Chapter 2: Entering the School "Welcome, Ms. Dongfang."...
Just two seconds later, Si Ling felt the suction in front of her suddenly disappear, and a powerful thrust came from behind, pushing her out from the other end of the vortex.
At the same time, an emotionless announcement voice rang in her ears: "Wee to the Cross-Realm Contract Bureau."
The English words were followed by Chinese: "Welcome to the Cross-Border Contract Hall."
As the announcement sounded, everyone in the hall looked at her.
Before she arrived, some ghosts were going through border procedures. Most of them were Chinese who died overseas.
In fact, according to the current rules, it is not impossible for them to reincarnate directly in the West, but a considerable number of them have never set foot in the Porcelain Country in their entire lives, but they still have a stronger sense of cultural identity with the Porcelain Country in their hearts, which means that they must go to Fengdu City to reincarnate.
Satan had to set up an independent department for this purpose, which would be open for one month every five years to handle the transit procedures for the Chinese who passed away during these five years, so that they could truly "return to their roots."
Now happened to be the time to go through this procedure. The ghosts waiting to cross the border suddenly saw an oriental face coming from the opposite side, and they looked at each other in confusion for a moment.
"...Hello?" A fiery red hellish monster with a long, thin tail, dressed in a blue overalls, approached Si Ling and asked her in standard London English, "Ma'am, are you in the wrong place?... Ah, do you speak English?"
Then it switches to French: "We can also communicate in French." Then it switches again: "German too?"
Si Ling thought for a moment and replied in Spanish: "Un poco de todo." (I know a little bit.)
After saying this, she raised the customs clearance document in her hand under the other party's surprised gaze and said: "I'll go through the entry procedures."
"Ok..." The staff led her to a window not far away.
This window was specifically for immigration procedures. Since China didn't accept immigrants, green cards were difficult to obtain. Very few Westerners had died in China, and the staff were so idle they wanted to be reincarnated. Suddenly, seeing someone coming to handle paperwork, they were inevitably a little excited. They excitedly took the documents Si Ling handed over, "Wooow, is this an invitation letter personally issued by Satan and Lucifer?"
He looked at the unremarkable Oriental female ghost in front of him with curiosity, and slammed a seal symbolizing the Western Hell: "Welcome, Oriental Lady."
"Thank you." Si Ling took back the pass and glanced at the seal casually: 666①...
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Passing through a European-style ghost gate, Si Ling entered the confines of the Western Hell. She fished out the talisman Xie Bian had given her from her wallet and burned it outside the ghost gate, away from the trees. The surrounding scenery suddenly twisted and deformed as the talisman burned, ripping it into a chaotic mess of colors.
After a few seconds, the chaotic colors froze into "colorful black" and then quickly distorted again.
First, the black gradually became brighter, and then some lines were outlined in it. Si Ling could vaguely distinguish the style of European architecture. When it became clearer, she further saw that it was a magnificent ancient castle - it should be her real destination, Hohenzollern Castle.
Hohenzollern Castle is actually not in the Western Hell, but in the world of the living, located in the southern part of Hans Country, and is as famous as Neuschwanstein Castle in Bavaria.
Unbeknownst to humans, when Hohenzollern Castle was recently rebuilt in the mid-19th century, Lucifer, commissioned to establish a ghost academy in the mortal world, chose it as the site. He used his immense magical powers to construct a barrier within Hohenzollern Castle, creating a parallel dimension separating humans from ghosts. This allowed Lucifer to adopt any interior structure he liked and modify any unsatisfactory aspects during the construction of the barrier, achieving twice the result with half the effort.
When everything finally took shape, Si Ling was already in the courtyard of Hohenzollern Castle. She turned around, and behind her was a tall wall and a heavy metal gate, and in front of her was the gate leading to the interior of the castle.
It was February, and Hohenzollernberg in Central Europe was on winter time. Fengdu City was seven hours behind. It was five in the afternoon, and the orange-red afterglow of the setting sun bathed the courtyard, blinding me.
Si Ling didn't stay in the yard for long. He walked into the door and the magnificent entrance hall came into view.
The lobby's ceilings were over twenty meters high. Si Ling wasn't sure if this was how anyone would see it, but she knew the decor they saw was definitely different from what she'd seen. Within Lucifer's barrier, the inner wall facing the main entrance was covered in traditional European-style murals depicting scenes of Hell. On either side of the lobby were two spiral staircases leading to the second floor. The staircases were made of stone, and the railings were carved with hideous demons from Hell.
"Hello, my ghost friend from the East." A deep and magnetic male voice interrupted Si Ling's thoughts. She turned her head and saw a man who looked to be in his thirties walking down the stairs on the right. "I am Lucifer."
This demon from Hell, who has frequently appeared in films and TV shows in recent years, appears to be a very gentlemanly figure. With a well-proportioned build, fair skin, a sharp-edged face, short, slightly curly blond hair, and gray-blue eyes, he looks less like a demon from Hell and more like a deity.
But his suit, from shirt to coat to tie, was all pure black. Si Ling had read in a book before coming here that this was a color that did not belong to the Western Paradise.
"Hello, Principal Lucifer." Si Ling walked towards him and couldn't help but look at him. "Can you speak Chinese?"
——Although it is much easier for ghosts to learn foreign languages than humans, and the higher their cultivation, the faster they learn, but the objective difficulty of Chinese still stops many people.
Lucifer said modestly: "Haha, a student from China enrolled here three years ago. I learned a little to facilitate communication." His pronunciation was very standard, but too rhythmic, almost like a poem recitation.
