parasitic son

I am aware of the seriousness of the current situation.

First of all, I was seriously injured by a human stinky boy and almost disappeared. According to the current speed of self-correction, it will take 159 years to barely recover.

Secondly, I noticed that because of the explosion in my laboratory, many things were ejected to this remote planet like me and my knife.This one contains one of my favorites, a freeze-dried piece of Izel Alien.

While it says it's just a freeze-dried piece right now, I can't be sure when it will suddenly wake up.I admit, this is indeed a big trouble.Considering the infection spread speed of the alien sub-node, this means that this remote planet may fall into a crisis of biological extinction at any time.

This freeze-dried piece wasn't the only item being catapulted over.The explosion projected some of my other unsafe stuff along with it.

Again, I have a very important piece of thought in that brat's mind.In case the black box actually does something, that's the real disaster that even Ezel Alien has to stay behind.

After analyzing the current situation, I assigned Yan Zhen the next task—that is, to recover my lost collection.

Yan Zhen did not express any objection, but naturally, he asked me what collection was lost.Considering that our cooperation needs to have a basis of trust, it would be dangerous for me to reveal some lost collections to him.

"Dangerous?" Yan Zhen glared at me.

At this moment, in the theater in Yan Zhen's mind, I look like his own father, Yan An. Logically speaking, he should have shown obedience to my "father" appearance as before.But now, he just stares at me with sharp eyes, which is completely different from the previous childish look.

I suddenly have a feeling that if I don't handle it well, I will destroy the trust we have just built in the past two days.

So I made the point, these dangers are controllable, just believe me, you can control the situation...

"It's that we need to recover dangerous alien objects and maintain world peace, right?" Yan Zhen showed a childish smile in line with his age, and the sharp eyes just now seemed to be just an illusion.

The lively and lovely child's smile and the calm and sharp scrutiny will always appear on him in turn.I'm not sure which one is his real face.In any case, it is now clear to him that our cooperation is important to the security and peace of this planet.

"I see, I will inquire and collect information during this time." Yan Zhen said, "If I find anything, I will tell you."

【very good. 】

"Can you stop being like my father?"

[I think this look can effectively promote our communication. 】

"Tsk tsk." Yan Zhen walked a few steps in the theater in his head, and he said to himself, "This is in my head."

This is blatant nonsense, and I'm not denying it.

A soft sofa appeared behind him, and he sat on the sofa with satisfaction, "That means I can imagine anything in my mind."

Smart brat.

Sure enough, he looked at me, "Change for me!!"

My exterior was covered with a layer of fantasy glue, and countless translucent tentacled ego spread all over my body, and he was trying to turn me into an octopus that fit his imagination.But it's a pity that this kind of forced imagining in the brain is useless to me for top-level high-dimensional creatures. I got rid of the gelatin on my body, crushed the theater in his brain with a Yan'an giant three times the height, and shouted commands with high decibels. He, now, immediately, immediately goes to sleep!

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After a few days passed smoothly, Yan Zhen followed my instructions and took advantage of local resources to collect information from schoolmates and netizens.

The main direction of intelligence is abnormalities in social life.

In the beginning, many of them were oolongs and weird things made by local humans themselves, but soon I got really useful information.

This anomaly comes from Yan Zhen's school.

A classmate posted a post on a local forum titled "The telegraph pole in front of our school has moved!" "This poster also attached two comparison photos.

The classmate who took the photo lived opposite the school. These few nights when he had nothing to do, he took two photos in front of the window. A big slogan was written on the teaching building behind the roadside wall: "Education is the foundation of a century-old plan."The first pole on the side of the road is located on the left side of the word "year", and the second pole is located in the middle of the word "big".A front-to-back comparison is like a utility pole shifting position.

This post did not attract much attention, only three replies, the first reply: "Haha interesting." The second reply: "Of course the positions are different for different angles of view."

The third reply is that the poster angrily stated that he did not move the angle of view at all.

After Yan Zhen forwarded this information to me, I quickly did some research on the No. [-] Middle School of Yan Zhen's school, and quickly came to a conclusion.This is a valid message.

I said to Yan Zhen: 【It's not the poles that are moving. 】

"Oh, that's why his photo is fake."

[It is your school that is moving. 】

"..." Yan Zhen's eyes widened.

[Your school is advancing along this street. 】I said,【Now the daily moving speed is 25cm. 】

"Why is my school moving??"

【Yes.Next I need you to do one thing. 】I arranged a task for Yan Zhen.

After Yan Zhen listened to the task I gave him, he didn't immediately agree, but made a request instead.He thought that if this task was discovered, it would bring him a loss of reputation, and he asked me to give him security.

[You took my knife, there will be no security risks. 】

Yan Zhen rolled his eyes and said yes.

At night, this kid really brought me an accident.

He pulled his good friend Liu Xingquan over.

Faced with my questioning, "Liu Xingquan is my best friend." Yan Zhen replied confidently: "The knife is with Liu Xingquan. Liu Xingquan is my knife."

Although Liu Xingquan was a little confused, he showed complete trust in Yan Zhen.

Every time I think back to this time, I should realize that Yan Zhen was able to skillfully hide his true thoughts when getting along with me.Liu Xingquan's unexpected appearance is a clear proof.But arrogantly, I still ignored this.

Next, we get to work.

I gave hints to all the security guards and teachers who stayed in the school that night at No. [-] Middle School, telling them to sleep in the dormitory, and adjusted all the monitoring.

Even if Yan Zhen set fire to the school, no one would find out.

By the way, of course I will not let Yan Zhen set fire to the school.

What Yan Zhen and Liu Xingquan did was to change all the signs in each classroom.

