Chapter 226 Quick Cleaning of the Classroom
"Gray fog won't work..." Mao Feiyang waved his hand quickly, "We know the inside story and know how scary the 'grey fog' is. For them, earthquakes may be more of a deterrent."
"Earthquakes won't work...there is a hammer earthquake here." Mu Daxian shook his head.
"But the vibration last night..." Mao Feiyang whispered.
Mu Daxian said: "That will only be felt by those who stay here. I want them to leave. When they are shocked, it will be too late. In other words...I know!"
He directly changed the word "grey" into a slightly twisted word "violent", and then continued to write:
【The storm is coming, and everyone left in the classroom will die! 】
【Leave the teaching building area and enter the dormitory area before it rains! 】
【Run away! ! ! 】
After writing the last three exclamation points, he clapped his hands and couldn't help but feel that it was really a perfect echo from beginning to end.
Mao Feiyang silently glanced at the words "Run away!!!" which had the same number of exclamation marks except for the size of the font, and thought to himself, Brother Xian, do you have any misunderstanding about the four words that echo the beginning and the end.
After Mu Daxian finished writing, he left the podium and rushed straight to the desk area at the end of the lecture hall.
He glanced at the desk marked [Except for art students, other students are not allowed to sit at the desk and read. ] label, and then walked away directly to the group of bookshelves at the back.
Mao Feiyang followed closely.
After a few minutes, Mao Feiyang's expression gradually became weird.
"Brother Xian, why are you... reading some H comics?"
"Oh? H comics? I didn't pay attention." Mu Daxian said, putting down a copy of "The Empress XX Pornographic Records" Returning to the bookshelf, he changed hands and picked up another book, again an H comic...
In this way, Mu Daxian flipped through a dozen or so H comics. Lin Yi also discovered that several of them were chosen by Wei Liang for him, but he had not read them all.
"What you see is only what you see." Mu Daxian put the last H comic back on the bookshelf, and then left the bookshelf area.
"Ah? Isn't that an H comic?" Mao Feiyang was puzzled.
"H comics are just superficial." Mu Daxian explained as he walked, "Here, due to the time difference, it is very difficult for units with different identities to achieve free exchange of information."
"Just like if there is a problem with the chef in the canteen, you need to use the hands of the experience students to warn the class teacher in advance to avoid being accidentally plotted."
Mao Feiyang is still puzzled: "But, this What does H comics have to do with it? Did someone write on H comics? But I can’t see anything?"
"The understanding is acceptable, but your ability to act is not worthy of your understanding." Mu Daxian criticized, "This is a method of information exchange inherited from the struggles of the past."
"Through the use of extraordinary power, part of the message you want to convey is portrayed in the H comics, just like..."
“It’s like a dog peeing to mark the territory?” Mao Feiyang triggered his passive skill Mouth Poop and blurted it out on the spot, making Mu Daxian’s eyes darken.
"Who the hell are you talking about?" Mu Daxian's forehead was filled with veins. He really wanted to punch this guy twice to let him know the price of speaking openly.
Mao Feiyang shrank his neck and did not dare to say anything more.
Mu Daxian took a deep breath and continued: "But the principle is almost the same. However, these "auras" will fade over time, just like chat records... So browsing H comics is sometimes like opening a blind box."
"Only some H comics with a strong aura, the information is closer to 'new', but... the newness is limited, but it is better than nothing."
Mao Feiyang thought thoughtfully, and then said: "So, according to what you said, the information in H comics is actually very limited. Compared with 'real-time news', it is more like a piled... newspaper." "Mu Daxian nodded and said, "Let's go, there isn't much information here... It seems that the impact of this gray fog invasion is indeed quite large, and it has affected the operation of the library to a certain extent."
"Library...?" Mao Feiyang was startled.
"Otherwise, who do you think issued the book?" Mu Daxian sneered, "The chef in the black bib doesn't care about these formal things."
