Earth Exam [Unlimited]

There were people walking around in the white laboratory, and the atmosphere was tense and dignified.

Some researchers are whispering about the big event of the explosion and collapse of "Moonlight Shadow" and "Sunlight Glory" in City C, as well as the daring criminal who sneaked into the residential building at night and carried out kidnapping.

"Why do criminals choose to operate in City C?" A well-wrapped researcher complained dissatisfiedly, "Now that City C is so strict, it has affected our performance."

"You can stop complaining!" Another researcher standing next to him replied, "Even if the investigation is strict, so what? Our business is still very good."

"Did you see that over there? Another one went in just now, and the person in charge was with him personally." He elbowed the complaining researcher, gesturing at the image he just saw, "Oh, you said that these things have something to do with it. What does the rich man think? If he insists on sending the child here to suffer, it is still his own! It is really cruel."

"Who knows?" The researcher shrugged his shoulders, "Probably different levels and different ideas!"

The bombing just now was quickly forgotten by them. The two hurried through one petri dish after another, and the conversation continued: "How about the one that came yesterday?"

"Is the situation okay? The customer said he wants five replicas, choose the best one."

"just need one?"

"Yes, that customer specifically said that he only wants the best and not defective products."

"Okay." The speaker paused for a moment, "Can his consciousness be released?"

"Not yet, let me deal with it today."

"By the way, remember to cast him in the "Glutton Feast", don't throw him in the wrong place."

"Why don't you just talk about the second district?"

"Okay, okay, I got it, vote for the second district! Don't make a mistake! I'll lure his consciousness there this afternoon."

Ran Zhian opened his eyes amidst the noise.

"woke up?"

he heard someone ask.

A serious person stood on the floor of the room. Ran Zhian seemed to be sleeping on the bed and off the table. He slightly lowered his head and met the eyes of the person who was speaking.

"You should know where this is now, right?" The serious man nodded slightly at him, "Your parents sent you here yesterday, and you will go to school here from today on."

Memories came back like a tide, Ran Zhian recalled his own memories, and remembered what his parents told him yesterday, saying that they changed him to a new school. It is said that this school is a private school, the cost is extremely expensive, but he learned from it. Every student here is exceptional.

Yesterday his father patted him on the shoulder and told him that he hoped he could study hard and graduate smoothly, which would become his pride.

These memories are particularly clear, but for some reason, Ran Zhian always feels that the memories are a bit deliberate, and he repeatedly emphasizes that he must abide by the rules here and study hard.

"I see." Ran Zhian thanked politely, "Thank you teacher."

"It's seven o'clock now, just pack up and go to the auditorium for a meeting at nine o'clock. The school uniform and campus card are all on your desk—" He pointed to the desk behind him, "Remember to put your school uniform on when you go out. If you have time, read the "Campus Rules", and basically there are answers to the questions you want to ask."

Ran Zhian expressed his thanks again.

The teacher left after finishing what he had to say, and closed the door behind him.

Ran Zhian had time to look at his dormitory now, it was obviously a very luxurious single room.He went down the ladder at the corner of the bed, only to realize that it was not a bed or a table. Opposite the wardrobe was a desk at least two meters long. There were four rows of shelves in the wall directly in front of the desk, densely filled with books. .

The floor is a waxed wooden floor. At the end of the room is a floor-to-ceiling window. To the left of the floor-to-ceiling window is the bathroom. Opposite the bathroom is a row of exquisitely shaped wooden shelves filled with succulents. There is a lush pot of green dill in the corner .

Clean and tidy as a small studio apartment.

Ran Zhian was very satisfied.

He opened the closet. To his surprise, there were blue and white school uniforms hanging in the closet, which were loose sports styles, which were a little different from what he had guessed.

I thought it would be the same exquisite British style as in idol dramas.

Ran Zhian took a set at random and changed it, and found that it fit unexpectedly, then he walked to the desk, pulled the stool away, and saw a campus card and a school code on the desk.

The first thing he looked at was the campus card, which was about the same size as a bank card. On the front were "Learning Campus" in four large silver hooked iron characters, and the name "Ran Zhi'an" was written in the lower right corner.On the reverse is a thumbnail map of the school, with a number K400 written in the upper right corner of the map.

