004/Qiliu
Outside the gate of Heying Middle School.
It’s already the time when school ends at noon on weekdays, and the vendors guarding the door are gearing up for the most profitable moment of the day.
Normally, students will show up intermittently around 11:50. The cart stall at the school gate can be busy until two o'clock.
But today, it was almost 12:10, and the third round of school bell rang in the distance, but no students were seen coming out.
Even the doormen who usually boss the vendors around are nowhere to be seen.
The door is still closed.
"Weird." A vendor making pancakes frowned deeply. He stirred the batter in the stainless steel basin three times, but he didn't receive a single customer. "What's going on? I didn't hear that the school has any activities today? "
The vendor turned off the gas tank and wiped his oil-stained hands on his apron twice. I decided to go to the school gate and ask around.
Heying Middle School is the most famous private aristocratic middle school in the area. It is very elegant. Through the electric sliding door, you can see the wide ginkgo avenue, fountains, flower beds, teaching buildings and libraries.
But the strange thing is that there is no one on campus.
The vendor felt something was wrong.
It's an indescribable feeling. On weekdays, no matter how quiet the place is, the naked eye can capture a lot of dynamics. Birds flying by, leaves blown by the wind, ripples on the water... And now, Heying Middle School looks like a still photo.
A strange coldness hit my face, like opening the door of an ice cellar in the middle of summer.
Before selling pancakes in front of the school, the vendor worked as a cold chain warehouse manager in a meat factory. In the freezing cabin, the old ice and blackened frozen meat were mixed together, creating such a strange cold smell.
The vendor bent down and moved closer.
At this moment, he saw a thick black fog. In the fog, a pair of scarlet eyes looked at him for a moment.
Just a casual glance. He didn't seem to take it to heart.
At this time, the vendor smelled an extremely light smell, a woody aroma that could not be ignored. It’s alienating yet intense.
Danger!
In nature, animals in the middle and lower reaches of the food chain naturally have the ability to sense crises.
Human beings have been the masters for too long, and this kind of perception has long been degraded by natural selection.
But at this moment, the great fear of death appeared in his heart.
It was like being firmly grasped by the heart.
"Wow!"
The vendor screamed strangely, fell backwards and fell to the ground. His face was pale, his heart was beating like a drum, and he was completely soaked in just a few seconds.
In front of him was the familiar school, calm and peaceful.
The vendor stumbled to his feet, turned around and ran away.
The desire to survive forced him to escape from this dangerous place, and he didn't even think of the tricycle parked at the door.
When he came to his senses, the vendor was already standing at the gate of the police station.
He didn't come to call the police, he just instinctively wanted to find a safe place.
He hugged his arms tightly with both hands, and his heart was suddenly filled with doubts: "Strange, what on earth did I see just now?"
**
Strange territory.
Strange realm, hell on earth.
Although the entire middle school is covered by the mysterious realm, the concentration of this power obviously varies between high and low.
The core area is the teaching building where Yingzhou is located.
It was almost a purgatory. The mood of despair spreads, growing more strange and ominous shadows.
The playgrounds, canteens, libraries, office buildings and other places on the periphery are obviously much better.
It happened suddenly.
When the strange realm came, Xun Yu was still in the dean's office, undergoing double interrogation by the leadership and security guards.
The dean who graduated from University A asked to check his student ID card. When he found out that he was a college student next door, he became even more furious, saying that you, a great student from University A, actually entered the high school campus to beat up someone!
After all, last year's college entrance examination, the admission score of University A in this province rose to 603 points. In the inherent concept of many middle-aged people, having both good character and academic excellence are integrated.
Zhou Mingzhe, one of the parties involved, was ordered to return to the classroom.
Before leaving, he carried the dean on his back and turned towards Xun Yu in a provocative gesture.
Xun Yu couldn't help but bared her teeth. The pointed canine teeth were exposed in the air, much like a wild dog about to bite someone.
Fortunately, the social order has not collapsed yet. The grass on the grave of the last person who provoked Anubis was already several meters high. I don’t know if he was lucky enough to be resurrected.
Xun Yu thought carefully for a moment. About 10 minutes after Zhou Mingzhe left, Weiyu was born.
The sky outside the window became darker, and the dean didn't realize it. The black shadow behind him became longer and longer, and he was still talking about morality, intelligence, physical education, and beauty.
Xun Yu stepped forward and strangled the shadow's neck.
The shadow had just been born and was not in the core area. It is much lighter than the dark shadow of the teaching building.
In Xun Yu's hand, it was like a snake that was pinched seven inches, rolling on the wall.
"You, a student, what attitude do you have towards your teacher?"
Xun Yu bit the shadow's neck at this moment.
Dark black liquid burst out on the wall, like a punctured water balloon, with a pungent fishy smell.
The dean was originally angry, but when he saw this strange scene, his straight outstretched finger quietly became curved.
Not everyone is so lucky.
In the math department's office, the bald teacher was about to go to class when he was choked by a black shadow behind him.
His colleague was sitting not far away. He wanted to call for help, but the black shadow continued to spread, like running water, blocking his mouth and nose.
The teacher couldn't make a sound, and couldn't escape the shadow behind him. He opened his mouth wide and tried to push the non-existent seaweed in his throat with his tongue.
Many things flashed before the teacher's eyes. His daughter was about to take the high school entrance examination, his mother was still hospitalized, and his wife complained that he didn't earn enough... His consciousness became increasingly blurred, and he cried silently on the spot.
He drowned in his office without water.