While he was speaking, he had already returned to the podium with Mao Feiyang. After taking another look at the words on the blackboard, he took Mao Feiyang and walked out the door.
Mao Feiyang originally thought he would sit down and rest, and then wait until 0 o'clock to leave to find the elevator, but he found that Mu Daxian didn't seem to have such an intention.
/> Mu Daxian denied: "I did say before that for you, the best solution is to attend evening self-study here, and then wait until almost 0 o'clock before sneaking out of the classroom and taking the elevator."
"Hmm!" Mao Feiyang nodded.
Mu Daxian said seriously: "But I said, this is 'for you'."
Hah?"
"The optimal solution 'for you' may be a disaster for others." "For a group of people, it's a disaster."
Mao Feiyang thought for a while and looked around: "But there seems to be no crowd here..."
"There is no crowd now. What about waiting for them to return to the classroom after dinner?" Mu Daxian said unceremoniously.
Mao Feiyang was speechless for a moment, pursed his lips, and then said: "No...Brother Xian, I don't understand very well, am I so dangerous?"
Mu Daxian explained: "It's not you who are dangerous, but the aura that belongs to Him that you carry..."
Mao Feiyang was startled for a moment, and then fell into silence.
"Brother Xian, are you saying...we will pollute them?"
Mu Daxian nodded silently.
Well, hallucinations or visual hallucinations, which caused some deviations in their cognition. "
Mao Feiyang felt his heart tremble and couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe in their eyes, we... are not human beings, right? Brother Xian, let me tell you, the way they looked at us just now was not quite right..."
Mu Daxian glanced at him and said speechlessly: "If you were a Ninja Turtle in COS, they wouldn't look at you normally."
Mao Feiyang suddenly stopped talking.
Mu Daxian, wearing a dark green art student uniform, carrying a drawing board and a cloth bag on his back, really looks like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle if you don’t look carefully...
"It’s hard to say about the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, I feel more like a beggar version of the Prime Minister Turtle..." Mao Feiyang couldn't help but muttered.
"I'll give you a brick!" Mu Daxian said with disdain, "Let's go, don't keep it to harm others. Come back after the marks on your body are washed away and you want to come back to have fun and experience."
After saying that, Mu Daxian opened the door and walked out.
Mao Feiyang glanced back at the lecture theater, then gritted his teeth and followed without looking back.
"Brother Xian, what are we going to do next?" Mao Feiyang followed Mu Daxian down the steps, but he didn't know what Mu Daxian's plan was, "My arm won't bleed today. Do we just need to find a place to hide at midnight?"
Mu Daxian shook his head and said: "The preparations are not done yet. "
"What else is there to do?"
Mu Daxian shook the bag: "You don't think that these ineffective light bulbs can cover up the breath, do you?"
"Uh... I really thought that's all." Mao Feiyang muttered.
While observing the situation around the green forest belt, Mu Daxian explained: "First of all, masking the aura is just to prevent us from attracting the attention of the Laughing Angel."
"Secondly, the current light bulbs cannot mask the aura."
"Lastly, even if it can mask the aura, it is not enough."
Say, we have other prerequisites that need to be met. "
"So...don't say you can't stay in the classroom, even if you can, it's not possible."
"I say this, do you understand?"
Mu Daxian went through the steps, each one being concise and accurate. At this moment, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were as capable as a professional accountant when dividing property.
But Mao Feiyang is a talker after all, so he can still make a sarcastic comment: "So why didn't we just get it right...? We still have to go to the classroom?"
Mu Daxian gave you a look of your own.
Mao Feiyang immediately spread his hands and gave a silent expression.
Mu Daxian then said: "During the 70th gray fog invasion, Class 2, Group B, lost a large number of physical education students due to some mistakes in decision-making, so I have to give some "guidance" to prevent them from sending people to stay in the classroom. "
"Oh, that's it...it's not you. Wait, brother Xian, you mean...physical students will also take self-study classes?" Mao Feiyang seemed to have captured the key words.
But Lin Yi's eyes lit up. What he cared about was - "stay behind".
