Chapter 200 Indestructible
"I seem to be...trying to teach you how to do things, but I overstepped my bounds."
She said nothing more, as it seemed that no matter what she said, it seemed to be feeble at this time.
"It's nothing, and... this is my choice." Mu Daxian's tone was calm and determined, and he changed the subject, "As long as it's not an "angel", then the problem won't be too big..."
"I hope we can meet in the art building, teacher."
"Well, I hope so." Class Teacher-039 responded.
"Wish you good luck."
"You too."
After a brief greeting, Mu Daxian walked towards the stairwell with a confused look on his face.
At the edge of the stairwell is the entrance to the corridor bridge, and the space on that side of the corridor bridge is open and has many load-bearing columns. Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang stayed there, waiting for the security guard to appear and take the class teacher-039 away.
Mao Feiyang asked in a low voice: "Does "angel" refer to the "angel sculpture"? "
Mu Daxian nodded: "Yes, at least it looks like an "angel". "
"‘Looks'?"
"I can't explain too much to you." Mu Daxian shook his head, "Don't try to understand "angels". If you meet an angel, you just need to follow the rules. 》
“The rules only say to run towards the gallery and call the name of the night watchman, but the problem is, we are not in the art building, what should we do if we encounter an “angel”? "
"Run away, what else can we do."
hh : "Didn't you say you have experience?"
"Does my rich escape experience not mean experience?"
Mao Feiyang opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.
"Hey, someone is coming!"
Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder.
"I'm going, it's Lao Lin!" Mao Feiyang exclaimed.
I saw the door of Class 2, Group B, being opened, and then Lin Yi poked his head out furtively, glanced at it, then took it back, took another look, and then took it back again. He repeated this process several times before he dug his way out of the class.
Mao Feiyang: "..."
"Old Lin... I haven't seen him for a day, why do he look so stupid?"
Mu Daxian was silent for a moment: "I guess his mental state is not stable."
"Uh... maybe... Hey, Lao Lin was called into the office by the head teacher!"
Mu Daxian explained: "Before the head teacher leaves, he needs to remove his identity certificate to prevent it from being lost due to some unforeseen accidents. If it is obtained by a dummy, it will be detrimental to the experience students."
Mao Feiyang thought thoughtfully: "Would that turn him into a pseudo-human art teacher?"
Mu Daxian shook his head: "No, the pollution is downward. You can only affect the units whose pollution depth is not as deep as yours. It is almost impossible to rebel against Tiangang. Therefore, after the pseudo-person obtains the identity certificate of the class teacher, it will only pollute some experience students' understanding of the identity of the class teacher."
"Similarly, they take away the identity of the class teacher." After obtaining the identity certificate of the experience student, it can only influence those who are mentally unstable, or weaken the will of normal people through various methods. "
"Mr. Lu Xun has a saying..."
"An idiot will always pull you to the same level as him, and then use his rich experience in this level to defeat you... The same is true for pseudo-people."
"As for the pseudo-human art teachers you are interested in..."
"They are products formed after the art teacher carried extraordinary power that should not have been endured and was continuously polluted." When Mu Daxian said this, his tone was a bit complicated, mixed with some pity and admiration, but more of disgust and contempt.
It is hard to imagine that so many emotions can swirl in one person's eyes at the same time.
"Similarly, if an art student absorbs extraordinary power beyond his own endurance, he will also become a weird art student."
"I see..." Mao Feiyang nodded as if he understood.
"Do you understand?" Mu Daxian asked in surprise.
"Uh..." Mao Feiyang was stunned, "I actually don't understand very well."
Mu Daxian held his forehead: "I really admire you. I don't understand. Don't pretend blindly, something will happen." ..."
Even though Mao Feiyang and the art teacher only met once, he always felt that the art teacher had a special charm. He was elegant, calm, and calm. He seemed to be well-planned, and... not evil at all.
"The villains will not think that they are villains." Mu Daxian shook his head and said, "They will only think that they have discovered a new faith and seen more things, just like the ancient prophets, trying to use their things to educate us..."
"The things they insist on are completely different from us."
"But abstractly, they also insist that everything they do is right, and we cannot understand them..."
"Physical pollution is not terrible, Xiaomao... What is terrible is cognitive pollution."
"That kind of unhesitating and absolute trust in the indescribable... is the real pollution and baptism."< br/>
"They... are just a group of 'crazy believers'."
Mao Feiyang thought thoughtfully: "In that case, why don't you think of ways to eliminate them?"
"Why don't you want to? You can only dream about it." Mu Daxian shook his head helplessly, "But it can't be done! You don't understand, and I can't explain clearly what's inside."
"I can only say that the price to eliminate them in the art building is too high."
"But if it could be done at a painful price, we would have taken action long ago, but the real problem is that it is completely useless."
"It is useless to put the entire campus in."
The highest method is to "restrict", using the least amount of life and property to restrict them from all levels, and then find a solution to the problem..."
"All the rules in the campus do not mention confrontation, not because confrontation is not feasible. If one or two dummies or nocturnal species threaten you, just kill them, but a large-scale 'war' will not work at all."
"Wait a minute..." Mao Feiyang was confused, "Didn't you say it can't be eliminated? Why did you mention killing it again? Isn't this the same meaning?"
Mu Daxian said: "I didn't make it clear."
"Cannot be eliminated means that they cannot be eliminated in the art building."
"Can be killed, it means that they can be killed in the campus."
Mao Feiyang was still puzzled, but Lin Yi had an idea - the sun!
