"The evening wind blows the willows, the flute sounds fade, and the sun sets beyond the mountains.
At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of the acquaintances are scattered.
"A jug of turbid wine is enough to make me happy, and tonight, I will not dream of the cold night…"
As the faint and melodious song with the sorrow of separation sounded in the room, the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere in the room seemed to have been purified, and it actually became exceptionally harmonious.
Just by listening to this song, an image appeared in its mind.
"Long pavilion, ancient path, fragrant grass.”
On the ancient path, friends played farewell music, but when they heard the last two sentences, this sadness of separation instantly rose to a higher level, mixed with an indescribable reluctance.
Not only her, but when the people in the live broadcast room heard this song, their hearts seemed to be blocked by something.
The sadness that he could not vent, the feeling of parting with an old friend.
All of them were stimulated by this song.
"I don't know why, but this song makes my heart feel stifled.”
"I can't bear it, but I'm determined. The vicissitudes of life and splendor coexist. It's just like the sunset, old friends parting, and distant songs.”
"Tearful eyes, I remember my childhood friend who I separated from before.”
"The lyrics of this song are really amazing! It was at least a song that had been sung for thousands of years!”
The
female ghost was confused as images appeared in her mind.
"To see nothing and hear nothing, is this the price?”
A drop of crystal clear tear slowly fell from the corner of her eye.
The next moment, she stretched out her hand toward Zhang Fan, as if she was trying to grab something.
But at the next moment.
Her body was the first to shatter like porcelain, and a thick black smoke drifted out of her body.
Zhang Fan finished his song and looked at the note in his hand.
Spread it out and lay it flat.
"The principal's actions are clearly showing contempt for the law. I find it very hard to imagine that someone with such a high degree of education would actually have such a ridiculous idea. There's nothing wrong with believing, but you shouldn't…"
Zhang Fan continued reading the rest of the content.
"…I've been ostracized. I know why they're avoiding me, but this shouldn't be the case.”
If he continued reading, there were only four words left.
"I've compromised. I'll play a farewell song for her! This was the only thing he could do.
Every high-level ghost would have some information about it. This made Zhang Fan feel like he was playing a horror game.
Moreover, there was something strange.
That was, when he picked up the note that originally belonged to Gu Xiaomeng, his mission progress had directly progressed by 10%, but the last two notes did not bring him any progress.
Maybe Gu Xiaomeng was more fierce?
After all, it was a Red Specter.
There were a total of three pieces of paper: Gu Xiaomeng, Liu Chunsheng, and now Hu Fangfang.
From the information they left behind, it seemed that something extraordinary had happened in this school before, which led to the formation of the Shadow Realm.
Moreover, all three of them were involved.
At the same time, Zhang Fan also thought of another problem. Could the principal he mentioned also become a malicious ghost?
If that was the case, then the principal must be at least a Red Specter.
At that time, he would definitely be able to kill him.
However, he still did not know where the principal was.
Of course, he had his own guesses.
Perhaps the principal was on the third floor, which could not be opened.
Therefore, Zhang Fan decided to
continue bombing the classroom and continue to seek death.
Just as he was about to go out, he seemed to have thought of something and turned around to look at the ghosts below.
He smiled.
"Brother Fan laughed. F * ck, I suddenly have a bad feeling.”
"Could it be that Brother Fan is going to start promoting the idea of building a society again?”
"Awesome, awesome, will Brother Fan create a socialistic ghost country in the Shadow Realm in the future?”
"If that's the case, then it's going to be a big deal. You have to know that these participants from the Shadow Realm will meet sooner or later. When the other countries 'participants arrive, they'll find out that Brother Fan has established a ghost country and that he's facing thousands of ghosts alone. It's very interesting to think about it.”
"F * ck, you're making me a little excited.”
"However, it's not impossible. You have to know that the Black Shirt and Red Shirt from before all have special feelings for Brother Fan. With their help, it's really possible to establish a ghost country.”
Zhang Fan first swept his eyes across the classroom. All the ghosts he saw trembled and lowered their heads.
"Do all of you ghosts not feel the value of your existence?”
Zhang Fan's voice was as loud as thunder.
"That's because you don't have a currency to measure value. You don't have demand. Without demand, there will be no supply. Therefore, when a world without demand, supply, and production appears, you feel emptiness.”
What was supply, what was currency, and what was demand?
They didn't know any of this, but they did know one thing about Zhang Fan, which was that he had been repeating the same thing day and night. This caused them to have no idea what they were or what they wanted to do.
"Today, I'm going to teach you-"
"Capital, Volume One. What is capital?”
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