Chapter 5: The Night Moon Killer
"Spiritual disasters are all designated disasters that threaten the survival of human reason. The hazard level can be roughly divided into five stages from low to high: paper, and, strong, fierce, and mad. Further above it is the level of legends, although there are indeed records in historical materials, but whether it is true or not still needs to be verified. β
"Even the weakest paper level is not something that ordinary people can deal with, even if it is a regiment's regular group army, when facing the 'paper level' spiritual disaster, there is also a danger of annihilation. Therefore, the regulations issued by the Super Natural Disaster Countermeasures Division of the Natural Environment Bureau clearly stipulate that any spiritual disaster, unless it is a strong crushing force that crosses the stage, should be gathered as much as possible and cannot be faced alone. β
"Therefore, the evaluation of the rank in the world is also estimated - those who successfully remove the spiritual calamity hazard are awarded the corresponding level, that is, if they successfully clear the paper-level spiritual calamity, they are paper-level powerhouses (usually obtained by the team at the same time)."
"The above is a simple summary of the spiritual disaster, the question is answered, that month-chan."
There was a chuckle on the corner of Ye Xiao's mouth, his mental power was extremely strong, and his memory was beyond ordinary people.
Even the surprise Q&A of that month could be answered flawlessly.
With a slight smile in her black and white eyes, she looked at the little Lori on the podium.
The little Lori, who was called that moon sauce by Yexiao, had a gloomy face at the moment.
She was dressed in a black lolita costume, heavy and solemn, reminiscent of a moonless night.
It was obviously in the center of the podium that could not even be reached by the sun, but it was strangely holding a small umbrella.
Nayue wrinkled her little nose, her eyebrows twisted, and her sharp eyes looked at Yexiao, who was sitting by the window for the third-to-last,
"Well, there's not a single word of difference from the textbook, it's good, repeater-kun. Also, Ye Xiao, please call me Teacher Nangong. β
"Okay, Natsuki-chan."
"It's Teacher Nangong!" The teacher, who is completely petite Lori, accentuates her nasal voice, and black tic-tac-toe is about to emerge on her forehead.
"I see, that monthβ"
- Zila!
Before Ye Xiao finished speaking, a black spatial crack visible to the naked eye, with the energy of palpitations, brushed past the side of Ye Xiao's ear, drawing a black line that distorted space along the way, extending beyond the window.
Little Lori was indignant, "Not only was she late for class, but she also openly challenged the authority of the teacher in class." β
The "Gap Witch" holding an umbrella, the demon attacker who was trembling by the Western aristocracy, the current teacher of the Dream Prayer School Park, Nangong Nayue, like a young girl's little face, the face seemed to crawl out of the abyss,
"How many times do you want to die?"
"Ah, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Inertia, inertia......."
Looking at the expression on Na Yue's face, "If you are rude, cut the space and call your head", the corners of Ye Xiao's mouth cracked, and a bead of sweat the size of a bean slid down from her forehead very cooperatively,
This guy, even if the two of them are alone, actually uses forbidden spell-level spatial control magic in the classroom...... It's really messy enough.
"Well, it's good to get it." Teacher Nangong nodded with satisfaction, turned around in a chic manner holding a small umbrella, and his index finger condensed the light, carving complex lines on something that was probably a blackboard,
"What follows is the separation and reconstitution of space, and the space captured by the human vision is continuous, but in reality it is not......"
Classes are slow and fast.
The day's schedule passed quietly.
Time passed like this, the bell rang for the end of class, and the classroom, which was originally quiet to solemnity, let out a cry of relaxation in unison.
"That's all for today's lesson, there will be a quiz next week, and all those who fail will be exiled to the subdimensional for three hours to experience the spatial element."
Teacher Nangong's crisp voice made the atmosphere that was originally full of joy brought by the end of class instantly cooled,
The silence was followed by a wailing of the land.
"Isn't it......."
