The end of the world begins with failing an exam

Chapter 60

The rainy night was cold and bitter.

Under the sky full of thunder, three silent corpses were dancing strangely.

Chen Jing and Smith were like spectators, silently admiring the performance started by Bai Aji.

"I thought you were letting them shake their hands..." Chen Jing glanced at Bai Aji who was playing with the corpse with great interest, "I didn't expect you to be quite artistic."

The corpse twisted very regularly.

Although they have strange postures and look like they are dancing with demons, but if you look at them too much, you will find that...their twists are quite interesting.

It's like a dance used for sacrifice in some ancient tribe.

Spooky, weird, mysterious.

"Ha--ha--" Bai Aji grinned high, and suddenly let out a human-like laughter, and his vertical pupils were full of joy.

"You...you let me go...killing me won't do you any good..."

Smith's face could no longer tell whether it was cold sweat or rain. In his eyes, Chen Jing was even more terrifying than those so-called demons.

Even for a split second, Smith couldn't help but wonder.

This young man named Chen Jing...wouldn't have killed many people, right?
His extremely calm and gentle expression is not like what ordinary people should have.

Just like now.

Chen Jing quietly enjoyed this "music and dance drama" on a rainy night, as if the corpses were beautiful and holy dancers in his eyes.

That gaze of appreciating art is incomprehensible to Smith.

It is also what he fears.

He felt that Chen Jing looked like a pervert.

"Let me go...I will remember you as a favor..." Smith first begged in a low voice, but seeing that Chen Jing was unmoved, he couldn't help shouting hysterically, "I am the elder of the [Ether Association]! You can’t kill me!!! Kill me and you will die too!!!”

"really."

Chen Jingjing nodded, as if he was really considering whether to let him go.

Seeing this scene, Smith was ecstatic in his heart.

As if he had grasped at a life-saving straw, he desperately promised Chen Jing something he couldn't do.

"The secrets of evolution that we know, the entrance ticket to the ancient ruins of Antarctica, and... money, power! I can give them all!!"

"Do you think I need these?"

Chen Jing stretched out his hand and patted Smith's thin shoulders, soothing his emotions that were about to collapse.

"None of that matters to me."

"Then...then what do you want..." Smith's eyes were red, and he bewitched desperately, "How about [Ethereum Association]?! I can give you the entire association!! You will be the highest leader of the association at that time !!"

"I said, these are not important to me."

"Then what is important to you! Tell me!" Smith yelled at the top of his voice like a lunatic.

Chen Jing thought for a while and replied seriously.

"Without you, it's very important to me."

Each of these words spit out from Chen Jing's mouth was like a precise scalpel, cutting Smith's last psychological defense line to pieces.

Chen Jing slowly moved his face to Smith's eyes, and asked quietly.

"If...that stone tablet is taken away by you secretly...how will the association deal with you?"

Hearing this, the expression on Smith's face suddenly changed from fear to astonishment, and finally into a look of extreme despair.

Because he understood what Chen Jing wanted to do.

"If you live, I'll be in trouble."

"You're dead, and I can't run away."

"So there's only one way to go..."

Chen Jing gently patted his back to let him breathe, completely ignoring the fear in Smith's eyes.

At the same time, Bai Aji seemed to have heard Chen Jing's voice.

It suddenly looked away from the three meat dolls, turned to look at Chen Jing, then looked down at Smith, with a trace of excitement in its strange eyes.

"God will not forgive your crimes...you will go to hell..." Smith's lips trembled, and he almost spat out the last curse in an extremely vicious tone.

"hell?"

Chen Jing was taken aback by this naive curse, then couldn't help laughing, and raised his finger to Sentinel Ridge shrouded in mist...or the world outside Sentinel Ridge.

"Isn't this just?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Jingxiang took two steps back, widening the distance between the two sides.

"Actually, you know very well in your heart that if I were an ordinary human being, if my grandfather was still alive... would you let us go? I don't think our end will be any better than yours, or even worse."

Smith's lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something more, but Baiaji didn't give him another chance.

Accompanied by a beast-like growl, Baiaji began to gradually tighten his arms. The restraining force like a steel machine made the old professor in his arms completely speechless.

But just a few seconds.

Chen Jing watched Smith's face turn from red to purple.

In the end it was as white as death.

Plop.

Smith's body was thrown on the ground by Baiaji like trash.

"Ugh-"

"Good boy, well done." Chen Jing caressed Bai Aji's face, and his tone was as gentle as coaxing a child, "You take the four of them into the house first, but you can't enter the house. And they can only stand, understand?"

Bai Aji nodded obediently, then couldn't help sticking out his eyeball-filled tongue to lick Chen Jing, but Chen Jing dodged it deftly.

"Go, I'll be right there."

"Ugh-"

Chen Jing stared at Smith's body, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart... How long has it been since he returned to the real world?Why did trouble come to you out of nowhere?
Or……

The old man faked his death, but they were actually the ones he wanted to hide from?

Chen Jing looked up at the sky covered by heavy rain clouds, raised his hand to catch some rainwater and wiped it on his face.

"People will die when it rains... What kind of shit setting..." Chen Jing muttered dissatisfaction with fate, took out his phone, turned on the flash, and squatted on the ground to examine it carefully.

This yard has been in disrepair for a long time and no one maintains it, especially after the old lady left, the ground is overgrown with weeds, which is similar to a mass grave, and the yellow mud full of shoes is everywhere.

What Chen Jing was looking for on the ground was the footprints left by Smith and the others.

But as it turns out, torrential rain is a good thing.

Especially for this kind of muddy ground, a lot of things can be washed away only by continuous flushing for more than ten seconds.

"Sure enough, I can't see anything..."

Chen Jing got up and heaved a sigh of relief at the same time, then he walked slowly towards the main entrance of the old house with his hands behind his back.

He was going to find director Bai Aji and those four low-level actors to help him put on an interesting stage play in the old house.

"Old man..."

"I'm just wiping your ass..."

"I hope you don't blame me..."

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[Countdown to return to the examination room: 235 hours, 11 minutes and 35 seconds]
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(End of this chapter)