551: Chapter 248 Conversation between Xu Shunkang and Class Teacher-040_2 551: Chapter 248 Conversation between Xu Shunkang and Class Teacher-040_2 “Becoming a ‘soldier’ is definitely better than becoming a ‘pseudo-human,'” Class Teacher-040 said with a sense of resignation.
Xu Shunkang put away the blue card, “Ah, right, last night…
did you leave the office?”
“Didn’t leave,” Class Teacher-040 replied without hesitation, “What happened?”
Xu Shunkang seed slightly moved and hesitated for a few breaths, then said, “Teacher suspects sothing above ‘Third Stage’ appeared…”
“‘Third Stage’?!” Class Teacher-040’s face paled, “How is that possible, the gymnasium is still intact, how could they have smuggled themselves here…
wait, the cafeteria?!
Could it have sothing to do with the convenience store…”
“I’m not sure, it’s just that teacher asked to inquire, it’s fine if you don’t know, anyway…
unless it’s an ergency, try not to leave the office at night, we can handle the rest.”
Class Teacher-040 looked grave, “Alright, I got it…
By the way, is there any trouble with the basent, should I check it out?”
“The basent…” Xu Shunkang paused then shook his head, “There’s no hope for that area now, we have to rely on others, there’s nothing we can do.”
Lin Yi was very surprised, what was going on, wasn’t the teaching building’s basent beyond Xu Shunkang’s cognitive range?
Were they not talking about the teaching building’s basent but the gymnasium’s basent?
But the aning of that conversation was clearly about the teaching building’s basent!
“Alright, teacher, I’ll head back now.” Finished speaking, Xu Shunkang turned to leave.
When he saw Lin Yi’s shocked expression, he couldn’t help but wave his hand in front of him, “What’s the matter, got dumbfounded?”
“You…
the basent…?” Lin Yi hesitated.
Xu Shunkang seed to have a sudden realization, then couldn’t help but smirk, “Did you think that thing was not in my cognition?”
“No way, it’s just that there were too many people around that day, and I didn’t want you creating extraneous concerns—worrying about the basent or other people thinking about such things.
That’s why I improvised my acting to try and redirect your cognition of the basent!”
Lin Yi was stunned, then suddenly realized sothing—Xu Shunkang actually did not know that he had arrived at the teacher’s office through the basent and then obtained the Student ID card.
Xu Shunkang thought he had accidentally seen the stairs to the basent at the staircase entrance, and was worried about cognitive distortion, which is why he tried to improvise his performance to switch back his cognition of the basent!
That’s why Xie Huayang had such a strong reaction.
It wasn’t only because Lin Yi had inadvertently asked so “off-topic” questions in public, but also because he had shown so…
curiosity about the campus?
“I go…
were there really all these twists and turns back then?”
While Lin Yi was “suddenly enlightened,” Xu Shunkang had already pushed open the door of the classroom and walked out, closing the door behind him.
“Lin Yi, is there anything else you need?” Class Teacher-040 curiously looked at Lin Yi; now, she was sowhat curious about Lin Yi because of so things Xu Shunkang had said.
An Experience Student whose cognition had expanded to the point of knowing about “pseudo-humans,” and who was completely at ease with everything Xu Shunkang said, showing no surprises or emotions beyond expectations…
was really too interesting.
But what she didn’t know was that while Lin Yi currently seed “very interesting” in her mind, just three days prior, he was considered “sure to die,” “impossible to be let in,” and “impossible to have survived until now,” by Class Teacher-039 and the Boss…
Of course, Class Teacher-040 understood what “curiosity” ant in this place, so even though she was very curious about what was going on with Lin Yi, she maintained a very calm deanor, like an ordinary class teacher questioning an utterly normal student.
“If you have nothing else, go back to your seat and study.”
Lin Yi certainly had things on his mind, but now was not the ti to bring them up.
Song Rentou sat in a corner of the classroom by the window, flipping through a book with a dark expression, not truly reading it at all.
Lin Yi couldn’t possibly hand over that piece of paper at this ti, so he just said “Nothing,” and then went to the back row of the classroom to find the folding chair he had always sat on.