"Another exam? Didn't you take the test last month? β
"Subspace exile? Open, just kidding!? β
β.......β
The orange-haired boy sitting next to Ye Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, he had fully comprehended the power of 'subspace exile' last time.
- Pitch black!
- Silence!
There are no eyes to see, no ears to hear, and no words to convey.
I can't feel the passage of time at all, and it's so depressing that it makes people go crazy.
In short, it is a very painful memory.
The orange-haired boy with a "good face" covered his head with his hands in pain, and muttered painfully from his mouth,
"No, no, geometry or something...... But my weakest project......."
"Wow, there really are people who hold their heads in their hands when they're in pain, Shirou."
Ye Xiao couldn't help but laugh when she saw the pale face of the guard palace Shirou next to her.
Hearing Ye Xiao's words, Shirou's godless eyes turned, and her face was instantly replaced by panic, she waved her hand again and again,
"It's a subspace exile, I can't feel the light, I can't hear the sound, I can't even feel my body, I feel like I'm imprisoned in the abyss......"
"Hmm...... It's really boring...... "Ye Xiao touched her chin, serious, "but you're too exaggerated, right?" Look at your unproductive appearance, I don't know and think that you have three stars in the krypton gold ten! β
Emiya Shirou couldn't understand Yexiao's words, but he probably wanted to express the meaning of "nothing".
They have known each other for almost a year, and sometimes Yexiao always says some strange things, and Wei Gong has already adapted to it. Therefore, as long as he understood what he meant, Wei Gong had no intention of continuing to delve into it, but looked at the person in front of him who seemed to care about the subspace exile in surprise.
"Aren't you worried about Ye Xiao? I remember the last time you tested ....... space"
"Hmmm! Zero points! Ye Xiao proudly took over the topic.
"Then you ......" Looking at the hearty expression on the other side, Emiya didn't know how to organize the language.
"I said you, it's really too young, too simple, still too young!" Ye Xiao stretched out a finger forward and said seriously,
"Next door there was an old man with blonde hair who was also holding an umbrella...... Well...... Girl, do you know? Her space is full of eyes, and she has a very slippery time between songs, and I don't know where the exile of Biya Space has been, and I talk and laugh with her. β
β....... Hey, in short, come on! Wei Gong patted Ye Xiao's shoulder helplessly, obviously losing confidence in the self-motivation of this friend who didn't eat oil and salt.
"Ah, yes." Wei Gong suddenly remembered something, and exclaimed, "Does your family live in the Eleventh District of Mengqi?" β
"yes, what's wrong?" Ye Xiao blinked, a little unclear.
"Then you have to be careful, the 'Night Moon Killer' may be active over there, so it's best not to go out at night."
Ye Xiao: "Night Moon Killer Ghost? Is it the killer who has recently caused the City Management and Defense Bureau to be overwhelmed and haunts at night? β
Wei Gong nodded with a serious expression, and solemnly admonished: "According to the trend, he will probably be active over there during this time. β
At this moment, the people in the classroom were almost gone, Ye Xiao stood up and packed up his things: "How did you know the location of his activities?" β
Wei Gong looked at Ye Xiao innocently, and then took out another piece of paper,
"It's very simple, you see, with this as the center, the order of the murderer's activities is from here, here, here....... It was exactly the direction in which the Roman hand turned. β
As he spoke, Wei Gong drew a clockwise arc, and finally pointed to the place where Ye Xiao lived.
Looking at Wei Gong's serious appearance, Ye Xiao shook his head.
Although he was a little touched, he still put on a noncommittal look: "So, young people don't always want to make a big news." If you want to think about it, even you can think of it, and those chengguan can't think of it? If it was so simple to predict the signs of the murderer's activity, he would have been arrested a long time ago. Do you know or don't you know? β
Then Ye Xiao picked up her schoolbag, waved her hand, and walked to the door where light and darkness were intertwined in the dusk,
"Bye! See you next week. β