Chapter 200 Cannot be eliminated

Chapter 200 Cannot be eliminated

Chapter 200 Cannot be eliminated
"I seem to be...trying to teach you how to do things, and I am overstepping my authority."

She didn't say anything else, as if any words would be pale and powerless at this moment.

"No, and... this is my choice." Mu Daxian said calmly and firmly, and then changed the subject, "As long as it's not an 'angel', then the problem won't be too big..."

"Hopefully we can meet in the art building, Sensei."

"Well, I hope so." The head teacher-039 responded.

"Good luck."

"You too."

After a brief greeting, Mu Daxian took the confused Mao Feiyang towards the stairwell.

Next to the stairwell is the entrance to the corridor bridge, and the corridor bridge has a wide space and many load-bearing columns. Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang stayed there, waiting for the security guard to appear and take the class teacher away.

Mao Feiyang asked in a low voice: "Does 'angel' refer to the 'angel sculpture'?"

Mu Daxian nodded: "Yes, at least she looks like an angel."

"'Looks'?"

"I can't explain too much to you." Mu Daxian shook his head, "Don't try to understand the 'angel'. If you meet an angel, just follow the rules."

"The rules only say to run toward the gallery and shout the name of the night watchman, but the problem is, we are not in the art building, what should we do if we encounter an "angel"? "

"Escape, what else can I do?"

"what?"

"What's so good about it?"

Mao Feiyang pursed his lips: "Didn't you say you have experience?"

"Does my extensive experience in escaping not count as experience?"

Mao Feiyang opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.

"Hey, someone's coming!"

Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang on the shoulder.

"Oh my god, it's Lao Lin!" Mao Feiyang exclaimed.

The door of Class 2, Group B was opened. Lin Yi stealthily poked his head out, took a look and retracted his head, took another look and retracted his head again, and repeated this several times before he finally managed to sneak out of the classroom.

Mao Feiyang: “…”

"Old Lin...I haven't seen him for a day. Why does he look so stupid?"

Mu Daxian was silent for a moment: "I guess his mental state is not stable."

"Uh... maybe... Hey, Lao Lin was called to the office by the class teacher!"

Mu Daxian explained: "Before leaving, the head teacher needs to remove the identity certificate to prevent it from being lost due to some unforeseen accidents. If it is obtained by a fake person, it will be disadvantageous to the experience student."

Mao Feiyang thought thoughtfully: "Will that make me a fake art teacher?"

Mu Daxian shook his head: "No, the pollution is downward, you can only affect the units whose pollution depth is not as deep as yours, it is almost impossible to reverse the Tiangang. So after the fake person gets the identity certificate of the class teacher, he will only pollute some of the experience students' understanding of the identity of the class teacher."

"Similarly, after they seize the identity credentials of the experiencers, they can only influence those with unstable mental states, or weaken the will of normal people through various means."

"Mr. Lu Xun once said... "

"An idiot will always pull you down to his level, and then use his rich experience at this level to defeat you... It's almost the same with a fake person."

"As for the pseudo-art teacher you're interested in..."

"They are the product of the art teacher carrying the extraordinary power that he should not have to bear and continuing to be polluted." When Mu Daxian said this, his tone was a little complicated, mixed with some pity and admiration, but more of it was disgust and contempt.

It's hard to imagine that so many emotions can swirl in one person's eyes at the same time.

"Similarly, if an art student absorbs extraordinary power beyond his or her ability to bear, he or she will become a weird art student."

"I see..." Mao Feiyang nodded, not quite understanding.

"Do you understand?" Mu Daxian asked in surprise.

"Uh..." Mao Feiyang was stunned, "I don't really understand."

Mu Daxian held his forehead with his hand: "I really admire you. If you don't understand, don't pretend, or you will get into trouble."

"Okay..." Mao Feiyang confessed, "I mainly don't understand why the fake art teacher was actually transformed from an art teacher..."

Although Mao Feiyang had only met the art teacher once, he always felt that the art teacher had a special charm. He was elegant, calm, and composed. He seemed to have a comprehensive plan and was not evil at all.