There is no sun all year round in the Art Building, but the campus is different. There is daytime in the campus!
Sunlight is fatal to pseudomen and nocturnal species!
"Let me put it another way," Mu Daxian said, "Things that can be eliminated are all insignificant things. Who are the pseudomen and the nocturnal species? Who are we?" "Don't take life too seriously. As long as there are concepts of "life" and "death", it is vulnerable." "It's very difficult to kill them."
When Mao Feiyang heard this, his head shook like a rattle and he kept saying no.
Mu Daxian touched the cloth bag and chuckled: "Some things, what you think may not be your true thoughts, your subconscious reaction is the most real."
"I'm a good judge of people. You really have a natural affinity for art... I'd like to give you a compliment. "Innate Art Sacred Body" is not an exaggeration."
Mao Feiyang's mouth twitched fiercely: "I... really don't think about it."
Mu Daxian waved his hand: "I respect your choice."
Mao Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Daxian said again: "So I also advise you to respect your own choice."
Him He pointed to his chest with flying hair.
"Don't look at me, ask your own heart."
"I don't think so even if I ask my heart." Mao Feiyang shook his head.
Mu Daxian said no more, looked at the door of the teacher's office and said: "The old Lin you talked about came out, it looks like... it's not easy."
Mao Feiyang followed and looked over.
At this time, the "Lin Yi from 19:40 on May 7th" was leaning against the door of the teacher's office, panting violently. After resting for a while, he stood up with support on the wall, and then returned to Class 2 of Group B.
"Are you okay?" Mu Daxian asked with concern.
"Huh?"
Mu Daxian tried his best to mouth, and his eyes fell on his hand.
"It's okay... To be honest, I don't feel there is any problem."
"Okay, but don't be careless."
Mao Feiyang nodded.
After about ten minutes, Mu Daxian suddenly sensed something. He stood up and came to the covered bridge and looked not far away.
Mao Feiyang hurriedly followed and asked nervously: "What's wrong? Is that some kind of "angel" here? "
Mu Daxian glanced at him: "If the "angel" had come, I would have run away. You can see for yourself...it's the security guard. "
Mao Feiyang was refreshed and quickly followed Mu Daxian's gaze.
In the thick fog, street lamps were scattered like stars, and among them, there was a figure that was slowly moving forward like an icebreaker. Just seeing the security guard from a distance, Lin Yi could feel a warm feeling, as if there would be no weird and weird things where the security guard was.
However, as the security guard approached, Lin Yi gradually felt a sense of discomfort. This was a faint sense of resistance that he had never felt from the security guard before.
Mao Feiyang frowned, his eyes were a little sore, and he couldn't help but muttered: "Why do my eyes feel sore when I stare at the security guard, but I feel better when I look away?"
"It's normal." Mu Daxian said, "Otherwise the code wouldn't let you stay as far away from the security guard as possible."
Mao Feiyang was startled for a moment, then shuddered.
At this moment, Mao Feiyang clearly realized the conflict between rules and the importance of priorities. Without Mu Daxian’s reminder, he would most likely have forgotten it!
This is not because he is mindless and stupid, but because after feeling the security of the security guard, he subconsciously had this impression and did not change it for a while.
Lin Yi also felt the same, but he knew better that this was what he needed to pay attention to after knowing more rules - when encountering a conflict of rules, he must follow the one that suits his current identity, rather than doing things according to habits.
Forcibly changing habits and subconscious practices is the greatest binding force and enforcement power brought by "rules".
Mao Feiyang suppressed his gaze and began to avoid the security guard. At the same time, he asked in a deep voice: "Can you tell me why you should stay away from the security guard as much as possible?"
Mu Daxian did not avoid it. He continued to squint at the security guard, as if to exercise his eyesight. After hearing this, he said: "The security guard's 'extraordinary characteristics' are too complicated. I can't explain it to you for the time being. You only need to know two things..."
"First, the security guard can directly absorb the extraordinary power within a certain range, including in our bodies and...in the street lights."
h "Have you read the novel? You can simply understand that there is a circle around the security guard that is controllable but kept open. If we get close to him, our body will become weak..."
"Then we are not very dangerous? If we encounter pseudo-humans or nocturnal species at this time... No, they are also affected by the security field!" Mao Feiyang exclaimed.
"Yes, and judging from the degree of impact, the security guard's aura is more deadly to them." Mu Daxian said slowly, "If we don't have extraordinary power, we are still alive, but without extraordinary power, those things may directly become corpses."
“And you see, the security guard rarely takes the initiative to approach the street lights...because his area will also have an impact on the street lights.”
Lin Yi was startled and thought that was the case.
"But the kerosene lamp in his hand seems to be fine?" Mao Feiyang said.
"Didn't I just say that the power of pollution is transmitted to lower levels, and that old kerosene lamp...it is stronger than the extraordinary properties of the security guard."
"Oh...ohhhhh!!!" Mao Feiyang suddenly realized, "Then you just said two things. "Point, what's the second one?"
Mu Daxian glanced at him indifferently: "Second... When the security guard sees the art student, he will probably give him a stick."
"Give...a stick?" Mu Daxian looked at Mao Feiyang and said, "Literally?"
Mu Daxian nodded, with a strange look on his face: "And...you have such a small body, there is a high probability that you won't be able to take a hit."
hip "Uh... what about you?" Mao Feiyang was a little curious.
Mu Daxian was silent for a moment and pursed his lips: "All living beings are equal."
Thanks to the book friend "usjdnshhs" for the reward! !
(End of this chapter)