Because of the spiritual entanglement, my body became similar in composition to my soul.
So, I can’t eat food that humans can eat?
So how do I solve the problem of eating? Is it possible to go to temples or graves to steal other people's tributes?
Xie Zhi's eyes gradually became dangerous.
"You mean, I should go to the temple..."
"You must never do such feudal and superstitious things."
Sima Xi seemed to realize what Xie Zhi wanted to say, and quickly stopped and interrupted Xie Zhi's speech.
"Not to mention whether there are ghosts in this world, even if there are, your entangled spirit structure is very different from the structure of traditional ghosts."
Sima Xi said that ghosts and gods in traditional novels can feed themselves through incense. According to legend, they feel full just by smelling the food. This kind of thing has no scientific basis at all.
"How does the taste of food come about? In fact, it is the result of the volatilization of chemical molecules in the food. How can such a thing make people full?"
"And after all, the taste of the food is still a part of the food. You see you vomited just smelling the food your friend brought over. This also shows that the entanglement of the spirit body is not the same as the traditional ghost state. Or else There is a problem with the recording of ghosts in traditional novels, or else it means that entangled spirits are not ghosts.”
Dr. Sima Xi seems to be very particular about the definition of spiritual entanglement. He is very concerned about Wang Dashui and Xie Zhi's behavior of combining spiritual entanglement with ghost legends. He believes that this behavior is disrespectful to science.
Xie Zhi touched his nose. The size of the moon above his head was almost ten times that of his previous life, and the soul entity of the secondary personality could be seen behind the person. Now maybe it's not that I don't respect science, but that the science you talk about is a bit inappropriate. respect me.
"So how should I solve this symptom of mine?"
Xie Zhi sighed and decided not to continue on this topic.
"Of course I will prescribe medicine for you to take at home."
Doctor Sima Xi blinked, seeming a little surprised why Xie Zhi would ask such a question.
"Ah! Is there a cure for such difficult and complicated diseases?"
Xie Zhi was stunned and confused for a moment.
“We have a scientific name, we have past cases, and we know the cause and direction of the disease, so why can’t it be cured?”
Dr. Sima Xi was also stunned. Did he say that this condition was an incurable disease?
"Eh???"
Xie Zhi couldn't help but make a sound of surprise. He looked at the doctor and then at his roommate Wang Dazhuo. He was even more surprised to find that he seemed to be the only one who was extremely shocked by the fact that "spiritual entanglement can be cured". Except for The other two people except him had expressions of "this kind of thing is normal". Wang Dazhuo even showed a trace of compassion in his eyes when he looked at him.
Xie Zhi knows this kind of compassion. In his previous life, he went from a rural town to a big city for the first time to study. He also saw this expression when he shouted "delicious" when facing the tempura of a Japanese restaurant that he had never eaten before.
"Just...can it really be cured?"
Xie Zhi couldn't help but ask again.
Dr. Sima Xi, who was writing the prescription, sighed, tore off the prescription and put it in front of Xie Zhi.
"Comrade, you have to believe in modern medicine."
Xie Zhi lowered his head and looked at the prescription slip handed over by Sima Xi.
Very good, I can't understand it. It seems that this world has something in common with the world in my previous life. For example, the words written by doctors will always be wavy lines with no rules in the eyes of patients.
"Baopuzi Soul Granules, three meals a day, one bag at a time, take with meals."
Sima Xi's voice reached Xie Zhi's ears.
“What does it mean to eat with rice?”
Xie Zhi was stunned. He had heard of before and after meals, but never heard of during meals.
"Have you ever had Ochazuke rice? It's the kind of rice where you sprinkle seasoning on it and then eat it with the rice and seasoning."
Sima Xi explained a few words, then patted his forehead,
"Hey, look, I forgot. Today's young people don't eat island country cuisine. After all, after the big moon appeared, all the island countries sank into the sea. There is no way to rely on the country's culture, so what is the value of existence? ?”
Sima Xi's words made Xie Zhi confused, but Xie Zhi understood the description of Chazuke Rice.
"In other words, this thing is for me to eat directly with my rice?"
