Chapter 207 Chapter 207 Evil Thoughts Become Demons
By the time the first round of testing was over, it was already six in the afternoon and it was almost dark.
He Junxia stuffed two small French breads with fillings into her mouth. They were fragrant and sweet and tasted pretty good.
He looked at the students waiting for the second round of testing. Well, there weren't many of them, probably only a few hundred. Many of them sneaked away to have dinner and then sneaked back to the team.
He Junxia said nothing. If you don't follow the rules and try to be clever, you must be prepared to pay the price.
Inspiration value will fluctuate.
In other words, if two people have the same average inspiration value of 80, one person is well fed and well drunk when taking the inspiration test, while the other is still fasting.
People who are hungry are more likely to be detected with inspiration values above the average, while people who are well fed may only have inspiration values of 78 or 79.
The Inspiration Detector will only issue a prompt when the Inspiration Value is greater than or equal to 80. It's no exaggeration to say that whether or not the Inspiration Detector issues a prompt can change a person's life.
The government did not make this news public because they were worried that crazy parents would starve their children in order to get higher inspiration values, and because the starvation method was only effective for people whose average inspiration values were between 78 and 81.
After all, when inspiration testing was first started, there were cases where parents believed in folk remedies from decades ago and injected their children with chicken blood on their own, causing the children to go into shock and die.
So much so that a few days before the inspiration test, school teachers and the Education Bureau would repeatedly remind parents not to believe in folk remedies and give their children random supplements.
Of course, in order to keep students in good condition, the local education bureau will ask schools to stop evening and morning self-study five days in advance to give students more rest time.
I just don’t know how many students get enough sleep.
"The first team comes in."
He Junxia looked at Wu Shenglan and said, "Student Wu, you stay in the last group."
Wu Shenglan nodded.
Although she didn't understand Teacher Song's intention of leaving her as the last pair, she believed that Teacher Song was such a good person and would not harm her.
The inspiration tests of the first and second teams were mediocre, but there was a little surprise during the test of the third team.
"The girl with the black glasses, second from the fifth row on the right, has an inspiration value of 80. Come over and register."
The girl who was called looked up blankly, her heart suddenly beating faster, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
The crowd exclaimed in unison. They didn't expect that someone's inspiration value would meet the standard in the second test. The students watching immediately regretted their decision.
Wu Shenglan's heart skipped a beat.
She thought about the special feeling she had when she took her first inspiration test, and couldn't help but start to hope that she was also a fish that slipped through the net.
Ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.
After testing several teams in a row, the inspiration detector no longer issued any prompts, as if the girl whose identity information had just been recorded was just their illusion.
Wu Shenglan's heart sank.
She smiled helplessly. If the probability of a high-inspiration result in the second test was very high, the government would probably only arrange one test.
Besides, the greatest luck I have had since I was born is that I have a mother who loves me. It’s good enough if I don’t get into trouble with bad luck in other aspects.
Wu Shenglan tried hard to keep calm.
It’s okay. Only a very small number of people are highly inspired. I have my own way out and I’m not necessarily worse than them.
"The last team comes up."
He Junxia opened the bottle of mineral water and drank several sips. He was exhausted and his spiritual power was almost exhausted.
Fortunately, the fresh air released by the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron nourishes my body and replenishes my spiritual power, otherwise I might not be able to hold on.
After everyone entered the red line, He Junxia skillfully activated the inspiration detector and guided the students to hold their breath and concentrate, resonating with the colorful light shrouding their heads.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Wu Shenglan's face suddenly turned very ugly. She opened her eyes and breathed deeply, but the amount of air entering her body continued to decrease, as if an invisible hand was strangling her throat.
"Teacher Song, help, help."
She tried to send out a cry for help to the outside world, which sounded deafening to herself, but she didn't realize that her voice was as weak as a mosquito's hum, so small that it was pitifully small.
But He Junxia still heard it
Or maybe he had been paying attention to the girl's every move from the beginning and had already noticed something was wrong.
"Concentrate and calm your mind."
He Junxia placed the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron in the girl's hand, and wisps of invisible black air were absorbed by the spiritual weapon. Wu Shenglan's breathing calmed down and her complexion looked much better.
"Um?"
He Junxia pinched his fingers and tapped the girl's brow with one hand, and a steady stream of profound energy flowed into her body, dispelling the lingering evil spirits bit by bit.
Suddenly, a small and exquisite mirror fell into the girl's palm, and she tried hard to push the bronze tripod down.
Wu Shenglan came back to her senses from her shock. She looked down at the small mirror that suddenly appeared in her hand, and her expression went blank for a moment.
He Junxia smiled and said, "Congratulations on becoming an awakener."
The girl's thoughts returned from far away, big tears rolled down her cheeks, and a choked sound came out of her throat.
"I am the Awakened One, I am the Awakened One?"
Wu Shenglan couldn't believe it for a moment. She asked herself and others over and over again. It took her a long time to calm down.
She wiped the tears from her cheeks with a smile, her voice still a little choked up: "Teacher Song, thank you."
If Teacher Song had not been willing to give her another chance, she might never have become an awakener.
He Junxia's mood was not very good.
If it wasn't him who came to this school for testing, or if he hadn't noticed Wu Shenglan's abnormality, what kind of disaster would an awakened person with human thinking and parasitized by demonic energy bring?
How many more people will lose their lives in this disaster?
This matter must be reported as soon as possible.
But the problem was how to report it. He couldn't just say that he discovered that the evil energy was parasitizing the high school students and then used the bronze tripod to absorb the evil energy.
No one would believe that.
Besides, he didn't want to be a professional demonic energy absorber, and this matter also had a serious impact on Wu Shenglan himself.
Being chosen by the evil spirit to be the host, regardless of whether the person is good or bad, there is definitely an extremely emotional side to his nature.
He Junxia didn't want the girl to be looked at strangely and go down a path of no return. That was a man-made disaster that shouldn't have happened - the child was not bad by nature, she just needed some positive guidance.
Just as He Junxia was thinking about countermeasures, the students waiting for the inspiration test became a little impatient and couldn't help but urge, "Teacher Song, let's start quickly."
Perhaps it was Wu Shenglan's sudden awakening that stimulated them, and everyone couldn't wait to become the next awakener.
He Junxia raised her eyes and said, "All students who registered for the second round of testing have completed the test. Meng Leshan, Jian Fu, you two should put away the equipment."
"ah----"
The students who hadn't been tested yet were reluctant and felt a little aggrieved. Although they hadn't registered, they had waited in line for so long.
"Teacher Song, you are such a kind person, please help us test it again."
"Please, Teacher Song."
…
The voices of pleas kept coming, but He Junxia paid no attention to them. Opportunities were limited, and only reserved for those who were prepared.
For example, the female classmate whose inspiration value was exactly 80, she was a student in Class 3 of Grade 3, and she had already finished the test and left.
But when she learned she could take the test again, she immediately asked her teacher for leave and rushed to register and wait. Even if she had eaten dinner or a snack during the test, she might not have gotten an inspiration score of 80.
He Junxia turned around and said, "Student Wu, come with us to dinner and call your parents to ask them to come to school."
"I have something to discuss with you."
Given Wu Shenglan's current condition, He Junxia was worried about leaving her alone. It would be troublesome if the evil spirit came back at any time.
The girl nodded shyly, her eyes showing her excitement and excitement. Her mother would definitely be proud of her.
However, after hearing what Teacher Song said in the private room of the restaurant, Wu Shenglan was stunned.
"Why me?"
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