Resurrection of spiritual energy: I am cultivating the underworld in the world of supernatural power

"Isn't it good? How many are there?" Wu Bin asked anxiously.

"Our school has about 50 students in a class, and there are six classes in one grade.

The high school alone has nearly 2,000 students and staff.

So far, within my realm of perception, the people who have been transformed into slaves... That's not

counting the teachers and students in the middle school, their families, neighbors, and colleagues, ......

I'm afraid that this incident is no less than a supernatural incident in terms of severity alone.

What's more, there is a blood slave who is not lower than the level of a white-clothed ghost..."

Hearing this, Wu Bin on the side couldn't help but gasp.

"I'm a mother-in-law, Lao Tzu has been a ghost descender for so many years, and I haven't encountered such a serious case!"

"More than that," Chen Feng said suddenly.

"I found that most of these students who were converted were students in the third (fifth) and third (sixth) classes of high school.

And their classrooms... It's all on the first floor!"

Hearing this, Wu Bin immediately froze in place.

"What do you mean... That blood slave, it's very likely that it's in class 5 or 6 on the first floor?"

Classes 5 and 6 are all liberal arts classes, and they share the same teacher for many subjects.

This includes teachers of geography, politics, English and mathematics.

So, in addition to the students in classes five and six, it is important to check the four teachers that I just mentioned.

After all, it is a large-scale collective event now, and the blood slave must have rushed from the Mingde Building to the big playground in order not to reveal his identity. "

Then let's rush to the big playground now, and if it doesn't work, we can do it directly." Wu Bin said.

"Good. Chen Feng nodded in agreement.

In this way, the two followed the team all the way to the big playground in the sound of the alarm bell.

The large playground of Shangdu Middle School is not too big, but it is more than enough for thousands of teachers and students in the high school and junior high school to stand down.

"The students in the back, hurry up and follow!

What about shouting you, can't you hear?!!" On the aisle leading to the large playground, a geography teacher dressed in purple pointed to the two students in the back row and shouted loudly.

"I'm sorry teacher, I just had a stomachache and came out late. A bespectacled, ill-looking student said, clutching his stomach.

"Hurry up, don't talk so much nonsense!" exclaimed the geography teacher.

"Hey, okay. The student smiled, and then quickened his pace to keep up with the large army ahead.

It's just that when no one noticed, the student's pupils emitted an imperceptible red light......

Ten meters behind the line.

"How about it? Can you determine the location of all the slaves?" Wu Bin asked aloud after glancing at the team in front of him who was already lined up to demonstrate how to use the fire extinguisher.

"Not quite right...

My perceptual range is limited, and I can only determine that the Zinu in the high school are mainly concentrated in the fifth and sixth classes of the third year of high school.

There were a few scattered classes in the rest of the classes, but fortunately, none of them were more than three.

The middle school is too far away for us to perceive now.

But... On the way here, I also randomly scanned some middle school students.

Among those students, I found no trace of being transformed into slaves.

Therefore, it is possible that the junior high school has not been affected.

"If it doesn't affect the junior high school, it will be a blessing in misfortune...

Oh, by the way, do you know anyone other than your class? Can you

roughly tell which student or teacher is a blood slave from the interactions of those people?

""Uh... No. Chen Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Although I was worshiped as the 'No. 1 male god in business' by the entire high school, but... I don't know anyone in the liberal arts class well. "

Trouble. Wu Bin bit his lip.

At this moment, Chen Feng's brows were also slightly furrowed.

If you can't determine the location of all the slaves now, then when you and Wu Bin take action next, you will become very passive.

And once you are passive, it is very likely that the child slave or even the blood slave will take the opportunity to slip away.

Even, it is not ruled out that the other party will jump over the wall and escape from the school.

In that case, it will only increase the variables,

and the increase in the variables will mean... There will be more victims!

And as ghost slayers, they must not let this happen!

Chen Feng's eyes kept scanning the playground, and his brain was spinning rapidly.