…
Xie Zhi finally had his meal.
Taking the prescription written by Sima Xi, he took a large bag of "Baopuzi Soul Granules" from the hospital pharmacy. When he opened it, he found a gray-black powder. He swallowed it three times a day with the food.
"Can this thing... really be used to mix rice?"
Xie Zhi frowned and looked at the gray-black powder in the packaging bag. The powder seemed to have uneven particles. Some were fine and some were compacted together. It looked like...
"Let me tell you, man, this looks like ashes from the bottom of a pot."
Is it really edible?
Xie Zhi opened the instruction manual in the bag suspiciously, read it up and down several times, and finally confirmed that this thing really can be mixed directly with rice, and the instruction manual stated "no known side effects."
Xie Zhi finally hesitantly sprinkled the soul particles on the food.
A magical thing happened. When the soul particles were sprinkled on the food, Xie Zhi's unsuppressible feeling of vomiting disappeared. Dongpo braised pork elbow, pork chop rice and hot and sour noodles, the delicious food was in the soul particles. After returning to normal under the cover, Xie Zhi dug out a large spoonful of rice bowl from the bowl and put it into his mouth, unable to hold back tears.
This was the first full meal he had eaten since traveling for two days.
He held a rice bowl with no sense of aesthetics and sat in the inquiry hall on the first floor of the hospital facing the sea of people, but Xie Zhi didn't care at all.
At this moment, he only felt that the food in his mouth was so sweet.
"Baopuzi soul powder..."
While Xie Zhi was chewing his food, he was thinking about things related to soul powder.
"Baopuzi, Baopuzi, it sounds like something Taoist."
"Under the huge moon, is there still Taoism?"
"I remember that in the world I lived in in my last life, Taoist priests relied on the movement of the sun, moon and stars to a large extent for their divination and calculations. In today's world, the moon has become nearly ten times larger than in the past, rising and setting twice a day. Not to mention, even the basic yin, qing and qing qianqiang disappeared for some reason..."
“In such a world, how much of Taoism’s teachings can be left to work?”
While Xie Zhi was thinking about it, he didn't stop putting food into his mouth. When he realized it, his mouth was already full.
"On second thought, maybe the changes in the moon are also a good thing for traditional doctrines such as Taoism."
"After all, since even soul powder granules can be made to relieve the symptoms of soul entanglement, it shows that in the years since the change of the moon, no matter how much the basic doctrines of Taoists have been affected, they have made great progress in theorization and industrialization. It is even integrated with modern medicine..."
The only pity is that this kind of spiritual entanglement cannot be cured even after the combination of mutated Taoism and modern medicine, because objectively speaking, this is not a disease, but the personality mimicry and negativity of the negative Qingshi. Another way of harmonious coexistence between Qingshi himself.
The situation of "being unable to eat normally" is not so much a disease as it is a drawback of the coexistence of entangled spirits. Sprinkle a pack of "Isatis root specially supplied to other worlds" before eating to make your food feel better and more delicious.
There are 42 packets of Baopuzi Soul Granules in a large bag. One packet for each of three meals a day can last for two weeks. Dr. Sima Xi prescribed Xie Zhi two packets and asked Xie Zhi to finish the medicine. Come back to the hospital for review.
"Speaking of which, this medicine is quite expensive."
Xie Zhi was immersed in his first delicious meal after time travel, when Wang Dazhuo's words suddenly broke into his immersion. Xie Zhi opened his eyes and looked at Wang Dazhuo, who was holding the bill for this medical treatment in his hand.
"Twelve thousand, five hundred dollars per bag of credits. Just two bags of soul granules cost as much as twenty-five thousand..."
Xie Zhi, who was holding a spoon in his mouth, suddenly widened his eyes.
He spit out the spoon and snatched the bill from Wang Dabao's hand.
"How much?"
The bill lists the consumption items for this general hospital visit in separate items:
A total of 1,600 yuan for a full-body examination, 800 yuan for a gastroscopy and gastric function test, 1,800 yuan for hospitalization and nursing care...
Baopuzi soul particles, twelve thousand five hundred...multiplied by two...
