In Taicheng No. 1 Senior High School, Genova easily climbed over the electric retractable door and returned to the cement square.
Once again, dark clouds obscured the sky, the classroom lights were lit, and the windows reflected the figures of the students listening to the lecture.
After confirming the location of the third and fifth classes of high school, Genova entered the teaching building on the front and walked along the stairs to the predetermined place.
Before, the Purdue Zen Master Shang Jianyao and Shang Jianyao, who hated evil and took the responsibility of saving all mankind, joined forces to suppress the vicious one, and rejected his proposal to set fire to the building and create chaos.
But the most powerful reason was not put forward by the two of them, it came from a calm and rational businessman.
He said sharply:
"The fire that Lao Ge set in the 'Illusionary Realm' will inevitably reflect the reality, which is equivalent to directly setting fire to the Buddhist holy place of Taicheng No. 1 Senior High School.
"Under the condition that the abnormal point has not been found and the weirdness has not been ruled out, such stimulation will most likely bring about bad changes and create dangerous accidents.
"At that time, not only will we be trapped in an illusion, but Dabai, Xiaobai, and Xiaohong, who play different roles, may have an accident, and we outside may also be affected."
Based on this, Genova did not take the method of "setting fire" into consideration, and drew up a series of plans from different perspectives, intending to try them one by one from easy to difficult.
After finding class 3 and 5 of senior high school, Genova went straight to Jiang Baimian's seat after "open and fair" walked into the classroom.
He observed the situation of the students around him and the teacher on the podium, and carefully picked up the gel pen that Jiang Baimian placed on the right side.
The corner of Jiang Baimian's eyes solidified.
She saw the gel pen staggered to its feet!
There are ghosts! Jiang Baimian was startled at first, then remembered the inexplicable slap before.
She looked out the window subconsciously and found that although the sky was dark, it was still morning.
In broad daylight, what the hell is so arrogant
After calming down, she saw the gel pen floating on her open book, as if she wanted to write something.
However, no traces of ink emerged.
Through Jiang Baimian's reaction, Genova confirmed that she could not see what she wrote at all.
In other words, he couldn't tell Jiang Baimian the truth of the matter through this method, awaken her "sealed" memory in the subconscious, and help her break free from acting.
"Change the plan, enable the second..." As an intelligent robot, Genova calmly interrupted the attempt and put the gel pen back in place.
Hello once said, it's polite.
The invisible being who slapped me on the back before wanted to tell me something through writing, or teach me the way to practice, but it didn't work? Jiang Baimian fell into contemplation.
Genova tried to write directly behind Jiang Baimian's back. Jiang Baimian realized something and began to work hard to restore it in the draft.
But no matter how Granava chooses simple words, she always deviates in the middle of the re-engraving, and it seems that some kind of force is interfering with the communication between the two different "worlds".
After judging this, Genova abandoned the plan.
For Jiang Baimian, everything seemed to be back to normal again. In order not to show anything strange, she turned her eyes to the blackboard and nodded her head from time to time as the teacher explained.
Genova took this opportunity and took out a small white pill from his black military uniform.
This is a synthetic medicine that Shang Jianyao pulled out of his tactical backpack. It is produced from "Pangu creatures" and is used to treat certain diseases caused by mosquito bites in the wild.
It has one notable side effect:
Diuretic.
Genova quietly unscrewed Jiang Baimian's thermos cup in the drawer, crushed it with his metal palm, accurately turned one-fifth of the small tablet into powder, and sprinkled it in.
He believed that with Jiang Baimian's physical fitness, such a little drug could not affect her health.
After doing this, Genova recalled the action just now, and somehow felt that the style of painting seemed a bit wrong.
The style of painting is a word he mastered after in-depth study of old world entertainment materials, and it is also occasionally used within the "Old Tone Group".
After waiting for a long time, Jiang Baimian found no follow-up to the "weird" incident.
She was both relieved and slightly disappointed, took out the water glass, unscrewed the lid, and Gulu took a sip.
Genova began to wait patiently, but after waiting for nearly fifteen minutes, Jiang Baimian still did not intend to go to the toilet, and showed no signs of patience.
He decided to follow the plan and change to another method.
He took out the water bag he borrowed from Shang Jianyao, and poured a lot of water into the enamel cup he brought with him.
Then, he crushed one-fifth of the previous tablet and let the powder melt into the cup.
After completing the preparation, Genava entered the waiting state again.
After another five minutes, Jiang Baimian, who had just stood up to answer the teacher's question, habitually picked up the water glass, unscrewed the lid, and planned to take a sip.
