"What kind of experience was that?" Misha asked aloud on the phone. She seemed to be particularly concerned about human experience and other things.
Obviously, she remembered every word of the theory that Qu Yun described in class, but she could not imagine what it meant to an individual who could produce certain precognition.
Zhen Cheng closed his eyes and thought for a while, then replied: "It's something similar to memories.
Speaking more perceptually, I can feel that I have experienced a paradox corresponding to history, just like a magnet that can play back sounds or images, recording what has happened in the past.
It was a primitive, vague, inanimate memory. It could not provide me with any direction, but it could give me an ambiguous feedback similar to 'You guessed it right' when I imagined the process.
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"Understood..." Misha's voice was replaced by Shabu's unique lazy, drawl-like feeling, which made people feel half-understood: "Then the last question, about the mural on the second floor...
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"You should know something, right?" This time it was Zhen Cheng who asked first.
It was Cai Pixiu who answered her: "Are you asking this because you have seen similar things in your own world before?"
"You know?!" Sister A cast curious eyes on Cai Pixiu.
During the three days in Blood Candle Castle, she and Zhen Cheng got along day and night. The only time they were separated was on the first day of school when Zhen Cheng was obviously affected by some external force and used an excuse to get away from herself and sneak into the Kwai Devil Pond alone.
She remembered that Qu Yun later discovered the strange thing mixed in Zhen Cheng's consciousness and had already removed the threat. But on another level, it meant that Zhen Cheng could not have revealed anything to Cai Pixiu without her knowledge.
Cai Pixiu smiled and waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't be so vigilant. Do you remember the battle at Scarry Castle? We went to your hometown for the same archaeological activity.
[World Fragments], that is, where your things that become [Antique Zero] may appear, there will often be some prophetic copying pictures. And these pictures are often related to the destruction that the world they appear in will face.
It is related to world disasters.”
"So the three people in the mural above are the three of us, right?" Zhen Cheng grasped the key point that he cared about and asked: "What exactly is [World Fragment]? Why are we looking for it?"
Regarding this most important answer, Cai Pixiu just shook his head regretfully and answered with a question: "Why do you think we need archeology?"
"Understand the history, explore the buried secrets, ensure that the correct knowledge is passed down and not fabricated by others, and finally... search for secret treasures or learn from experience?" Zhen Cheng didn't quite understand what Cai Pixiu meant, and answered with a hint of confusion.
"No, no, no, this is something that mortals will pursue in history." Cai Pixiu put his little hand in front of his nose and waved it: "I am asking our class, the Archeology Department of Blood Candle Castle. Why do you think we should participate in archaeological work?
?”
Zhen Cheng subconsciously wanted to answer something, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly froze.
Yes, Blood Candle Castle is the highest institution for cultivating gods. Most of the students come here to achieve the status of gods, gain strength, acquire knowledge, and explore eternal life...
But what about the senior students in the class?
If this question were asked to herself, Zhen Cheng's initial goal might have been to have nowhere else to go. But now, she wants to earn her own world.
No matter what his former hometown has become now, no matter how petty and meaningless what he wants to do in the eyes of his classmates, Zhen Cheng still has a knot in his heart that he wants to repair his home that was exploited and destroyed due to ignorance.
She has never been a kind person, but if she insists on delving into her motives, she feels unable to accept her own stupidity and failure.
No matter what the origin of the "destiny" who once fooled him is, he is the one responsible for the destruction of the world.
If the Blood Candle Castle is really as amazing as Teacher Qu Yun said, then one day, she will definitely repay her hidden "will" and use her divine way to heal her divine body.
It’s never too late for the eldest lady to take revenge.
This is what Zhen Cheng is thinking now. She has always been the kind of person who always knows what she wants.
As for the senior students with distinctive personalities... After just three days of getting along with each other, Zhen Cheng certainly cannot say that he understands each of their thoughts and secrets. But even if he thinks about it briefly, he knows that what they want is definitely different from that of ordinary departments.
The students are different.
Just to give you an example, take the legendary Miss Shub Gratoni, who lives as long as heaven and earth. To say that this lazy idiot is looking for power, knowledge, immortality and so on here...are you kidding me?
Not only that, this guy seems to be secretly working part-time as a school security guard, a guide and mount for new school girls, and an unprofitable pet exporter; he is even oppressed and bullied by teachers from time to time, and is tragically reduced to a supplier of food that is sliced.
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With such a mess, are you just trying to use a few goblin chefs as snacks? Only a ghost would believe it!
Ten seconds later, after careful consideration, Zhen Cheng gave a very outrageous answer, but she felt that it was the answer that was closest to the truth: "I think... you all seem to be helping the teacher?"
"Yes...Teacher, she just has that damn charm about her," Misha on the phone replaced Qu Yun's voice and sighed:
"Obviously she is extremely selfish and deliberately tries to trick us into doing her own thing for her, but she is so gentle that countless girls from all over the world are willing to sacrifice their lives for her...
But I'm curious, what gave you such an idea? Genius deduction method?"
Misha-san, why do you sound a bit sad when you say this?
Zhen Cheng feels that if Misha is really like Cai Pixiu said, she has been studying human love but has never made any progress... maybe now is the moment she is closest to her goal in her life?
With this arrangement in his mind, Zhen Cheng answered honestly: "Through our seats in the classroom.
Although I don’t know much about them, I feel that the nine seats in our class are very famous through the few words revealed in the chats among the senior students.
Didn’t it mean that when the teacher was young, he once sat in the seat where I am now the [Murder Poet]? And listening to everyone’s opinions, as well as Sister Love Logan’s seat title that is too coincidental, I always feel that it is not we who choose the seats, but these seats.
Choose us.
In fact, the Department of Archeology did not recruit students in the entrance examination at all, right? This is at least enough to show that the teacher took the initiative to promote the selection of us for seats based on understanding the meaning behind it, right?
Even from the most superficial point of view, desks and chairs that can be changed into different shapes according to students' imagination are rare enough in Blood Candle Castle, right?"