"Total, 29,800 credit points. If you have a professional qualification certificate as a cleaner or other special hazardous industry qualification certificate, you can deduct 60%... How much do you have to pay to deduct 60%?"
"It works out to about 12,000 yuan, and the soul particles are exactly 10,000 yuan."
Wang Dashui counted in his mind with his fingers.
Xie Zhi looked at the checkout counter not far away, and then looked at the credit wallet on his phone.
He suddenly realized that starting from today, his monthly fixed expenses, just to live well and eat well, would exceed 10,000 yuan.
Three million, how long can it last? Three hundred months at most?
"Hey, wait, how many years is three hundred months?"
"Twenty-five years, what happened?"
That's okay.
Xie Zhi swept away the previous haze, and realized that he might not be able to live until twenty-five years later.
In this huge moon world full of dangers, living one more day is considered a gain, and he actually still has enough savings to survive for twenty-five years.
It’s so funny that I can’t use it all up.
…
After having enough wine and food, Xie Zhi finished the set meal for four brought by Wang Dazhuang in one meal.
Xie Zhi was surprised by his food intake, while Wang Dazhuo said that this was the normal food intake level after Master Ningqing summoned the mimic incarnation.
Each negative purifier's body is equivalent to several people living at the same time, and summoning the mimetic avatar into a combat state is equivalent to using one person's body to perform strenuous exercise for multiple people at the same time. The energy consumption increases and requires supplementary nutrition. The ingredients will naturally increase exponentially.
"Speaking of which, I have a question. How was the Tianguang Building incident resolved in the end?"
Xie Zhi wiped his mouth, stood up and threw the lunch box and convenience bag into the trash can.
"I still want to ask you."
Wang DaZhuo looked into Xie Zhi's eyes,
"Lu Chuan sent me a message telling me that the source of the pollution had escaped to the rooftop, and the three of you were going to go to the rooftop to contain it. But when I arrived on the rooftop, the battle was over, and the three of you and a woman were lying exhausted on the rooftop. Go up, twisting and turning."
"Where are the other moonheads in the building?"
"When the central pollution source is removed, the pollution site will quickly disintegrate. After Wang Lili passed out, the moon heads still wandering in the Tianguang Building quickly changed back to their human appearance. Friends from the Qing Department ran over to clean up the mess. The infected patients with sequelae were divided into groups and dragged to the No. 1 and No. 2 General Hospitals. Some of the infected patients without sequelae also needed to be hospitalized for observation. The beds in the No. 1, No. 2 and No. 2 hospitals were tight, so they were dragged to the No. 3 hospital with us. .”
"We? Lu Chuan and Xiong Ansui are also hospitalized here?"
"Lao Lu and Xiong Xiongzi went back to class in the morning. Today they will teach "Advanced Negative Emotion Clearing Methodology". Old Man Sun's class must be attended by several majors. Count the time..."
Wang Dabai took out his cell phone and looked at the time. It was nine o'clock in the morning.
"They should have started classes by now."
"Is it okay if we don't go to class?"
"It's okay, I'm just skipping class. We are legal and compliant."
Wang Da Pao patted Xie Zhi on the shoulder and asked Xie Zhi to relax.
"Legal and compliant? Is there anything legal and compliant about skipping class?"
Xie Zhi was a little confused.
At this time, Xie Zhi and Wang Dazhui walked to an empty space near the main entrance of the hospital. There was a vending machine to their right. Wang Dazhuang tapped twice on the vending machine's operation panel, and then showed a healthy smile to the camera.
Two cans of Coke rolled out of the vending machine one after the other, and the operation panel prompted you that the payment was successful, and the credit points for this consumption are 10 points.
"Here, Coke."
Wang Dazhuo threw a can to Xie Zhi, and the red tin can drew an arc in the air.
When Xie Zhi took the Coke, Wang Daduo had already twisted the ring, raised his head and started drinking.
After three or two sips of Coke, Wang Dadui burped loudly, then narrowed his eyes and pointed at Xie Zhi with his left hand holding the Coke can, and then at himself.
"For ordinary people, skipping class is certainly against the rules, but you and I are not ordinary people."
