Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

The principal's office is also located in an ink painting. The room is filled with a faint scent of ink and is decorated in an antique style. In the middle of the room stands a dark purple sandalwood table, on which are placed several worn scrolls and glowing jade slips. The bookshelf is filled with various books, and the covers all look old. The cover of each book is engraved with exquisite carvings, which appear solemn and mysterious. In the corner of the bookshelf, there is also a set of painting tools. An exquisite brush lies quietly on the rice paper, next to which is a bottle of ink and several sheets of rice paper.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. I didn't expect you to get into trouble as soon as you arrived."

Mo Song bent down to pour tea for Duan Mingyuan. At the end of the day, the academy finally received some good news. "I have some connections with Mr. Dajiang. He knows that you are looking for the knowledge that was hidden by the aliens, so he strongly recommended you to me. What happened some time ago also made me realize that Yunhai Academy urgently needs a teacher who can teach students how to protect themselves."

Although Mo Song had already vaguely sensed the arrival of this day, he did not expect it to happen so soon.

"No problem. I actually like this kind of learning and communication opportunity."

Duan Mingyuan waved his hands. He was not angry about the attack on the road. To be honest, he felt a little regretful.

He also looked forward to meeting their superiors in the second half, so that he could learn about the causes and consequences of "Hidden Butterfly" through academic exchanges.

Judging from the information he extracted from the life energy of the man in black, this organization that gathered together children with the gift of life energy and trained them to be death warriors looked like a terrorist organization like Wangxu.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Dean, you called me here at night. Do you know about the hidden butterfly?"

“I know a little bit.”

Mo Song sighed, "It's just that this is a long story. I wonder if Teacher Mingyuan has the patience to listen to an old man like me telling you about the past of the academy?"

"That's what I'm here for."

After receiving a positive answer, Mo Song finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "I wonder if Teacher Ming Yuan has heard of Chaozhong?"

"of course."

Chaozhong, as its name suggests, is the political and economic center of this world. It is also the first place to be baptized by the technology and culture of the aliens. It is also the home of the world's outstanding people. For example, the highest goal of the students of Yunlong City's No. 1 Middle School is to be admitted to the higher education institution in Chaozhong. Only talents appointed by the company in all walks of life can get the opportunity to go to Chaozhong.

In people's eyes, the court is the place closest to "heaven".

But that’s where all the information about the court ends.

Only those outstanding people who are selected by the company and have obtained the qualifications can have the opportunity to appreciate the full picture of the court. For people like them who usually live in peripheral cities, the court will always be a mysterious and inviolable place.

"That's good." Mo Song nodded, "The court is the origin of all stories."

He stood up and took out a scroll from behind the bookshelf.

This scroll looks very old, but there is no dust on it, as if someone cleans the dust on it regularly.

Mo Song opened the scroll in front of Duan Mingyuan, and the next moment, the lifelike scenes came into his eyes.

Hundreds of years ago, huge flying objects suddenly came to this world, bringing aliens and their knowledge and technology, as well as people's worship of gods.

These are all recorded in history textbooks.

But judging from the content on the scroll, the textbook seems to have made certain revisions to history. For example, it never mentioned the war that broke out after the arrival of the aliens.

The constantly interlaced images in the scroll made Duan Mingyuan seem as if he was on a battlefield. The sound of killing was deafening, and people one after another were manipulating strange magic and rushing towards the enemies falling from the sky with fearless determination.

The faces of those people could not be seen clearly as their entire bodies were covered by armor. They were like the gods of death on the battlefield. The ground beneath their feet had long been stained red with blood. The broken limbs and organs made the ground beneath their feet look like hell on earth.

Duan Mingyuan quickly identified the identities of these "death gods".

Xifeng is also a member of "Long Branch".

In this war, the company sent a total of 11 members of "Long Branch", and with the flagship that blocked out the sky above people's heads, they easily crushed the army formed by the rebels.

"The war ended in failure. Most of the resistance forces were killed or wounded. With nowhere else to go, the remaining people were forced to sign a ceasefire agreement with the aliens."

Mo Song said in a deep voice, "One of the demands raised by the outsiders was to bring all known strange arts into the court and let them be managed uniformly. Half a year after the war stopped, the court issued a ban, prohibiting the people from studying strange arts in any form. Violators should be punished and executed. The founder of Yunhai Academy was an opponent of the ban. They gathered all the opponents of the ban together and avoided being hunted down everywhere. Finally, Qingchi Peak gathered everyone's strength to set up a barrier and founded Yunhai Academy.

