Feng Xue actually didn't pay attention to the bundles of test papers piled up in the photocopy room, or what kind of attribute these things were, he had already seen them once in the day.

What really cares about him is how these test papers are made.

After all, under his golden finger vision, there were no other things in this room except for the test papers, whether it was a computer, a desk, or a photocopier, not to mention phantoms, not even a single element.

"It's surprising that items that don't involve elements at all can produce phantoms in batches."

Feng Xue narrowed her eyes, chose a table with both a photocopier and a computer, and took some photocopying paper, then took out Santa's wrapping cloth from her waist bag and covered him with the table.

Standing in the package, Feng Xue carefully compacted the corners to confirm that there would be no light leaking out, and then fumbled to turn on the computer.

The inside of the computer in 2001 was very rudimentary, or it could be said to be streamlined, after all, there was no 360, and there was no rogue software that was bound and installed (in fact, the computer at that time could not accommodate so many things), although the screen resolution and mouse were a little uncomfortable to use, but the experience was actually quite smooth.

Of course, there are no bells and whistles browsers and all sorts of games.

"Uh, there's Diablo 2? According to the timeline of this copy, it should only be a year old, right? ”

Feng Xue, who was casually checking the computer, saw a familiar icon, and his eyes lit up, but with perseverance, he still suppressed the urge to brush for a few hours, quickly opened the printer options, called up the test paper library and began to print papers.

Then, reasonably, but unexpectedly, something happened.

A piece of ordinary white paper entered, and one by one the phantom test papers were born!

"Hell!"

Feng Xue was stunned and looked at the spit out rolls, and the whole person was stunned, because there was no element involved in the whole process.

If you use a metaphor, it's probably as outrageous as discovering that if you disassemble items in a computer game, the computer console will spit out physical gold.

Stopping the act of printing, Feng Xue immediately began to eliminate interference, fortunately, he had a lot of power in his hands, first using the two powers of [Skillful Craftsmanship] and [Seven Tricks Exquisite] to analyze the relevant structures of printers and computers, draw design drawings, and then use the power of [According to the Diagram] to make a one-to-one replica with the coffin board.

When he connected the outrageous wooden printer to the computer and started working, the white paper was once again transformed into a phantom scroll.

Next, Feng Xue used the same method to make a computer, a desk, and even later tried not to use the school's power supply, but to connect her own phantom electric door, but the result was the same, as long as the paper was printed, even if it was her own question, it would definitely become a phantom object.

"What is the principle of this?"

Feng Xue spent most of the night in the photocopy room, and seeing that it was almost five o'clock, he finally stopped his futile operation, packed the wooden table, wooden computer, and wooden printer that he was rubbing by hand, and packed all kinds of test papers produced as test products, and quickly left the teaching building that was changing from the underworld painting style to the normal painting style.

……

Back in the dormitory, the more Feng Xue thought about it, the more wrong it became, and the more she thought about it, the more outrageous she felt, so she simply took out the printer and computer again, connected the electric door and started printing, but this time, what came out was an extremely ordinary test paper.

"It doesn't make sense! Is it because it's dawn? ”

Feng Xue looked out the window, looking at the white of the fish belly in the distance, but shook her head again, and turned her gaze in the direction of the teaching building-

Perhaps the key is not in time, but in place.

"The slogans in the class will become phantoms, and the test papers printed in the photocopy room will also become phantoms, maybe I have a preconceived idea, and the generation of these phantoms may not be the same as the theory of Infinity City."

Feng Xue repacked the printer and computer, sat at the head of the bed in a daze, there were some faint inspirations in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it for a long time.

"Tonight I was stimulated by the phantoms in the room, and I spent my time in the photocopy room, and I didn't explore anywhere else, and now there are not enough samples, and it's not enough to continue the analysis."

Feng Xue secretly introspected in his heart, but after thinking about it, if he hadn't put out a full set of printing equipment in the photocopy room, he might not have been able to discover this strange mechanism.

Seeing that the teaching building had faded from the skin of the underworld decorated with white bones, Feng Xue began to think about what she wanted to do today.

In addition to the mystery of the birth of the phantom, he found another problem -

Where do those phantom scrolls end up?

This question may seem meaningless, but when you think about it, it makes people frown, because the basic characteristics of phantom objects are the characteristics that are difficult to destroy in the non-special attack state.

Not to mention damage, even dirt and damage will be repaired automatically.

So the question is, with the output of at least a few thousand test papers every week in this school, how to deal with so many phantom objects?

Although it is a bit outrageous that real things can produce phantom objects, it is not incomprehensible, after all, even in the garbage station of Infinite City, a few natural phantom objects from other worlds can occasionally fall.

But if ordinary items can destroy phantom objects, it is not a matter of understanding or not understanding, and it will directly destroy the basic operating principle of the strange talk system!

Strange talk is a collection of cognition, phantom objects are the crystallization of fantasy, it is impossible to destroy fantasy with ordinary objects at the level of reality, if it can, then it is not an ordinary object!

Feng Xue felt that he had faintly grasped the core of the problem, and at the same time, the direction of his next investigation also surfaced-

Follow the fate of the exam papers in this school.

"It would be fine if there was a phantom in this school that could destroy phantoms, but ......"

Thinking of this, Feng Xue couldn't help but shake his head, because with his few years of strange career, he couldn't imagine what kind of situation would happen when there would be a situation where the real object would be destroyed without a special attack.

"And after all, the existence of the phantom object in the test paper itself is very strange, although it is not a one-time thing, but such a large number of such chicken ribs are produced, it can't be just to pit players who add up to less than twenty people, right?"

Feng Xue almost scratched her hair into a bird's nest, and she couldn't come up with a reason, Rao is a guy like him who has a creation golden finger, and he will not make hundreds of copies of the same kind of phantom object.

Let's not talk about consumption, it's not necessary in itself, right?

"According to the speed of grading, the scores will come out by Wednesday, and if this school is completely modeled after a real university, then the paper will definitely be sent down for explanation, and then you can track the whereabouts of the paper."

Feng Xue made up her mind in her heart, so she took out her pocket watch and glanced at it, but at this time, it was already six o'clock.

He tidied up his appearance a little, and then left the dormitory—

It's Monday, and I'm going to attend the flag-raising ceremony!

I checked the computer from beginning to end, and I didn't find any problems, and finally forced 360 to shut down, and he didn't get stuck when he meowed, which was outrageous.

(End of chapter)