Specifically, all the class signs of the six classes of the first grade on the third floor of No. 2 teaching building were changed to the first floor, and then all the class signs of the six classes of the second grade on the fourth floor were changed to the second floor. The signs of the other grades and classes were also left behind.

Yan Zhen was right to call Liu Xingquan here, he alone cannot complete these things in a short time.

They removed 38 class signs plus nine grade teacher office signs, as well as school department signage and replaced them all.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but when Yan Zhen and Liu Xingquan were doing these things, they seemed to be in high spirits.This class sign transposition operation lasted for more than two hours.

Finally, they came to the door of the principal's office. When Liu Xingquan took off the sign of the principal's office, he finally showed a normal student's attitude: "If we do this, we will be expelled."

"This is to save the school." Yan Zhen said, but he suffered retribution as soon as he finished his sentence.

Principal Wu suddenly appeared.The principal, who remembered that there were documents left in the office and unexpectedly appeared at the school at night, looked at Yan Zhen and Liu Xingquan gloomyly and shouted: "What are you two doing!!"

The two boys looked like they wanted to jump off the building and run away immediately.

Just before Principal Wu was about to unleash a thunderous wrath that would destroy the world, I got into his head and launched a violent mental attack on him.The poor principal fell unconscious on the spot.

Yan Zhen worriedly asked me if the principal would be okay.

I told him that Principal Wu would only think he was dreaming after waking up, and told him not to worry about it.

After everything was settled, Yan Zhen and Liu Xingquan withdrew from the scene.

On the second day, when Yan Zhen and Liu Xingquan came to the school, they unexpectedly found that all the class signs had returned to their original state.The prank he and Liu Xingquan played last night seemed like nothing happened.

"I'm starting to wonder if I was dreaming last night." Yan Zhen said to me, "Did Liu Xingquan and I do it for nothing?"

[No, your behavior confirmed my speculation. ] I said, I can confirm that the smart clay in my laboratory was ejected to the No. [-] Middle School. During the ejection process, they turned into extremely fine particles and merged with the No. [-] Middle School.

"What does it mean?"

[The Fourth Middle School now has its own consciousness. ] I said, 【Class division is a kind of self-identification. You disrupted the order of each class on a large scale last night. After a night of self-correction, it returned to the original status it identified. 】

"..." Yan Zhen said, "Are you saying that my school is alive??"

【If you feel that inorganic matter also has life. 】

"..." Yan Zhen said, "So why does it move?"

[I can't confirm now. 】I said that because of someone's blessing (accent) my thought sequence was incomplete, I can't communicate with this school now, and I can't understand why it is walking down the street.Pretty sure it's going to speed up behind it.

"If this goes on like this, when we are in the third grade, the No. [-] Middle School will leave our city by running!!" Yan Zhen said, "This is impossible!!"

【Um? 】

"The high school entrance examination in the neighboring province is too heavy!!" Yan Zhen emphasized.

I don't want to bother with this boy's education.But No. [-] Middle School did become conscious because of the explosive collection in my laboratory, and now only I can clean up this situation (I don't want the Eye of Supervision or the Security Committee to interfere at all).

There is no reason for the action, the fourth middle school must have its reasons for moving.Fortunately, the speed of the school's movement is still very slow, and no one has noticed so far.

I started to collect various municipal planning materials in this area, and the local humans did a pretty good job of sorting the files.After just one day of careful analysis, I got the results.

Opposite the end of the street of No. [-] Middle School, there is an old theater built at the same time as the old school building of No. [-] Middle School.The old theater was once converted into a cultural center.With the development of the times, it became a privately operated amusement hall more than ten years ago, and it has been closed due to poor management.Now the downstairs facade is rented out as a cheap furniture mall.

The latest news is that the old theater is about to be demolished, and the real estate developer will build a commercial building with a more design sense on the original site.

That night, I asked Yan Zhen to write an eloquent article titled "The Old Theater in My Memory." From his perspective, I recalled the fond memories of his childhood and the amusement hall of the old theater.

After posting it on the Internet, Yan Zhen mobilized his friends and netizens to forward and reply the post one after another.And I created a large army of robot trolls to stir up trouble on the Internet, publicizing the impending demolition of the old theater.After that, I quickly dug up some black material from real estate developers, and then used the robot navy to promote it to everyone in the city.Countless citizens are asking, why should such a building with historical value be demolished?

On the third day, the demolition of the old theater, which had been making a lot of noise, finally responded.Relevant departments have said they will suspend demolition and investigate possible violations of discipline by related companies.

That night, the No. [-] Middle School stopped advancing.

"It turned out that it wanted to see an old friend who was about to be demolished." Yan Zhen said.

The Old Theater and the No. [-] Middle School were built at the same time, and the two buildings have been facing each other for nearly a hundred years.Is it because of the feeling of reluctance at the same time?I can't confirm, it is also possible that they used the same building materials, the Fourth Middle School felt the crisis, and instinctively moved to the same building to solve the crisis.

Now there is one remaining question.

Principal Wu has been complaining of illness since I received the last mental shock and did not come to school.

I slipped into his brain at night.Unfortunately, I found that due to the serious damage to my thinking sequence function, I did not control the strength of the mental attack.The hair follicles on the top of his head are almost completely gone.

Principal Wu, who was looking in the mirror, held his head and howled continuously.

To that end, I made amends a little, I couldn't restore the hair follicles that I had destroyed out of control, but I did repair a suspicious shadow in him that might have deteriorated.If there are no accidents, Principal Wu should be able to die.

I decided not to tell Yan Zhen about this tragedy.