Chapter 1283: Chapter 1283: You Are Very Lucky (Big Chapter Requesting Monthly Tickets)
“At that ti, I had no other choice but to feel my way into the hallway. Although the lighting in our school has always been dim, the lights in the hallway were especially dull that day.
“The mont I stepped into the hallway, the staircase behind disappeared.
“I didn’t know which floor I was on at the ti; it was pitch-black outside, without stars, without the moon, and without the lights from the neighboring buildings.
“I was studying at our school’s new campus on a desolate hill. Surrounding the school was only a newly constructed road; the nearest place to eat was two kiloters away.
“At midnight, the mountain wind would sweep through the gaps of the classroom, carrying a sharp, wailing-like sound.
“But there were many people in the school, so I was never much afraid of such mountain winds.
“However, the wind that night was much fiercer than I rembered,
“as if soone was truly howling in my ear.
“I was very scared at the ti and could only bow my head and run forward. I didn’t know how long I had run when finally a faint light appeared ahead,
“I couldn’t tell where the light was coming from. I even thought of slapping myself twice to see if I was dreaming.
“But I was a bit afraid of pain, so in the end, I didn’t do it.
“However, I quickly reached the front of the light, which was a classroom with a closed door.
“A door I was particularly familiar with stood right in front of .
“It was my classroom, the one I had just left.”
The girl’s voice began to tremble uncontrollably, as if so terrifying mory surfaced in her heart.
At this mont, she felt the fingers pressing against her wrist slightly exert so force.
The force wasn’t heavy, but it was enough to let her feel that soone was beside her.
She turned her gaze to look at He Ao, who was sitting next to her and listening intently to her, took a small breath, adjusted her mindset, and continued,
“I was really scared back then; the windows of the classroom had turned blurry, and I couldn’t see the specifics inside at all,
“I dared not open the door and turned to run back the way I ca. It was then that I discovered the hallway around was exactly like the fourth-floor hallway, even the railing damaged by the boys from the neighboring class was identical.
“It seed like I had really returned to the fourth floor.
“But at that ti, I didn’t have the mind to think about these things carefully; I ran quickly along the hallway trying to find the vanished staircase again.
“I passed through long stretches of darkness once more,
“and soon new light appeared before .
“I sped up, ran quickly to the light.
“Then, I saw the back door of our classroom.
“I still rember how I felt at that mont; in an instant, it seed like every hair on my back stood on end.
“I wanted to run back, but behind was also a vast darkness, and in that dim darkness, I couldn’t find anything.
“In the end, after long indecision, I pushed open the door.
“That day, the whole classroom was eerily quiet; several seats were empty in what was once a fully occupied classroom, but they weren’t the seats of those missing students.
“In my mory, if there was no teacher around, there would always be so whispers in the classroom. My deskmate liked to tell ghost stories she heard during evening self-study when no teacher was present.
“We could chat for a long ti.
“However, that night I didn’t want to hear any stories at all for the first ti. The classroom was deathly silent.
“After I entered the classroom, I heard soone calling my na, asking to return to my seat.
“It was the class president; I didn’t know when she returned to the classroom.
“She told , ‘The exam has started, quickly answer the questions.’
“I walked to my seat and sat down, but next to was not my deskmate, but an unfamiliar girl.
“The girl ignored , just bowed her head, and quickly scribbled sothing on the paper.
“At this ti, I also noticed there was a blank sheet of paper on my desk.
“I looked up, glanced around, but couldn’t find the class president who called .
“The blackboard that was empty when I ca in was now covered with dense writing of so sort without noticing.
“The writing was in bright red, not beautifully done, deeply etched into the blackboard, as if soone used fingers dipped in fresh blood to gouge it out.
“The content of the writing was simple, just a math problem, one I’ve never seen before, but it looked like content we needed to learn.
“Above the problem was the clock hanging in the classroom. The clock wasn’t ticking forward like in my mory, but instead was spinning counterclockwise, like a countdown.”
Saying this, the girl’s voice paused slightly, seemingly to catch her breath.
After hearing her words, He Ao casually chid in, “So, was this classroom making you solve problems within a specific ti?”
“Yes,”
Ye Ying nodded, “It seed like that, but mathematics was my worst subject,”
She hesitated, then said with a bit of fear, “I wanted to get up from the chair and explore so more, then I found that my body seed fixed to the seat, unable to move,
“Then I heard sharp scratching sounds beside my ear, the frantic writing of my deskmate on the paper.