Besides the matter with the explicit comics, he had too many new clues to sort through.
As for exploration, that wasn’t urgent anymore.
As Tian Bufan said, the only area where one had the chance to freely explore was actually the teaching building.
All other areas, except for the gymnasium, had ti restrictions.
And the gymnasium… there would be plenty of opportunities to ask the Boss during PE class—assuming the Boss was patient and willing to talk, instead of communicating with his feet.
When he returned to his seat, Wei Liang was already engrossed in a pile of explicit comics.
And today, H-manga would also be his primary focus.
But beyond that, there were still plenty of tasks to be done.
He hurriedly unfolded the chair and sat down, then pulled out a small notebook he always carried with him and started to organize his thoughts.
As he gazed at the pocket-sized Death Note in his hands, Lin Yi suddenly had a bizarre thought.
In novels, protagonists of cultivation stories would refine all sorts of strange life-bound magical treasures; if this little notebook were his own magical treasure, then having refined it until now…
It must have beco a highly contaminated item, right?
Every ti he wrote sothing in it, it felt like he was enchanting it…
With this thought in mind, the more he looked at the notebook, the stranger it seed…
But then he rembered it was, after all, his own possession, so it didn’t seem so odd anymore.
He opened the notebook and could almost see a greasy green aura emanating from it, like an old witch unveiling a jar filled with green evil potions…
After taking a few deep breaths, Lin Yi settled down and briefly flipped through what he had previously written.
In three days, many things had actually changed compared to what he had originally contemplated; so logical connections had also been filled in, but if he wanted to reflect this in the notebook, there were far too many parts that needed revising.
The most crucial issue was that the palm-sized page space was insufficient for him to add anything new.
So he flipped to a new page, pondered for a bit, and began recording so key words.
This ti, what he noted down was even more concise and…
even more outrageous.
For example, “230609 Grey Mist Invasion,” “1414030 Water Sound,” “Ta-I,II,III”…
Almost all of them were “codes” that only Lin Yi understood, because such a way of writing was, firstly, very concise and he could understand the aning instantly upon seeing it.
Secondly, it made it convenient for him to add information later on; otherwise, if the page were completely filled, he would have no space to write, and it would seem stupid for him to flip back and forth looking for notes as if taking an open-book exam.
Of course, not everything Lin Yi wrote was “encrypted information”; there were also so simple ssages:
“My watch appeared in my dream, and it kept ti precisely, the security guard said ti is a curse…
Wonder if there’s any connection.”
“It seems like my vision has evolved, not sure if my world has upgraded…”
“H-manga is quite interesting.”
As he wrote this sentence, Lin Yi suddenly paused.
Gazing at the words [H-manga is quite interesting] on the paper, the more he looked, the stranger it seed, until he felt a chill go down his spine.
Upon closer reflection, he realized that the sentence, quite ordinary, probably didn’t need to be recorded, but in the current environnt, sitting among pages full of abnormal phrasing, it actually gave off a kind of “horror ga” vibe…
That unsettling feeling might also stem from this.
He continued to add to the sticky notes, and then he thought of the lightbulb that Mu Daxian had in his hand.
“That lightbulb…” he couldn’t help but squint, trying to recall the lightbulb in his mind…
The lightbulb looked like a round stone ball the size of a baby’s fist, with one concentric circle after another…
resembling an eagle’s eye, almost identical to the eyes of ‘Hawkeye’ from the Seven Warlords in “Nika King.”
“Wait a minute…
an eagle’s eye…
Eye?!”
“Could that lightbulb be the ‘eye’ of so creature?!”
“It couldn’t be…
an Angel Sculpture’s eye, could it?!”
At this thought, Lin Yi’s body trembled, and the image of the Sneering Angel forcefully entered his mind, becoming clearer and clearer!
He could almost see a Sneering Angel drenched in a downpour, standing silently at the staircase exit, covering her face and turning her back to the stairwell.
Suddenly…
the Sneering Angel turned half her face towards him.
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