Chapter 734 The style of painting is wrong (asking for a monthly pass at the beginning of the month)
At Taicheng No. 1 Senior High School, Gnawa easily climbed over the electric retractable door and returned to the cement square.
Once again, dark clouds obscured the sky, the classroom was lit up, and the windows reflected the figures of the students listening to the lecture.
After confirming the location of the third and fifth classes, Gnawa entered the teaching building in front of the school and went along the stairs to the predetermined place.
Previously, Pudu Zen Master Shang Jianyao and Shang Jianyao, who was jealous of evil and took it as his mission to save all mankind, joined forces to suppress the vicious and ruthless one, and vetoed his proposal to set fire to the building and create chaos.
But the most powerful reason was not put forward by the two of them, it came from the calm and rational Shang Jianyao.
He said to the point:
"The fire set by Lao Ge in the 'illusion' will inevitably reflect reality, which is equivalent to directly burning the Buddhist holy place of Taicheng No. 1 Senior High School.
"When the anomaly has not been identified and the oddity has not been eliminated, such stimulation is likely to bring bad changes and create dangerous accidents.
"At that time, not only will we be in the illusion, but Dabai, Xiaobai, and Xiaohong, who play different roles, may have an accident, and we outside may also be affected."
Based on this, Gnava did not take the method of "arson" into account, but formulated a series of plans from different perspectives, intending to try them one by one from easy to difficult.
After finding the third and fifth classes of high school, after walking into the classroom "above board", Gnawa went straight to Jiang Baimian's seat.
He observed the situation of the surrounding classmates and the podium teacher, and carefully picked up the gel pen that Jiang Baimian placed on his right hand.
The corner of Jiang Baimian's eyes froze.
She saw the gel pen staggering and standing up!
There are ghosts! Jiang Baimian was startled at first, and then remembered the inexplicable slap before.
She subconsciously looked out the window and found that although it was dark, it was still morning.
In broad daylight, what the hell is so arrogant?
After calming down, she saw the gel pen floating on the book she had spread out, as if she wanted to write something.
However, no traces of ink appeared.
Through Jiang Baimian's reaction, Gnava confirmed that she could not see what she had written at all.
In other words, he could not tell Jiang Baimian the truth of the matter through this method, awaken her memories "sealed" in her subconscious, and help her break free from acting.
"Change the plan and enable the second ......" As an intelligent robot, Gnava calmly interrupted the attempt and put the gel pen back in place.
Hey, I once said, this is polite.
The invisible being who patted me on the back wanted to tell me something through writing, or teach me the methods of practice, but failed? Jiang Baimian fell into deep thought.
Gnava tried to write directly behind Jiang Baimian, and Jiang Baimian had some understanding and began to work hard to restore it on the draft.
But no matter how Gnava chose simple words, she always deviated halfway through the reproduction, as if some force was interfering with the communication between two different "worlds".
After judging this, Gnava abandoned the plan.
In order not to show anything strange, she set her sights on the blackboard and nodded her head from time to time as the teacher explained.
Gnawa took this opportunity to take out a small white pill from his black military uniform.
This is a synthetic drug that Shang Jianyao dug out of his tactical backpack, produced from "Pangu Creatures", and is used to treat certain diseases caused by mosquito bites in the wild.
It has a more significant side effect:
Diuretic.
Gnava quietly unscrewed the thermos cup that Jiang Baimian put in the drawer, crushed it with a metal palm, and accurately turned one-fifth of the small tablet into powder and sprinkled it into it.
He believed that with Jiang Baimian's physical fitness, such a little drug could not affect her health.
After doing this, Gnawa looked back on his actions just now and inexplicably felt that the style of painting seemed a bit wrong.
Painting style is a word he mastered after deeply studying old world entertainment materials, and it is also occasionally used within the "old tune group".
After waiting for a long time, Jiang Baimian did not find any follow-up to the "weird" incident.
She was both relieved and slightly disappointed, took out her water glass, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip.
Gnawa began to wait patiently, but after waiting for nearly fifteen minutes, Jiang Baimian still had no intention of going to the toilet, and showed no signs of patience.
He decided to follow the plan and change to another method.
He took out the water bag he borrowed from Shang Jianyao and poured a lot of water into the enamel cup he was carrying.
Then, he crushed the previous tablet by one-fifth and let the powder melt into the cup.
After completing the preparations, Gnava went into a waiting state again.
After another five minutes, Jiang Baimian, who had just gotten up to answer the teacher's question, habitually picked up the water glass, unscrewed the lid, and planned to take a sip.
It was too late, but it was too soon, and Gnava rushed to the moment when she tilted the thermos cup and brought the edge to her mouth, and quickly poured about 10 milliliters of liquid from the cup in her hand into her mouth.
