57: back to reality

Shi Yan couldn't understand these runes, so he could only memorize some of them.

“Flaming Demon Breath (B-rank): Consumes mana to unleash flames from the mouth; power is equivalent to total mana.”

This attached skill was actually decent, but Shi Yan didn't really need it.

He didn't use this kind of skill for small monsters now; he had faster and more convenient skills.

He also didn't use this kind of skill for large monsters; after all, for the current Shi Yan, those who could be called large monsters were only those in their twenties or even thirties. With his current mana, the Flaming Demon Breath he unleashed probably couldn't even break their defenses.

A warm current was drawn from his heart.

A human-head-sized fireball gradually condensed in Shi Yan's right palm. At this moment, the Lava Fireball's temperature was much higher than during the previous test, and its color had changed from the ordinary flame color to dark red.

Waves of threatening sensations emanated from within the fireball.

“Its lethality is stronger.”

A slight curve appeared at the corner of Shi Yan's mouth. For it to make him feel threatened even in his normal state, it was definitely qualified as a regular means of attack.

Not only that, Shi Yan could also feel that the energy recovery speed in his heart had increased. Now, it would probably only take about a minute to fully restore all his energy.

The total capacity of energy in his heart had also expanded, from being able to launch only five human-head-sized fireballs to now ten.

This meant that the current Shi Yan could launch a human-head-sized Lava Fireball every six seconds.

Everything had improved too much compared to before.

After familiarizing himself with the new Lava Body, Shi Yan exited the Melting Transformation. His body slowly shrank, and the Shi Yan in the mirror also slowly became smaller.

His lava-like hair slowly dimmed and finally turned back to black.

All the crimson in his eyes slowly retracted into his pupils, hidden from view, but his pupils did not return to black. Instead, they remained the same, a blood-red hue.

Shi Yan, dressed in black, stood before the mirror. His handsome face always wore an expressionless look, and combined with his blood-red pupils at the moment, he resembled a vampire noble or baron from some Western fantasy story, exuding a peculiar and cold special aura.

Shi Yan bared a smile at the mirror, revealing a mouth full of sharp fangs. His aura instantly transformed from a noble young master into a bloodthirsty, ferocious beast.

Shi Yan didn't mind. He waved his hand, and the giant mirror in front of him disappeared from its original spot, replaced by the previous room layout.

The burnt sofa also transformed into a new one.

Shi Yan turned and sat back on the sofa, continuing to browse the Slaughter Market. Finding nothing good, he exited.

Shi Yan still had over ten thousand slaughter points in his hand and didn't know what to do for a while.

Auction house? The good things there wouldn't be available for Shi Yan to get.

Shi Yan remembered he still had a naraku pot.

He took out the naraku pot from his spatial ring.

Shi Yan clicked on the naraku pot, and then a deep black gacha panel popped up on its front. Shi Yan chose one hundred draws, hoping to get something good.

The one hundred draws were quickly completed, but all that came out were some junk items.

“My luck isn't very good this time.”

Shi Yan looked at the gacha results, slightly stunned, then returned to calmness.

He recycled all the junk to the Slaughter Market, gaining one thousand slaughter points.

The progress bar at the top of the naraku pot panel changed to 200 draws / 100,000 draws. It seemed there was still a long way to go until the super grand prize.

After casually flipping through other sections of the Slaughter Paradise system and finding nothing interesting, Shi Yan exited the Slaughter Paradise and returned to reality.

Outside the living room window, it was pitch black, and the interior was also completely dark. It was already late at night in reality.

Except for the ticking sound of the clock hanging on one side, everything around was silent.

Shi Yan didn't turn on the living room lights. He went to the kitchen in the dark and cooked something to eat. This time, he made steak, then opened a bottle of red wine for himself and sat at the dining table to eat.

He picked up a large piece of steak with his chopsticks, gently opened his mouth, and bit down with his sharp teeth. A large piece of steak was easily torn off.

He chewed a few times and then swallowed it.

In fact, the current Shi Yan didn't need to eat at all, and he didn't even need to sleep much. His high physical attributes combined with his various abilities were enough for him to disregard these things.

He liked darkness, just as he did when he was an assassin before crossing over.

Now, after gaining the Shadow Transformation ability, he liked darkness even more.

Being in the dark did not affect his vision at all. All dark places appeared no different from daylight in his eyes. He wasn't very clear which specific skill caused this ability, or it might just be simply because his current physical attributes were very high.

Shi Yan's blood-red pupils flickered with a faint crimson glow, appearing exceptionally clear in the darkness.

...

The sky outside the window was faintly blue.

Shi Yan was already sitting in the living room, browsing various posts on the Slaughter Forum, absorbing all sorts of information, whether true or false.

The importance of information was unquestionable, but the veracity of the information was even more crucial. Therefore, Shi Yan only browsed these posts with an observational mindset.

Many posts on the Slaughter Forum would intentionally contain misleading or deceptive information to trick, defraud, or harm some new players.

Although Shi Yan had never encountered such things, he occasionally came across a few “calling out posts” on the forum.

As Shi Yan was browsing, a system prompt suddenly appeared.

“Your instance [Netherworld Academy] has been completed five times, you have gained 5000 slaughter points.”

Shi Yan looked at the prompt, deep in thought.

He tapped his fingers a few times, and with a flash, he appeared in the Principal's office of the instance [Netherworld Academy].

At this moment, the Principal's office was empty, and the traces of Shi Yan's battle with the previous Principal had also vanished without a trace.

Shi Yan pushed open the door and observed the corridor.

The entire academy was no different from before, except for patches of bloodstains that could be seen on the walls from time to time. They were clearly fresh, as the color was still vivid.

“Looks like it was intense.”

Shi Yan shook his head and continued walking down the corridor.

It was right after the instance had ended, so there were no players in the instance except for the student ghosts.

Shi Yan quickly walked to the door of the class he had once taught, which was marked as Sophomore Class 1.

Shi Yan gently pushed open the classroom door.

Inside, a group of students were gathered around clumps of bloody things, eating heartily, while Li Xinyi sat in her previous seat, motionless.

Shi Yan's opening of the door attracted the attention of the student ghosts. One by one, they stopped eating and turned to look at Shi Yan.

Upon seeing him clearly, their faces were filled with shock. They could not forget that face. Even though Shi Yan's appearance and aura were somewhat different now, they still recognized him—this was their Principal.

“Hello, Principal Shi!”