He looked through the school rules again, and it was similar to the school he had previously attended.

Ran Zhian washed up briefly, and when he put on his school uniform and was about to go out, he realized that it was not yet eight o'clock.

The auditorium held a meeting at nine o'clock, Ran Zhian looked at the thumbnail map on the campus card, and felt that he still had time to go to the cafeteria for breakfast.

After leaving the dormitory building, walk forward for a while and climb up the long stone stairs. It takes about a quarter of an hour to reach the end of the stairs. The canteen is located here. It is a tall building imitating animals, with a sheep body and a human face. , has a pair of sharp tiger teeth, eyes grow under the armpit, but the door opens at the elbow.The material of the wall is also very strange, it looks like bronze.

It is really ingenious to use the legendary Taotie image.

After feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, Ran Zhian entered the cafeteria. The interior of the cafeteria was paved with antique floor tiles and designed with beam support. The whole cafeteria was antique, and even the seats were made of wooden tables and chairs, which looked very elegant.

From left to right, twelve windows are divided according to the month, and each window is decorated with the representative flowers of this month, which looks very beautiful.

Ran Zhian chose a window at random and ordered a breakfast. The moment he tasted the delicious food, he finally understood the reason why the school's tuition fees were so expensive.

is really delicious.

When it was time for the meeting, Ran Zhian was still reluctant to part with the delicious food in the cafeteria. He didn't really listen to what the man who claimed to be the principal said. He just wanted to study hard here, not to disappoint his parents' painstaking efforts, not to disappoint the teacher's cultivation, etc. Fake words.

It was so boring that he fell asleep without knowing it until he was pushed awake by someone.

"Student... wake up, classmate, the opening ceremony is over."

Ran Zhian was woken up by someone, it was a strange student sitting next to him, and the people in the auditorium had almost left.

"thank you."

Ran Zhian thanked him casually, and just as he was about to leave, he found that the strange classmate who had just talked to him blushed little by little: "No...you're welcome."

The tone is a bit stuttering, and he seems to be an introverted and shy person.

Will social fear take the initiative to greet people?

Ran Zhian felt a bit of interest in his heart:

"Hey, classmate, what's your name?"

"I...my name is Fang Jiu."

With a little accent, it sounds like "Fang Jiu".

"Oh, it's Jiujiu."

"It's not Jiujiu...it's Fang Jiu." The boy who was slightly socially afraid was still explaining seriously, "You heard it wrong."

"Chirp chirp! Chirp chirp! Chirp chirp!" Sewell's expression was a bit ruffian, "I think this is more intimate."

"Then... then it's up to you." Fang Jiu's head has been lowered, and only his hair and red ears can be seen.

As timid as a hamster.

Ran Zhian made a conclusion in his heart.

But it's quite interesting, Ran Zhi'an is born with a bit of a bad factor in his bones.

"How did you think of reminding me?"

"because---"

"Hey, those two students over there! The auditorium is about to close, come out quickly!"

Naturally, Ran Zhi'an didn't get an answer, and the two of them were driven out of the gate by the administrator in despair. On the tree-lined path, he heard the interrupted answer just now: "Because I think you are a good person." Fang Jiu Said that maybe the shared experience just now gave him a little courage, and his tone was not stuttering just now, "Really, my intuition since I was a child is very good."

The sixth sense of small animals?

This concept suddenly flashed across Ran Zhian's mind.

But he didn't think much about it, he just waved to Fang Jiu, whom he just met: "I'm going to class, goodbye."

Ran Zhi'an quickly put this matter behind him, he wandered around the school, got acquainted with the school environment where he was about to spend a few years, and it was time for class.

The first class is in Mingde Building.

It's too early to say goodbye.

This was Ran Zhian's first thought when he stepped into the classroom.

Sitting next to the table with his name on it was a new friend he had known for only a few minutes.

It's quite a fate.

Ran Zhian thought, maybe God wanted him to be this friend.

