Two-Dimensional Alien Species: Human Security Agency

And each piece of information does not exist independently, and will interfere with each other. The interference of large information bodies on small information bodies is especially obvious. In addition to the interference of physical properties, there are also information disturbances in the scope of mysticism.

The simplest description is that when many people believe a thing, it often becomes true. Most contemporary urban legends come from this, and the result often triggers the generation of information disturbances again. After this positive feedback reaches its limit, the legends will become reality.

Whether the vampires and werewolves in Europe, or the fox clan in China is an existing story or a pre-existing monster is no one knows, but there is no doubt that more and more encounters bring more and more stories and stories. Legends, and in stories and legends, their images have been continuously enriched, and finally they have become a real race with history, culture, and specific forms and living habits.

With the spread of stories like the Seven Wonders of Campuses, and the widespread awareness that places like hospitals and schools are prone to haunting in TV shows and movies, the possibility of weirdness in these places has greatly increased relative to other places.

No matter how low the possibility is, no organization will allow a new strange race to appear in the world. Therefore, there is usually a regular cleaning of this kind of place with a widely circulated urban legend, just like cleaning up the abandoned hospital last night. However, in most cases, this kind of daily cleaning is generally handled by the support department, but because of the addition of newcomers like him and Ji Qinger, as a trial, this part is handed over to them.

It's really troublesome. As he walked through the playground, Xie Zhifei complained in his heart. Originally, this should be the responsibility of him and Ji Qinger tonight, but the latter's behavior of involving Shi Yuqing made him have to use this kind of equipment. There is no way to deal with this kind of thing.

If the legend of the 13 steps was not successfully triggered just now, how to get rid of Shi Yuqing would also be a problem. Although it can be brainwashed later, letting ordinary people witness the mystery itself will lower their task completion level.

"Irrelevant people are ruled out, let's have fun." Standing in front of the teaching building again, all the classroom doors were wide open, like a wide-open mouth, threatening laughter, Under the bright moonlight, the whole building was gloomy as if soaked in ink.

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Chapter 5 Death Replay

In fact, it is difficult to call the existence of wraiths and earthbound spirits a kind of creature. It is actually closer to the truth to describe it as a certain law, and certain characteristics of them can be triggered when certain conditions are met. , just like the thirteenth steps that Xie Zhifei walked through before.

Different from the real world, all the classrooms in front of Xie Zhifei had their doors open. Standing at the door of the first classroom on the first floor, he looked up and saw 32 was written on the wall. The corners of his mouth grinned. There is no doubt that the first floor was full of first-year classrooms. If he walks a few more steps, he will find that not only the room facing him, but the signs on the door of all the classrooms are exactly the same 32. But he didn't waste time doing this kind of thing, after all, he wasn't here to do extravagance.

"Oh, is the death scene repeating? A waste of time." The moment he stepped into the door of the classroom, he entered a scene where several girls in white short-sleeved shirts really got together and whispered, discussing about a It's about the girl named Emi. Regardless of the fact that the person they were discussing was sitting in the upper right corner of the classroom.

Xie Zhifei walked across the classroom to the girls. The girl with her head bowed didn't see anyone coming in front of her. She stared at the table in front of her. On the table, she was engraved with a black pen and a knife. Words like "people's fox spirit".

"呲" Xie Zhifei grinned again, nothing new at all. As if feeling his ridicule, the girl who lowered her head suddenly raised her head, but her face was pitch-black darkness. The moment Xie Zhifei saw her face, the scene around him seemed to be Photos generally fade in an instant, and classrooms are switched to toilets.

It's seamless, Xie Zhifei whistled and looked at the women's toilet where there was basically no chance to enter. Emi was crying while sitting on the toilet in the innermost compartment, with a red drop-out notice tightly clutched in her hand. At this moment, a bucket of cold water for washing the mop suddenly came down from above. A few girls moved out of the toilet while laughing. Only Emi was left sitting on the spot, tears dripping from her hair mixed in the muddy water.

The water drop hit the ground, and the picture changed again. A car blocked the school entrance. A fat woman in a fox fur was holding the hand of a gentle man with gold glasses, staring at Emi opposite. All the students parted like a stream of water hitting a reef. The fat woman raised her chubby hand arrogantly, and there was a touch of inconspicuous gold in the white and greasy fat, which was the color of the ring set in her finger.

Then in the next moment, the fat woman's hand swiped heavily on Huimei's face. The weight of strength directly slammed the girl to the ground. The golden-eyed man frowned slightly before catching up, holding the fat woman's hand and asking for warmth. Was there any pain, then turned his face and turned hideous. He stared at the **** the ground and said, "I was just dizzy for a while. You must have given me medicine, otherwise I will definitely not be able to do such a thing."

