Chapter 157 Uneasy Heartbeat
Two days passed in a flash, and Chen Xiao'er walked out of the bathroom dragging a towel and lazily lay down on the bed.
"Huh~ It's PE class again."
She had already adapted to the intensity of physical education classes, but she didn't expect that they would be physical education classes for two consecutive days. As a result, she had to force herself to go through with a bandaged head.
Crash.
The bathroom was filled with the sound of water, and it was Zheng Lu's turn to take a shower.
Chen Xiao'er turned over and looked next door: Lin Lang had not come back yet. Her physical education performance was very good, so she had to stay after school with the top students for intensive training.
As for Ling... She glanced at the upper bunk, then huddled into the quilt with a sigh: Senior has been very busy lately, let alone being indifferent to me, there's not even a chance for a good chat.
Go to sleep. Go to sleep.
It's only 8:30 p.m., but I'm exhausted after a full day of gym class. I have to get up at 6 a.m. tomorrow for exercise, so I better go to bed early.
Chen Xiao'er closed her eyes and began counting sheep.
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...target.
In my mind, the lamb jumped over the fence and turned into a straw target. Three gunshots rang out, and the target exploded into pieces. Then there was the scene of the sharpshooter Sun Yu wielding a sniper rifle in victory.
Wow...my only strength can't even compare to hers.
What are you comparing yourself to? Stop imagining things. There will always be people in this world who are more talented and work harder than you. That's normal.
Chen Xiao'er turned over and forced herself to think about something else.
Sheep... I don't want sheep. Sheep are jumping around, and my long jump result is so bad.
The tragic scene of falling into the sand pit and landing upside down while long jumping yesterday morning came to my mind.
Horse, vaulting horse. Then she thought back to the steeplechase yesterday afternoon. The running was fine, just finishing last, but then she had to vault halfway through. That pommel horse was over two meters high!
Although the teacher specifically allowed her to climb over the pommel horse, she forced herself to imitate her classmates and run up to the ground, and then - with a bang, she was knocked unconscious.
Fortunately, there was a bandage to cushion it, otherwise there would be two lumps on one head. If you paint it black, you can cosplay as a giant panda.
Chen Xiao'er's expression became more and more painful. She swallowed her saliva, and the sore wrist reminded her of her experience this morning.
She thought the limits of physical education were rock climbing, skydiving, and at most a marathon. But her physical education teacher taught her, through practical actions, what it meant to be "too young and too naive."
When she finished warming up and gathered with her classmates on the playground, Instructor Joshua asked each of them to take a shovel and dig a hole.
It's not the small hole you dig for planting trees, but a hole dug in the hard ground that is large enough for an adult to squat with their head in their hands, with a time limit of one hour.
Chen Xiao'er dug until her fingers blistered before she finally found a place to step, but of course she failed. Then she and her classmates had to build blocks using tables and chairs.
The instructor asked them to use common furniture to build a platform that is as high and stable as possible, with a time limit of 20 minutes.
It wasn't over after we finished building it. It was almost time for lunch, and the instructor said, "First, you have to stack on the platform. You have to hold it together for 10 minutes before you can eat."
"Wuwuwu." Chen Xiao'er whimpered in pain because the instructor had instructed her to stand on the center line and preferably keep a similar distance from all her classmates.
Because of this bizarre requirement, after her classmates had built it, she was passed around by countless hands, and finally placed on the top like a strawberry on a cake, lying messy in the wind for 10 minutes.
This kind of physical education class can't bring smiles——
Huh~ Chen Xiao'er pushed back the quilt and took out her cell phone from under the pillow.
I can't take it anymore. If I don't find a friend to complain about this, I'm going to die. Whether I learn running, shooting, fighting, driving, or even diving, I believe it will be useful one day.
Learning to dig holes can help you plant trees, and learning to build blocks can help you lay bricks. So, what's the point of learning to stack pyramids? Are you going to perform for your boss at the annual meeting after you get a job?