The two became acquainted naturally, and after in-depth conversations, they discovered that it was even more coincidental that the dormitory of the two was next to each other, and even the class schedule was similar.

In the future, the person who helps to bring food will be stable.

This was Ran Zhian's first thought after inquiring about the situation.

but……

Facing the black and white eyes of Fang Jiu, whom he deliberately called "Jiujiu", Ran Zhian was rarely guilty.

You must know that before he came to school, he was a lawless bully.

It's not bad behaviors like bullying men and women, fighting and fighting, it's just that they have a bit of a bad taste and like to make people go around.

However, every time he confronted Fang Jiu, he always felt that his little conscience was aching.

Because Fang Jiu is so obedient.

After staying in this school for a long time, Ran Zhi'an also found that nearly half of the students in this school are thorns with various problems, but Fang Jiu... such a good boy, why did he send him to be reformed?

He really couldn't figure it out.

Even if you want to get rid of the problem of social fear, you can't send it here, right?

Aren't you afraid to bully other people's cubs into more problems?

Ran Zhian felt that although he was still a beautiful young man in his prime, he had the mentality of being a father prematurely.

This soft character, worry ah.

When Ran Zhian felt that his hairline had moved up by a millimeter, he found something was wrong in the class.

The cause was the student sitting obliquely in front of him.

That student can be said to be the most rebellious student in class 702. He doesn't listen to lectures in class, doesn't do homework after class, hangs around all day long, and even talks back to the teacher...

Now, under Ran Zhian's horrified gaze, the student who had reached the peak of his rebellious period began to write his homework stroke by stroke.

What's even more frightening is that they are basically right.

I started to raise my hand to speak in class, and I was able to keep up with the teacher's thinking, and my grades rushed to the top of the class like crazy.

Ran Zhi'an couldn't figure it out, this man was just called out by the teacher to talk about his heart for a day, and he seemed to be a different person after he came back.

Is the teacher a Buddha?A meal of exhortation to make the prodigal son return to gold?

No MLM organization can brainwash you.

But this is just the beginning.

He found that more and more students in class 702 have become "good students" like the thorny head. They listened carefully, worked hard, learned from one example, and their grades were among the best. Some students even spent time between classes and evening breaks to develop a course Even a few hobbies.

Ran Zhian only felt his scalp go numb.

"It's a good thing that they study hard. You don't have to frown every day." The current tablemate Fang Jiu poked his face seriously, "You should smile more."

"I can't laugh, never mind—"

Looking at Fang Jiu's worried eyes, Ran Zhi'an silently swallowed the word "your father" back into his stomach. He always felt that this was a bit bad for the children: "Leave me alone."

"But we come to school to learn, and that's what parents expect."

Ran Zhian didn't know how to explain to him the uneasiness in his heart, so he could only show him a flamboyant smirk, and a pair of small canine teeth froze: "Okay, I laughed."

Fang Jiu: ...

It's really perfunctory.

Ran Zhi'an was still absent-minded. He remembered that sometimes he looked at those fleeting black shadows outside the window, and his uneasiness became more and more intense.

It wasn't until the next day that he heard that the top floor of Zhishan Building was on fire.

It is said that a student named Zhao Xian did not escape from the flames.

At that time, the media came and reported.Everyone is saying Mr. Zhao is dead.

But rumors are rumors, and they were quickly dispelled. Zhao Xian, from class 703 next door, appeared in his class intact a few days later.

And got better grades.

"Isn't he dead?" Ran Zhian lowered his voice and asked his deskmate.

"No, where did you hear the rumor?"

"No, didn't the media come? They also reported his death."

Ran Zhian's front desk heard their whispers, and turned his head: "I haven't been to the media, you must remember it wrong."

The conversation came to an abrupt end here.

About another month later, the teacher happily announced the news to the class, and his tone was full of envy: "Zhao Xian, a classmate from class 703 next door, has successfully skipped a grade and graduated, everyone must work hard!"

Jumping a grade, graduating... These words have become a longing in everyone's mind, and they have also been talked about by students for a long time.

Ran Zhian only felt a chill in his heart.

