March 19th--Tuesday--Rain!

"Today my head hurts again. This time drinking milk doesn't help. No one likes to talk to me anymore, except Mr. Schoolbag and a teacher wearing black clothes... They may be the only ones I have

There are not many subjects to talk about.

What's wrong with me recently? I can't get up to anything and forget things easily. I looked at my previous diary. Is my name **? What kind of person am I? Forget it, it doesn't matter.

, after all, the mirror doesn’t want me to see myself anymore. Even the kitten has turned into a color uglier than black..."

The teacher in black clothes, the milk that has no effect, the classmates who turn a blind eye, the mirror that makes it impossible to see...

From here on, things seem to have reached a point of no return.

This child named Li Xiang is gradually approaching the end. After violating the rules many times, her infection level has reached the highest level, and she has even forgotten who she is.

As Zhang Feng expected, the higher the infection value, the faster the parasites in their bodies will breed, and eventually they will control the host's thinking, turning the host into another person.

But...Liu Mang obviously died immediately. Could it be that the infectious agents in Area AB are different and the way of death is also different?

Zone B is biased toward destruction, while Zone A is biased toward control?

And...why the more he knew, the more he felt a strong and strange sense of déjà vu.

This dilapidated school seems to show the public the failed education of some parents and teachers - control, possession, destruction, which ultimately leads to the destruction of children.

They set some goals that the children must complete, and use various punishments to urge the children to keep moving forward.

The only thing a child can do to survive is to follow the rules.

However, the person who needs to complete the task now has become an adult...

If you think about it this way, in a sense, the rules set in the school are actually protecting them?

Protect with words called, "I am doing this for your own good."

"..."

If you think about it carefully, these rules in school are more like the self-oppression formed in the hearts of children who are strictly controlled.

Don't look in the mirror because children don't need to dress up, and don't stop them from drawing abstract things because that's what parents want.

Don't call anyone by their first name because parents feel that children don't need personality. Aren't those "eh", "hey" and "you" exactly what some irresponsible parents often say?

The rule of not eating meat but vegetables is also forced by parents "for the good of their children."

The dormitory may represent home, and home is indeed safe, but the weird sounds represent parents quarreling...

The continuous associations made Zhang Feng a little confused.

He took a deep breath and calmed down his mind.

After calming down, he suddenly realized... Can the two areas AB be understood as the fantasy and reality constructed by children in their hearts?

Although the rules have not changed much, in fantasy children can eat candies, but in reality they are learning skills in a gym-like place.

Phew...it's getting more and more interesting.

Zhang Feng felt that he would soon understand the meaning of this broken place. So far, he felt that if his analysis was not perfect, it should be almost the same.

After all... what he experienced when he was a child was much more complicated than here. In the countryside... there are all kinds of people.

In any case, after reading this diary, Zhang Feng will definitely learn more details than he does now.

With doubts and sighs, Zhang Feng opened the last few entries in the diary.

March 24th--Sunday--overcast!

"Today, a teacher in black clothes wanted to stuff a strange thing into his schoolbag. I was frightened. I fought back, but I had no strength, so I had to obey him. After school today... I was kept by the teacher, why, am I a bad boy?"

March 25th--Monday--Sunny!

"I feel much better today. I can see myself in the mirror again, thank God! I almost forgot what I looked like. I seemed to have had a long dream, dreaming that I had changed. It was so interesting to become a girl named Li Xiang. I found that I even wrote them in a diary.

Moreover, my roommate Du Fan also asked me why I suddenly started writing a diary. It’s ridiculous that I have been writing a diary for so long and he didn’t realize how stupid he is!”

Zhang Feng repeatedly looked at the diaries of the 24th and 25th, and the more he looked at them, the colder his back became.

Li Xiang's schoolbag was stuffed with strange things by the man in black, and then the teacher followed the rules and left her in the classroom.

The next day, Li Xiang changed from a girl to another boy, and his roommate also changed to someone else.

Therefore, after the infection level of Zone A is extremely deep, it will become someone else, or it will be completely controlled by the parasite, thinking that the original life is just a...dream?

At this point, there was only the last page left in the diary. Zhang Feng held the thin paper in his hand and turned it to the end with the increased strength of his fingertips.

The last entry in the diary was written in red pen.

The blood-like and extremely neat words printed on the notebook indicate that Li Xiang has completely transformed into a different person.

Moreover, this diary is very unique. Different from the previous dates, the last diary is the only one, recording Saturday's diary.

April 6th--Saturday--Rain!

"Today I returned home. It has been a month since I almost didn't recognize my parents. I even forgot about my brother, Zhang**, but it doesn't matter. We have always been a happy family... . ..."

postscript:

After I got home, I felt that I didn’t need to write a diary anymore. A child’s thing like a diary is so stupid!

By the way, let’s write the last thing. The teacher gave us the rule at the beginning: Here, please (I) do not (in the end) say (who is...who?) anyone’s name... .

Finally, Zhang Feng read the entire diary and gained a new understanding of the structure of the world.

He can sort out many things on his own and find the answers.

But...he noticed a detail.

In the diary, the children's names are all Chinese.

But...if he remembered correctly, the kindergarten teachers they played all had names from Western countries.

There will never be a Chinese named De and then named Kes!

That's too stupid...

Zhang Feng touched his head in confusion, and then scratched his cheek as he wished.

Zhang Feng thought that if he wanted to figure everything out, he had to overcome the two major obstacles, the art museum and the gymnasium.

Because there must be important information in it.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was seven o'clock.

Zhang Feng remembered that Wang Gen said that after get off work until nine o'clock in the evening, there is free time.

Two hours should be enough for him to explore a place.

As for whether to choose a gymnasium or an art museum, Zhang Feng hesitated and chose the art museum.

First of all, the art museum exists in both districts AB. Since it is present in both districts, the art museum... must be a little safer.

When he first arrived, it would be out of style to directly explore in depth. He should proceed step by step and gradually break through the enemy's city gate to achieve his goal.

As for whether what Wang Gen said is true or not... According to Zhang Feng's opinion, there is no need to deceive him based on her character. That person is just a little perverted, a little yandere, and has a split personality.

Arrogant and extremely controlling.

Other than these, she probably, roughly, generally, maybe, maybe... there is nothing wrong with her?

Um...cough cough cough, eh.

This evaluation should be quite objective, with absolutely no personal grudges.

"Hey! Do you want to go back to the dormitory together?"

While Zhang Feng was thinking, Zhao Yijin's voice suddenly came from outside the classroom.

Zhang Feng looked back and immediately attracted an exclamation from Ms. Zhao.

"You! Did you take off your mask?"

"Um...well, I found a way, so I took it off."

Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

With that said, Zhang Feng took out a section of the knife and said, "You want to take it off with a knife? I'll help you."

The bright blade was thrust in front of Zhao Yijin, causing her to swallow her saliva subconsciously and take a step back unconsciously.

"Um...are you sure?" Zhao Yijin seemed to realize that her approach was inappropriate, so she took the step back.

"I'm sure... I probably have it. Moreover, after listening to some advice, it's better to take off the mask as soon as possible, otherwise something could easily happen."

Zhang Feng pointed at his face, then walked a few steps quickly, moved to Zhao Yijin's side, and casually tapped her mask with his fingers.

"This thing is connected to your face with threads. Think about it, there are a lot of dense threads connected to your face. If someone pulls hard... hiss...
Chapter completed!