"So how am I going to get in?"

Zhou Mianmian smiled and said, "As long as you follow me, it doesn't matter, ah, of course, you have to pretend to be calm." ”

"Oh." Yuan Mingkong followed Zhou Mianmian suspiciously.

While the two of them were walking, let's first correct Yuan Mingkong's name.

The reason why Yuan Mingkong said "Of course you can" was not really caused by instinct, but did it after consideration. On the way here, Kirishiro told him that the incident took place at the Wick Province No. 1 Middle School, so their first goal was to enter the Wick Province No. 1 High School as unnoticed as possible.

Originally, the Frosty Ten Bell's Level 1 Brand "Hermit Bracelet" was there, and they were wearing a Level 2 Brand mask and a Level 2 Brand Battle Uniform, so the two of them could enter through the main entrance and go straight to their final destination.

But now Yuan Mingkong has neither a mask nor a bracelet-wearing misty ten rings by his side. Only this black combat uniform on the body, although it allows the clothes to automatically rationalize in the eyes of others, does not help much to enter the school without being noticed.

However, if you can use the help of students in school to reduce the risk of being concerned, then you can be regarded as having achieved the primary goal to a certain extent. Although Gen Mingkong, who didn't have the guidance of Misty Ten Bells, didn't know what to do after entering the school, he was at least one step closer to finding the "mutant" and solving the mutation incident.

In addition, Yuan Mingkong has another reason:

Years of knowledge accumulation of novels and anime told him that this Zhou Mianmian must be eccentric. Hey—

When he arrived at the school gate, Zhou Mianmian swept his face and walked into the school. Seeing that Zhou Mianmian had no special instructions, Yuan Mingkong could only follow her casually, and then was stopped as expected.

"What are you doing, young man?"

"Oh, I'm—"

Although Zhou Mianmian made a package ticket, Yuan Mingkong, who was careful not to trust others in everything, also had a "plan B" left.

"Hey! Xiao Zhou, why don't you wait for me! Yuan Mingkong made a surprised expression, like an older brother who was teased by his sister.

However, Zhou Mianmian did not look back. I don't know if Yuan Mingkong didn't shout loudly enough, or if Zhou Mianmian's little demon attribute attack wanted to play tricks on him, but in short, she didn't look back, and the security guard cast a suspicious look.

"How many classes are there in what grade? Give her homeroom teacher a call. ”

This week is ......

"Uh-uh I've been out there for the second half of the year, I really don't know." Yuan Mingkong expressed his helplessness to the security guard, and then made a gesture to pull off the jacket of the combat uniform, wanting to take out the non-existent mobile phone from the inner pocket, "You wait for me to call and ask my sister." ”

Yuan Mingkong tried his best to slow down his movements within the scope of not being suspected, but as long as there was no turning back from Zhou Mianmian, what he was doing now was just "dying and struggling". Under the gaze of the security guard's eyes, which seemed to have not blinked for 2 minutes, Yuan Mingkong quickly gave up and pinned his hopes on this somewhat inexplicable Zhou Mianmian, and was ready to "escape".

The right hand was finally put into his pocket, and Yuan Mingkong suddenly sighed and said, "Forget it - anyway, she just called me over because she was too lazy and didn't want to move, and she actually planned to tease me, so let her take it herself now." ”

Yuan Mingkong said, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. When he and Zhou Mianmian came together, many students happened to follow after lunch, but during the time they stayed here, none of them swept their faces from the entrance on the side to enter the school. Moreover, from the halfway point, he could not hear the enthusiastic chatting of men and women behind him, and could only hear two very rhythmic stomping sounds, one light and one heavy.

"You won't all be staring at me from behind, will you?" The inexplicable chill reminded him of the things that he was often watched before his resurrection. However, even at that time, Yuan Mingkong never felt a chill because he put himself in the position of "soul lonely" and didn't care about other people's onlookers at all.

Yuan Mingkong thought he was mentally prepared, but when he turned his head to confirm, he still broke out in a cold sweat because of the scene he saw.

Behind him, there were three groups of students. At a cursory glance, the line behind him was about 20 people, and the other two entrances were about 15 people each.

The students were expressionless, some staring straight ahead, some with their mouths open and closed as if they were talking, but they didn't make a sound.

The boy who was just behind Yuan Mingkong seemed to be because of Yuan Mingkong's blocking, and he always took a step forward and immediately retreated, resulting in all the students in his team not taking a step forward. What's even more bizarre is that the boy's movements are so standard that they look very stiff, and his forward and backward movements in each cycle seem to be copied from a perfect template.

He's like a robot stuck in an endless loop, and the students behind him who don't move because they don't move forward are robots that are down on the spot.

The situation of the students in the other two rows was different, but it did not make Yuan Mingkong feel a little relieved. They slowly alternate their legs in place, and although men and women are tall, fat, and thin, they move exactly the same amplitude, which is more flavorful than the group dance of professionals imitating robots in recent years. Not only that, Yuan Mingkong clearly felt that the gap in their bodies was getting smaller: those who were too short were slowly being pulled up, and those who were too tall were slowly being pushed down; Those who are too fat are getting thinner, and those who are too thin are getting fat.

Everyone is "evolving" towards the standard of "perfection", the hairstyle is moving towards short hair, and the facial features that best distinguish a person are disappearing—not becoming a uniform standard, but disappearing, as if erased with an eraser.

Yuan Mingkong turned his head again, and saw that the faces of the students lined up behind him had also disappeared. I don't know when I started to ignore his security guards at all, and his face was also "wiped" clean.

What kind of plane?

Yuan Mingkong was stunned for a moment as he supported the machine that was sweeping his face, and thought: Then why don't I go in?

Yuan Mingkong then cautiously stepped through the automatic door and walked backwards into the school. The security guard, who had been dutiful just now, suddenly did not react to his actions, and the students behind him finally began to raise their legs alternately in place, joining the "unified" team.

Is this a bad network, or is the map too far away to load?

Although he told a good joke, the increasingly weird situation really made Yuan Mingkong unable to laugh.

It's not clear, but there's something on the bright side.

First of all, looking at this strange situation, I definitely didn't really fall off the motorcycle, but entered the "dream space" created by the "deviant" using the branding ability.

The scientific research department under the Iron House divides people into four types: ordinary people who do not have the ability to awaken the brand, "branders" who have awakened the ability to brand, "mutants" who have mutated their branding, and "awakened ones" who have not been made public. They divided the brand into 4 levels and 5 categories, and the grades were increased to level 3, level 2, level 1, and enlightenment. The categories from common to rare are instrumental, summoning, transformation, support, and cause and effect.

"Dream space" is a general term in which "dream" refers to dreams, illusions, fantasies, and other similar environments, and is a special category for branding abilities rather than branding.

Secondly, because the "dream space" type of brand involves both auxiliary and cause and effect, so the minimum level is also a level 2 brand, plus the other party's "mutant" identity, this mutation event may not be as good as the one 8 days ago, but it is not something I can handle alone.

Alas, anyway, let's talk about last week. If you want to leave this "dream space", it is impossible not to be involved with this mysterious girl.