high and was a rather large cylinder.

Because the cloth covering it matched the decor of the room, everyone hadn't noticed it at first.

But now that the cloth had fallen off, everyone saw that what was covered underneath was actually a large specimen jar.

And inside the jar was a human head.

Shi Xiaoya's head!

Unlike all the other heads they had seen before, Shi Xiaoya's head was grinning, her eyes wide open, and her eyes were as red as if they could bleed.

The head floated up and down in the glass jar, her long black hair dancing like a messy clump of seaweed.

But this terrifying scene seemed to be visible only to Jiang Cheng and the others. The two professors and the rest of the students all had the same expressions as before.

After receiving the registration book and confirming that it was correct, Jiang Cheng quickly signed his name.

Then he immediately turned around and walked out, saying as he walked, "Okay, that's the end of this matter today. I'm a man of my word. I won't go around spreading rumors about your violations."

Fatty, Huai Yi, and Wen Liangshan retreated slowly with great perception and followed Jiang Cheng out.

5 meters.

4 meters.

3 meters.

...

The door was getting closer and closer, and everyone's heart was in their throats.

Since just now, no sound had been made from behind. Neither of the two professors nor the students had any intention of stopping them.

2 meters.

1 meter.

Just as Jiang Cheng, who was at the front, had already stepped out and was about to cross the threshold, a harsh scraping sound rang out from behind, like a knife scratching glass.

Wen Liangshan subconsciously turned his head to look. The next second, his eyeballs almost popped out.

He saw that the scene behind him was completely different from before. The two professors had now taken off their masks, their clothes were open, revealing the slippery, dark green skin underneath. Even from this distance, he could smell the pungent odor emanating from them.

And those students had also completely changed their appearance. The faces after they took off their masks... were empty.

Their mouths, noses, chins, and everything else had disappeared, as if they had been dug away by something.

The clothes they were wearing had also changed. They were no longer wearing white coats, but something similar to plastic. At this moment, the clothes were open in the middle, revealing a Y-shaped wound extending from the neck to the abdomen. Their stomachs were empty, and their internal organs and intestines had been removed.

On their clothes, there were also numbers marked with a black marker.

Starting from the leftmost side, 1, 2, 3, 4... all the way to 13.

A strange sense of dizziness came over him, and Wen Liangshan's mind became increasingly heavy, but he also understood that these students were probably dissected corpses.

Just one second before Wen Liangshan lost consciousness, a hand reached out from behind and grabbed his collar, dragging him out. "What are you still looking at? Run!"

Jiang Cheng used his strength with one hand, directly dragging Wen Liangshan out of the dissection room. Strangely enough, the moment Wen Liangshan left the threshold of the dissection room, he regained consciousness.

While dragging Wen Liangshan away, Jiang Cheng took the opportunity to glance inside. The two professors stood in the middle, staring at them with resentful eyes.

The students stood neatly behind the professors, the scene was very ritualistic, like a medieval church holding some kind of mysterious ceremony.

Even more terrifying was that the two professors were holding the specimen jar containing the human head together.

At this time, the specimen jar was covered with fine cracks, as if it was about to burst at any moment. Through the fine cracks, Jiang Cheng saw an astonishing scene.

The head inside... had changed.

No, that's not right, it was still Shi Xiaoya's head, but in addition to Shi Xiaoya's face, behind her thick long hair, there was another face hidden.

It was an old woman's face.

The old woman's face stared at them intently, manipulating the head to frantically slam into the glass container, as if trying to get out and bite them to death.

The ghost-faced old woman!

Jiang Cheng turned around and ran. He took out his phone and glanced at it. There were less than 5 seconds left until the final deadline.

As the timer reached zero, a "bang" sound came from behind.

Jiang Cheng understood that it was the ghost-faced old woman. She was out.

The group ran to the stairs, almost jumping down several steps at a time. Something was chasing after them in the corridor behind them. It was very fast and sounded very large.

In short, it didn't sound like just a head.

"Doctor..." Fatty ran breathlessly, "One of those students is very special. She's a girl. She hasn't changed. I suspect she's Xiao Ting. She's been hiding among those students, so she didn't die."

Jiang Cheng didn't pay attention. He was only focused on the ghost face just now. "Are you sure?"