…
…
But in general, because of Xun Yu's existence, the casualties in the office building were not serious.
Xun Yu seriously instructed the dean: "Turn off the lights, lean against the wall or stand back to back. Don't walk around. If possible, get all the survivors together. Nod if you understand."
The dean nodded wildly, as docile as a domesticated student at this moment.
Xun Yu had no interest in explaining this to ordinary people. He turned around and ran towards the exit on the first floor.
The teachers who were still in the office building gathered on the same floor.
The second floor of the teaching building has a semi-open design. From the window sill on the second floor, everyone can see Xun Yu on the first floor.
He was banging on the door over and over again.
It is a glass door that opens and closes automatically on weekdays. But today I don’t know if it’s broken or something, but there’s no response.
Outside the glass was a gloomy gray-black.
The dean turned his head and looked out the window. The scenery outside the window was also shrouded in gray and black fog. He pushed the window, but it didn't move at all.
The ominous fog that filled the campus made him feel particularly heavy.
The dean originally tried to use the radio to calm the students' emotions, but unfortunately the place was isolated and there was no network signal.
"What is he doing?" A teacher whispered.
A teacher shuddered and held the Jade Buddha in his hand tightly: "I don't know... do you want to go out? If you break the door, is there something dirty coming in from outside?"
The current situation can obviously only be explained by supernatural things.
Xun Yu seemed to feel no pain, gritted her teeth, and hit the door harder and harder.
From his perspective, he could see the dark ghostly figure blocking the door. They gathered together, their slender palms pressed against the door, firmly guarding the door, with mocking and malicious smiles on their faces.
These shadows are ghosts who died in the strange realm. It is also part of the bane shadow ability.
There were blood stains on the glass door.
Later, Anubis had a hundred ways to crush the shadow to death, but now Xunyu is just a young man who has just begun to mutate.
He can only use the stupidest method, which is also the only feasible method at present.
Fight to stop war, blood for blood.
Xun Yu felt that she deserved to die in her previous life.
But if the world really restarts, let him return to the present. It must be that God heard his prayer and had mercy on the world.
He wants Ying Zhou to live. At least not like the previous life.
Xun Yu didn't want to delve into this feeling. Everything he did was just to prevent himself from feeling sad and guilty when he saw Ying Zhou again.
There were more and more blood stains on the door, sprayed, mist-like, and lumpy. Small cracks appeared on the surface of the glass.
The blood vessels on Xun Yu's body gradually swelled, and the purple-red lines spread across his body like a totem.
Outside the door, the expressions of the shadows gradually changed from mocking to panic and panic.
The black shadows were still holding the door tightly with their hands. Although Xun Yu hadn't attacked yet, they had already felt the hot breath coming towards them.
The black shadow let out a wail, and began to melt like scalded butter.
A violent impact struck, and the glass door finally made a clear cracking sound.
**
The temperature in the classroom is constantly dropping, and the breath you exhale appears like a white mist.
This is not Yingzhou's illusion, but the shadow is approaching.
Yingzhou had a strange auditory hallucination in his ears. It was the sound of unhurried footsteps, which was exactly the same as the ups and downs of his heart.
Shadow is going upstairs.
Obviously, Yingzhou's ability to control his body is not enough to control his heartbeat.
He could only try his best to calm down to slow down the shadow's climb upstairs.
Yuan Wenxin thought for a moment and said: "Only weird power can fight against weird power. Do you know what high-dimensional invasion* is? The common view in the academic circles is that weird creatures are life forms of higher dimensions, just like two-dimensional paper figures. It’s the same as being unable to attack humans in reality. Only if both parties are of the same species can they be qualified to compete on the same stage.”
Yingzhou asked expressionlessly: "The situation is urgent, can you stop talking nonsense?"
After all, this is directly related to whether he can see the sun the next day.
Yuan Wenxin: "I originally wanted to...but was afraid of a worse butterfly effect, but now, I suddenly have an interesting idea."
He took out a folding knife from his school uniform pocket.
"If you want to have superpowers, you need a source of evolution."
"My ability is parasitism." Yuan Wenxin stared at Ying Zhou's eyes and very calmly made a knife mark on the front of his elbow. "In addition to parasitizing strange creatures, it can also parasitize humans."
Blood flowed out, along with a thin white line.
It was a wriggling larva, and when it matured, Yuanwenxin was like a moving insect nest. He touched his pale skin and could even feel countless larvae crawling darkly inside his body.
It was disgusting and painful. It hurts to be bitten all the time. The pain of breaking bones and sucking marrow.
But Yuan Wenxin has long been used to it.
And he has endured such pain for a hundred years... actually to protect others?
Yuan Wenxin's face was hidden under the shadow, dim and unclear.
"The humans parasitized by me will not become new humans, they will only become unconscious puppets. I can't let you truly evolve, and I can't give you my own evolutionary source. But here is a ready-made evolutionary source."
He pointed to the shadow on the ground.
"The way I think of it is to make your own shadow mysteriously resurrect, and I use larvae to suppress your shadow to prevent you from being eaten back by the shadow. Of course, this just makes your survival probability no longer 0."
An idea that sounds crazy and radical.
However, Yuan Wenxin had worked in the Superpower Bureau for decades, and he knew very well that this was a feasible plan.
For Yingzhou, it might be the best plan.
With the shadow, Yingzhou no longer needs to awaken "Tai Sui".
Yuan Wenxin pinched the bug crawling slowly on his arm, smiled and asked, "Do you want to embrace evolution with me?"