"You are the nineteenth-ranked crazy scissor in the eastern urban agglomeration, and I..."
Wang Dazhuo held the Coke can with his left hand and reached into his pocket with his right hand to take out his cell phone.
He unlocked the phone screen with one hand, slid on the screen for a while, clicked on a dark red APP, and then turned the phone over so that the screen faced Xie Zhi.
"Let's get to know each other again, the 22nd one in the eastern city group, the black keyboard."
Xie Zhi knew this app. When the app was opened, there were three faces on the left, middle and right, one crying, one laughing, and the third face facing him was expressionless.
The three faces with different expressions are like the entangled electrons in the nucleus, twisting and turning irregularly around an invisible center.
Overload Personality APP, a certification and order-taking platform for professional cleaners.
Is my roommate also a superman? ! Xie Zhi almost lost his grip on the Coke can in his hand.
"But I remember didn't you just say yesterday that you had never seen the Superman APP?"
"Oh, that's a lie to you. Of course, the main reason is to hide it from Lao Lu and the blind man."
"The professional negative cleaning teacher qualification certificate..."
"Of course I passed the exam."
Xie Zhi didn't know what kind of expression to show for a while. It wasn't until then that he suddenly realized that Wang Dazhuo's identity was actually not well hidden. For example, he suddenly remembered that he called the Clearing Department in Tianguang Building. On the other end of the phone Wang Dashu dialed was the operator's job number.
The operator number opposite Wang Dazhuo is 127, while the operator number for Crazy Scissors is only 106.
The same three-digit job number at the beginning shows that the operators have similar positions in the clearance department. There is no reason why operator No. 106 is exclusively connected to the "Legendary Clearance Master Crazy Scissors" with a 100% success rate, while Operator No. 127 But he came to meet "an ordinary college student who served as a reserve force for the Qing Dynasty Normal University."
There is only one possibility, and that is that this mediocre college student's actual ranking and strength are similar to Crazy Scissors!
Of course, this is all based on hindsight analysis.
While thinking, Xie Zhi noticed that the Superman APP was still stuck on the loading interface on the screen of Wang Dazhuo's mobile phone, which he raised to face him. The scene was a little awkward for a moment.
"Just, what should I say? Brother, your mobile phone network is not good."
Xie Zhi pointed at the screen.
Wang Dazuo's eyes widened and his expression was a little panicked. He turned the phone back over and started fiddling with it.
"A small episode, ah, a small episode. In short, we are both professional negative teachers. I don't know why you came to Ningqing University to study, but I am here to investigate something that happened at Yanqing University in Yanshui. It's an old case, and because of the special nature of the case, I have to join it as a student."
"You know, I've lost my memory."
Xie Zhi scratched his cheek,
"I also really want to know why I am studying at Ningqing University, and I even want to know what happened to the original Xie Zhi before I came to this world in this life, but unfortunately, these things are all a mystery to me. puzzle."
"Ah, yes, I am sorry, you have lost your memory."
Wang DaZhui sighed and planned to avoid this topic.
He continued to fiddle with his mobile phone,
"It shouldn't be? I just bought the unlimited data package before school started. It's only been two days in March. Why is the signal so bad?"
"I'm afraid it's not a problem with the data plan."
Xie Zhi suddenly patted Wang Dazhuo's arm and handed his mobile phone to him.
In the upper right corner of the mobile phone screen, the number of signal bars representing signal strength dropped rapidly. Within two or three seconds, the number of signal bars dropped from five to none. In the end, a red cross even appeared on the signal bar.
Wang Dazhuo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked around, only to realize that he was not the only one who had problems with his mobile phone signal. All the passers-by playing with their mobile phones seemed to have encountered the same problem.
The signal disappeared.
No, it’s not just the loss of signal…
Wang Dazhuo looked around, and when he looked up, he saw a bird head on the fifth floor of the hospital.
It was a shrike, or more accurately, a man wearing a shrike hood.
When Wang Dazui saw the "Shrike", the "Shrike" was throwing a hexagonal rod-shaped object emitting pink smoke into the sky.
"Spread out! It's a terrorist attack!"
