Chapter 226: Quick Classroom
Chapter 226: Quick Classroom
"Gray fog won't work..." Mao Feiyang waved his hand quickly, "We know some inside information and how terrible 'gray fog' is. For them, it may not be as intimidating as an earthquake."
"An earthquake won't work...there's no such thing as an earthquake here." Mu Daxian shook his head.
"But the vibration last night..." Mao Feiyang whispered.
Mu Daxian said: "That's something that only those who stay here will feel. I want them to leave. By the time they are shocked, it will be too late. To put it another way... I get it!"
He directly changed the character "灰" to a slightly distorted "暴" and continued writing:
[The storm is coming, and everyone who stays in the classroom will die! ]
[Leave the teaching building area and enter the dormitory area before it rains! ]
【Escape quickly! ! ! 】
After writing the last three exclamation marks, he clapped his hands and couldn't help but sigh, "What a fucking connection!"
Mao Feiyang silently glanced at the words "Run away!!!" which had the same font size and even the number of exclamation marks, and thought to himself, Brother Xian, do you have any misunderstanding about these four words that echo each other from beginning to end?
After Mu Daxian finished writing, he left the podium and rushed straight to the desk area at the back of the classroom.
He glanced at the label on the desk that read "Except for art students, other students are not allowed to sit at the desk and read." Then he walked away and went to the group of bookshelves in the back.
Mao Feiyang followed closely.
A few minutes later, Mao Feiyang's expression gradually became strange.
"Brother Xian, why are you always reading H-manga?"
"Oh? H-manga? I didn't notice it." Mu Daxian said, putting a book called "The Erotic Records of the Female Emperor" back on the bookshelf, and then took another book, which was also a H-manga...
In this way, Mu Daxian flipped through more than ten H comics, and Lin Yi found that some of them were the ones that Wei Liang had chosen for him, but he had not read them all.
"What you see is just what you see." Mu Daxian put the last H comic back on the bookshelf and left the bookshelf area.
"Ah? Isn't that an H-manga?" Mao Feiyang was very confused.
"H-manga is just a superficial appearance." Mu Daxian explained as he walked, "Here, due to the time difference, it is very difficult for units of different identities to achieve free information exchange."
"Just like when there is a problem with the canteen chef, we need to rely on the hands of the experience students to warn the head teacher in advance to avoid being accidentally tricked."
Mao Feiyang was still puzzled: "But, what does this H-manga have to do with it? Did someone write something on the H-manga? But I can't see anything."
"Your understanding is acceptable, but your ability to act does not match your understanding." Mu Daxian criticized, "This is a way of information exchange inherited from the struggles of past generations."
"Through the use of supernatural powers, some of the information you want to convey is portrayed in H comics, just like..."
"Just like a dog peeing to mark its territory?" Mao Feiyang triggered his passive skill and blurted out the words on the spot, which made Mu Daxian's eyes go dark.
"Fuck it, who are you calling the dog peeing?" Mu Daxian's forehead was bulging with veins. He really wanted to punch this guy twice to let him know the price of speaking without restraint.
Mao Feiyang shrank his neck and dared not say anything more.
Mu Daxian took a deep breath and continued, "But the principle is pretty much the same. However, these 'auras' will fade over time, just like chat records... So reading H-manga is sometimes like opening a blind box."
"Only some H-manga with a strong flavor have information that is close to being 'new', but... the newness is limited, but it's better than nothing."
Mao Feiyang seemed to be thinking about something, and then said, "According to what you said, the information in H-manga is actually very limited. Compared to 'real-time news', it is more like a pile of...newspapers."
"This time they are talking like human beings." Mu Daxian nodded and said, "Let's go. There is not much information here... It seems that the impact of this gray fog invasion is indeed quite large, and it has affected the operation of the library to a certain extent."
"Library...?" Mao Feiyang was stunned and shocked.
"Otherwise, who do you think distributed the book?" Mu Daxian sneered, "The chef in the black bib doesn't care about these flowery things."
As he spoke, he had already brought Mao Feiyang back to the podium. After taking another look at the words on the blackboard, he took Mao Feiyang out the door.
