Bizarre Honkai, a Wife-Chasing Crematorium

"...Restarted."

Li Mo ran his hands over his neck, then up to his head.

"Head's still here."

"This is… the school gate."

Li Mo quickly calmed himself down, even though he had already guessed what kind of bloody scene had happened just now.

Time was of the essence. He had to deal with the bizarre entities here as soon as possible. Staying here would only lead to more deaths and more danger.

"So this time's bizarre entity is attached to {Kiana Kaslana}, otherwise she wouldn't be doing things that are not in line with her normal behavior."

"There's nothing wrong with the gate, but after entering the school gate, I'm forced to get decapitated, with no way to resist."

"There must be something wrong with the voice from the intercom. The thermometer showed a change right after the voice spoke. And I wasn't immediately killed after that, meaning it's not related to the bizarre-possessed {Kiana Kaslana}. She only appears after I die. So there are two possibilities—"

"One is that there's someone in the broadcasting room, but that person has a problem. A ghost has already infiltrated the crowd. This is the worst-case scenario. I can't convince the others to help me kill that ghost among the crowd."

"The second is that there's no one in the broadcasting room and the intercom itself is a ghost. I could perfectly solve this by piercing my eardrums, then get MEI to heal me afterward."

"No... there's a third possibility. Both the intercom and the person speaking through the intercom have problems!"

With just one death, Li Mo quickly analyzed all the reasonable possibilities.

He raised his head and looked at the lifeless school. The answer was definitely inside.

If he wanted to solve this problem, he had to enter the school building of St. Freya Academy.

Li Mo had already figured out how to deal with the gate issue. However, he had to confirm one of those three possibilities, or he would end up with errors in his future judgments.

"Now it's your turn to play your part."

Although Li Mo really didn't want to use the notebook, this notebook never told him the correct answer for a one-time clear.

Even if it gave him an answer that would definitely lead to success, if Li Mo completely trusted the notebook and did what it said, he would only die many times.

Without a doubt, if he died too many times, Li Mo would be consumed by the bizarre entities and completely lose himself.

[...]

"Don't want to say it?"

"I know you can understand human language and logic. Listen up, if you continue to play dead, I don't mind leaving this place right now and ordering a high-density, pressure-resistant box reinforced with Honkai energy. It will be sized to fit you perfectly so you can't move."

"Then I'll lock you inside it and sink it to the bottom of the sea."

"After all, you're not the Titanic, and there are no millionaires willing to spend money to sightsee in such a dangerous place."

"You'll be forever submerged in darkness, continuing to plot your doomed schemes in endless solitude."

"If you're afraid, give me an answer right now. I don't mind how many traps you set on it, but I want to see a clear and accurate answer. Otherwise, there's no use in keeping you around."

Li Mo made his threat, and as he spoke, he turned and started to walk away, as if he were really going to leave.

Perhaps Li Mo's words made the notebook feel apprehensive, because crooked words gradually appeared on its pages—

[My name is Li Mo. When you see these words, I am dying and about to be reborn. ]

"You don't have to repeat that phrase. You say that every time. Don't waste time."

[I'm about to enter the school building, but before I do, I need to determine the source of the danger, the intercom. ]

[Currently, I have three possibilities. One is that a ghost has infiltrated the crowd in the broadcasting room, and that ghost is using the intercom to attract other horrors in an attempt to kill me. ]

[Two, there's no one in the broadcasting room, and the intercom itself is a ghost. ]

[The third case is the most serious: The intercom is a ghost, and a ghost has also infiltrated the crowd in the broadcasting room. ]

[Before I can determine which case it is, entering the school is a dead end, because I cannot fight against the ghosts at all. ]

"..." Li Mo coughed guiltily twice. "I have a brain, that's enough. At worst, I'll bring my main wife over to beat these guys up."

[Currently, there are two methods I've thought of. One is to leave temporarily and invite Ellie. Using Ellie's "characteristics," I can easily deal with the ghosts in the school. But that would mean I cannot completely eradicate the bizarre entities in this world, which is my last resort. ]

[The second method is the one I least want to use. I'm attempting to get an answer from this bizarre notebook. ]

[The answer the notebook gave is: The first situation: a ghost infiltrated the crowd in the broadcasting room, and the ghost is attempting to kill me by using the intercom to attract horrors. ]

Li Mo quickly closed the notebook and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good, it's not the third scenario. Although it's not easy to solve, at least there's still a chance."

Li Mo didn't stop in place. He immediately rushed to the school's wall.

"If I can't go through the gate, I'll just climb over the wall."

Li Mo jumped from the spot and then successfully...

Fell to the ground.

"Tsk… I forgot that I've only died once in this world. My body doesn't have the same strength as last time when I died twice."

Li Mo rubbed his rear, remembering his body's strength after dying twice on his last mission.

Each time he returned to the original world after completing a mission, the accumulated deaths would be cleared.

Dying once would allow him to reach the peak of human ability, with a hundred-meter sprint taking just over nine seconds. He could easily reach the world's best level in high jump and long jump.