That night when he went back to Zhishan Building to pick up things, someone passed by the window, and he subconsciously hid behind the table to block himself. He remembered clearly that someone lifted a white cloth-covered white cloth from the top floor. corpse.

If that corpse was Zhao Xian, then who was it that was sitting in the classroom some time ago?

Is there really something wrong with his memory?

He just didn't dare to think about it.

Just like that, it was the monthly exam again.

His mind was a mess, and he couldn't remember what he wrote on his paper.

But after the results came out, Ran Zhian's face was full of capitalized "stupid".

His result this time was actually in the top three in the class.

Contrary to him, his deskmate Fang Jiu has always been at the top of the class, but this time he was in a mess and became the bottom of the class.

"It seems that your outstanding student has stabilized this time." Fang Jiu was still a little shy even after being at the same table for a year, "This time I'm going to take a picture and post it on the bulletin board!"

Facing Fang Jiu's bright eyes, Ran Zhi'an felt a little ashamed for no reason.

He was completely deluded, maybe it was the eruption of the small universe, and the possession of the Emperor Ou, right?

There were people coming and going in the stairwell, Fang Jiu dragged Ran Zhian to find his place with great interest.

"Let's go, it's too embarrassing."

Ran Zhian's toes were about to dig out three rooms and one living room on the ground.

"I see you!" Fang Jiu, who has always been timid, pointed to a position on the bulletin board uncharacteristically, "There you are!"

At that time, Fang Jiu's eyes seemed to have stars, and he called out Ran Zhian's full name seriously: "Before you graduate, you must be very good, very good. You are very smart, don't play anymore."

Fang Jiu often said this kind of warning, and Ran Zhian was used to it.

But this time was obviously different. It was the first time he heard Fang Jiu so serious, as if he had predicted some unpredictable future in advance.

Unknown premonition experience.

Fang Jiu did not come to class the next day.

Ran Zhian went to ask the teacher, and the teacher said that he had asked for leave and was receiving treatment outside the school.

Because once you enter this school, you can't leave easily, so even after a year of acquaintance, Ran Zhian never thought of exchanging contact information with Fang Jiu.

The feeling of uneasiness was getting heavier and heavier, covering his heart like a dark cloud.

As usual, Yiyang finished the class casually. Before leaving, the teacher told them to hold a meeting in the auditorium at [-]:[-] p.m.

Ran Zhi's heart was beating like a drum, he felt as if he had vaguely touched some terrible secrets that seemed to be sealed in the abyss.

This terrible and ominous sense of horror eventually became a nightmare picture that he will never forget.

This is the first time he came to the auditorium again after a year. This time, a luxurious stage was built in the auditorium. A lot of steel supports were built directly above the stage, which was blocked by a huge red flannelette. Adjust the lighting, it looks low-key, luxurious and classy.

"Students are welcome to participate in this performance." The principal stood on the stage holding a microphone, and Ran Zhi'an recognized him at a glance, "This performance took a lot of effort from the school, I hope everyone likes it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and opened the curtain. A dozen ropes of different lengths hung down from the tall steel frame, and there was a looper at the end of each rope.

It looked like the scene of the gallows.

Ran Zhian's heart sank again and again.

The anxiety that was almost burning in his heart was getting heavier and heavier.

Several students were pressed and pushed to this side from the high steel frame directly above the stage, and there was an uneasy commotion among the students sitting in the auditorium.

The principal stands in front of the looper:

"These students are the worst group of students since our school was founded."

"They are trying to destroy the school and everything here. Such scum should not exist in the world, so, students—"

The headmaster's tone is beyond doubt:

"Let us judge these sinners together!"

"It's against the law!"

"How can you arbitrarily decide the life and death of others?"

"Call the police! Quick! Call the police!"

The students exclaimed in uneasiness. They were all flowers in the greenhouse, and they had never seen such a terrible scene.

"It's useless, students—" the headmaster couldn't hide his arrogance, "Here, I am the law."

"let's start."

He announced an order lightly.

The steel frame slowly rose until it was level with the students. Behind the students, the teacher roughly pulled the rope and put it around the necks of each student.

The angry exclamation sounded louder and louder.

"Everything is quiet!"