Should physical education students stay in the classroom?
Listen to Xu Shunkang's words, didn't all the physical education students leave the classroom?
Mu Daxian said: "Every day during the self-study class, the physical education students will send a small number of people to stay in the classroom. However, they will not wear the uniforms of the physical education students. Instead, they will leave the classroom before 21 o'clock every day, wearing the school uniforms inside out under the pretense of going to the toilet... Just like what Lao Du and the others did yesterday when they went to the cafeteria to eat."
"Is it like a plainclothes patrol?" Mao Feiyang understood somewhat.
Mu Daxian nodded: "Yes, but these kinds of sports students generally won't take action. Even if the experience students are in danger, they usually won't help."
"Why?"
"Because they can't beat them."
"The resources of sports students are also very precious, and they must not be given away unless necessary." Mu Daxian paused at this point, "'stay behind', it is not the people who are guarding, but the territory."
Mao Feiyang's mind froze, he seemed to have thought of something, and said thoughtfully: "The 70th gray mist invasion...Brother Xian, wasn't that the one where Lao Mo sacrificed his life?"
" It was that time." Mu Daxian took a deep breath, "There was a sports student who thought he had found some kind of countermeasure through thinking about the rules, and planned a big move by the sports students of Class B, Class B..."
"What a coincidence, that gray fog invasion was the most serious one since I entered the school, so the sports student's action failed, and indirectly caused the sports students of Class B, Class B to be almost wiped out..."
"Uh, okay..." Literally speaking, Mao Feiyang couldn't imagine what the tragic failure of that operation was like, so he asked, "Then what else do we need to do next?"
Mu Daxian glanced at the green forest belt in front of him, and squeezed out a mysterious smile: "Let's recharge the light bulb first, and then prepare some 'cheating meals' for the Smiling Angel."
"After everything is done, the plan to return to the art building is foolproof."
Just hearing the word "charge", Mao Feiyang felt that Mu Daxian might be doing something big, and when he heard that Mu Daxian was going to prepare some deception meal for the Laughing Angel, his expression immediately fell...
Cheat meal.
Once you hear it, you will know that this is not serious stuff!
Before he finished speaking, Mu Daxian had already taken the lead into the green forest belt.
The moment he entered the green forest belt, Mao Feiyang had a vague premonition that the matter of "charging" might be completely different from what he had predicted.
Mu Daxian can use a paintbrush to add street lamp pole numbers, but cannot charge light bulbs?
Mao Feiyang raised this question cautiously.
Mu Daxian didn’t think there was anything wrong with Mao Feiyang’s question, so he pushed aside a human sculpture blocking the road and explained at the same time: "Do you still remember that when I talked about the spare tire on the street lamp pole, I mentioned the concept that it can be repaired and directly replaced?"
"The bulbs of the abandoned street lamps have actually "failed". I can indeed recharge them briefly to make them have some effectiveness, but the consumption on me is much higher than the consumption required to add numbers to the street light poles." If it's still wet, then the problem will be even bigger."
"Is it easy to understand?"
Mao Feiyang nodded: "I understand, so you plan to... use these sculptured dummies as charging materials?"
"These?" Mu Daxian casually pushed away the human sculptures again and said nonchalantly, "These are too low-grade, let's get some high-quality resources."
"High-quality resources?!" Mao Feiyang's eyes lit up subconsciously, but he immediately realized that this "high-quality resource" was not that high-quality resource. Now this was dry goods without a license plate, so he immediately coughed and followed silently.
Just walking and walking...
Mao Feiyang has not yet reacted, but Lin Yi noticed a problem -
When Mu Daxian reached a certain jungle depth in the green forest belt, it seemed that he did not go any further, but... walked in circles within a certain range!
"What does he want to do?" Just when Lin Yi couldn't understand Mu Daxian's behavior, an ominous premonition slowly rose from the bottom of his heart, "Wait..."
"Is he lost?"
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(End of this chapter)