Suddenly, his eyes stayed on the radio room not far away, and then his eyes lit up!

"There is a way!" he snorted softly, then got up and walked towards the radio room.

......

"Hello classmates!"

In the radio room, Chen Feng politely greeted the two girls who stayed in the radio room.

The two women were stunned, but after seeing Chen Feng's delicate face clearly, they immediately reacted, and standing opposite them was the number one male god in business-Chen Feng!

Senior Chen Feng, you... Why are you here?" a girl with short hair hurriedly brushed her hair and said to Chen Feng with a smile.

In this regard, Chen Feng showed a signature smirk, "That's the case, wait a minute, the school leaders ask the outstanding student representatives to give speeches at the radio station."

So you need to requisition your radio station. Chen Feng was talking nonsense seriously, and then reached out and snatched the microphone from the second girl's hand.

"That's... Senior Chen Feng, it's okay to let you speak, but... Is it convenient to add a WeChat?" The girl with a high ponytail next to her hurriedly took out her mobile phone and said.

Chen Fengpi nodded with a smile, "Wait until the speech is over."

Immediately, Chen Feng turned on the microphone and said very skillfully:

"Notice, notice, please come to the door of the broadcasting room now from the third (fifth) class, the third (sixth) class of high school, and all the teachers of the junior high school." "

Short-haired girl: ( ́・ω・') ?

Ponytail girls: Σ(っ °Д °;) Seeing

this, Chen Feng just raised a finger and put it on his lips, signaling the two of them not to make a sound.

Immediately, the [Hell on Earth] perception realm unfolded!

At the same time, the national flag was on the stage.

After hearing this broadcast, the school leaders who were already standing on the national flag stand looked at the teachers at the radio station with doubts in their eyes.

After the latter met the eyes of the leaders, he was immediately frightened into a cold sweat.

What is the situation?!!!

However, the teacher at the radio station could not have imagined that at this moment, he had become Chen Feng's tool to deal with the slaves and blood slaves!

"Isn't it a flag-raising ceremony? Why did you suddenly call the teacher to the radio station?"

"I don't know. "

......

After a while, all the teachers of the junior high school and several teachers of the fifth and sixth classes of the third year of high school rushed to the front of the broadcast room.

After many teachers came over, Chen Feng in the radio room breathed a sigh of relief.

Because within his perceptual range, no teacher has been transformed into a slave.

In other words, my previous guess that there was no slave in junior high school was correct.

At the same time, one thing can also be determined - the blood slave is hidden among the 100 students in the fifth and sixth classes of the third year of high school!

After the flag-raising ceremony and fire drill.

"That student, which class are you, who is the head teacher?!" At

this moment, the teacher in charge of the radio station came to the door of the radio station angrily, standing in front of Chen Feng with a red face, a pair of eyes as if they were about to eat Chen Feng, revealing endless killing intentions.

Chen Feng ignored this, just sideways to avoid the teacher, and then walked towards the exit of the playground by himself.

Seeing this scene, the teacher at the radio station had round eyes and a look of disbelief.

In the 28 years since I have been teaching, I have never met such a brazen student!

"Stop me when you step on a horse!

I can't hear you when I talk to you, do

you believe that Lao Tzu will let you be expelled from school tomorrow?!"

As he spoke, the radio station teacher grabbed Chen Feng's right arm and clutched it in his hand.

Ahead, Chen Feng, who was in pain, stopped.

Subsequently....

Turn around slowly.

In an instant, two heterochromatic flames from the Netherworld Ghost Realm were constantly beating in Chen Feng's eyes.

At this moment, the power of heaven and earth contained in the [Hell on Earth] instantly enveloped the teacher's heart!

The teacher of the radio station only felt that when he faced Chen Feng's eyes, it was as if he was staring at the universe.

In this vast and boundless world, he is like an ant, small and powerless, and can be pinched to death at will!

This is the sense of oppression from the gods of the upper realm for the ants of the lower realm!