Dying twice was already beyond human level. In a sense…

Li Mo felt that after dying twice, he was closer to some kind of bizarre entity. As long as it wasn't a fatal wound, it would be repaired instantly. Even if half his head was split open, as long as his consciousness hadn't determined that he was dead, he could quickly recover.

He could smash a truck with one punch, and he could charge through a hail of bullets without any problem.

His combat power after dying three times was about the same as a normal Herrscher. He didn't have any special skills. His only ability was that his punches had a power similar to that of the Herrscher of Binding, which would suppress the recipient's powers for a short while, along with the ability to instantly recover from death.

As for more death counts… Li Mo didn't dare to try. The more he died, the faster he would lose himself.

What if one day he couldn't hold on…

"Hah! Don't overthink it… Those lazy women at home are still waiting for me to go back and cook for them."

Li Mo shook his head vigorously to force himself to stay awake. Good, his head didn't fly off.

It was unrealistic to jump over the wall in one go. He needed a running start.

For Li Mo, who was now at the peak of human capability, stamina was the least of his concerns.

With a running start, he successfully got inside the school. The school building was just ten meters in front of him, and the intercom was above him.

Whether it was his imagination or not, the intercom seemed to stiffly turn its head towards Li Mo. As it rotated, it made a "buzzing" friction sound. The dark intercom was like an eye spying from the darkness.

"I didn't guess wrong. The problem is indeed the act of entering the gate."

Li Mo bit his index finger, a human habit that not everyone had, but ghosts certainly didn't.

After all, most ghosts just acted according to the rules. Compared to the ever-changing minds of humans, they were more like strictly running program codes, unless they were special ghosts with human consciousness.

"First, go to the broadcasting room and find that ghost. Otherwise, it will interfere with dealing with the bizarre entity later."

Li Mo made up his mind and went to the school's navigation map to find the location of the broadcasting room.

It was in the innermost room on the second floor.

As he walked upstairs, Li Mo carefully observed the surroundings.

There weren't any bodies around, but he could smell a strong stench of rotting flesh.

There wasn't any blood, which was so clean that it gave him a chill.

This was a school. Even if it was cleaned daily, it couldn't be so clean.

This situation now meant that there had been no human activity here for a long time.

Soon, Li Mo reached the second floor. Looking around, the corridor was a field of scarlet.

"Ugh… it really makes you want to throw up." Li Mo covered his mouth. The scene in front of him caused him to feel five parts physiological discomfort.

If he hadn't been dealing with bizarre entities for a long time, seeing the mountains of corpses in front of him, with maggots wriggling on rotting skin and bugs devouring the corpses until only the pale skeletons remained, with bits of blurry blood still stuck to them, would have been a truly awful sight.

"The heads and bodies are separated. The corpses are concentrated at the doors."

"It seems the supernatural phenomenon is not just at the school gate, but... at all the doors. Once you open a door and go inside, you get decapitated immediately."

"No wonder there aren't any bodies on the stairs. The stench of rotting flesh is coming from the corridor. The students were in class. They die when they open the door, so naturally they can't walk on the stairs, and they can't escape the St. Freya that the bizarre entity has taken over."

Li Mo looked to both sides of the doors. The classrooms had windows, which were all open.

He walked over and discovered that the classrooms were empty. There weren't even any corpses.

"So, opening a door is a guaranteed death, but escaping through the windows is no problem. The stairs are also no problem, otherwise, there would definitely be corpses in the classrooms and on the stairs."

"Keep moving forward."

Li Mo stepped on the scarlet bones and walked toward the depths of the corridor. He paused briefly each time he passed a classroom.

"Not everyone has the courage to escape."

"There aren't many bags in the classrooms. The survivors must have taken them."

Li Mo's voice was cold, and he didn't show any sympathy.

Death not only strengthened him but also gradually eroded his emotions.

Soon, Li Mo reached the broadcasting room, but there were no windows here.

Li Mo approached the door but didn't choose to open it because opening the door was certain death. He wasn't stupid enough to think this door was different…

But inside, he could vaguely hear the sounds of people talking. Roughly estimating, there were more than ten people.

Under normal circumstances, there was usually no one in the school's broadcasting room. After all, everyone was in class.

But under the premise that there were no windows, this group of people was still able to enter the broadcasting room safely.

This could only mean one thing.

"Ghosts cannot be killed."

"So, the first person to enter after opening the door isn't human, but a ghost."

Li Mo quickly made his conclusion.

The ghost lured the survivors into the broadcasting room, but… why?

What was the purpose of doing this?

Wait...

Li Mo suddenly realized something. There were no windows that could serve as an emergency escape route, so the only ones who could leave the broadcasting room were the ghosts themselves.

Once a living person entered the broadcasting room, they wouldn't be able to leave alive, because going in and out of doors was certain death.

And staying in the broadcasting room would mean facing all sorts of difficulties, such as food, water, emotional breakdowns, violence, and other problems.

In other words: This was a room where the living were guaranteed to die.

They couldn't escape. To try to escape meant certain death.