I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!

Very smoothly, Flanders looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction.

Nightmare.

This was the name of Warfarin's new work.

The whole process of Warfarin's creation was very smooth. There was not a single pause in the middle.

Seeing this made Flanders feel very gratified. It was not in vain that I had spent so much effort to inspire her.

As for how smoothly it went, even the creator, Warfarin herself, felt that it was somewhat inconceivable.

After typing out the first letter, all the horrible scenes she experienced since she was born kept emerging.

It was like a passing lantern, the brain was telling the operation, and inspiration kept pouring out.

Warfarin entered a state of high concentration, and under Flanders' somewhat surprised gaze, she started to create with amazing efficiency.

Flanders watched this for three whole hours, not missing a single letter on the screen.

As Warfarin's first reader, Flanders made his own summary of the chapters she had so far.

It was exciting, very interesting, too wonderful.

There were some small snippets, and even this strange one of his felt a chill down his spine.

It was enough to show the brilliance of Warfarin's works.

Looking at this, Flanders was 90% sure that Warfarin's work could open up a new channel for him to gain points of fear.

The corners of his mouth could not help but tilt upwards if Warfarin could turn her head and see Flanders' expression at this moment.

She would be stunned on the spot because Flanders' smile at this moment could not be said to be similar to the Scarecrow's smile in her nightmare. On the contrary, it was the same.

The plan went smoothly.

Flanders began to organize his thoughts.

There were three plans in his mind right now.

They were 'spread of fear', 'ranch', and 'Kingdom of fear'.

Among them, the 'spread of fear' had already seen the benefits and achieved success.

Most of this was due to the video that Flanders had posted on youtube.

A small portion was due to Jarrosus, who had luckily escaped from the previous battle.

Shortly, Warfarin's novel had a high possibility of becoming a new revenue channel for the plan.

Flanders was not satisfied with the status quo even though things were going so smoothly.

He looked at the 'ranch' plan that had been put on hold ever since it was drafted.

The success or failure of this plan was largely related to the 'Kingdom of fear' that followed.

However...

Looking at Warfarin, who was working hard without stopping for even a moment, Flanders suddenly had a better idea.

Students like Warfarin who had the desire to create were not rare in school.

There were even quite several students who majored in creation.

Since that was the case, as an inspiration provider, should he consider developing in multiple ways?

How could a novel be enough? Flanders was very greedy. He wanted more, more!

Thinking of this, a small scarecrow suddenly appeared in Flanders' hand.

Scarecrow skill activated.

Flanders decided to break his previous plan. Instead, in the entire campus, he would take the initiative to choose and spread this scarecrow.

He wanted to create a campus ghost story. He wanted to let this school be shrouded in fear.

The establishment of 'spread 'and 'ranch', these two things he had to do simultaneously.

...

Female dormitory building, 404.

Ka.

With a soft sound, the door was pushed open from outside.

A girl with eyes and a look of intelligence and beauty walked in.

The moment she entered, the smell of paint spread over her face. This was her dormitory.

The dormitory was filled with all kinds of painting tools, and paintings that had already been drawn could be seen everywhere.

Of the few beds in the dormitory, only one looked like someone used it.

The other few beds were filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items.

With one look, it was obvious that this young girl lived here alone.

The girls had long been used to this deserted dormitory.

As Warfarin had said before, those who were arranged to stay in the girl's dormitory basically all walked out.

Warfarin's own roommate was like this. Flanders had stayed in her dormitory for so many days, but he had not seen this roommate.

Obviously, the girl's roommates were the same.

However, not everyone did not like the atmosphere of the girls' dormitory.

Emil was a special case.

As an art student, she liked the quiet atmosphere here.

Therefore, when everyone else complained, she was the only one who wished she could stay in the dormitory every day and create as much as she wanted.

However, this peace had been broken recently. No one knew which dormitory's people were so crazy at night.

This made Emil, who wanted to paint at night, feel very bad.

"Hmm? Where did this come from?"

After a day of classes, Emil suddenly saw a doll made of straw on her bed.

This little scarecrow was very lifelike. That strange smile made people shudder.

When she saw this palm-sized scarecrow doll, Emil was very puzzled.

"Who placed this on my bed? Could it be that those guys came back?"

Those guys naturally referred to Emil's former roommates.

However, this idea was quickly rejected by Emil himself.

From the internal situation of the dormitory, it could be seen that those roommates had never lived here, and there was nothing for them in the dormitory.

Naturally, there was no reason for them to come back.

Moreover, Emil did not have any deep friendship with those few roommates, so she ruled out this situation at the first moment.

Holding the little scarecrow in her hand, Emil did not understand.

She briefly checked her things and found that there were no traces of it being moved.

"How strange, but forget it."

Unable to think of anything, Emil played with the little scarecrow in her hand for a while.

Objectively speaking, the little scarecrow's appearance was a little scary.

The overall style was rather dark, coupled with the strange smile on her face. It looked terrifying no matter how one looked at it.

If it were an ordinary girl, she would definitely throw this thing away at the first moment. "..."

But Emil was not an ordinary person. As Flanders' second target, she naturally had her own special beginnings.

When Flanders first knew about this person, he had heard about her from Warfarin.

Emil was famous for being a loner in school. In contrast, her painting skills were outstanding.

In addition to her good looks, she also had her own support group in school.

Although Emil did not know about this, because she was a very pure artist who was obsessed with art.

During her school days, she had won many awards and participated in several art exhibitions.

What attracted Flanders the most was the style of Emil's works.

Compared to those colorful paintings, Emil's works were darker.

This was in line with Flanders' own expectations.