She didn't want to talk about Zero with others, especially the problems in her relationship. She always felt that it was disrespectful to Zero and would make her best friend worry.
But there is no psychological burden when talking about the weird things that happened in school. If you accidentally talk about the current situation while chatting, it doesn’t matter, just mention it casually.
With a subtle thought in mind, Chen Xiao'er opened her phone and began browsing the address book.
Sister Lan? No, Sister Lan refused to know anything about Zero, and she was prejudiced against the school, so she should not further deepen that prejudice.
Xiao Nuan? Not so good either.
Xiao Nuan's family background is related to the school, and she's probably from a high-ranking family. Talking to Xiao Nuan about physical education class feels like pointing at a monk and calling him bald.
Her eyes quickly scanned the names, such as Xinaya.
Finally, she skipped over all the people she knew at Taoli University and set her sights on a very ordinary name: Yangmei.
Yang Mei was her deskmate during her sophomore and junior years of high school, so they were pretty close. That is, to the extent of being “okay,” not exactly her best friend.
But when it comes to talking, she and several of her classmates would choose bayberry.
Because Yangmei is always patient when listening to others and doesn't talk nonsense. I have never heard her complain about anyone.
Okay, let’s talk to Yangmei.
She will definitely listen carefully and then give some practical suggestions or comfort. Next time I return to Changhe City, I will treat her to a big meal together.
After I made up my mind to have a good talk with my friend, the heavy doubts in my heart immediately dissipated by half.
Chen Xiao'er smiled and pressed the call button.
Beep...beep, beep...beep.
She waited for more than a minute until the phone automatically hung up.
Hmm, maybe Yangmei is taking a shower?
[Xiao Ai: Good evening, did you sleep? I'd like to chat~ Tomorrow is fine!]
Chen Xiao'er sent a text message to Yangmei. She wanted to go to sleep right away, but the strong desire to talk controlled her brain and made her move to the next person in the address book.
How about telling Jiujiu? We were best friends in high school! I even sent her pictures of school animals before.
Beep...beep, beep...beep.
It hung up automatically again. Is Jiujiu not here either?
Chen Xiao'er was silent for a while, then firmly dialed the number of her high school class monitor.
No one answered.
Study committee member.
No one answered.
Team leader.
No one answered.
"call……"
At this moment, endless panic enveloped her, completely swallowing up the little doubts she had about Zero.
Classmates—what happened to my high school classmates? Why didn't they answer the phone at the same time? Did something happen? They should be in different colleges or even have jobs.
Did they all change their numbers? Or did they all block me due to some misunderstanding?
She would rather Taoli University did something unknown and outrageous that cut off the students' connection with their former school than any other reason.
Chen Xiao'er scrolled to the middle of the address book and dialed the number of her high school class teacher.
Please, please—
No one answered.
"Huha...Hua." She gasped for breath and dialed the 24-hour emergency contact number of Changhe No. 12 Middle School.
She had no idea what this phone number was for and why every student had to memorize it, but now she just wanted to get through quickly!
Beep.
It was connected with just one click.
Very good--
Click.
Chen Xiao'er's smile vanished instantly. What happened? Why did the other party hang up? She called again, but the result was exactly the same: she hung up immediately.
She unconsciously scratched her arms with her nails, leaving red marks.
Changhe City, who else do I know in Changhe City? Oh, right, Mom! Is Mom okay?!
Chen Xiao'er didn't bother to look through the address book. She typed out a line of numbers and pressed a button.
Beep.
The phone was picked up immediately, and Chen Yunshu's gentle voice came from the other end: "What's wrong? Is everything going well at school? Are you feeling well?"
"Woo..." Chen Xiao'er's nose was sore, but she didn't care to ask about others' well-being. She raised her voice anxiously and asked, "No. 12 Middle School, is my high school okay? I can't get through to my classmates! Where's Mom? Mom, are you okay? Woo woo."