It was too late, but it was too soon. Before she tilted the thermos cup and brought the edge to her mouth, Genova quickly poured about 10 ml of the liquid in the cup in her hand into her mouth.
Jiang Baimian felt a little strange, but he didn't think too much, Gulu drank the warm water.
This time, after only six or seven minutes, she couldn't help it.
At this time, there are still ten minutes before get out of class ends.
Endured and endured, until he couldn't bear it anymore, Jiang Baimian raised his hand and signaled to the teacher that he was going to the toilet.
She belonged to the top student in the whole grade, and the teacher in class agreed with her request with a genial smile.
Genova followed Jiang Baimian and left the classroom.
It was during the class at this time, and the hallway was completely empty.
After coming out of the women's toilet, Genova hesitated for a while, but went in.
He remembered that he and he had a conversation about this at the time:
"Lao Ge, you are an intelligent person, why do you care about this?"
"No, the gender I set is male, and entering the women's toilet is indecent, vulgar and not gentle enough."
"Is that so... Lao Ge, do you have a program for installing a virtual machine?"
"It's basic."
"Then you can temporarily imitate a female personality. It's called Gnadel. Isn't the problem solved?"
"It still feels weird, like self-deception."
"It's okay, it's okay, there are compartments in the women's toilets anyway."
In order to rescue his companions, Genova ends up in the women's toilet.
After confirming that there was only Jiang Baimian in it, he chose to wait in the hand-washing area.
Not long after, Jiang Baimian came over, turned on the faucet, bent down, and washed his hands.
The previous scene instantly appeared in the main chip of Genova:
Shang Jianyao said eagerly, "When you find an opportunity, give Dabai a 'Huangliang Yimeng' punch, you pay attention to strength, her physical fitness is so strong, she can't make her coma if it's too light, eh, it's too heavy. No, don't you usually collect our status information and build a model? Measure the most suitable strength and choose the best position, I believe in you!"
To Genova, such a calculation was only a fraction of a second, and he suddenly threw an iron fist the size of a sand bowl.
boom!
Jiang Baimian fainted directly.
After checking her physical condition and finding that she did not cause much damage, Genova carried the companion on his back, walked out of the women's toilet, and crawled forward in the corridor.
He wanted to avoid the glances that were cast from time to time at the classroom window.
Just like a lizard, Genava quickly moved to the side of the current teaching building with Jiang Baimian on his back. Below is a corner where few people usually pass by.
He easily jumped to the ground, preparing to sneak out just like he took Shang Jianyao out before, sticking to the outer wall of the teaching building and office building.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from a window in front of him.
It was a male student in a blue and white school uniform.
The male student who skipped class immediately stared at Genova.
No, he couldn't see Genava, only Jiang Baimian, who had a very awkward "standing posture".
Oops! been discovered! Genova predicted what would happen next, and how to deal with it, by calculating innumerable amounts of data per second.
In the face of this strange Buddhist holy place, he has no confidence at all.
At this time, Genova extracted the scene reflected in the male student's eyes, and found that he only saw Jiang Baimian with his head lowered and a strange "standing posture".
In a flash, Genova had a plan.
He grabbed Jiang Baimian's wrist instead, stepped forward, and let his companion's "fist" swing under the target's ear.
It looked like Jiang Baimian suddenly burst out, leaped forward, and hit the opponent.
boom! The boy fainted.
Genova watched the surrounding scene vigilantly and found that nothing had changed.
After solving this accident, he repeated the previous route, took Jiang Baimian to the side of the electric retractable door, and then used the method of making a sound, jumped out, and disappeared at the school gate in a few moments.
Genova quickly reunited with Shang Jianyao, awakened Jiang Baimian, and helped her regain her self-awareness.
Jiang Baimian rubbed his head, turned his body, looked at Taicheng No. 1 Senior High School and said:
"This is more bizarre and dangerous than the three Buddhist holy places I encountered before..."
She has already roughly learned what happened to herself and others from Shang Jianyao and Genava.
Without waiting for the two companions to respond, she continued thoughtfully:
"I remembered something."
"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge?" Shang Jianyao tried to answer.
Jiang Bai gave him a blank look, and his expression gradually became solemn:
"Zhuang Shengxiao is a fan of butterflies."
Genova immediately began to analyze:
"What do you mean, the essence of this Buddhist holy place is 'Zhuang Sheng''s dream?"
Jiang Baimian nodded:
"I suspect that we have broken into the dream of 'Johnson', like opening the door representing 'Johnson' in the 'Soul Corridor'."