What exactly is a Level 34 parasite? What are the capabilities? What are the features? How is it determined?

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Wu Xiaoyu didn't think it was a small problem, and compared to the day before, he felt that nothing seemed to have changed in him. Forgive the idiot for the idea of "leveling up": a blue light falls from the sky as the melodious music plays, and the red HP bar and blue MP bar instantly fill up in the "LevelUp" visual effect.

He had no idea that he was getting farther and farther away from the word "human". The standard detailed instructions for Level 34 creatures on Earth, which all silicon-based half-lifeforms combined, would not fall within his comprehension.

Besides, he didn't have that time to think.

The house on the second floor of the barbecue restaurant is Wu Xiaoyu's busiest place, where there is no difference between day and night, only the difference between eating meat, new exercises, or reading books.

The rest of the time was well arranged: the book he stared at while drinking water, the book at the dinner table, the book spread out on the barbecue, and even the book he opened on the way from his residence to school and from school back to his residence.

If you don't open the book, it's a different story: the dishes on the plate coincide with the detailed and realistic human digestion cycle or blast furnace steelmaking process simulated by 1A7489. The pedestrian cars on the road coincide with the complex and tall three-dimensional geometric image simulated by 1A7489.

There is only one kind of moment, one place, Wu Xiaoyu will not be forced to read, and will not be disturbed by various experiments or schematic diagrams.

In the classroom, when teaching students.

Wu Xiaoyu hated his previous absent-minded attitude to class. At that time, his favorite thing to do was not to drink a sip of water during class; The pause between utterances is no more than one second; The three sentences were combined into two sentences, and the machine gun swept by abruptly, ending the course content early, and finally sending away the confused students with the sentence "go to the computer room to practice". (Note 1)

Wu Xiaoyu's school adopts a three-hour continuous class method, and Wu Xiaoyu used to always get an hour and a half of free rest from this kind of class arrangement.

Now, he devotes three full hours to his break.

For some reason, as long as Wu Xiaoyu stepped into the classroom and spit out the first syllable, 1A7489 would give him all his freedom. There was no torture, no pork, no books, no threats of cutting off hands and feet. Aside from a minute's reminder before class ends, 1A7489 is almost completely gone.

Of course, if class ends early, Wu Xiaoyu only needs to close his mouth, and as soon as he steps out of the classroom, he has to honestly and consciously touch out the phone again. Continue to read the various materials and books that are full of them, or go and complete the various inexplicable requests that 1A7489 dictates.

Although this unexpected treatment did not make Wu Xiaoyu feel the guts of dragging the hall, in this world's most comfortable classroom near the toilet, Wu Xiaoyu burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm for the cutest students on the planet.

Initially, when he took the first class after being parasitized by 1A7489, Wu Xiaoyu still talked about the content he had prepared for the previous class, but an hour later, he had to go home to eat meat and read a book.

So in the next few sections, Wu Xiaoyu explained in his mouth, and in his heart, he broke the next sentence into several parts and said it slowly. If he really can't continue to fill the water, he will flip over and fry the leftovers, and the pointer will not go until the last second, and he will never let people go.

This kind of classroom, which is torture for everyone, was tactfully reminded by Principal Chen, and Wu Xiaoyu quickly stopped decisively.

Under the influence of the past, the students couldn't stand this kind of rory's verbosity and dragged out the explanation, and adopted the method of protest by complaining. Being complained by students many times is a very troublesome thing in a private vocational school. Principal Chen is very talkative, but if it reaches the ears of the boss directly one day, it will be a light reprimand for the sword hexagram Luo Bai and say Nao?

Although he doesn't care about this salary at all, Wu Xiaoyu will not give up anything about this poor relaxation time.

Mr. Wu Xiaoyu soon had a new and successful method.

The new method comes from a greatly improved memory, but also from the increasing number of materials that are gradually understood and mastered.

In order to prolong the classroom time with the feeling of a normal person, Wu Xiaoyu tried to infiltrate the basic knowledge that had just been truly identified by 1A7489 as "understanding" into the course content he taught.

The most important content of Wu Xiaoyu's graphic design is aesthetics. But this thing, he is a layman who knows nothing at all. Even the eighteen branches of the entire system of his vocational school could not find a monkey who really had the ability to do so and was willing to take a salary of up to 3,000.

In addition to something that can't be done about aesthetics, there are two things that are important to graphic design: color matching and color adjustment.