"Villains don't think of themselves as villains." Mu Daxian shook his head. "They only think they have discovered a new faith and seen more things, just like the ancient prophets who try to use their things to educate us..."

"What they insist on is completely different from us."

"But in the abstract, they still insist that everything they do is right and that we cannot understand them..."

"Physical pollution is not scary, Xiaomao...what is scary is cognitive pollution."

“That unhesitating, absolute trust in the ineffable… is the true contamination and baptism.”

"They... are just a group of 'fanatics'."

Mao Feiyang thought thoughtfully: "If that's the case, why don't we try to eliminate them?"

"How could I not want to? I want to dream about it." Mu Daxian shook his head helplessly, "But I can't do it! You don't understand, and I can't explain it clearly."

“All I can say is that it would cost too much to eliminate them in the art building.”

"But if it was just a matter of paying a heavy price, we would have done it a long time ago, but the real problem is that it's completely useless."

“It’s useless even if we put the entire campus in there.”

"The most cost-effective approach is to 'restrict' them, using the least amount of lives and property to restrict them at all levels, and then look for ways to solve the problem..."

"None of the rules on campus mention confrontation. It's not because confrontation doesn't work. If one or two pseudo-humans or night creatures threaten you, you can kill them, but a large-scale 'war' simply won't work."

"Wait, wait, wait..." Mao Feiyang was confused. "Didn't you say that we can't destroy it? Why did you mention killing it again? Isn't this the same meaning?"

Mu Daxian said, "I didn't explain it clearly." "I mean they can't be eliminated in the Art Building."

"I mean, we can kill them on campus."

Mao Feiyang was still puzzled, but Lin Yi suddenly had an idea - the sun!
There is no sunshine in the art building all year round, but it is different on campus, there is daytime on campus!
Sunlight is deadly to pseudo-humans and nocturnal creatures!
"Let me put it another way." Mu Daxian said, "Those who can be eliminated are all insignificant things. What are pseudo-humans and nocturnal species? What are we?"

"Don't take life too seriously. As long as the concepts of 'life' and 'death' exist, they are fragile."

"Pseudo-humans are more or less a form of life. Of course, even if they are pseudo-humans, it is difficult to kill them in the art building."

"I think I've said too much... but you seem to be more interested in what I'm saying." Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang on the shoulder, "You're a natural born artist. When you go back this time, I don't think you'll have to think of ways to transform back into an artist..."

When Mao Feiyang heard this, he shook his head like a rattle and said no repeatedly.

Mu Daxian touched the bag and sneered, "Some things may not be what you think, but your subconscious reaction is the most real."

"I'm very good at judging people. You really have a natural affinity for art... It's not an exaggeration to call you a 'congenital artistic saint'."

The corners of Mao Feiyang's mouth twitched fiercely: "I... really don't want to."

Mu Daxian waved his hand: "I respect your choice."

Mao Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Daxian added: "So I also advise you to respect your own choice."

He pointed at Mao Feiyang's chest.

"Don't look at me, ask your own heart."

"I don't want to do that, honestly." Mao Feiyang shook his head.

Mu Daxian said no more, looking at the door of the teacher's office and said, "The old Lin you mentioned has come out. It seems... it's not easy for him."

Mao Feiyang followed and looked over.

At this moment, the "Lin Yi at 5:7 on May 19" was leaning against the door of the teacher's office, gasping for breath. After resting for a while, he stood up with the help of the wall and returned to Class 40, Group B.

"Are you okay?" Mu Daxian asked with concern.

"what?"

Mu Daxian tried hard to open his mouth and his eyes fell on his hands.

"It's okay... To be honest, I don't feel anything is wrong."

"Okay, but don't be careless."

Mao Feiyang nodded.

About ten minutes later, Mu Daxian suddenly sensed something, stood up, walked to the edge of the corridor bridge, and looked not far away.

Mao Feiyang quickly followed and asked nervously, "What happened? Is it that 'angel' coming?"