Mao Feiyang originally thought that he should sit down and rest, and then wait until 0 o'clock to leave and find the elevator, but he found that Mu Daxian didn't seem to plan so.
"Brother Xian, are we just leaving like this?"
"Yup!"
"We... don't stay in the classroom? Didn't you say before..."
Mu Daxian denied it, "I did say before that the best solution for you is to study here in the evening, and then sneak out of the classroom and take the elevator when it's almost midnight."
"Yeah!" Mao Feiyang nodded.
Mu Daxian said seriously: "But I said, this is 'for you'."
"what?"
“What’s the best solution for you may be a disaster for someone else.”
"what??"
Mu Daxian made an analogy: "Throwing away the bomb that is about to explode is certainly the best solution, but for the people who are hit by the bomb, it is a disaster."
Mao Feiyang thought for a moment and looked around: "But there doesn't seem to be any crowd here..."
"Not now, what about waiting until they finish their meal and return to the classroom?" Mu Daxian said bluntly.
Mao Feiyang was speechless for a moment, pursed his lips, and then said: "No...Brother Xian, I don't really understand, am I so dangerous?"
Mu Daxian explained: "It's not you who is dangerous, it's the aura that belongs to Him that you carry..."
Mao Feiyang was slightly startled, and then fell silent.
"Brother Xian, are you saying... that we will pollute them?"
Mu Daxian nodded silently.
"That's about right... Whether it's His aura or the aura of the artist in us, all things that contain extraordinary power are inherently polluting."
"His aura will cause some people with unstable mental states to have... well, hallucinations or illusions, causing some deviations in their cognition."
Mao Feiyang's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but hissed: "Could it be that in their eyes, we... are not human? Brother Xian, I said, the way they looked at us just now was not right..."
Mu Daxian glanced at him and said speechlessly: "If you COS as a Ninja Turtle, the way they look at you won't be normal."
Mao Feiyang suddenly stopped talking. Mu Daxian, wearing a dark green art student uniform, carrying a drawing board and a cloth bag, really looks like a Ninja Turtle if you don't look closely...
"It's hard to say about the Ninja Turtles. I feel like they are more like a beggar version of Prime Minister Turtle..." Mao Feiyang couldn't help but mutter.
"I'm going to hit you with a brick!" Mu Daxian said contemptuously, "Go away, don't stay and hurt others. Wait until the mark on your body is washed off, and then come back to experience it again."
After saying that, Mu Daxian pushed open the door and walked out.
Mao Feiyang glanced back at the classroom, then gritted his teeth and followed without looking back.
"Brother Xian, what should we do next?" Mao Feiyang followed Mu Daxian down the stairs, but he didn't know what Mu Daxian was going to do. "My arm won't bleed today, so do we just need to find a place to hide until midnight?"
Mu Daxian shook his head and said, "The preparations are not done yet."
"What else is there to do?"
Mu Daxian shook the bag and said, "You don't think that you can cover up the smell with these ineffective light bulbs, do you?"
"Uh... I really thought that would be all that was needed." Mao Feiyang muttered.
Mu Daxian observed the situation around the green forest belt while explaining: "First of all, concealing our aura is just to prevent us from attracting the attention of the Smile Angel."
"Secondly, current light bulbs are not effective in covering up the smell."
"In the end, even if you can conceal your aura, it's not enough."
"That is to say, we still have other prerequisites to meet."
"So... don't tell me that we can't stay in the classroom. Even if we can, we can't."
"Can you understand what I say?"
Mu Daxian presented each point step by step, and each point was concise and accurate. At this moment, the Ninja Turtles were as capable as professional accountants dividing property.
But Mao Feiyang was a slip of the tongue after all, so he was able to say something naughty: "So why didn't we just do it in one go...? We still have to go to the classroom?"
Mu Daxian gave him a look that said "appreciate it yourself".
Mao Feiyang immediately spread his hands and responded with a silent expression.
Mu Daxian then said, "During the 2th gray fog invasion, Class 70 of Group B lost a large number of sports students due to some mistakes in decision-making, so I had to give some "guidance" to prevent them from sending people to stay in the classroom."
"Oh, so that's it...it's not you. Wait, Brother Xian, what you mean is...sports students will also have self-study classes?" Mao Feiyang seemed to have caught the key words.