"Another group of people returned to their hometowns in despair and lived in seclusion, never caring about worldly affairs again. Many years later, some of them gathered together for some reason and founded the Imperial Hunting Court, dedicated to solving the frequent incidents of evil spirits injuring people outside the court.

"However, most of those who survived the war stayed in the court and accepted the conditions proposed by the Tianwaimin. With their help, they established a new order. As far as I know, the Tianwaimin did not kill all the strange and tricky techniques. After the political situation stabilized, they allowed the court to gather the talented people they recruited together to establish a military organization to handle "internal affairs". All those who responded to the call were marked with an emblem of loyalty... The founder of the academy found the same black butterfly mark on the pursuers."

At this point, Duan Mingyuan suddenly realized, "Yindie is an assassination organization established by the court."

So in a sense, the people hiding in Yunhai Academy are the rebels left over from that era.

Mo Song smiled bitterly. "The first founders of the academy wrote down all the strange and trickery they knew in the library, but they didn't leave behind the method of creating a barrier. It seems that they didn't want the later generations to continue the hatred and turn the academy into a terrorist organization waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on the people in the court and the aliens."

The founders realized their original wish, and Yunhai Academy ushered in a long period of peace.

"But they suddenly came to our door. Why?"

Duan Mingyuan asked.

Could it be that all this was really caused by the box of lucky braised chicken that September brought?

"The ruler who was supported by the aliens called himself the 'First King'. With the help of the aliens' technology, he has been ruling the court for hundreds of years."

They were people who lived in the same generation as the founder of the academy and had witnessed the development and changes of the world with their own eyes.

Mo Song said, "A few years ago, I heard some rumors from the Royal Hunting Court. There are rumors that the technology of the aliens seems to be unable to sustain the life of the first king. He... is about to fall."

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 87: Eliminating the Remnants

"I see."

Duan Mingyuan suddenly realized, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

The First King was about to fall, and he could imagine that the company must be playing their "letter of surrender" again. If he wanted to inherit the First King's position, he would have to show achievements that would satisfy the company and purge the remnants, or take the entire academy into his pocket and then take the opportunity to present it to the company. In this way, he would naturally be appreciated by the company.

He said that the box of lucky braised chicken in September should not be powerful enough to affect the world line, at most it accelerated the course of history to some extent.

This makes sense, as there was a traitor in the academy.

He joined forces with people in the court to capture the academy, murder the current dean, and then replace him with himself...

All clues point to Professor Snape.

"I'm not going to hide it from you. The road ahead is uncertain. If Teacher Mingyuan doesn't want to get involved in this mess, I will immediately let Yunlin escort you all down the mountain."

"It doesn't matter."

Duan Mingyuan waved his hand. "It's better to say that this is exactly what I want. I am destined to be at odds with the company."

This feeling is a bit subtle, just like driving on the wrong lane, with all the oncoming villains with bad intentions. In this way, when he uses some of his abilities, he will not have too strong a psychological burden.

What's more, if we want to make the organization bigger and stronger, we must unite all the forces that can be united. Yunhai Academy is undoubtedly the best partner at the moment.

"What a courage!"

"Dean Mosong, Miss Yunlin said on the way that all the messenger's routes are confidential, but Yindie knew their routes in advance and set up an ambush. This means that there may be a traitor inside the academy. You have to be more careful."

"Ah."

Mo Song nodded, "I will investigate thoroughly as soon as possible."

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When we returned to the dormitory building, September, who had already packed her luggage, was walking around with her back to the door. She pasted the prepared group photo on the wall and placed the homemade garlic sprouts potted plants she brought from home on the shelf of the bedside table.

They will be living here for a long time to come, so she wants to decorate this room into a cozy little home.

The staff dormitory is located in an independent building. According to school rules, students are not allowed to enter the building without the invitation of the teacher. Tang Qianqian and Yang Ping went to the student dormitory like other students. They will live in a temporary dormitory before the end of the sorting ceremony. Today is the busiest time in the freshman dormitory. Freshmen who come from afar usually stay up all night. They will discuss the college rules and the upcoming sorting ceremony before dawn, and imagine which college they will be assigned to.

