episode_0039

“Teacher!”

“Teacher!!”

“I’m coming, coming, coming!!”

Bang!

Lin Yi instantly shut the door, and the girls’ crowded faces smacked against it with a crisp sound.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

“Teacher, open the door!”

“Open up, teacher! We won’t do anything!”

“Teacher, open the door! We’re organized and disciplined—we won’t act recklessly, we won’t harm you in any way! Teacher, open the door!!”

The door was pounded relentlessly.

Even the nearby window began to creak, on the verge of shattering.

Lin Yi’s eyes flickered with unease.

Had he underestimated the resentment in this school?

Were the girls of Yucai High School all as crazed as the ones before him, or was this just an isolated group?

“Dr. Lin, should we open the door? Or escape through the tunnel?”

Hong had already grabbed Lin Yi’s wrist and pulled him toward a nearby cabinet. With a forceful push, she revealed a dark, hidden passage.

“This was dug specifically for the school doctors, but it’s never been used before.”

Lan gave a helpless smile.

“…Are you saying every previous school doctor died before they could even run?” Lin Yi’s shock deepened.

“No. It’s that no school doctor dared to come in the first place. Since its founding ten years ago, Yucai High has only admitted girls with severe issues—many of them mentally twisted. The first principal’s teaching philosophy was to use physical desires to fill the void of their warped minds, and that tradition continues to this day.”

“But Yucai High only ever enrolled troubled girls, so its reputation in society is terrible. Most of these students have blood on their hands. No matter how much the former principal insisted they’d reformed, no one was willing to take the job.”

“Now, Yucai High is one of the top high schools in the city, but that doesn’t matter. Dr. Lin, you’re the first school doctor brave enough to come here. We genuinely hope you’ll survive.”

Lan and Hong exchanged a glance before shrugging 🤷‍♀️.

Troubled girls. Twisted minds. Blood on their hands.

Damn.

Yucai High’s predecessor wasn’t a school—it was a prison rehabilitation center, wasn’t it?

This world really is insane.

Lin Yi’s scalp prickled.

As someone who’d transmigrated here, how was he supposed to know this backstory?

He’d naively assumed Yucai High was just a regular prestigious school. It wasn’t until he arrived that he realized it was an all-girls institution.

“Let’s run for now, Dr. Lin. There’s no shame in it. We’ll hold the fort here.”

Hong urged him.

“Right. Just have them make appointments for tomorrow. You can figure out a treatment plan then.”

Lan agreed.

Lin Yi’s brow furrowed deeply before he suddenly slapped his own thigh.

Run away?

Crawl through a tunnel?

That wasn’t his style.

“Open the door!”

He grabbed his white coat, draped it over his shoulders, and strode toward the examination room with an imposing aura.

“…”

Hong and Lan sighed, then moved to the door and unlatched it just before the dozen girls could break it down.

“Teacher!”

“Teacher!!”

“You finally opened the door! We’ve been crying for a school doctor for so long!”

A dozen red-eyed girls, panting and drooling, surged into the room like wild beasts, their frenzied gazes sweeping over everything inside.

“Line up.”

Hong snapped sharply.

“Oh.”

The unruly girls immediately fell into an obedient line.

Their once-neat uniforms were now disheveled—zippers hung loose at their waists, and their baggy pants sagged low on their hips.

“Fix your clothes. Have some decency.”

Lan scolded.

“Oh.”

The girls hastily zipped up and pulled their pants back into place.

“This is our first school doctor. He might also be our last. If you want him to stay with us long-term, you’ll behave. Do I really need to spell it out for you?”

Hong glared sternly at each girl. Though her face was hidden behind a mask and nurse’s cap, the authority in her sharp, long-lashed gaze was unmistakable.

“The first one goes in. You get ten minutes max. If you don’t come out, I’ll drag you out myself.”

Lan’s tone was even colder.

The girls shivered, suddenly docile as lambs.

The first in line—a petite, doll-like student—suppressed her excitement, swallowed hard, and stepped into the examination room.

“Teacher, I’m here.”

Her voice was sweet and childlike.

Lin Yi sat in the doctor’s chair and looked up at the adorable girl.

“Ah!! 😍!”

“…Teacher, I don’t feel well.”

The moment the loli student laid eyes on Lin Yi, her pupils sparkled.

So handsome.

So beautiful.

“Height, age, academic performance.”

“Huh? Does that matter?”

The loli student had been about to undress when Lin Yi’s question froze her in place.

“Height, age, academic performance.”

Lin Yi tapped his fingers against the desk.

“…150 cm, 17 years old, 420 points. Thirty below the second-tier cutoff.”

As if hearing divine judgment, the loli student’s expression went blank. She obediently sat in the chair across from him.

“Why did you enroll in Yucai High?”

“Because… I… killed someone. She bullied me. Locked me in a basement. Hit me. Cursed at me…”

The loli student murmured.

Lin Yi’s pupils contracted, his expression turning grave.

[Overclock—Sanction Mode Activated]

This loli had killed someone.

How?

“She used a knife—”

“Enough. Call the next person in. Wait on the bed over there.”

“Okay.”

Dazed, the loli nodded, went to the door to summon the next student, then retreated behind the white curtain of the examination bed.

The next was a tall girl.

“Why did you enroll in Yucai High?”

Lin Yi cut straight to the point.

Under Sanction Mode, his words compelled obedience within a certain range.

The tall girl’s joyful expression instantly dulled into blankness.

“…I… like hurting… myself.”

“Call the next one. Then wait on the bed.”

Lin Yi’s frown deepened.

“Why did you enroll in Yucai High?”

“I… like eating… humans…”

“Next.”

“I was always bullied. They used branding irons…”

“I killed two people…”

“My mother hated me. Broke my legs…”

“I like tormenting others…”

“I enjoy torture…”

One by one, Lin Yi listened, then solemnly pulled out the student registry Li Youhong had given him.

He flipped to the first page.

Aside from basic background details, it was densely packed with life experiences.

Only two names per page.