As she spoke, she began to sob. After a moment of silence, the other party said softly, "I'm fine, don't worry. I'm not sure about the No. 12 Middle School you mentioned. But didn't you often go camping in high school? Maybe you're participating in activities?"
"But, but it's not just the teachers. I can't get through to my graduating classmates either!"
Hearing her shrill voice, Chen Yunshu comforted her in a very gentle tone: "Don't worry, it's night time now. Many people change their numbers when they go to college. Even if they don't, think about it, do they all stay in Changhe City? People from other places should be able to call them."
"I haven't tried it yet. Is there anything special about staying in Changhe City?" Chen Xiao'er sniffed.
"Of course, all schools in Changhe City, big and small, like to combine for extracurricular activities, and universities are even busier." Chen Yunshu said gently, "You often participated in them when you were a child, right?"
Her mother's calm tone made Chen Xiao'er slowly calm down.
It seems...that this is indeed the case.
When she was in junior high and high school, she often ran around with the school. Local schools and even companies in Changhe City would organize various outings and social activities.
Why don't you ask tomorrow? Everyone needs to go to bed tonight. If something really happened to the entire high school, the internet and newspapers would have been all over it.
"Okay, good night then. How is Xiaotong?" Before hanging up, Chen Xiao'er wanted to hear Xiaotong's voice, even if it was just a few howls.
"She's already asleep. Let's talk about it next time. Good night."
"Well, goodnight, mom."
Chen Xiao'er wiped her tears with her hands and was about to lie back on the pillow when her whole body suddenly shook violently twice.
Sheep, pommel horse... Doubts about physical education and romance were pushed into a corner, and the young faces of high school classmates flashed quickly through my mind.
Jiujiu standing on the rockery holding jelly, Yangmei pushing the notebook over, the lingering head teacher, the teacher who hit people with chalk... and the class monitor who has been in the same class since elementary school and ran into the bushes in the flower bed during practical class to pull everyone out one by one.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Her heart was beating like a drum. Chen Xiao'er suddenly jumped out of bed and shouted to Zheng Lu who had just come out of the bathroom, "I, I'm going to find Professor Milo!"
"good,"
Zheng Lu said something, but she didn't hear it clearly. She rushed out of the dormitory in a hurry and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
…
【It is 9:30 pm now, please go to bed early. 】
Milo paused for a moment holding the coffee cup, then burst out laughing: It was the alarm clock's automatic reminder, I thought it was that guy.
She sat in her office, flipping through the pages of a new report.
There is a lot of repetitive content in it, including energy planning documents issued by different departments and power experiments conducted in various parts of the school.
The compatibility between glory and rule power is much higher than imagined, and it can be called a match made in heaven.
As the pinnacle of humanity's technological age, its computing power and understanding of rules far surpass those of the Anomaly Overmind. Its only weakness lies in its understanding of the rules surrounding anomalies.
After all, he is a man-made god, and his connection with the abyss is not as stable as the original anomaly.
For the Abnormal Overlord, using his power is as natural as breathing, while Glory must use its own computing power to perform real-time micro-manipulation, similar to using willpower to control muscle breathing.
rustle.
She turned to the report about Chen Xiao'er.
Finally, his colleagues hadn't gone mad; they still possessed reason and wisdom. While they were curious about Chen Xiao'ai's "power comparable to that of the Power," since the Apostle could still "quickly kill" her, they shouldn't risk losing her by conducting more radical tests.
As for Zero... [everything is normal].
After she was reset, everything was back to normal. She was still the trustworthy Apostle Zero, and none of her performance had changed.
Any? Whew.
The professor blew on the coffee, and when she put her lips to the rim of the cup, she suddenly heard a tapping sound behind her.
It's window glass.
Miroku licked his lips and swallowed all the coffee in his mouth.
She didn't look back and said in a cold tone, "Please come in."
Crash——
The window opened, and the blond devil came in, stepping on the dirty mud spots on the carpet she had just changed.
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