The principal scolded impatiently, and the auditorium was instantly silent.

All the students were sealed off by an unknown force. They couldn't move, they couldn't speak, and they weren't even allowed to close their eyes.

Ran Zhian only felt his heart beating faster and faster, and his mouth smelled bloody. Even though it was far away, he recognized that there was a student inside, and it was clearly Fang Jiu who the teacher said had asked for leave!

Fang Jiu will die!

He had never had such a clear and terrified cognition.

After the students on the seats were sealed off, there was a small commotion on the steel frame where the students were standing. Unfortunately, this weak resistance was suppressed in a short while. .

The students are put on the rope one by one.

"This is not a real school, this is a consciousness experiment!"

When the students were about to be pushed off the stage, Ran Zhian was not as shy as before when he heard Fang Jiu's shout: "We are living people! Not experimental subjects!"

He also heard the voices of other students:

"Don't be fooled by them!"

"We're going to work together to escape—"

All the words came to an abrupt end in the next moment, they were pushed down, and the looping became a deadlock.

A dozen or so students were struggling in the air like broken flags.

The headmaster stood before them, admiring their desperation.

"Don't worry, your sacrifices won't be worthwhile." His smile was full of malice, "The world is under my control. Isn't it easy to erase their memories?"

"You guys are overthinking yourself."

The principal lifted part of the restraint. Although the students below were still unable to move, they were able to speak.

Weeping and cursing rang out.

"The student in the fifth row, your mouth is too dirty." The principal frowned, and a force swept the student he was talking about out of thin air.

"My parents won't let you go!"

The person who was brought to the front of the stage was stunned, his face full of reluctance and disgust.

"Oh?" The principal smiled indifferently, "Unfortunately, your parents won't care, you are just one of the many failures."

The student's blood splattered on the red flannel, smearing a large pool of dark color.

"There are a few others over there, let's deal with them together."

On the red flannel, dark flowers bloomed one after another.

It was a one-sided massacre.

Bloody and scary.

Ran Zhi'an stared intently, even though he could speak, his throat seemed to be stuffed with something, and he couldn't make a sound.

The hanging figure had already occupied his entire sight and mind.

"Before you graduate, you must be very good and very good. You are very smart, don't play anymore."

At that time, he felt something was wrong, why didn't he ask?

Why didn't he ask?

Is it because he subconsciously felt that such a gentle and shy Fang Jiu would not do anything out of the ordinary?

Ran Zhi'an thought sadly, even if he found out, it would only be one more person to die, and the result would not change a single bit.

There were cries all around him. Apart from shock, panic and fear, how many people's cries were because the rabbit died and the fox was sad, and things hurt their kind?

The principal seemed to have enjoyed enough of this farce. He clapped his hands and said, "Go back, you won't remember anything when you wake up tomorrow."

Ran Zhian had a very long dream.

He woke up from the dream, pajamas drenched in cold sweat.

After waking up, the things in the dream were blurred, but he still remembered the intense sadness and resentment in the dream.

So strong, it seemed like a tsunami that was going to swallow people up.

Someone is knocking on the door.

Ran Zhian slowly climbed down from the ladder and opened the door.

Fang Jiu stood outside the door.

"Class is about to start, I see you haven't moved yet, come and take a look."

Ran Zhian nodded stiffly and mechanically.

He didn't know how he responded afterwards, he just slid slowly to the ground after closing the door.

Not right, everything is not right.

Obviously Fang Jiu's tone and demeanor did not change, but he just had an inexplicable certainty that it was not Fang Jiu.

But, who is that not Fang Jiu?

Ran Zhian's eyes were blank.

This is what Fang Jiu said yesterday.

Ran Zhian subconsciously remembered this sentence.

He didn't realize that he subconsciously regarded Fang Jiu yesterday and Fang Jiu today as two different individuals.

In a daze, he saw the black shadow outside the window again.

He stumbled and ran to the floor-to-ceiling window, always feeling that the flashing black image was very human.

The school life was still as peaceful as before, but Ran Zhian and Fang Jiu gradually drifted apart.

Ran Zhian's grades are getting better and better, and the conversation between him and his deskmate is getting less and less.