Jiang Baimian felt a little unusual, but he didn't think much about it, and gulped down the warm water.
This time, after only six or seven minutes, she couldn't help it a little.
At this time, there are still more than ten minutes before class ends.
After enduring and enduring until he couldn't bear it anymore, Jiang Baimian raised his hand and signaled to the teacher that he wanted to go to the toilet.
She was a top student throughout her grade, and the teacher in class agreed to her request with a smile.
Gnawa followed Jiang Baimian out of the classroom.
At this time, it was during class, and no one was walking in the corridor at all.
After coming to the outside of the women's restroom, Gnawa hesitated for a moment, but still followed in.
He remembered having a conversation with himself about this:
"Lao Ge, you are an intelligent person, why do you care about this?"
"No, the gender I set is male, and breaking into the women's toilet is an obscene and lewd behavior that is not gentlemanly enough."
"I see...... Lao Ge, do you have any programs for installing virtual machines?"
"It's basic."
"Then you can temporarily create a female personality, just call it Gnadel, won't the problem be solved?"
"It still feels strange, like self-deception."
"It's okay, it's okay, anyway, the women's toilet has partitions."
In order to rescue his companion, Gnawa ends up in the women's restroom.
After confirming that there was only Jiang Baimian here, he chose to wait in the washing area.
Not long after, Jiang Baimian came over, unscrewed the faucet, bent down and washed his hands.
The previous scene instantly appeared in the main chip of Gnawa:
Shang Jianyao said eagerly, "When you find the opportunity, give Dabai a 'Huangliang Dream' punch, your attention, she has such a strong physical fitness, she can't make her unconscious if it's light, uh, it's not good if it's heavy, don't you usually collect our state information and build a model? Measure the most suitable force by yourself and choose the best position, I believe you!"
For Gnava, such a calculation was a matter of a fraction of a second, and he suddenly swung an iron fist the size of a sand bowl.
Bang!
Jiang Baimian fainted directly.
After checking her physical condition and finding that she had not caused much harm, Gnava carried the companion on her back, walked out of the women's restroom, and crawled forward in the corridor.
He had to avoid the glances that came out of the classroom window from time to time.
Rubbing, Gnawa was like a lizard, and soon moved to the side of the current teaching building with Jiang Baimian on his back, and below was a corner that few people usually passed by.
He jumped to the ground easily, ready to sneak out against the outer walls of the teaching building and office building, just like he had taken Shang Jianyao out before.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from a window in front of him.
It was a male student wearing a blue and white school uniform.
The male student who skipped class suddenly stared at Gnava.
No, he couldn't see Gnava, he could only see Jiang Baimian, who was very awkward in his "standing".
Oops! Discovered! Gnava calculated an unknown amount of data per second to predict what would happen next and how to respond.
Facing this strange Buddhist holy place, he was not sure at all.
At this time, Gnava extracted the scene reflected in the male student's eyes and found that he only saw Jiang Baimian with his head bowed and his "strange standing posture" was Jiang Baimian.
In the blink of an eye, Gnawa had a plan.
He grabbed Jiang Baimian's wrist and stepped forward, letting his companion's "fist" swing under the target's ear.
This looked like Jiang Baimian suddenly burst out, pounced forward, and hit the opponent.
Bang! The boy fainted.
Gnava vigilantly observed the surrounding scene and found that there was no change.
After solving this accident, he repeated the previous route, took Jiang Baimian to the side of the electric telescopic door, and then used the sound to hit the west, jumped out, and disappeared at the school gate in a few ups and downs.
Gnawa quickly met up with Shang Jianyao, woke up Jiang Baimian, and helped her regain her self-awareness.
Jiang Baimian rubbed his head, turned his body, and looked at Taicheng No. 1 Senior High School and said:
"This is stranger and more dangerous than the three Buddhist holy places I have encountered before......"
She had already roughly known what happened to her and others from Shang Jianyao and Gnawa.
Without waiting for the two companions to respond, she continued thoughtfully:
"I remembered a sentence."
"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, ten years?" Shang Jianyao tried to answer.
Jiang Baimian gave him a blank look, and his expression gradually became solemn:
"Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng is fascinated by butterflies."
Gnava immediately began to analyze:
"What do you mean, the essence of this Buddhist holy place is the dream of 'Zhuangsheng'?"
Jiang Baimian nodded:
"I suspect that we broke into the dream of 'Zhuang Sheng', just like opening the door representing 'Zhuang Sheng' in the 'Spiritual Corridor'."
PS: At the beginning of the month, I asked for a guaranteed monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)