The final scene was fixed at the entrance of the office on the second floor. Huimei, holding a long western chef's knife, stood at the entrance of the office. Countless people screamed, but no one dared to step forward to stop it, and the man with golden eyes even more He was slumped on his desk and chair like a boneless man, with beads of sweat on his forehead, trembling as he tried to explain something.

But the girl still raised the knife in her hand high, and in the surprise of everyone, the knife did not stab the man with the gold wire glasses, but stabbed into the girl's own abdomen. Blood, in just an instant, a large amount of blood poured out. You can hardly imagine how there is so much blood in a person's body.

But the girl turned pale as if she couldn't feel the pain. The veins on her slender hands burst out, and she pulled down the knife that pierced her stomach. Not only blood, but more things flowed out of her stomach. When she came out, the girl stretched out her hand and found a shapeless piece of meat in the pile of blood-red color and threw it on the ground. Then lost breath.

Everyone who was shocked by this scene let out a huge scream at this time, but Xie Zhifei could no longer see the scene behind him, because he was now standing back to the door of Class 32 classroom, 3 meters away from him. It was the girl in the long skirt. Xie Zhifei finally saw the face that had been hidden in the stained black.

Her face is plain white, without a trace of blood, otherwise she can be called a very beautiful girl, with well-defined features, big round eyes that outline the temperament of a literary girl, but there is only a surging in her wide eye sockets. It was dark, destroying the peace of all this. Malice, resentment, and curses rolled in its eyes. It speaks of its mysterious and inhuman identity.

"The play is over?" Xie Zhifei, who had watched the whole process from the perspective of a first-person bystander, said to the girl in front of him with no emotion, no sympathy, pity, joy, or anger. It was like I met a friend I didn't know very well on the road, and asked a hello in a tone of truth.

"I hate…"

"You hate a fart." Emi's banshee-like cry was stalked back at the beginning, and the black mist rolling in her eyes almost stopped at that moment. On any level, it's hard to imagine a person who just finished reading a story like that saying you hate a fart to the protagonist of the story. But no matter how unreasonable Xie Zhifei's answer was, it didn't affect Huimei's next actions.

After the action was stuck for a second, the death energy around Emi exploded instantly, and the black aura blew her skirt up and her hair and hair were flying. Grab it towards Xie Zhifei's head.

Xie Zhifei was not at all surprised by the strange mutation in front of him. He avoided his claws and kicked her straight in the abdomen. Looking at the girl who knocked down several tables and chairs, Xie Zhifei went back again. Once said, "I said, you hate a fart."

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"Qing'er, did you really see Xie Zhifei coming here?" After shouting Xie Zhifei's name twice and no one agreed, Shi Yuqing turned to look at Ji Qinger next to her with some doubts.

When the two of them got up the stairs, Xie Zhifei didn't know where they were going. Shi Yuqing was in a hurry on the spot, but Ji Qinger reassured him that maybe he just went ahead and investigated something else. When the two walked through the office, there was a sudden sound at the entrance of the stairs. Ji Qinger took a step forward abruptly, and Shi Yuqing hugged her arm in fright.

"Then... what is that?" Shi Yuqing asked in a low voice.

"I don't see it very clearly," Ji Qinger frowned, then glanced as if thinking of something, "It's probably Xie Zhifei. The corridors of the two teaching buildings are connected, so he might be investigating the laboratory there. Just came over to play a prank."

"You...are you telling the truth?" Although she wanted to see something weird, in fact Shi Yuqing was only a teenage girl, so how could she have no fear of ghosts at all.

"It must be him, he is not happy that we two drag him to this kind of place, so he deliberately pranks him." Ji Qinger showed a hearty smile, and the firm tone made Shi Yuqing a lot of confidence, "If If it's really a ghost, how could it make a noise?"

"Ah, yes." Shi Yuqing nodded and said, "Then let's hurry up and find him. How dare you scare the two of us. I haven't even asked him for the account of his fight this morning." With Ji Qinger ready to walk to another teaching building around the corner.

Ghosts can't make noises, so the ones that make noises can only be something else? Ji Qinger, who was holding Shi Yuqing with one hand, reached out and touched her collarbone. Under her clothes, a sword-shaped birthmark on her skin was heating up slightly.

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Chapter 6 Soul Eater

"I hate—!" Xie Zhifei flashed Huimei's pounce again, and the latter's claws left 10 deep claw marks on the blackboard. The whole person, no, the whole ghost sucked on the wall like a gecko. With his neck twisted 180 degrees, he let out a harsh roar at Xie Zhifei.

"Everyone, die!"

"Jijiwaiwai, jijiwaiwai. Are you annoying?" Xie Zhifei roared back. "Your story doesn't even exist!"