Mu Daxian gave him a sidelong look and said, "If it was an angel, I would have run away long ago. Look for yourself...it's the security guards who are here."

Mao Feiyang was cheered up and quickly looked in the direction Mu Daxian was looking.

In the thick fog, street lamps were scattered like stars, and among them, there was a figure moving slowly like an icebreaker. Just by seeing the security guard from a distance, Lin Yi could feel a warm feeling, as if there would not be any strange and weird things where the security guard was.

However, as the security guard approached, Lin Yi gradually felt a sense of discomfort, a faint sense of resistance, which he had never felt from the security guard before.

Mao Feiyang frowned, his eyes felt a little sore, and he couldn't help muttering: "Why do my eyes feel sore when I stare at the security guard, but I feel much better when I look away?"

"This is normal," said Mu Daxian, "otherwise the rules wouldn't have told you to stay as far away from the security guards as possible."

Mao Feiyang was stunned for a moment, and then he shuddered.

"My grass..."

Originally, because of the records in the student code of conduct and the experience of following the security guard to the teaching building on the night he entered school, he still remembered the sense of security brought by the security guard. However, he forgot that the art student code of conduct required [everything should be subject to compliance with the art department code of conduct]. He should try to stay away from the security guard, instead of blindly thinking that the security guard can bring safety!
At this moment, Mao Feiyang clearly realized the importance of conflicts and priorities between rules. If Mu Daxian hadn't reminded him, he would probably have forgotten it!

This is not because he is brainless or stupid, but because after experiencing the sense of security provided by the security guard, he subconsciously formed this impression and could not change it for a while.

Lin Yi also felt the same way, but he knew better that this was the point that needed to be paid attention to after knowing more rules - when encountering a conflict of rules, one must follow the one that fits one's current identity, rather than doing things according to habit.

Forcibly changing habits and subconscious practices is the greatest restraint and enforcement power brought by "rules".

Mao Feiyang suppressed his gaze and began to avoid the security guards, while asking in a deep voice: "Can you tell me why you should try to stay away from the security guards?"

Mu Daxian did not avoid it, and continued to squint at the security guard, as if he was training his eyesight. Hearing this, he said, "The security guard's 'supernatural characteristics' are too complicated. I can't explain them to you clearly for the time being. You only need to know two points..."

"First, security guards can directly absorb supernatural powers within a certain range, including those in our bodies and... in street lamps."

"Have you read the novel? You can simply understand that there is a circle of controllable but always open forbidden magic field around the security guard. If we get close to him, our bodies will become weak..."

"Then aren't we in great danger? If we encounter pseudo-humans or nocturnal species at this time... No, they are also affected by the field of security!" Mao Feiyang exclaimed.

"That's right, and judging from the degree of impact, the security guard's aura is more deadly to them." Mu Daxian said slowly, "If we don't have super powers, we are still alive, but those guys may become corpses without super powers."

"And you see, security guards rarely approach streetlights on their own initiative... because their domain will also have an impact on the streetlights."

Lin Yi was shocked and thought, so that's how it is.

"But the kerosene lamp in his hand seems to be fine?" Mao Feiyang said.

"Didn't I just say that the power of pollution is transmitted to the lower levels? And that old kerosene lamp...it is stronger than the security guard's extraordinary characteristics."

"Oh... Oh Oh Oh Oh!!!" Mao Feiyang suddenly realized, "Then you just mentioned two points, what is the second one?"

Mu Daxian glanced at him calmly and said, "Secondly...if the security guard sees an art student, he will most likely hit him with a stick."

"Give... give me a stick?" Mao Feiyang was not very natural when Mu Daxian looked at him, "Literally?"

Mu Daxian nodded, his face a little strange: "Besides... with your small body, there is a high probability that you can't get hit."

"Uh...what about you?" Mao Feiyang was a little curious.

Mu Daxian was silent for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "All beings are equal."

Thanks to the book friend "usjdnshhs" for the reward!!
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(End of this chapter)