Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Stepping through the door of the teaching building, just one step away, a deathly silence and coldness swept toward Lincoln from all directions.

What then spread around him was the pressure that was everywhere, trying to penetrate into the seams of his bones. This pressure was not an illusion, but the pressure actually revealed in every classroom.

Suddenly, Lincoln knew that it must be those ghosts who were causing trouble, and he sneered in his heart.

The first floor of the teaching building is a hall. There are no classrooms actually used for classes, but this does not mean that there is nothing here. In front of a bulletin board, there is a figure standing.

The long, disheveled hair and the white school uniform should give her a particularly youthful look, but the surrounding environment could only show her back, which looked eerie and terrifying.

After Lincoln stared at the figure for a moment, in line with his good character of helping others, he walked up and said, "Classmate, do you need any help?"

Hearing Lincoln's voice, the ghost looked back at Lincoln stiffly. There was no trace of human color in her white eyes. Her green-grey finger pointed at the bulletin board: "Why, why should you fire me, why?"

Fired?

Lincoln looked at the bulletin board with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

——Because our classmate (xxx) has been maliciously verbally attacking other students and engaging in bullying behavior for a long time, the school will consider expelling him.

After scanning the bulletin board, Lincoln's eyes changed when he looked at the female ghost.

Originally, he thought that the guy in front of him was fired for falling in love or something, which was why he had so much resentment.

As a result, when I came here and saw it, I actually insulted others and bullied other students! For this kind of behavior, I was beaten to death on the spot without complaining, right? Why did I still resent myself for being expelled?

Moreover, I didn’t notice that this person looks like a human being, but he is actually a ruthless character who insults others and bullies his classmates. Isn’t this why a person cannot be judged by his appearance?

Seeing that Lincoln looked at her without speaking, the female ghost showed a trace of resentment in her eyes, and her voice became shrill: "Say! Why do you want to fire me! You are in the same group with them, right? You are in the same group with them.

Damn it!"

Looking at the aggressive female ghost in front of him, Lincoln fell silent.

The female ghost in front of me almost didn't touch him. Otherwise, she would have been expelled. She probably wouldn't even have the chance to be a ghost, but it's not too late now.

He looked at the female ghost in front of him who was not in a very good mental state and might take action at any time, then looked past her at the fire cabinet behind her, and calmly comforted him: "Don't worry, wait for me to find a tool, and then

This will help you solve the problem of your expulsion."

As he spoke, Lincoln bypassed the bullying female ghost in front of him, walked to the fire cabinet, smashed open the glass, and came back with the fire ax: "Are you ready?"

Female ghost:???

Looking at Lincoln with a fire ax in his hand and a smile on his face, the female ghost felt that something seemed a little wrong, but before she could speak again, Lincoln had already swung the fire ax in his hand.

Puff-click!

With a crisp sound, the sharp ax blade cut into the female ghost's body. With the unique power, a heartbreaking pain spread in her heart, and the screams immediately echoed in the hall.

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A large amount of Yin Qi escaped from her wound, and she struggled to stay away from Lincoln. However, Lincoln just pulled the ax handle slightly, and the ax blade that was still cutting on the female ghost pulled her back.

Then came the second ax, the third ax...

The ax blade chopped off the muscles, and the sound of broken bones echoed with the screams. The evil ghosts outside looked horrified: "What a miserable scream!"

In the hall, no one could hold back the misfortune of the female ghost. Lincoln said, "You're verbally attacking, aren't you? Are you bullying, aren't you? You asked me why you were expelled, right? It's fine now. You don't have to worry about being expelled."

It's a problem, I'll just kill you!"

"No, don't! Don't!" The resentment in the female ghost's eyes, which she had felt pain for the first time, had completely dissipated. She looked at Lincoln with fear in her eyes, as if she were looking at the face of a bull-headed horse.

She wailed crazily and used her hands to pull on the ground in an attempt to leave. However, as the last blow fell, her movements suddenly stiffened, and then she stopped moving.

When ghosts die, they often disappear completely in the form of yin energy, leaving no trace. However, the evil ghosts who died under Lincoln could even feel pain, and it was impossible to expect the corpses to be collected automatically.

After looking around, Lincoln picked up the female ghost's bloody head, slapped a stamp on the bulletin board, then let go of her and continued walking towards the stairs with the ax in her hand.

First order, second order, third order...

After walking a few steps, Lincoln was keenly aware that the number of steps on the stairs was a little off. After pondering for a moment, he took out the oil barrel and sprayed the oil all over the entire staircase.

I made a little bit of hell fire and threw it up.

With a roar, the flames of hell, which are designed to burn souls, rose up in the storm. In an instant, they completely covered the entire staircase without any dead ends. In the howling flames, the ghosts who were burned in extreme pain began to wail loudly.

He turned into a living person and rushed towards the stairs crazily, but was unable to stop the erosion of the flames.

Without the obstruction of the ghost, Lincoln successfully climbed to the second floor, leaving only an evil ghost covered in flames who was still being tortured in agony.

The moment he walked through the sea of ​​fire, a male student wearing a school uniform appeared in front of Lincoln.

He seemed not to have seen the ghost struggling in the flames. He stared directly at Lincoln and said, "Teacher, are you here to teach us?"

Lincoln thought for a while and nodded: "Absolutely! By the way, where is your classroom?"

The male student's face still had a dead look on his face. He pointed to a classroom in the corridor with a sign for Grade 1 and Class 2 and said, "That's it."

Wow——

Just as Lincoln was about to walk away, a window was suddenly shattered, and then, a basketball bounced in the corridor and landed in front of Lincoln.

Looking at the basketball on the ground, and then at the broken glass in front of him, Lincoln thought for a moment and picked it up, then opened the door and walked in: "Is there anyone there?"

The classroom was dark under the night, but the next moment, the bright lights suddenly lit up. In front of the desks, the blue-skinned students looked straight at Lincoln, with a cold tone: "Teacher

good!"