Its essence is nothing more than the harmonious relationship between light and shadow and light and color, which happen to be in the same vein as the optics in Wu Xiaoyu's physics books full of fingernail marks.

So, starting from the "Mitsubishi Mirror Spectroscopy" in elementary school, to "Why can the eye see objects" in junior high school, and then to the "Shadow Imaging Principle" in high school, Wu Xiaoyu quietly gave the students several physics lessons carefully.

Of course, he's not so stupid as to just talk about physics. With his high level of brain thinking in class, and his current exaggerated proficiency in the content of physics textbooks, it is not difficult to combine various basic knowledge with graphic design courses.

Therefore, Wu Xiaoyu's secret infiltration of private goods did not realize anything except that the students felt that the content of the class was rich and exciting.

The most important thing is that his personal goods are actually closely related to graphic design, and this knowledge can make their overall understanding of graphic design much more clear and clear, and also make them much closer to the work they may be exposed to in the future.

The same is true for several other courses, Wu Xiaoyu has tried his best to infiltrate geometry into CAD architectural drawing, Chinese into Word article layout, mathematics into Excel spreadsheets, and so on.

Anyway, with this level of effort, he doesn't feel tired now, and he won't lose patience again. Compared with the torture of 1A7489, where is it a painful thing to talk about calculus and mathematical statistical functions to the gangsters who dropped out of junior high school without finishing their studies?

In addition to doing this, in order to make his position as a teacher more stable, Wu Xiaoyu also corrected his attitude and tried his best to spit out every sentence and word in his mouth in the way that was easiest for students to understand and most interested.

Wu Xiaoyu didn't notice it, and he didn't care: unconsciously, he had become the white-haired model teacher he used to scoff, and the model of the hard-working noble gardener.

In the process of the students' involuntary and more respectful attitude changes, Wu Xiaoyu roughly completed the readjustment of the teaching schedule and lesson plan. He didn't have time for this new plan, and he no longer needed to write it, and he wouldn't forget what he had in mind anyway.

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At night, inside the dormitory of the Ministry of Armed Forces.

Principal Chen sat on the edge of the bed, his feet soaked in half a bucket of water that was no longer hot, occasionally unconsciously stirring in it, and most of the time he remained motionless, as did the rest of his body, even the tail of the cigarette held in his left hand, which was connected to a strip of ash a few centimeters long.

Under his glasses, Principal Chen's slightly narrowed eyes were fixed on the large stack of A4 pages held in both hands. At the very top of the page, in the center of the header, it is marked in a small slanted font: Xiangcheng Computer School/Enrollment Inquiry Form.

After a short while, Principal Chen's focused expression eased slightly. He looked up and took a puff on his cigarette, not noticing the long soot falling into the water, and turned the page with his right hand.

Underneath is brand new paper.

Today there were seven people who consulted, five who signed up on the spot, and four students who had previously consulted who signed up. Unable to get enough of it, Principal Chen turned a few pages forward and checked the number he had memorized for a long time.

"Pretty good." He muttered, the smile on his face clearly indicating the same meaning.

Principal Chan has always felt that he is a very wise person.

From the beginning of the student's complaint, Wu Xiaoyu's recent move, he has been watching from beginning to end.

When Wu Xiaoyu was initially complained, he only laughed. In his opinion, it is really not a big deal to be wordy in class, as long as the attitude is positive and serious, and the method is slightly wrong, it can be corrected.

Besides, when he occasionally stood outside the classroom door and listened carefully, he didn't find that Wu Xiaoyu's lectures were very wordy, but felt that they were very innovative, and some of the explanations were quite attractive even to people like him who had long been very proficient in software.

The most important thing is that school is not his industry, so he will not make a small report to the boss or simply offend his colleagues by shouting loudly for such a.

It's just that there is one thing that makes him a little unpleasant: the teachers under him have such a serious and positive attitude, and he, as the principal, has to work hard for three more points in class.

This small opinion quickly faded.

In the past two weeks, President Chen has gradually developed a new habit. Every night when he leaves the office, he always takes the registration form on his desk back to his room.

Recently, the numbers above have been trending upwards in a mood of "pretty good".

Principal Chen, who considers himself "wise" and has always paid attention to the changes in students' attitudes, naturally knows that Wu Xiaoyu is the most important reason for this gratifying trend. I understand the impact of this trend on wages, bonuses, and dividends "quite quite well".

He lifted his feet out of the bucket to dry, lit a cigarette again, reached for his phone, and dialed a long-distance number.