Loop...
The loop of time?!
Ryan was almost enlightened.
That's right!
Definitely right!
The method left behind by his mother had definitely worked. After all the students were killed in this classroom, the time here didn't continue to pass but kept repeating again and again.
And the time period he was in now was already in that repeated loop.
This was also the reason why those students who had already died continued to appear here and were killed again and again!
This loop.
In fact, it had already started long ago!
And the projection of that Enmity Demon, that is, the "ghost", had already been trapped by his mother's means!
But what method did she use exactly?
The mental anchor?!
Ryan frowned tightly and carefully thought about this key word.
An anchor could be understood as fixing, locking.
The meaning of "mind" was quite broad. It could refer to the heart, or it could also refer to the mind, the soul.
And obviously, "mind" here should refer to the latter.
If that was the case...
"Using certain persistence in the mind... to lock that Enmity Demon..."
Ryan frowned.
"And then trigger that loop..."
And almost at the moment when he finished speaking, the lights above his head dimmed again.
Darkness descended rapidly like a tide.
A sharp knife suddenly pierced into his back from behind and stabbed out from his chest.
But Ryan curled the corners of his mouth.
"I got it."
At this moment, Ryan smiled and suddenly reached out his hand behind him, grabbing the entire face of the ghost figure.
With great force, he threw that ghost baby heavily to the front of the classroom.
"Sure enough, all the stories revolve around'me'. Then the final way to break through the situation must also be on'me'."
Ryan ignored the wound on his chest.
He faced the ghost figure that slowly stood up in the darkness, watching it differentiate into densely packed figures like phantoms.
But Ryan didn't take action.
"You're a devil. You can indeed toy with ordinary people in the palm of your hand, but at the same time, your arrogance and stupidity have also made you pay a considerable price."
Ryan sneered.
"You killed that girl, right? And you brought her corpse here, didn't you?"
"Because if I were a devil like you, I would also be very happy to do this. Let a young lad who signed a contract with you think that he finally completed his final revenge..."
"Then you bring the girl's corpse in front of him and tell him that the death of the person he cared about the most was actually your masterpiece..."
"I think you must have been very happy to see the expression on his face at that time."
Outside, listening to Ryan's voice coming from the picture, all the trainees were full of astonishment.
Ryan smiled and said.
"And where could you hide her?"
"Under the condition that you share the same body with him, where could you hide her to make him resentful?"
At that instant.
Under the shocked gazes of all the trainees, Ryan smiled and suddenly reached out his hand, instantly reaching into his torn-open chest.
He grabbed his stomach.
"You devils!"
Ryan gritted his teeth, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears.
"You always like to use such despicable ways to make a person fearful and resentful."
Buzz—
In an instant.
In the picture, Ryan's hand grasping his stomach tightened little by little. He gritted his teeth, bent down, opened his mouth, and kept retching.
It was as if that person wasn't him but the role he was playing.
Little by little.
He opened his mouth ferociously, and large amounts of hair slowly gushed out of his mouth.
He used his other hand to grab those hair strands with mucus and slowly pulled them out of his mouth.
First the top of the head, then the forehead, eyes, nose...
The head of a girl that had been almost completely corroded by stomach acid was slowly pulled out of his stretched-open mouth by him bit by bit.
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Under the horrified gazes of those trainees, the girl's head, neck, shoulders, and torso were slowly pulled out of his stomach by him in that terrifying way.
Even that "ghost" stopped.
Whoosh—
The girl's rotten corpse fell heavily on the floor in front of Ryan.
Ryan propped himself up on the ground, breathing heavily, but he still raised his head, looked at that "ghost" with a sneer, and said.
"Was it like this? After you helped my role kill all the people here, did you present this scene in front of him in this way?!"
"How interesting?!"
"The only girl who was nice to me died because of me, and her corpse was still being digested in my stomach. I killed all the people I resented, but I myself was going to be enslaved by the devil I should hate the most?"
"You must have been very happy at that time, right?"
In fact, Ryan had already guessed it long ago.
Because he was no longer an ordinary human on Earth. He had struggled in the dark world for two years. He had seen many things that were even more appalling than this.
So he understood the devils' methods better than anyone else!
They would use all kinds of methods to deal with those creatures who fell into this world and then taste their fear and pain.
And actually.
The hint that the girl was in his stomach had already been shown on that photo.
Because that photo had signs of decay, especially the girl's face on the photo, which had mottled decay marks.
And the blood on the photo also indicated her death.
And more importantly...
Ryan wiped the mucus from the corners of his mouth with a sneer and said, "Wang Tao, after so many loops, it's time for you to face reality..."
He slowly stretched out his hand, reaching towards the back of his head, touching the face on the back of his head.
He touched the eyes that were staring fixedly backwards.
In an instant, it seemed that cold liquid smeared his entire palm.
"She's dead. She's dead."
And it was at that moment.
A suppressed, extremely mournful cry like that of a young animal rang out from the back of his head and echoed throughout the classroom.
That voice seemed to be filled with endless pain and hatred.
The densely packed ghostly figures in the classroom immediately seemed to be touched and rushed towards Ryan madly.
But Ryan didn't move.
He stared deeply ahead, and one tentacle after another shot out, firmly blocking them there.
"She's your mental anchor, right?"
"Although you might not have had much interaction with her, although you might have only said a few words to each other, in that school that was like hell, she might have already become your sustenance long ago."
The face on the back of his head became even more painful and mournful.
Ryan closed his eyes.
He could understand.
In the midst of that all-round despair and pain, even just a tiny bit of kindness...
Could be firmly remembered by him.
Because it was almost the only light.
Perhaps for that girl, that was just a small act out of a sense of justice, but for this young man, it was almost everything.
And who could allow someone to hurt that bit of light in their heart...
It could be said that the girl's kindness gave hope to his life, but it also made him go to extremes.
The face on the back of his head.
It was not only that "ghost".
It was also Wang Tao, the role he was playing.
And the backward-looking gaze represented the future that he didn't want to face that had already happened.
He wrapped himself up and made himself always look backward, because at least in the past before knowing the truth, that girl was still alive.
And the "mental anchor" in his mother's words.
Perhaps it was that bit of sustenance.
That bit of obsession of not wanting to fall into darkness, not wanting to submit to reality, and rather dying than giving up the girl in his heart...
And his mental anchor.
Was his own key.