Although there was some commotion when the club was established, everyone soon began to adapt to coming to this mobile classroom after class.
Nothing else. The location is too convenient. For example, if there are no classes in the third or fourth period, but there are classes in the fifth or sixth period, you only need to walk a few steps to get to the club. You don’t have to wander around the campus or run back for half an hour. Dormitory, run there in half an hour before class.
There are more and more personal belongings in the classroom.
Li Shengruo brought an electric kettle, as well as his favorite tea set and tea leaves. As a southerner, he is used to making a pot of good tea when he has nothing to do, and pouring a cup for others in the club.
Yu Zhiyu shared her favorite dessert. Although it was exquisite and delicious, it was too sweet for Wei Curcuma. After watching Wei Curcuma eat it, his whole body was masked with pain, and he stuck out his tongue like a dog. Yu Zhiyu angrily took the whole plate away, preferring to feed Senior Minato to Wei Curcuma.
"It's so sweet, it's almost to die for... Ruozi, I just saw that I'm too breasty..."
Wei Zeshu put down the half-bitten macaron and complained to Li Shengruo who was opposite him with lingering fear. The two were playing a card board game called Dark Yu-Gi-Oh. Li Shengruo poured Wei Zeshu a cup of tea, and the latter Drink it all.
"Is it so exaggerated?!"
Yu Zhiyu fed senior Gongsun Minato a piece of macaron, and the latter held the small snack in both hands and ate it silently.
"Look, Minato is so happy eating."
"...Minato-senpai has a good appetite, and she can eat it happily even if you give her a biscuit."
Wei Curcuma took a sip of tea and felt better, but his mouth was still a bit sweet and made him panic.
On the other side, classmate Liang Cai was fighting fiercely with a high-end computer and headphones. The headphones were playing dark gothic rock music.
The puppy man sat next to her, holding a human-like volume of a juvenile comic book and reading it with gusto. He particularly liked reading juvenile adventure comics, such as Naruto and One Piece.
The bookshelves in the club are filled with comics and some novels, all of which Wei Curcuma bought with club funds.
This has become a daily routine in the literary club. Wei Zeshu and Li Shengruo played some weird board games in different ways, Liang Cai played games, Puppy Man read juvenile comics, and Yu Zhiyu played on his mobile phone besides quarreling with Wei Curf. , or chatting quietly with Minato-senpai.
Occasionally, Yinzi and Wang Xixuan would come over to visit and read some comics. Wang Xixuan once accidentally messed up the order of the ham comics, so he was nagged by the puppy man for half a week.
As for Minato-senpai, she seems to be reading a set of shoujo manga recently, which was recommended by Yu Zhiyu. I don’t know if she can understand it...
The days passed like this, and Wei Curcuma finally read all the notes with two weeks left before the test to suppress the deviants.
He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. A total of four hundred and thirteen volumes of notes were now imprinted in his mind.
As for the persistence of meditation, he also had a hunch that a breakthrough might be coming soon.
It was another ordinary day. Wei Zeshu and Li Shengruo played in the club classroom until about seven o'clock in the evening. After Senior Sister Minato finished class, they all walked slowly back to the dormitory together. They might buy some snacks on the way, but there were no food stalls today. .
This made Senior Minato feel a little lonely, so Yu Yu took her to the second floor of the cafeteria for a late-night snack, while Wei Zeshu and the others went back first.
Looking at the stars in the sky, Wei Curcuma's premonition became even stronger for some reason.
He did not choose to climb into bed, but sat near the bay window on the balcony, looking at the night stars outside the window, thoughtfully.
Finally, he closed his eyes quietly.
He entered meditation very quickly. In just a few breaths, he felt light and breathless, and his whole person sank into the deepest sea of consciousness.
What he saw in front of him was not darkness, but the scene he had not seen for a long time.
Stars hang over the plains, with countless bright stars twinkling. The evening breeze blows like a blanket of green, and the long grass flutters in the wind.
This time, the pure white human figure did not sit there and look at the sky, but looked at Wei Curcuma.
It stretched out a finger. It was a pure white finger, but at this moment, a subtle slash mark appeared on it.
Wei Curcuma looked familiar to him. Although the slash mark was extremely small, it was a unique slash mark left by a sword.
With just such a thought, a drop of blood slipped from the mark on that pure white finger.
This drop of blood was so white that everything around it seemed to turn black.
There is only white and black in this world.
That drop of blood turned into endless abnormalities and surged out!
Countless anomalies, some that Wei Curcuma had seen, and some that he had only read in Mo Daosang's notes, seemed to be endlessly surging out of that drop of blood, dripping from the fingertips of the pure white humanoid.
Those ferocious anomalies bit Wei Curcuma's body, not letting go of any trace, and the waves composed of countless anomalies swallowed him up.
The abnormal pain on his body was as hot as fire, and the abnormal wails and screams in his ears were as cold as an ice cave.
A sudden feeling of falling hit him, and the pure white human form and anomaly suddenly disappeared, and all the noisy sounds turned into silence. Wei Curcuma knelt on the ground without any strength, and barely supported his body.
The leisurely bell echoed around, and the warm sunset shone outside the window.
Wei Zeshu found himself in the corridor of a campus. He was walking in this empty corridor at a loss and a little lost.
When he passed by a window, he saw his current appearance in the reflection of the window - a dark blue school uniform, blue-silver narrow-rimmed eyes, and two "scalpels" of different lengths worn on his waist. , and the Tactics Master 2011.
He remembered that he seemed to be performing his first mission of suppressing anomalies, which was related to whether he could obtain points and become a Level 5 anomaly suppressor, and it was also related to whether he could gain hope of living.
But something seemed wrong.
Wei Zeshu's mind was a little chaotic. He felt that he had forgotten something very important, but his steps did not stop.
When he woke up from his dazed state, he realized that he had walked to a horizontally opened classroom door.
"Don't open this door."
A crying female voice came to his ears, which was familiar to Wei Shu, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.
The blood overflowed from behind the door and seeped into the soles of Wei Curcuma's shoes. It was not as thick as blood should be, but was cool, making him feel very comfortable and relaxed.
His hand unconsciously touched the sliding door and opened it gently.
A waterfall of blood rushed towards me, as if a red ocean made of blood filled the entire corridor at the door.
