98: Boning knife

The next day, new Humans arrived.

The number of Humans had already reached over two thousand three hundred.

Such a large increase in numbers also meant that a proportionally large number of Humans had died last night.

Devils Livestream still hadn't broadcast any information.

Aside from a few slightly anxious Humans, most were still completely relaxed.

Camping, picnics, grills...

Devils Livestream looked like a grand outdoor variety show.

However, the leisurely time gave people a feeling that something was brewing!

While the Humans outside were so relaxed.

In the East Ying camp, sudden roars erupted, even spreading out of the dormitory building.

"Where did you get your money from? Huh?!" Chu Ze stared, looking intently at Bukawa Takehito and a few other Japanese persons.

In the hands of these few Humans, there were surprisingly one or two purple currencies.

This money, where did this money come from?!

"Chu-san, this money, this money, it was on me when I woke up." Bukawa Takehito's face was full of bitterness, and he was also at a loss.

"Are you taking me for a fool?!" Chu Ze's teeth were almost ground to dust: "Did you or did you not go and snatch the money buried in the ground yesterday?"

"No, we didn't even leave our accommodation," someone emphasized.

"Enough!" Chu Ze didn't want to listen to the others' words at all.

Now, this money, it was very clear, was the money that shouldn't be touched!

Thinking that because of these guys, he would also be implicated and dragged into that place, Chu Ze's expression darkened again.

"Damn it! A bunch of scoundrels!"

Taking a deep breath, Chu Ze suppressed his anger: "I'm going out for a bit, you all stay here!"

...

The Dragon Country dormitory area.

Jiang Ye woke up with a yawn, only to be met with a stack of documents.

Feng Weimian was the one holding these documents.

"I thought about it all night, completely unable to figure out how the Meatpacking Plant could be connected to this Fengshan School."

"So I went to the School's archives early this morning and found some things."

"You..." Jiang Ye didn't know whether to lament this guy's skill and daring, or appreciate his effort in finding the information.

It was also while his gaze was moving over Feng Weimian's body that Jiang Ye's sight fixed on his forearm: "You're injured?"

Feng Weimian shook his head: "Minor injury."

"Met a Ghost?" Jiang Ye had a guess.

The A Man in front of him chuckled lightly: "Actually, from looking for documents yesterday until today, I've already encountered five Ghosts."

"It's just a shame that my methods can't harm those things, so I could only leave."

Hearing Feng Weimian's words, Jiang Ye had a new understanding of this guy.

Although he couldn't deal with Ghosts, being able to escape from Ghosts five times in a row was not simple strength!

Without asking anything further, Jiang Ye took the documents he had obtained at the cost of injury.

There was a lot of stuff in these documents.

Opening the first page, it was a transaction list.

Senior Year (3) Class: 53 Humans

Estimated value: 2.65 million

Quality: High grade

Seal: Ghost Market, Mayor has stamped.

Looking at this list, Jiang Ye turned to the second page.

Among them, a black and white photo appeared.

In the photo, it was a class group photo.

Written on the back of the photo was -- Senior Year (3) Class.

This photo...

When his hand touched this photo, Jiang Ye could feel a surge of Ghost qi in his Ghost Muscle, Ghost heart, and Ghost stomach.

It was as if this photo contained some extremely deep obsession!

It was also at the moment when these Ghost weapon organs in his body fluctuated that Jiang Ye suddenly saw that the scene in the photo before him gradually changed!

Feng Weimian, who was beside him, noticed it first and immediately looked over.

A layer of Ghost qi uncontrollably spread out.

Until the end, the scene in the photo was re-fixed.

The scene above made both Jiang Ye and Feng Weimian feel horrified!

Only to see.

On this photo.

The original class photo of the 53 Students and their Teacher was gone.

Replacing it was a monster.

A monstrously hideous monster, stitched together with heads and limbs!

If you look closely.

You can find.

This stitched monster was constructed from those 53 Students!

"This should be the masterpiece of the Meatpacking Plant." Feng Weimian, who was beside him, said with a hint of coldness in his tone.

Jiang Ye didn't say anything and then turned to the third page.

It was a diary entry.

Judging by the handwriting, it was indeed the Master of the diary from yesterday.

This was the diary entry from the two lost days.

July 13th, Overcast.

You all said I was crazy!

Said I fabricated a class that didn't exist, how is that possible?

How could it not exist?!

Senior Year (3) Class, they are my Students!

July 14th, Rain.

I know now, I know it all!

They are controlling everything, the Mayor of Ghost Market sold all 3021 Humans of our Fengshan School to the Meatpacking Plant!

That's right, I thought correctly, even if I entered a mental hospital, I thought correctly!

...

July 27th, ?

I am the Dean, and I accidentally saw Xia Teacher's diary entries, they are all recently updated.

I am very confused as these diary entries shouldn't exist, because Xia Teacher passed away three years ago!

...

The information Feng Weimian found was absolutely significant.

Regarding the over one hundred million currency hidden inside the School, Jiang Ye gradually sorted out his thoughts.

In reality, it was not much different from what he thought yesterday.

The Meatpacking Plant putting so much money here only made sense if they bought all the Students in the entire School.

"This also corroborates some of our ideas, the time should be tonight... I don't know how many Humans will survive."

Jiang Ye exhaled a turbid breath, looked at the System, and only by seeing the System did he feel a little at ease.

"Before the danger arrives, we can equip ourselves." Feng Weimian said, taking out a photo from a pile of information documents.

This was a Butcher holding a knife.

"The documents show that this Butcher used the knife in his hand to kill the entire Senior Year (3) Class."

"And Senior Year (3) Class was a Ghost class."

When Feng Weimian said this, the meaning was already very clear.

"You want to get the knife in this Butcher's hand?" Jiang Ye asked.

"Mm."

Hearing Feng Weimian's words, Jiang Ye waved at him and then came to the bed.

Lifted the bedsheet.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

Pig slaughtering knife, boning knife, meat scraping knife, opening knife, hair scraping knife...

Six knives stained with blood and simultaneously emitting a strong ominous aura made Feng Weimian completely unable to look away.

"This..." He looked at the old photo.

What Feng Weimian could be sure of was that these knives in front of him were clearly that Butcher's!

"How did you get them?!"

Although Feng Weimian had never been very interested in anything, this scene in front of him was clearly an exception.

"Found them." Jiang Ye smiled.

Naturally, he couldn't say that he won these from a Yellow-grade lottery draw.

Originally, he felt that this thing was a huge loss!

But according to the System's description, this was a treasure nurtured for a hundred years by a black-clothed Ghost using his essence blood!

It was one of the few things that Humans could use to harm Ghosts!