“At the sa ti, the rustling sounds were rising and falling around , all the writing sounds filling the classroom.
“The ticking sound of the clock on the wall echoed like a countdown nearing its end.
“It turned out the girl next to wasn’t ignoring ; she was frantically solving the problems.
“I didn’t know what would happen after the countdown ended, and I didn’t dare to test it.
“So I could only join the girl next to in solving the problems.
“Luckily, the problem wasn’t too hard, and I had a good grasp of the tested knowledge. I even recalled similar examples.
“I quickly found the reference book, turned to the example problem, and solved it according to it.
“But because I arrived relatively late and the ti was tight, I only finished writing the answer in the last second before the countdown ended.
“Then, at the instant the countdown ended, I heard soft ‘thump-thump’ sounds behind .
“When I turned my head around, I saw a faint red mist rising behind . The seats previously occupied by several people were now entirely empty, their books vanished from their desks, and the air was filled with a nauseating sll of blood.
“In my heart, there seed to be a feeling telling those people had answered wrong and disappeared, completely gone.
“When I turned back around, the paper in front of full of answers beca a blank sheet again. A new question appeared on the blackboard, a language question, and the clock’s countdown started once more.
“Fear filled my head, and at that ti, I couldn’t think of anything else. I could only lower my head and begin solving the problems forcefully.
“The classroom filled with rustling sounds; they were the sounds of everyone’s pens sliding across paper. I heard the door being pushed open, and soone sitting down in one of the empty seats, but I had no ti to look up at that point.
“The questions on the blackboard beca more and more complex, increasingly difficult. I had to spend more effort to solve them. Fortunately, although I wasn’t very good academically, I could roughly tell which questions tested which kind of knowledge points.
“So I could only grit my teeth and flip through the related reference books, forced myself to learn the related content.
“However, for those difficult problems, we were given more ti, as if whoever arranged the questions deliberately provided us ti to learn.
“But even so, the ‘thump-thump’ sounds kept coming from beside . I dared not speak or look up to see the source of those sounds, just sensing the dense sll of blood in the air.
“My ‘new deskmate’ always accompanied . Though she never spoke to or lifted her head to look at , I could sense that she shared my thoughts. She also dared not look at the ‘disappeared’ people around us and could only keep her head down solving the problems.
“Then, after solving a physics problem, I heard a crisp ‘thump—’ next to suddenly.”
“I don’t dare to look up, nor dare to speak, I can only let that thick sll of blood force its way into my nostrils, keeping my head down, continuing with the latest problem.
“I don’t know how long it passed, but I heard a boy behind shout, ‘What are you doing? I won’t do it! We’re all dead anyway, just kill .’
“Then I heard what seed like the sound of books being torn apart, and the sound of paper being stuffed into a mouth and chewed.
“I originally wanted to look up and stop him, but as soon as I turned my head, I saw him excitedly pick up a pen, shout, ‘I know it, I got it,’ and then he began scribbling the answers on the paper.
“That ti, he didn’t explode into a bloody mist; he got it right.
“I don’t know exactly what happened, but I heard the crisp sound around , the sound of papers being torn, and the faint sound of chewing.
“Then laughter of ‘I got it’ ‘I got it’ kept ringing in my ears.
“Their laughter was loud and piercing, with a suppressed madness, as if, at so point, they all beca different from .
“Around , the pen tips still scratched across the paper, making a harsh, shushing noise that was sharper than any sound I’d ever heard.
“I didn’t dare look up; I could only bury my head and continue working on the exercises.
“As one new problem after another appeared, the chewing sound around grew increasingly severe,
“I don’t know when, but the books beside seed to exude an enticing fragrance, like delicious candies, tempting to eat them.
“As long as I ate them, I wouldn’t have to morize by rote anymore, nor racking my brain to study, knowledge would naturally appear in my mind, letting solve all the problems.
“The sound of tearing books and chewing kept echoing around , as if everyone was part of this ‘feast.’
“And ever since the first person ate a book, the ‘bang bang’ sound no longer echoed around.
“I dared not look up to see what was happening around; I also wanted to eat books but was sowhat scared, not knowing for what reason, just instinctively afraid.
“In the end, I didn’t eat books; instead, I buried my head, learning page by page,
“The questions on the blackboard grew more tricky, and the sound of tearing books gradually diminished.
“From a certain problem onwards, there was no more sound of tearing books.
