"Isn't it possible for Subway to use his brush to activate his creative abilities and bring his drawings to life? There may also be spells or rituals in this world that project the plot onto a material reality. Once written, the real world will develop according to the plot. ”

Russell continued his reasoning.

The plot is projected into reality?

Such an absurd but strange conjecture makes the wind chimes shudder. But in the world of the supernatural and the occult, everything is indeed possible.

Without waiting for the wind chimes to digest all the information, his head hurt because he felt that the amount of information was too large, Russell frowned again:

"This is just one of many conjectures, and there are still a lot of flaws at the moment.

"For example, who reproduced the plot in reality? And why would this person do this? Why did you choose this lesser-known "Luo Qianqiu and the Elixir"? Is it bad to choose other books? For example, those religious scriptures.

For example, there are still discrepancies between the plot of the book and the development of events in reality.

"In the story, this occult plague has not been curbed, and the villain has not been caught. And in reality, we did catch the culprit – if that Birdbeak Doctor was indeed the culprit.

"For example, in this long book of hundreds of thousands of words, most of the plot did not happen in reality, and of course it may have happened, but we have not been exposed to it."

Putting aside all the speculations, Russell closed the book, pulled his laptop out of his pocket, and reported the anomalies he had found to the headmaster and the familiar Black Amber professor.

Soon, Professor Black Amber replied, saying that he would contact the library as soon as possible to remove all "Luo Qianqiu and the Elixir" from the shelves first, so as to avoid unpredictable problems.

And Principal Duncan also responsibly made a succinct and clear reply:

"Oh."

……

Early in the morning of the second day.

The red sun hung in the blue sky, like a big tomato on a blue tablecloth.

Russell arrived at the original stall location in the offline trading area on time.

Unexpectedly, near the place where he used to set up his stall, a large group of students gathered, and they all shouted and chattered, and when they saw Russell coming, they all waved to Russell happily.

As soon as Russell saw this scene, he knew what was going on.

Duncan used the principal's authority to advertise his medical booth on the official website forum!

"Don't crowd, don't crowd, line up one by one. I'll try to see everyone as much as I can. ”

Russell beckoned everyone, took out the table and chairs from his dimensional waist bag, and set up the stall again.

The chattering crowd obeyed Russell's orders and lined up.

The queue was long, and I went directly to the luxury clinic directly opposite the consultation booth.

……

The cadres of the Association of All Things, Xinyue and Guangbo, led a group of people, bathed in the morning breeze, to the clinic.

"It's another day to contribute to the community. I wonder if there are any patients coming today? The brown-haired boy Guangbo stretched his waist and muttered to himself, "Wait, what's going on today?" ”

Some time ago, there was a large queue of people at the door of the luxury clinic!

Seeing this, the girl with straight black hair was overjoyed, and quickened her pace to the door of the clinic that had not yet been opened.

"You're from the United Clinic, aren't you? I can finally open the door! ”

In front of the clinic, a short-haired girl was elated, greeting Xinyue and the others.

"Open the door, open the door, finally open the door."

The crowd erupted in joy.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Xinyue, who has never been very smart, didn't notice anything unusual, and a sense of pride suddenly appeared in her heart.

She deliberately slowed her movements, gracefully pulled out the key, and opened the door to the United Clinic.

"The Society of Everything and the Sisters of Green Moss jointly run a clinic, and it's open." The crescent moon announced loudly.

The crowd cheered and poured into the clinic, lining up in the clinic lobby.

But everyone in line looked outside the clinic.

Yes? The New Moon is suddenly confused:

"What are you doing?"

The short-haired girl who greeted the crescent moon just now replied with a smile:

"To get in line, of course. The queue is too long, your clinic is not open, and the people at the end of the line can only crowd at the door, chaotic and crowded! Ahem, ahem. ”

Where are you in line? As soon as Crescent Moon was about to ask this stupid question, she felt a wave of light behind her tug at her clothes.

Crescent Moon turned her head to see the light waves pointing beyond the clinic, at the end of the long line.

Russell's Consultation Booth!

"Don't squeeze one by one." Russell greeted everyone kindly, "I feel that the queue is still too troublesome, so let's take turns to take the numbers, and I will call them one by one." ”

The new moon was stunned.

Some time ago, there were indeed a lot of people who came to Russell's booth for consultation.

But where are there so many people like today!

Are all the students in the entire academy who have contracted the occult flu here?

Guangbo flipped through his phone behind him and excitedly explained to Crescent:

"Miss, I know what's going on.

On the homepage of the Crystal Dawn Forum on the college's official website, an advertisement for Russell's consultation booth appeared. And the official website also issued a special announcement for all students infected with this occult flu to go to Russell's clinic for treatment.

"Even if you are sick and can't come, you can ask your roommate or friend to come, and Russell will prescribe the right medicine according to the described condition!"

The crescent moon is dewy:

"Why does the academy's official website promote him? He's just an ordinary second-year Necromancer and Life student! ”

"I don't know about that." Guangbo spread his hands out, looking helpless.

"That's it." Crescent Moon waved her hand, her eyes revealing a sly and fierce light, and said in a low voice, "Tonight, everything is still going according to plan!" ”

"No problem, we'll catch Russell and ask him about the relationship with Xinghuo and the secret of healing!" Guangbo clenched his fists, confident.

……

The sun sets like a ripe tomato.

The crimson sunset is like the delicious juice of tomatoes, staining the earth and the sky red.

It wasn't until after sunset and twilight that some time passed that Russell, who was already exhausted, closed his stall.

"No way, I don't have much spiritual energy left, and I really can't continue to prescribe medicine. Everyone who got the number should disperse first, and I will continue to treat tomorrow. ”

Russell covered his slightly aching forehead and waved everyone away.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already advanced to the third-year realm, and that he would stop every hour to rest for a while, using meditation methods to restore spiritual energy, he would not have been able to afford the spiritual energy consumption of a full day of medical consultations and potions.

(End of chapter)