Chapter 023 First Lesson
When the senior schoolmate's delicate face came into view, Chen Xiao'er retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted.
It wasn't an action out of anger or fear, but simply a conditioned reflex after a human was touched by something that looked like a human yet wasn't.
Chen Xiao'er's pupils contracted slightly due to the strong feeling of inhumanity.
However, the moment the other person's fingers tightened slightly, both Xiao'er and the delicate yet distant woman in her eyes, who looked like a doll, underwent some changes at the same time.
There was silence in my ears, but some unusual ripples were rippling deep in my soul.
It was as if someone was looking in the mirror, touching their reflection, and then—pulling out a real wrist.
The silver-haired woman blinked. There was no blush on her face, but it was stained with a special light and shadow.
"I'm sorry, I was just worried you'd get hurt. I'm Zero from the student council. Were you bitten?"
"I'm sorry, I'm just worried you might get hurt. I'm Apostle Zero. Did the monster bite your skin?"
After the silver-haired girl spoke again, that inhuman feeling of alienation disappeared.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Chen Xiao'er's cheeks flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but take a deep breath. "What's going on? My heart is beating so fast? Is it because this senior is just... too beautiful?"
She quickly noticed that the name tag on the senior's chest read "Christie" and didn't have a student ID printed on it. So was the zero a special student ID or the senior's ID?
Xiao Ai cleared her mind, turned her head away and smiled shyly. "It's okay, Senior, I wasn't bitten."
Meow...meow.
The little gray cat was trying to crawl out stealthily with its back arched, but another senior student easily pinched the back of its neck and stuffed it into a cat bag.
Only then did Xiao'ai notice that there was more than one stranger around.
In addition to Ling and the senior who was catching cats with gloves, there were 4 or 5 seniors standing a little further away, about three meters away from them.
These students share striking similarities:
Both men and women are very tall, and almost all of them have supermodel figures with long arms and legs, broad shoulders and narrow hips. None of them is less than 1.8 meters tall.
Moreover, the hair and eye colors are all light, such as light gold, platinum, silver gray, silver blue, pure silver and even pure white.
Senior Zero stands out among the others, with her silver hair and ice-blue eyes, she looks like a fictional character.
But when she walked with this group of seniors, their styles were coordinated and consistent, and they looked like ordinary people with rough looks.
"Zero." The senior student carrying the cat bag had pure white long curly hair. She just called out to Zero, and Zero immediately straightened up and returned to the team neatly.
"Um, senior sister." Chen Xiao'er couldn't help but take a step forward, raised her hand and then retracted it.
"Please go ahead."
The expressions of the others were eerily cold, but Zero stood in the middle and responded gently, nodding slightly.
"Excuse me, are you members of the student council?"
"Yes, the Student Union has a wide range of responsibilities, so you'll run into us in many places."
"We are apostles, responsible for maintaining the safety of the academy. Please inquire with the bishops for details."
It really is the legendary student union, the student organization at the top of the academy in campus comics!
Xiao Ai looked at them curiously:
The student union at Taoli University is similar to the student union in anime. Even the members have the style of protagonists. It feels like they can have a frame and background just by holding a rose in their mouths, and they can even act in idol dramas without any makeup.
The student union might be really busy, Zero said, nodding politely, and then the whole team left the corridor in a scattered but coordinated pace, without leaving a trace of dust.
“Woof woof!”
They seemed to have caught another puppy around the corner, and the wailing of the puppies and kittens gradually faded away along with the footsteps of the seniors.
Chen Xiao'er took a few steps forward and couldn't help muttering to herself, "I don't know how to join the student union. Do I need to dye my hair..."
My height is definitely not up to standard, and dyeing my black hair silver or light blonde would be very troublesome.
"Don't even think about joining them. They are all seniors carefully selected by the school. They are super outstanding."
"Don't even think about joining them. They're apostles specially trained by the church. Even their emotions have been erased."
Lin Lang patted her shoulder and ran forward quickly: "Hurry up and go to class!"
"Okay... hey, wait for me--" Xiao'er was stunned for a moment, then ran after him.
…
"zero."
"yes."
"Your mood swings are abnormal." The woman with long pure white hair walked forward without looking back, each step being the same length.
"Yes, everything is back to normal now. The abnormal data has been uploaded." The ice-blue eyes were calm.
The team advanced silently, and they all found the reason at the same time.
Id1001, an individual named [Chen Xiao'er], possesses a superpower tentatively named [Reset]. They added a new entry for [Reset].
The color is gray, and the status is pending review.
[Superpower - Zero - Can exert influence on apostles, the specific extent is unknown, can temporarily activate the emotional module, the influence disappears if the distance is too far - presumably over 10 meters.]
…
Abnormal Foundation (1)
Professor Milo put down the chalk and raised his head to look at the freshmen who were sitting upright below.
They are so young, talented and full of vitality.
"Everyone, you are still very young, all geniuses selected from all over the world." Milo's glasses hid a hint of sadness. She said in an excited tone: "I know that most of you have learned the basics of anomalies, but as the motto on the cover of the Student Handbook-"
"Abnormality will kill us, and so will common sense." The students in the front row said in unison.
The professor nodded with a wry smile after they finished recounting the story. "Indeed, most people are killed by habit. According to conventional classification, anomalies can be divided into three categories: strange, weird, and bizarre. These can be further subdivided based on their lifelikeness—that is, their degree of anthropomorphism..."
The projector next to her automatically scrolled through the PPT filled with words, and the students listened quietly.
