Chapter 72

Chapter 72

At the mention of that, an awkward look flashed across his piggish face. Hadn’t he missed Liu Ye so much he was nearly going mad? After all, Liu Ye had gotten out by stepping on his head.

“Well, your Second Uncle hasn’t exactly had it easy these past few years. I didn’t make any money, so I was too ashamed to go back,” Pig-Head Chef said, his face full of misery.

When Liu Ye heard that, he immediately felt the same way. You really didn’t know until you left home. The outside world was nice, sure, but surviving out here was just too hard. If not for the warmhearted help of Brother Driver and the others, he never would have settled down so quickly.

“Second Uncle, don’t worry. I’ll be working here from now on too. The two of us, uncle and nephew, can earn good money together, then go back to the village and build a big house!”

The moment he said that, Pig-Head Chef’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

“What? You’re working here? What kind of work? Security guard?”

“What security guard? I’m a teacher here!” Liu Ye said proudly.

“You can’t even read! What kind of teacher are you?” Pig-Head Chef shouted, on the verge of collapse.

“Why can’t someone who can’t read be a teacher? I’m a great teacher. If you don’t believe me, ask my students.”

Liu Ye turned to look at Yellow Hair and the other Fiends.

What could Yellow Hair and the others say? They could only nod with long faces and agree.

Pig-Head Chef knew exactly what they had been through just from the looks on their faces. After all, everything they had experienced was merely what he had left over from back then.

Liu Ye was better now that he had grown up. Back when he was still a baby, though, that guy…

At the memory of that scene, Pig-Head Chef couldn’t help trembling.

“Uncle, make me something to eat. I’m starving. I’ve been missing your cooking all these years,” Liu Ye said with a smile.

What could Pig-Head Chef say? He had to cook. Otherwise, who knew what kind of stunt this little menace would pull?

So he went into the kitchen and brought out an iron pot of soup. There was a bite-shaped gap in the rim of the pot, and whether it was an illusion or not, the pot seemed to be shaking.

The moment the soup came out, everyone present, human and Fiend alike, went mad. One after another, they lost control and lunged toward the pot.

But then a horrifying Terror aura suddenly erupted from Pig-Head Chef, instantly forcing all of them flat onto the ground.

Liu Ye, of course, was the exception.

Pig-Head Chef wasn’t surprised. After all, this kid had grown up eating his food.

His food was not something ordinary people could handle. After eating it, regular humans and low-level Fiends would become hopelessly addicted, eventually offering up everything they had.

But for high-level Fiends or Liu Ye, this food was simply an incredible tonic.

Liu Ye looked at the pot of soup, and nostalgia immediately appeared on his face.

“It’s still this pot. I was the one who bit that gap into it back then… Huh? Why is the pot shaking? Second Uncle, are your hands trembling?”

“No!”

Pig-Head Chef desperately pinned the iron pot down, keeping it from escaping.

“Oh, right, Second Uncle, do you know where Fourth Uncle and Fifth Uncle are? I only remember seeing them once when I was little, and then I never saw them again. Second Uncle, you… Huh? Second Uncle, why are you crying?”

“It’s nothing… I miss them too! Wuu, wuu, wuu…”

How was Pig-Head Chef missing them? He was scared out of his wits.

Back then, there had been ten brothers in all, and in the end only three were left. If he hadn’t had this one skill, he would have followed in the footsteps of the others long ago.

Realizing he had touched on Second Uncle’s sore spot, Liu Ye sighed as well, then beckoned to Yellow Hair and the other Fiends trembling behind him.

“Come over and eat some too. It’s fine. We’re all family here. Your teacher’s treating.”

When Yellow Hair and the other Fiends heard that, they immediately came over carefully, then obediently filled bowls of soup and began sipping it in small mouthfuls. As the soup entered their mouths, blissful expressions appeared on their faces.
But in the next second, several images suddenly flashed through Yellow Hair’s mind.

In those images, every one of them wore faces full of terror. The students were even breaking into fierce arguments among themselves.

It seemed to be a scene from when they had still been alive.

Their class had encountered a truly Terror event, and the students had died one after another in gruesome ways… What had it been?

The image flickered, and Yellow Hair saw a Terror figure.

“The game has begun!”

Thud!

Yellow Hair dropped to the floor in a sitting heap.

He remembered. He remembered how he had died!

In that instant, the yin energy around him surged. The last traces of reason in his mind gradually vanished, and a Fiendish Form began to appear on his face.

But in the very next second…

Smack!

A slap landed on the back of his head and knocked him right back to himself.

“What’s wrong with you? How’d you suddenly fall over like that?” Liu Ye asked nervously.

After all, falling down was no small matter. Take Brother Guiwa, for example. He was always falling over, and that was why he never grew tall.

“Teach… Teacher…”

Yellow Hair came back to his senses, still shaken by the state he had just been in. He had almost turned into a mindless Chang Ghost.

He looked at Liu Ye with some gratitude, only to hear Liu Ye suddenly say, “Little Bu, you’re making me worry about you. How about this? Tonight, I’ll sleep in your dorm room and have a nice heart-to-heart with you!”

Yellow Hair: “…”

Looking at Yellow Hair’s “moved” expression, Liu Ye nodded in satisfaction. He had noticed earlier that Yellow Hair’s face didn’t look right. The handbook said a teacher had to pay attention to a student’s mental state at all times and have heart-to-hearts with them whenever possible.

And before they left, they even paid the meal bill.

“Why doesn’t he have to pay?” one Fiend said indignantly.

“He’s my ancestor. Are you?” Pig-Head glared at him.

“And it’s not just what you ate. You have to pay for his share too! Hurry up!”

He couldn’t afford to take a loss.

The crowd of Fiends: “…”

With no other choice, they pooled together some yin energy and paid for the meal. After that, they became even weaker.

That night, Liu Ye arrived at Yellow Hair’s dorm room with a pillow in his arms.

The moment he stepped through the door, he smelled mildew.

“Whoa. Your dorm’s filthy enough,” Liu Ye said with a frown.

Yellow Hair and the other three Fiends gave awkward grins. In truth, what dorm room did they even have? They were all dead. They could just find any place to stay and be done with it. Sleeping was only a habit to them, not a necessity. Time held no meaning for them.

This dorm room was the one they had lived in when they were alive. Because of their deaths, no one had lived here for years. The bedding had all been borrowed from the West Campus.

It was a four-person dorm. Yellow Hair and the other three unlucky bastards had cleaned it up a little, at least enough that people could barely sleep in it.

“Teacher, why don’t you sleep in my bed? I’ll squeeze in with someone in another dorm,” Yellow Hair said.

The moment he finished speaking, the other three Fiends all snapped their gazes toward him!

Nice try. He was actually trying to pull a Cicada Sloughing!

But Liu Ye grabbed him.

“No need to go to all that trouble. I’ll just sleep on the floor. That way, the two of us can have a proper heart-to-heart,” Liu Ye said kindly.

Yellow Hair: “…”

What else could he do when Liu Ye had already said that? He could only spread out the bedding for him.

As soon as Liu Ye lay down, he asked, “All right, tell me. What did you remember in the cafeteria today?”

Hearing Liu Ye’s question, Yellow Hair’s expression changed. Propping himself up with both hands, he slowly said, “Teacher, have you ever heard of the Red Envelope Game?”