At first, the classmates around them thought they were having an awkward situation and often tried to persuade them to make peace, but then all the classmates began to vaguely feel that something was wrong, and everyone was busy studying, so no one paid attention to them.

In this way, another year passed, and several outstanding students in Class 702 graduated ahead of schedule.

They left on the same day. During the farewell ceremony, Ran Zhian slipped out quietly. He wandered aimlessly in the campus, and somehow wandered to the canteen. There was a dense forest on the right side of the front door of the canteen. , He found a secluded path in the woods, and walked along that path until he entered an underground cave. The steps were covered with moss, and he would fall if he didn't pay attention.

Fortunately, when he came out, he thought the ceremony would be very late, so he brought a mini flashlight.

When the cave comes to an end.The first thing that catches the eye is the dead tree roots criss-crossing on the rock wall, like dormant snakes in the dim light.The weak light is slightly downward, and there are bones on the ground.

The auditorium, the performance, the scarlet curtain, the cries...all the lost memories come back at this moment.

He remembered everything.

The flashlight fell to the ground, illuminating a blank stare.

With so many bones, does one...belong to that shy Fang Jiu?

How much courage do you need to face death?

He was obviously so afraid of pain that he didn't dare to speak loudly, but he was the first person to resist.

"I think people will turn into butterflies after death, and the place where they are buried is called "Butterfly Township."

This is what Fang Jiu told him in a small chat.

He now has a wonderful sense of identity, people are like butterflies, beautiful, fragile and short-lived.

"Do you remember too?"

Ran Zhian sat down on the ground, he slowly raised his head, and a few people came out from the depths of the cave where the flashlight couldn't shine.

The person in charge walked in front of him, and Ran Zhian saw his embarrassed figure full of tears in his eyes.

"It's useless to cry. Every bone you see now is the corpse of those who resisted the students."

"Their sacrifices are not useless. As long as there are people alive, there will be people who will resist."

Even though they were wearing the same school uniform, they were stronger and braver than Ran Zhi Anjue.

It was a joyous celebration outside, and there were no worries on everyone's faces, only dreams and longings, and they sat among the corpses, discussing the way forward without seeing the future.

At this time, Ran Zhi'an didn't know that those people he knew who were braver and more determined than him would fall in front of him one by one on the way forward.

First, the leader disappeared without a sound, and the way he looked at them became strange.

Everyone knows that he was replaced.

Each of them has several substitutes. If they are not good enough and fail to meet a certain standard, they will be destroyed, and then they will be replaced with an identical person to take over their lives.

They are not the only ones, they can be replaced at any time, just like writing a program, if the program is really not working, just destroy it and start over to write a more satisfactory one.

And just the beginning.

The second person also disappeared. Ran Zhian still remembered that it was a girl who liked to wear a high ponytail. She was very vigilant and helped them avoid danger several times.

The third person disappeared. He was a taciturn child who liked to draw. He was the youngest among them. He once gave Ran Zhian two paintings.

One was a slain butterfly, finely drawn, with gold borders on its wings.

The other is the scene of the auditorium, the stickman painted with blue and white paint stands on the top of the curtain, the black lines indicate downward, and there are several circles behind the curtain, on which stickman hangs, and the stickman is painted With black and white paint.

This is the massacre scene in the Great Hall.

Black and white paint is like a tribute that not many people think about.

"Even if we are fragile like butterflies, we can always see the light. As long as there is one person who can remember, the resistance will not stop."

Ran Zhian carefully folded these two paintings and put them in the huge underground cave.

The fourth person disappeared, and the fifth person also disappeared...

Ran Zhian once went back to that bloody auditorium, and it was also a place he didn't want to recall.

On the brown chair, he saw a lot of nicks.

For example, on the side of the fourth seat in the second row of the first group, someone drew a picture with a ballpoint pen, a cuboid with a fork, a torn stickman, and a knife stuck in the stickman's chest , The blade of the knife is complete, but the handle is blurred, and the brush is very light and shallow.

This is the painting style of Rong Yu who likes silence, he knows it.

