I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!

Sarkos city.

Tan Sri University.

The academy's order was restored faster than expected.

The peace of the past had been restored here.

As he walked back through the campus, Flanders felt as if he had returned home.

Disguise.

As one of the two most commonly used skills in Flanders, this skill and Fear were both the focus of Flanders' attention.

These two skills took away all of Flanders' remaining fear points, and now they were both level 7.

The level 7 Disguise allowed Flanders to switch between men, women, and children easily.

It also achieved an effect that made it seem like it was real. It felt like it was real, and even the heartbeat was simulated.

Unless it were a high-tech method like X-rays, Flanders' Disguise would not have any flaws under normal circumstances.

Therefore, he withdrew sword Apophis back into his consciousness, changed his appearance, and swaggered back to the school.

He returned to the school this time with his own purpose and mission.

He wanted to experiment.

And the name of the experiment was called 'Ranch'.

Walking in the popular square, the fear from before could no longer be seen on the students' faces around him.

It had only happened a few days ago, but after a few days, these people had already lost that fear.

And that nightmare had also become the topic of conversation for these people after dinner.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph."

But there was no need to be anxious. He would slowly, bit by bit, let these people recall the fear that they had buried deep in their hearts and did not dare to recall.

In the library.

"Hello, I'm Flanders."

Flanders smiled at his colleague in front of him. From today onwards, he was a librarian here.

It had to be said that he had a profound affinity with the library.

Until now, he had not forgotten the two encounters he had here.

It was a very interesting, exciting experience.

Especially the second girl, Mica. He had to admit that she had an interesting soul.

She was also charming. If he was in her current state, he would never choose to kill her.

Taking out a few books from the bookshelf, Flanders sat in his work seat and read quietly.

Becoming a librarian was not a whim or whim for Flanders.

It was a decision he made after careful thought.

He needed to study and spend a lot of time in the library for the next experiment.

So he needed a cover identity.

A librarian was perfect.

It was inevitable that his studies would be interrupted.

Looking at the books that had suddenly appeared in front of him, Flanders took a bookmark and placed it where he could see it.

He did not feel annoyed because he was interrupted. After all, interacting with different people was also one reason he chose this class.

"Are you new here?"

"Yes."

Flanders skillfully registered the girl and used the corner of his eyes to size her up.

She was wonderful and had a good figure.

"My name is Warfarin. Nice to meet you."

"Flanders."

Flanders handed the book to her and held it in her hand.

After that, there were many similar situations. Flanders was just like an ordinary librarian. There was nothing unusual about him.

At night.

In the female dormitory.

Warfarin carried a book back to the dormitory. The moment he entered, he saw his roommate putting on makeup.

"You're back. How was your day?"

"Not too good, not too bad."

He casually threw his belongings aside, and Warfarin collapsed onto the bed.

"Did you know? There's a new librarian in the library today."

His roommate turned around in surprise. She knew that this friend of hers rarely talked about the opposite sex.

"What's wrong? Are you tempted?"

Putting down the foundation in her hand, her roommate walked to Warfarin's side with a gossipy expression.

"Oh my god, our Warfarin has finally grown up?"

Warfarin rolled her eyes at her roommate's teasing.

Then, she tilted her head and thought seriously for a moment, then said, "You don't say. He's quite handsome. I don't know why, but he gives me an extraordinary feeling."

"Oh my god, this is actually real."

Seeing that Warfarin was really in love, her roommate was instantly energized. She sat next to Warfarin.

"Tell me, what kind of person is he?"

"This is the first time I've seen him. I just feel that he's exceptional. When I see him, there are always some special things flashing through my mind."

Warfarin tried hard to recall the scene when she met Flanders.

She said with some uncertainty, "I don't know whether I have feelings or not."

"This is it, baby. The first time I saw Edward, it was the same as your situation."

It would have been better if she didn't say it, but when she said it, Warfarin couldn't help but roll her eyes again.

"How can it be the same? You're only together with Edward because his waist is like a motor.

"You're coveting his body, bitch!"

"I don't deny that. I do have a reason to be together with him in this aspect."

"But darling, let me tell you, the purpose of the two of them being together is to make their lives happier.

"It's obvious that Edward has achieved this."

As his roommate spoke, he made a flirtatious expression at Warfarin.

"I can see that he has indeed served you well."

"Alright, I won't talk to you anymore. I have an appointment with Edward later, so I won't be coming back today."

His roommate kissed Warfarin on the cheek and said, "Bring me to meet this librarian tomorrow. I'm very curious about him."

"He's mine. Don't fight with me, bitch!"

"Hahaha, that's not necessarily true. I'm getting more and more curious about him now."

Seeing Warfarin's reaction, the roommate laughed and left.

The moment the door closed, a pillow smashed on the door, almost hitting her.

Warfarin looked angrily at the closed bedroom door, his body still in the motion of throwing.

Lying back down, Warfarin Thought for a moment, then picked up the book he borrowed today and opened it.

As the page flipped, something flew out.

"What is this?"

Feeling the thing fall on his face, Warfarin used his fingers to twist it up.

"A straw?"

Why was there a straw in the book?

Warfarin did not think too much about it and simply threw it aside.

Where she didn't see it, the straw floated in the air and then quietly disappeared.

The straw that hid its body kept twisting and changing in places where Warfarin could not see it.

Its body kept growing until it finally turned into a scarecrow.

The moment the Scarecrow was formed, Flanders immediately received a new scene.

That's right, this was Flanders'skill, Guardian Scarecrow.

The Level 3 Guardian Scarecrow could not only turn invisible, but it could also transform freely.

Its maneuverability had been greatly improved.