...Si Ling realized that the way he learned Chinese might be a bit strange. He probably watched a poetry recitation competition or something like that.
He made a "please" gesture and led Si Ling to the spiral staircase on the left side of the castle: "Let's go, let's simply handle the admission registration, then you can go to the dormitory to put down your things and eat first. Our cafeteria is a à la carte restaurant, so it's very convenient if you want to order Chinese food." After Lucifer finished speaking, the two of them had arrived at the stairs, and he gentlemanly carried the suitcase for Si Ling.
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As an invited "exchange student", Si Ling's admission procedures went smoothly. It only took her a few minutes to get her student ID for the advanced class.
After completing the formalities, Lucifer asked the goblin in charge of the dormitory to bring Si Ling to the room.
The room was for two people. Goblin introduced that her roommate was the "porcelain country student" that Lucifer had just mentioned, a jade pendant demon, but was currently taking the "execution of villains theory class" and was not in the room.
The gray-green goblin, with pointed ears and a hooked nose, wasn't particularly attractive, but his words were filled with compassion and kindness: "Poor girl, kidnapped from China by the British and taken to a museum. Her body is still on display at the Great British Museum, and her spirit can only travel within a radius of a thousand kilometers... I heard she used to run east like crazy, but each time she was dragged back to the museum, nearly losing her soul. In the end, she had no choice but to come to the Ghost Academy."
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Si Ling rested in the room for more than half an hour. When he vaguely heard the bell for the end of get out of class, he got up and went to the cafeteria.
The dormitory is a little farther from the cafeteria than the classroom, so when Si Ling walked into the cafeteria door, most of the students had already arrived.
Most of them had already heard of her arrival. Now that they saw her in person, the goblins from the lower and middle classes whispered to each other out of awe for the advanced class students. The other goblins from the advanced class mostly looked at her with scrutiny. One slightly plump Italian vampire whistled, "Aha! Another Eastern goblin! What will she bring this time? Pretentious background music or some innocuous spells?"
The vampires from various countries sitting with him burst into laughter. Si Ling turned her head indifferently and spoke in a clear and melodious voice: "First of all, I can understand Italian." After that, she turned to look at the ghost waiter at the front desk and smiled, "Secondly, I want pizza, one with pineapple and one with Oreo, and the Oreo one with marshmallows and chocolate sauce. Thank you."
"You..." The Italian vampire felt intolerably offended. He slammed the table, rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush towards Si Ling, but was held down by the vampires from other countries around him.
——We are all species that have lived for at least hundreds of years. It is shameful to fight over the taste of pizza.
"...Are you Si Ling?" A weak girl's voice sounded behind him. Si Ling turned around and saw the girl behind him with black hair and black eyes. She was wearing a jade-colored cross-collared skirt. Her hair was half-tied up in a simple bun, and the hairpin on the bun was also made of jade.
Si Ling guessed her identity: "You are the one in the British Museum..."
"Yeah." The girl nodded, walked to the nearby food window, took the two pizzas for Si Ling, and led her to the table in the corner. "My name is A Zhui, your roommate."
Ah Zhui had already ordered a bowl of beef noodles and placed the pizza tray on the empty seat across from her. Si Ling sat down with her and heard her sigh, "Don't mess with those Western monsters. We're the only two from China in this school. We can't afford to mess with them."
Ah Zhui continued eating his noodles while talking. Si Ling frowned. "The school rules that Bai Wuchang sent me say that although fighting is forbidden, the use of terror to suppress others is allowed. Can't Chinese terror scare them?"
"You know Bai Wuchang?!" Ah Zhui was surprised. Si Ling didn't explain much, only saying, "He is in charge of the exchange student matter."
"Is that so?" Ah Zhui nodded in understanding, then sighed again, "Well, Chinese-style horror can't scare them. On the one hand, it's the cultural difference, and on the other hand..." She smiled bitterly, "We are all powerful ghosts. They know it's difficult for us to cause actual harm to them, so they won't be afraid."
As Si Ling listened to her, he picked up the Oreo marshmallow pizza and took a bite. He could feel the Italian vampire's knife-like gaze from across several tables.
She savored the rich sweetness and laughed, "Who has the most say among these Western students?"
"Aimerick, Aimerick of the Usselian family, the distant cousin of the Italian vampire. But the Usselian family is the orthodox vampire nobles of Hans." A Zhui answered without hesitation, then shrugged. "The West cares about bloodline, and his father is a prince among vampires. He himself has the title of prince. Those Western students respect him very much."
Si Ling nodded with satisfaction: "Very good."
Ah Zhui was puzzled: "What's wrong? Why are you asking this?"
"Tsk." Si Ling took another bite of the irritating pizza in his hand, looked at her with a smile and said, "Azhu, have you heard of the American cockroach?"
Ah Zhui was stunned: "Huh?"
"In China, we call it the 'Southern Giant Cockroach,'" Si Ling said slowly. "It's not afraid of people at all. When it's pregnant, it can fly and pounce on people's faces. But if you ask how much actual damage it can cause, it won't, but that doesn't stop people from screaming when they see it."
Ah Zhui was even more confused after hearing this: "What do you mean?"
...Using giant cockroaches to scare off ghosts?
"What I mean is," Si Ling said with a smile on his face, "fear is fear, regardless of whether it can cause harm."
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【Notes】
①【666】is a symbol of Satan in the Western world (some time ago, foreigners who flocked to Xiaohongshu saw Chinese people using 666 everywhere and their worldviews were completely changed.
②【Hawaiian Pizza/Oreo Pizza】It is said that this thing is considered a heresy worthy of being burned at the stake in the eyes of Italians.
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