Aside from a few young men in bizarre attire who were clearly from the Borderlands or even further afield, no one else began writing. They knew this was the most basic of the basics, and the professor only touched on it briefly, for the main point was yet to come.
Sure enough, after Professor Milo briefly recounted the classification method, he changed the subject.
"However, these classifications are of little significance in actual combat. Over the past fifty years, as the radiation energy in the Abyss has become increasingly higher, the danger and variability of any anomaly, regardless of its type, has increased dramatically.
In other words, the old classification methods are used only for the convenience of recording and conveying. Unless there is no other way, do not follow the advice of ancient books to [classify] and handle exceptions.
She pulled two items from behind the podium: a retractable metal rod and a plastic-wrapped protective suit. In addition, a sniper rifle sat on the desk, the first thing everyone noticed from the start of class.
"When you see these things, what's the first thing that comes to your mind? No need to raise your hand, just say it."
When the professor asked this, the people below immediately responded in a flurry.
"Technology! Technology, magical objects, and superpowers can all deal with anomalies!"
"Equipment is very important. Now that the Abyss is radiating, we can't stay away from equipment even in a safe zone."
"We must work hard to train our superpowers and bodies so that we can become proficient in hunting anomalies."
Miroku waited until the students finished speaking before nodding with satisfaction. "You're all right—but what I want to say is, keep your distance. You must keep your distance from the abnormalities."
Everyone fell silent, some looked down at their hands, some looked confused.
After all, the church is the largest salvation organization, known as "the last light of salvation for mankind."
Taoli Academy provides them with food and lodging, free training, and rare items. They joined Taoli Academy with the same goal of "suppressing, utilizing, and dispelling anomalies and protecting the human flame." Why is it said to keep their distance?
"Staying alive is the most important thing. You are all human beings, the sparks of humanity."
Miroku's gloved fingers stroked the protective suit: "Protective suits or defensive artifacts can allow you to temporarily isolate the abnormal radiation physically. The telescopic rods of the protection dispersal and suppression technology can prevent you from direct contact with the abnormality during close combat.
The same goes for firearms—keeping your distance is the safest and most universal response.”
“…”
Clap, clap, clap, clap, the students applauded, but the applause soon stopped when Professor Milo made a downward gesture.
Their young faces were filled with tenacity and a little emotion. After all, everyone could hear that the professor hoped they could be more cautious and live longer.
But everyone knows that this is just an introductory statement at the beginning of the first lesson, a vaccination.
What Taoli College needs are brave people who can overcome all obstacles. The reason why the professor emphasizes caution is because everyone here has the courage to die.
The touching atmosphere gradually calmed down.
The professor quickly flipped through a few pages of the basic PPT behind her. She didn't read aloud, but just let the students who needed to take pictures by themselves.
She quickly turned to the part that she wanted to explain the most and that everyone needed to know the most.
Excavation ceremony.
To be precise, it is the chapter about "Reactivation of Ancient Dormitories" in the excavation ceremony.
The students had to grasp this knowledge point quickly, because in a few days they would personally participate in the excavation ceremony, bringing the [dormitory] out of the dust of historical debris and making it the main base for this class of students in the next few years.
They are the elite who reported in advance and are the warriors among the warriors.
As long as they can survive until the dormitory is successfully put into use, every participant will enjoy at least the treatment of a Class A student and form a combat team with outstanding seniors.
Of course, if you die, everything is lost. And the excavation ritual has a chance of failure. If it really fails...
"There are many risks involved in the excavation process. If the ritual fails, you'll be forced to share a dormitory with the C and D students from the previous class." Milo paused. "Because the previous class's ritual failed, even taking into account the massive elimination rate, you'll be sharing a dormitory with at least 12 people when you first enter."
The students' faces instantly darkened. Even without considering honor and student status, 12 people crammed into a tiny dormitory had already squeezed out all the living space!
No, you absolutely cannot fail.
After Milo finished sharing the discouraging information, he gently soothed, "Don't worry. Although the difficulty of successfully completing the ritual is increasing due to the accelerated spillover of Abyssal radiation, the school will bear most of the burden of reopening the ancient dormitory. Furthermore, due to the existence of the [Human History Book] and the [Principal's Motto], the risk of this ritual is the lowest of all excavation rituals."
"Most of the anomalies inside will be forcibly suppressed by the unique items provided by the school, reducing their anthropomorphism and malice. If you're careful and lucky enough, you won't even have to trigger a battle from beginning to end."
Professor Milo's comfort was very effective. Everyone knew that it was a kind of consolation. After all, the success rate of this ritual in the past was only 80%, and it usually resulted in about half a percent loss of personnel. No one expected to go smoothly all the way.
Suddenly, someone in the back row raised their hand and asked loudly, "But Professor, doesn't the manual say that certain anomalies with high anthropomorphism, high danger, and high Paster values can move freely in the Abyss, such as Devil Hunters, Overlords, and Guardians of Wonders?"
Everyone was silent. You guys, you are always bringing up things that are not related to the topic.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Professor Milo's laughter broke the silence. She laughed very brightly. "Highly anthropomorphic anomalies tend not to attack dangerous areas at will. For them, the excavation ritual site is a dangerous area, with the possibility of self-injury. Could it be that—"
She winked playfully, "Classmate, have you ever offended a vengeful devil?"
“Hahahahahahaha.”
Everyone burst into laughter and the classroom was filled with joy.
"Report, report~ Sorry, teacher, I'm late!"
When their laughter came to an end, a black-haired girl appeared at the back door and reported quietly, her round eyes twinkling.
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