But Lin Yi's eyes lit up, what he cared about was - "staying behind".
Do sports students have to stay in the classroom?
But according to what Xu Shunkang said, didn’t all the sports students leave the classroom?
Mu Daxian said: "During the self-study class every day, the sports students will send a small number of people to stay in the classroom, but they will not wear the sports students' school uniforms. Instead, they will leave the classroom before 21: every day, pretending to go to the toilet, and wear the school uniforms inside out... Just like what Lao Du and the others did yesterday when they went to the cafeteria to eat."
"Is it something like a plainclothes patrolman?" Mao Feiyang understood a little.
Mu Daxian nodded: "That's right, but these athletes usually don't take action. Even if the trainees are in danger, they usually won't help."
"why?"
"Because I can't beat him."
"Uh……"
"The resources of sports students are also very valuable. We must not give them away for free unless necessary." Mu Daxian paused here, "'Stay behind' does not mean to guard people, but the territory."
Mao Feiyang's mind trembled. He seemed to have thought of something and said thoughtfully: "The 70th gray fog invasion...Brother Xian, wasn't that the time when Lao Mo sacrificed himself?"
"That was the time." Mu Daxian took a deep breath. "There was a sports student who thought he had found some kind of countermeasure by thinking about the rules. He planned a big action by the sports students in Group B, Class 2..."
"What a coincidence! That gray fog invasion was the most serious one since I entered the school, so the athlete's action failed, and indirectly led to the almost annihilation of the athlete students in Class 2 of Group B..."
"Well, okay..." Mao Feiyang couldn't imagine what the tragic failure of that operation would be like just from the literal meaning, so he said, "Then what do we need to do next?"
Mu Daxian glanced at the green forest belt in front of him and forced a mysterious smile: "Let's go charge the light bulb first, and then prepare some 'deception meals' for the Smile Angel."
"Once everything is settled, the plan to return to the Art Building will be foolproof."
Just hearing the word "charge", Mao Feiyang felt that Mu Daxian might be doing something big. But when he heard that Mu Daxian was going to prepare some cheating meal for the Sly Laughing Angel, his expression immediately fell...
Cheat meal.
As soon as you hear it, you know this is not a serious thing!
Before he finished speaking, Mu Daxian had already taken the lead and entered the green forest belt.
The moment he stepped into the green forest belt, Mao Feiyang had a vague premonition that the matter of "charging" might be completely different from what he had predicted.
Mu Daxian can use a paintbrush to add numbers to lamp posts, but he can’t charge light bulbs?
Mao Feiyang raised this question carefully.
Mu Daxian didn't think there was anything wrong with what Mao Feiyang asked, so he casually pushed aside a human sculpture blocking the road and explained, "Do you remember when I talked about the spare tire on the lamp post, I mentioned the concept of being able to be repaired and directly replaced?"
"The bulbs of abandoned street lamps are actually 'expired'. I can indeed recharge them briefly to make them more effective, but the cost of doing so is far greater than the cost of renumbering the light poles."
"To put it simply, if I want to maintain a dying fire, I only need to add more firewood, but to relight a fire, I need to spend more energy, and if the firewood is wet, then the problem will be even bigger."
"Is that easy to understand?"
Mao Feiyang nodded: "I understand, so you are planning to... use these sculptures as charging materials?"
"These?" Mu Daxian casually pushed aside the human sculptures and said nonchalantly, "These are too low-grade. Let's get some high-quality resources."
"High-quality resources?!" Mao Feiyang's eyes lit up subconsciously, but he immediately realized that this "high-quality resources" were not the same as other high-quality resources. This was dry goods without a license plate, so he immediately coughed and followed silently.
Just keep walking...
Mao Feiyang hadn't reacted yet, but Lin Yi noticed a problem -
When Mu Daxian reached a certain depth of the jungle in the green forest belt, it seemed that he did not go any deeper, but... circled in a certain range!
"What does he want to do?" Just when Lin Yi couldn't understand Mu Daxian's behavior, an ominous premonition slowly rose from the bottom of his heart, "Wait..."
"Is he lost?"
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(End of this chapter)