On the armrest of the No. 12 seat in the sixth row of the first group, there is a number 59 with a cross, which means it is unqualified.

There is a square frame engraved on the back of the seat of the tenth seat in the fifth row of the third group. One hand occupies almost the entire frame, and there is a mouth smiling on the back of the hand. It is the headmaster who covered the sky with one hand...

He saw the traces left by many rebels.

Many of these people who dared to resist are no longer there, their identities were replaced by the same people, and they died without a name.

He also found a school uniform thrown in a corner on the steel frame, it was stained with blood, and there was a small note in the pocket, which was written by Fang Jiu.

[The dead can never come back to life, but I hope that death can be meaningful, not an unprincipled sacrifice. 】Ran Zhian looked at the school uniform, blood came out from his palm.

He wrote word by word on the inside of the school uniform in blood:

He finally knew what the black shadow that often flashed by outside the window was, it was the resentment left over from the consciousness that was confirmed as unqualified.

Sometimes he also wondered if there would be Fang Jiu in those resentments, and sometimes he felt that someone as gentle as Fang Jiu would not appear in these resentments.

Later... More and more people disappeared.

Finally it was Ran Zhian's turn.

At that moment, he was extremely calm, just a little regretful.

But to his surprise, he didn't fall into an eternal sleep.

He turned into another person——Bi Zhou.

When he woke up, there was a note on the desk:

[I can't be as brave as you, but I don't want me to become a puppet that causes trouble for you, you can take over my identity, go forward, don't look back.The future I can't see, I'm counting on you. ] At this time, with the efforts of these rebels, they can already control part of the things in this conscious world.

Ran Zhian disappeared, and Bi Zhou took his place.

Later, Bi Zhou disappeared and Yan Xu took his place.

And later... Yan Xu also disappeared, and Ran Zhian just changed from one identity to another. Sometimes he would think, is he really Ran Zhian?Maybe he is not, he is Bi Zhou, he is Yan Xu, he is Liu Junhan...

This conscious world has four areas, the first area is "Anubis", the second area is "Gluttony", the third area is "Buzhou Mountain", and the fourth area is "Olympus".

He is in these four districts, he can be anyone.

The long-term identity change has made his heart harder and harder. He can watch his allies disappear in front of him indifferently. He can resell the information of his friends in exchange for a more efficient counterattack at a lower cost. An excellent student, but secretly erodes the control of the conscious world bit by bit...

He said that one day those people will regret it.

He was too tired to walk this road.

He also sometimes thinks that when he gains more than half of the world's control, he will destroy the world.

But that can only severely damage their consciousness, and cannot guarantee complete destruction. Outside the world of consciousness, they can still change their identities and continue to live freely.

He was not reconciled.

He began to try to return from the world of consciousness. There were two doors in Agnes. Those who succeeded entered heaven, and those who failed entered hell.

Those who enter hell will disappear, and those who enter heaven will return to the real world.

He was exploring in the real world. Even though many allies went back with him to buy time for him in each batch, he still couldn't live long, and he would be killed on the spot as a dangerous defective product.

Once he was killed, the consciousness of the experimental subject had not completely disappeared, and he entered a very mysterious state, floating in the air, watching those people drag him to enter the password, enter an underground passage, and then send him into the In a silver-white metal frame with a diameter of about one meter, there are many invisible human-shaped objects inside.

There is a "butterfly town" in the conscious world, so this should be the "butterfly town" in the real world, right?

"It's almost full."

"Are you sure they are all abandoned experimental subjects?"

Through the thick glass, he vaguely heard someone asking outside.

"Okay, remove the freezer, it can be incinerated."

How ridiculous, such inhumane experiments are carried out in this silver-white laboratory, but outside the laboratory is a real school with bright and clean windows, covering up the filth behind them.

And all that happens is that someone wants a perfect "child" who has excellent grades, is filial to his parents, is fluent in dealing with others, is brilliant and proficient in everything, and will not have any unsatisfactory shortcomings.

And they never had a choice.

He has gained most of the control over this conscious world, trapped the consciousness of the principal and those teachers who have done evil things here, suffered what they once suffered, and paid for their sins.

etc.