Time: September 10, 10 a.m. sharp.

Location: Dream City No. 2 Middle School.

People: A total of 4,948 teachers and students.

Event: The 11th layer of the dimension was completely annihilated, and the remnants of the ruins descended on the main plane, one of which covered Dream City No. 2.

Relic Fragment Type: Evil Spirit.

Ending: After 24 hours, the fragments were completely fused, the space was opened, and 113 teachers and students survived.

Event Codename: Bloody Teacher's Day.

Disposition: Given that most of the survivors are already extremely contaminated, it is recommended that ......

The pen rustles rhythmically across the paper, and the handwriting that flows out is upright and rigorous, as if it were printed mechanically.

When the word "suggestion" was written, the hand paused slightly, and quickly put down the pen again and wrote the last few words.

[It is recommended to erase them all]

……

"No!"

Wang Wei roared and woke up from his dream, and when he turned over and sat up, he was sweating profusely.

A touch of morning light came through the window, shining on the pale face of the young man, sweat and tears mixed together, reflecting a little bit of crystal.

Wang Wei hurriedly took out his mobile phone from the pillow, opened the screen to look at the date, and then exhaled a heavy breath.

September 1st, 4:55 a.m.

It's okay, it's just a dream.

The young voice comforted himself, sat for a while, his heartbeat gradually slowed down, and the specific scene in the dream seemed to be erased by an eraser, quickly fading, leaving only a trace of palpitations.

At this moment, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and an old lady with hair like snow appeared at the door, looking at Wang Wei timidly.

"But Weiwei, you're having nightmares again?"

Wang Wei hurriedly got up, walked over quickly, and hugged the old man.

blamed himself: "Grandma, I woke you up? ”

The old man's hands were thin, cold, and hard, which made Wang Wei feel very distressed.

"I'm fine, maybe it's just a little stressful to study, you're not in good health, go back and rest."

"It's okay, it's okay......"

When the old man spit out the words continuously, his voice was slurred, and it sounded a bit like a hiss of "ho-ho-ho", which was dull and ugly.

She was being helped back by Wang Wei while chattering.

"There is only one single seedling left in our family, you must protect yourself, now the world outside is not good, there are so many messy things, the body is more important than anything else, eat more for a while, eat well, grow strong ......"

"Uh-huh! I know. ”

Wang Wei is a filial child, although he feels a little funny, he still responds patiently.

The world is not good?

It is true that the Holy Dragon Empire is rampant with gangsters, but what do those have to do with ordinary people?

The war is long over, and the old people's thinking is still stuck in 30 years ago......

Sending her grandmother back to her room, Wang Wei went to take a combat bath.

Washing his hair, showering and brushing his teeth, it was all done in less than 5 minutes, and when he was over, he glanced in the mirror at will, Wang Wei couldn't help but be stunned.

The young man in the mirror was pale, his bloodshot eyes were still full of panic that had not yet faded, and the drops of water from the tips of his hair were dripping from the sides of his forehead, as if he was crying.

A few days ago, it was clearly not like this.

Wang Wei's eyes are inherited from his mother, clear and clean.

The nose is inherited from his father and is straight and straight.

The eyebrows are dark and thick and slender, and they already have a little bit of a resolute appearance.

When you don't laugh, you are calm, and when you laugh, you laugh healthily and refreshingly.

There is only one small flaw - the 17-year-old boy has not fully grown up, and he looks a little childish, so he is not heroic, handsome, but lacks aura.

But now, the whole person is uneasy from the inside out, and there is a sense of fragility like glass.

"Hoo ......"

Wang Wei exhaled a breath of turbid air and patted his cheek hard.

"Wake up! Spirit points! Don't put too much pressure on yourself, you'll definitely be able to get into Imperial College! ”

Cheering himself up, the boy began to make breakfast.

Toast bread, cut ham, omelette eggs, warm milk, and do it in an orderly manner.

Since the death of his parents and his grandmother being bedridden, Wang Wei began to take care of himself and his grandmother at a young age, and he has already practiced home-cooked cooking skills that are enough to fill his stomach.

After killing the homemade hamburger in two bites and drinking the milk in one gulp, Wang Wei put on his schoolbag and prepared to go to school.

The self-study started at 6:20 a.m., which is a bit early now, but it just happened to have two more questions.

Before leaving the door, he habitually walked to the shrine on the side of the living room and bowed.

"Dad, Mom and Grandpa, I will definitely be admitted to a top school, if you really have a spirit in the sky, please rest assured for me."

With that, he bowed to each of the three statues, and finally, his eyes swept over the fourth, as if he had not seen them at all.

Turn around and go out.

The moment the door was closed, the wind through the hall gently blew through the living room, and the dust in the incense burner of the shrine was blown out a little and floated to the face of the fourth portrait.

The woman in the photo has silver hair and a kind smile.

It was the grandmother who had just chatted with Wang Wei.

That little bit of incense ash happened to be in the middle of her left eye, casting a gray shadow on her pupils.

……

"Brother Wei, it's a big deal!"

As soon as Wang Wei came to the class and sat down in his seat, the fat man at the front table turned his head mysteriously, with gossip written on his face.

"Oh?"

Wang Wei tidied up his desk, spread out the "Challenge Finale", and asked casually: "Could it be that your goddess has finally officially announced that she has a master?" ”

"Ahh

Wang Fatzi was very angry, and his eyes widened in anger.

But within three seconds, he finally couldn't hold back his desire for gossip and chose to forgive Wang Wei, the best target of rumors.

"Let me tell you, the scum Nan of the eighth class next door suddenly went crazy!"