But this year's freshman dormitory is particularly deserted.

The main reason may be that there are only two freshmen in this class, and the other freshmen failed halfway and had to leave with regret.

"Mr. Mingyuan, should we paint the walls blue?"

After posting the photos in September, he admired the fruits of his labor with satisfaction. He was not affected by the critical atmosphere in the academy at all and was completely immersed in the decoration of his new home.

She will definitely need to decorate her wedding room in the future, so she decided to start practicing now.

She pointed to an empty space not far away and said, "I plan to put a computer desk there, but unfortunately there is no internet in the academy."

The biggest premise of isolation from the world is that they do not allow "new things" from the outside world to break into this pure land.

Duan Mingyuan felt that this was reasonable. If the academy was connected to the Internet, there would be no need to wait until they arrived. The company would have discovered the location of Qingchi Peak decades ago.

Fortunately, the college somehow solved the power problem so that most everyday electrical appliances could function.

“Why blue?”

When he saw Jiu Yue, Duan Mingyuan's nerves relaxed.

The fox had been so meticulous in maintaining his job of reminding his assistant to rest that he now reflexively went into rest mode upon seeing him.

"Because the bedroom at home is blue."

"Arrange it to your liking."

"uh-huh."

Jiu Yue stretched and sat on the bed. "Mr. Mingyuan, there is one thing I don't understand. Since you can know their secrets through life energy without interrogation, why don't you gather everyone together and investigate them one by one? In this way, the traitors hiding in the academy will have nowhere to hide."

“This will hurt innocent people.”

Duan Mingyuan explained.

Viewing memories, like reconstructing space, is an ability he is unwilling to use under normal circumstances. "If human memory is compared to web browsing history, the use of this ability is to ignore the computer owner's wishes and forcibly view all his browsing history so far."

If he checked the "browsing history" of everyone in the academy one by one, then before finding the real traitor, all the strange habits hidden deep in their hearts would be known to him.

By then, even if the traitor is found, the entire academy will be demoralized and everyone will regard him as a heretic.

Duan Mingyuan is a person who respects personal privacy very much, so he usually only uses this ability on dying people.

Death is a relief.

So that they no longer have to endure the pain brought by social death.

Out of humanitarian spirit, no matter how perverted the deceased was, Duan Mingyuan would help them keep the secret.

"No wonder!"

Jiu Yue suddenly realized, "I was wondering why this academy is full of traitors. It turns out that good people are also afraid of having their memories searched."

?

Duan Mingyuan was stunned, and a sense of foreboding came to his mind, "What have you done?"

"Well..."

Jiu Yue felt guilty and avoided looking at Duan Mingyuan. "Mr. Mingyuan, you have to believe that my intentions are good. I am also considering the academy."

"Don't beat around the bush. Come clean."

"I'm trying to help you narrow down the scope, really! I think if the traitor hiding in the academy knew that you could retrieve memories, he would definitely reveal his flaws in a panic."

On the way back to the dormitory, Jiu Yue was not idle either. She knew that the other teachers and students must be very curious about Mr. Mingyuan's abilities at this moment, and would privately ask Yunlin about their origins and the ambush they encountered on the way. Therefore, she asked Yunlin to reveal her ability to retrieve memory to them without making any expression when they asked about Mr. Mingyuan.

The real traitor would have panicked upon hearing this.

"Mr. Mingyuan, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Looking at Mr. Mingyuan's eyes that were completely shrouded in darkness, Jiu Yue's voice became weaker and weaker. It seemed that the trick of livening up the atmosphere was not working. "Why don't we listen to the good news first? The good news is that the traitor did panic and revealed his flaws immediately after hearing about this."

Duan Mingyuan did not respond to her.

"…The bad news is that everyone has exposed their flaws."

After Mr. Mingyuan’s explanation, Jiuyue finally understood why the teachers in the academy fled in panic.

After an unknown amount of time, Duan Mingyuan asked, "How many people did Yunlin tell about this?"

"...all the teachers."

Deathly silence again.

On the first day he arrived at the academy, rumors about him spread among teachers and students.

.: The new teacher of "Defense Against Evil Spirits" is a pervert who can snoop into other people's privacy at will.

"September!"

"To!"

"What's your crime?"

"I know my crime!"