“And behind ca the sound of desks and chairs colliding, sharp howls, and gnawing sounds.
“I couldn’t hold my curiosity, carefully turned my head for a glance,
the girl’s voice trembled uncontrollably again, “I didn’t know when, but the desktops around beca completely bare, all the books were eaten clean,
“and the classmates sitting on the seats, I don’t know when they all disappeared, leaving only tos either draped in white skin or squirming in blood red,
“these books sprouted limbs, fighting like humans, biting, tearing other bodies, then sprawling over the defeated person, eating the ‘books’ on them.
“I took only one glance and couldn’t bear to look any longer, I suppressed my heart, studying diligently, not daring to recall what I saw then.
“I don’t know when the ‘bang bang’ sound echoed again, and the gnawing gradually quieted down.
“Until I completed a particularly difficult math problem, did everything fall completely silent.”
Ye Ying took a deep breath, looking at He Ao, “Then I lost consciousness, and when I woke up, I was already in the hospital, with my parents, and my brother, all by my bed.”
“Then, did you beco a Transcendent?”
He Ao looked at Ye Ying, lightly adding, “Sounds like what you experienced was so sort of special ‘ritual.'”
“Huh?”
Ye Ying was slightly taken aback.
“A ritual is sothing a high-level Transcendent encounters moving up; Transcendents do certain special things to beco more aligned with the Talent Sequences’ power, thereby promoting better,”
He Ao looked at Ye Ying, gently explaining, “The weird event you went through seems like a compulsive, twisted version of a ritual, without employing any additional ans, completing the problems alone, fits the ritual content best behind that weird event’s Extraordinary Power.
“You unknowingly finished this ‘ritual,’ and at the mont you completed the ritual, your ‘compatibility’ with the Extraordinary Power also reached its peak, finally smoothly completing the promotion.”
He glanced at Ye Ying, pondering, “Most Transcendents’ ‘Awakening’ is rely ‘Awakening’ F-level power; those directly becoming E-level mostly turn into twisted monsters; you’re very lucky.”
“Huh? Really?”
Ye Ying shrank her neck, “My brother also said I was lucky; I thought he was just talking idly.”
Then she realized sothing, hurriedly said, “Minister He, do you know my brother? Don’t tell him what I just said; otherwise, he’d know I trust your words more than his, and he’d be furious.”
Listening to her words, He Ao couldn’t help but laugh, “Actually, you might not just be ‘lucky.’
“Huh?”
A trace of confusion flashed across Ye Ying’s eyes.
“When it cos to danger, perhaps you possess extraordinary intuition,”
He Ao released his hand a bit, calmly said, “This might be the core reason that keeps you out of harm.”
“Am I that aweso?”
Ye Ying blinked her eyes.
“Of course, I can’t be sure either,”
He Ao shook his head, looking at Ye Ying, “Did you gain anything else during that weird event?”
“My college entrance exam score increased by more than a hundred?”
Ye Ying scratched her head, “I rember all that knowledge, I was originally just going to a regular college, but in the end, I got into Nandu University, my mom said this study effect is better than Nandu’s best tutoring class,”
“Just slightly dangerous?”
He Ao casually added.
“That’s true,”
Ye Ying shrunk her head, “If inabilities lead to death, I wouldn’t have known my learning ability was that strong otherwise.”
This girl is indeed quite optimistic.
While pondering, He Ao fully retracted his hand.
At this point, Ye Ying also noticed He Ao’s action, she raised her head, sowhat nervously looking at He Ao, “Minister He, is there a problem with ?”
“Hmm,”
He Ao hesitated for a mont, seemingly choosing his words, then slowly said, “Have you read wuxia novels?”
“Watched wuxia TV shows.”
The girl said softly, seemingly not understanding why He Ao would ntion ‘wuxia.’
Does wuxia relate to Transcendent?
“Then let put it this way,”
He Ao said gently, “In wuxia terms, the vast majority of your ‘ridians’ are broken, where energy is supposed to flow is completely blocked; your energy pathways are like scattered fragnts all over the place.”
“Huh?”
Ye Ying’s eyes widened slightly; she vaguely understood He Ao’s taphor but couldn’t fully grasp it. She hesitated a mont, softly asked, “Is this issue serious?”
She scratched her head, “I don’t seem to feel anything?”
“You’re very lucky,”
He Ao looked at the girl in front of him, warmly said, “You should have died a year ago.”
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