Wang Wei didn't take it seriously: "What month is he not allowed to go crazy twice?" ”

"That's different!"

The fat man was anxious, and swore an oath: "This time, they are all sent to the mental hospital!" ”

"Huh?"

Wang Wei looked up in amazement: "What's the situation?" ”

"Who knows?"

The fat man shrugged: "He went crazy during the evening self-study, and suddenly shouted 'blood, all blood, death, all death', and then rushed all the way home."

I heard that I have been tossing in the hospital for a night, and I haven't seen any better, and I bite if I don't calm down......"

Hearing "blood" and "death", for some reason, Wang Wei's heart suddenly began to beat wildly.

"Except for him?"

Wang Wei eagerly asked: "Has someone else had an accident?" ”

"Huh? When you ask like this, Sister Lu in our class seems to be a little wrong......"

"What's wrong?" Wang Wei's heart tightened.

The fat man frowned and sighed worriedly: "She hasn't smiled at me for two days, do you think this is normal?" ”

Depend on!

Wang Wei was so angry that he raised his middle finger, no longer bothered him, and began to brush up on the questions.

In the college entrance examination in June next year, he is still 20 points away from the first institute of science and technology in his dreams, how can he have time to accompany the fat man to spring?

Learn to learn!

If you are crazy, you have to go crazy on the way to solve math problems!

Forehead...... If you don't do it, you won't die, after the morning self-study, Xiao Wang is indeed not far from going crazy.

The fat man looked back twice, and then muttered there: "How can anyone not think of stumbling with math......"

In fact, Wang Wei didn't want to torture himself, but ......

Mathematics is calming.

……

Halfway through the morning self-study in the silence, the homeroom teacher came.

Teacher Zhou is a Chinese teacher with a deep knowledge of ancient Chinese, and will walk around the class every morning to see if there are any students who need individual guidance.

When it was almost time for class to end, she turned to Wang Wei and stopped on the side to relieve the doubts of the classmates next door.

Wang Wei suddenly smelled a faint smell, couldn't help but raise his head in confusion, and sniffed again.

It does stink a little.

It's like something is rotten, a bit like stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

What made Wang Wei particularly incomprehensible was that the smell actually came from Teacher Zhou!

How is that possible?

She is in her early 40s this year, her charm is still there, she usually pays great attention to her image, her clothes must be neat and dignified, and the perfume is never sprayed directly on her body, but pickled in the wardrobe until the smell is not strong......

For the first time in more than two years, Wang Wei smelled a peculiar smell other than the aroma on her body.

In order to prevent his own delusion, Wang Wei poked the fat man in the back: "Hey, do you smell anything?" ”

The fat man sniffed, and then looked at Wang Wei with a perverted look: "It's very fragrant, but I didn't expect you to be such a dog...... The taste is quite strong, huh? You actually like this age group?! ”

Damn retarded!

Wang Wei waved his hand, too lazy to pay attention to him anymore, and then watched Teacher Zhou walk all the way to the door of the classroom, focusing on observing the expressions of nearby students.

However, no one showed anything unusual, as if the smell was really just a hallucination.

Wang Wei felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, but he didn't know why, which made him extremely irritable.

Thankfully, there were no other problems throughout the morning, and he was able to rest easily in the math problems.

Well, I'm about to cry when I brush it, and I don't have the heart to think about all that mess......

When I went home at noon, I fried two dishes by myself, but my grandmother didn't eat them.

When I went back in the evening, the leftovers were still untouched.

Wang Wei couldn't help but feel a little sad, grandma's health was getting worse and worse, and she asked her to go to the hospital but refused, I'm afraid ...... Alas!

Wang Wei, who was in a heavy mood, was stunned for a while, and then got up early.

At first, I slept soundly, but at midnight, the nightmare suddenly returned.

……

It's still that beautiful hand, and it's written in beautiful fonts.

Accident review:

The fragment of the relic, numbered 11-28C, anchored in Dream City II, should have been earlier than August 28th.

According to the general law of merging the ruin fragments with the blue star, all living beings that have been active on the campus for a long time will be marked as their own property by the ruins rules once they periodically reappear on the campus at the anchor.

Liu, a sophomore in high school, went to No. 2 Middle School on the afternoon of August 28 to handle the transfer matters, and then transferred to the provincial experimental study.

On the morning of September 10, Liu took a car back to Dream City and walked into No. 2 Middle School.

Later, his school uniform, school badge, and mobile phone were found in the wreckage, and DNA comparison showed that it was indeed him.

Once again, it turned out that there could be no life to escape the ruins, and no one could resist the intense pollution of the fusion, and the tragedy was already doomed.

That's it......

The pen paused slightly, and then wrote down the last two words again—

Destiny.

……

"No!"

Wang Wei roared again and woke up from his dream, and when he turned over and sat up, he was sweating profusely.

A touch of morning light came through the window, shining on the pale face of the young man, sweat and tears mixed together, reflecting a little bit of crystal.

Wang Wei hurriedly took out his mobile phone from the pillow, opened the screen to look at the date, and then exhaled a heavy breath.

September 2nd, 5:05 a.m.

"It's okay, it's just a dream......"

The young voice comforted himself, sat for a while, his heartbeat gradually slowed down, and the specific scene in the dream seemed to be erased by an eraser, quickly fading, leaving only a trace of palpitations.

At this moment, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and an old lady with hair like snow appeared at the door, looking at Wang Wei timidly.

"But Weiwei, you're having nightmares again?"

Wang Wei was stunned, and there was a strong sense of déjà vu, which arose.

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The new book tries to write a story that can fly more fantasies, and I want to collect and follow up.