After he said this, the entire classroom and even the entire school shook slightly, twisting like a pattern on the surface of the foam. For the first time, Hui Mei's attack also lost the target, and even Xie Zhifei, who was standing in the same place, rushed over without touching it.

"That's why I hate this kind of mysterious thing the most." A hand reached into the chest pocket of his jacket and took out a slightly yellowed booklet. "Not only stupid but unreasonable."

"Hey, don't you think Chinese high schools don't use 32 as a class sign? It's almost the same as what grades and classes." Xie Zhifei raised his head and looked at Huimei, who was regrouping, with a look of contempt.

"Besides, so many years ago, how could there be such a thing as a school uniform, not to mention a short-sleeved shirt and a pleated skirt? Until now, Qingyuan's school uniforms are just sportswear?"

"I hate! I hate! I hate! I hate!—" Emi seemed to want him to stop talking, she rushed forward frantically, waving her left and right hands alternately, gusts of wind, trying her best to destroy Xie Zhifei completely. torn to shreds.

"Besides, the toilet-style toilet? The notice of withdrawal? How did the car that blocked you at the gate of the school drive up this mountain that is so hard to climb up?" The opponent's rage did not disrupt Xie Zhifei's rhythm at all. While stepping back, I picked up the illogical place in the story just now.

Every time he said something, the opposite Emi would become a little blurry. After he finished saying all of these together, the entire classroom and Emi themselves became blurred, as if there was a layer of frosted glass. After taking a big step, he jumped away and stared at Emi, who had become blurred again.

"So, what is your surname? Fujiwara or Yamada?" This sentence finally became the straw that broke the camel's back. Emi's image began to be completely distorted. All the details were blurred and disintegrated, and finally became A mosaic-like mess of things can only be vaguely assembled into a human-like form.

Together with the high-speed opening of various counties at the local level, the source of students in Qingyuan, a municipal middle school, has expanded several times, and the number of students has also expanded several times. The original teaching area was simply unable to undertake such a huge teaching task. Expansion is inevitable.

The old teaching area is located halfway up the mountain, it is not convenient for students to go to school, and there may be safety problems, which is not conducive to the passage of vehicles and the development of school district housing. So in the end, under the strong decision of the deputy mayor in charge of education, it was decided to completely abandon the old teaching area of ​​Qingyuan and move the whole school to the newly established campus at the foot of the mountain.

This is the truth of the old campus of Qingyuan, which is more common, simpler, and more reasonable. There has never been a case of the student who was betrayed after pregnancy and had a child by caesarean section in front of the office, and even the student Emi in the story did not exist.

But in all kinds of horror and fantasy magazines that high school students love to read, too many stories like this are described. With all the complements, they eventually become the legend of the relocation of Qingyuan Campus, and Huimei's story has also been supplemented in a prudent manner. come out. But a story is a story after all, and Xie Zhifei was able to easily find loopholes in those few scenes.

And the vague humanoid creature on the opposite side is his final goal, a semi-finished product superimposed by a large amount of information disturbance, an information-constructed creature, but this does not seem too complete, if you give her a little more time , more people like Jiang Chao were killed, so that the details of this story are more and more full, and if more and more people are known, Huimei will become a real ghost one day.

"I hate—!" With such a completely changed roar, the construct charged towards Xie Zhifei again.

"I found it." Xie Zhifei's eyes flickered, the construct's forward-forward posture suddenly stopped, and the whole body trembled slightly and stopped in mid-air. Under the moonlight, strands of slender blood-red silk threads shone slightly in the air, and the silk threads that covered the entire classroom tightly bound the construct, like worms on a spider web.

While Xie Zhifei was dodging its attack, this thread was tied to its body, just like a matador would insert a javelin every time he avoided a bull's blow. Xie Zhifei also did this little by little. It has accumulated its own offensive, and now it is completely tied in mid-air, unable to move at all. One end of the silk thread was firmly wound around a small piece of black-gray crystal, while the other end was held in Xie Zhifei's hand.

"You don't speak, the strange power is confusing." Xie Zhifei read such a sentence, and the torn page from the book of work in his hand suddenly burst into flames. Facing the flame, the construct suddenly increased its strength and struggled with all its strength, but the more blood it struggled, the more blood it was bound to die.

"I know, I am good at nourishing my aura." Following these words, the tongue of fire jumped up, igniting the blood line in Xie Zhifei's hand, like the lead of an explosive, the blood line quickly burned, with white gold The flames rushed towards the bound construct.

"Seven prisons." The torch lit in the middle of the classroom, like a husk that bound Joan of Arc, the body of the construct in the white-gold flame slowly softened, and a silent cry emanated from her mouth. After a few seconds, only a gray-white crystal fell from the sky.