"Some marks"?
Tang Xinjue immediately thought of what Xiaohong had said.
[This is a sign from the higher order that someone has remembered you.]
If the two mean the same thing...how come it changed from "one" to "some"?
Before he could ask more questions, the counselor controlled Guo Guo's hand and moved it upwards, and Tang Xinjue's vision suddenly went dark.
She opened her eyes and looked around in the darkness, and she was back in the [cave].
"Take a good look. What do you see?"
The counselor's voice suddenly sounded from outside the narrow hole.
This time, without the interference of external forces, Tang Xinjue easily concentrated his mind. When he looked up again, he realized the difference.
The cave wasn't truly empty. The pitch-black darkness before us was actually layers of lingering black fog!
For some reason, the black fog gave her a familiar chilling feeling, but it did not attack her, but floated quietly in place.
This time, Tang Xinjue concentrated his attention without any instruction, stretched out his "hand" and waved away the mist in front of him.
The mist cleared slightly, revealing a few things inside.
A small glass bottle was suspended in the air, and next to the bottle was a silver ring that emitted a turbid yellow glow... When he looked closer, Tang Xinjue realized that it was not light, but a yellow eyeball floating behind the ring, spinning around.
Floating under her eyeball was a circular white object of unknown shape. She had to get closer to recognize that it was a roll of white tape.
These items are hidden in the black fog, and it is difficult to find them even if you notice something unusual.
Tang Xinjue vaguely understood what this [cave] was...but what was more important was what was in front of him.
When she reached out to touch it, she felt an invisible resistance blocking her way, and the black fog also seemed to be closing in again.
"Do you want to take them out?" the counselor asked outside.
Tang Xinjue frowned: "It's difficult."
Counselor: “That’s right.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a force pushed her upwards. Tang Xinjue opened her eyes and saw the familiar dormitory in front of her again.
Her roommate was looking at her with wide eyes.
On the other side, the counselor sat upright and said: "What you see is all the labels you get."
Tang Xinjue hesitated for two seconds: "I saw four in total." - "Some" can indeed be used to describe it.
"Someone warned me before, but at that time, they only said that I had a mark on my body."
There are two possibilities. One is that Xiaohong can only sense the existence of the marks but cannot see the number; the other possibility is that the remaining marks were added after meeting Xiaohong.
The counselor nodded. "Your guess makes sense. Some bad students from top universities, or less than respectable outsiders, will leave marks on freshmen for various reasons. But the probability is very small, because marking also comes at a price. As for those with so many marks on their bodies..."
The counselor carefully considered her words and said gently, "It's indeed quite rare. It shows that you are a student with great potential."
"Why did they leave their marks on me?"
"Generally speaking, it's for revenge."
“…”
Is this what they call "potential"?
The counselor said kindly, "Visiting hours are limited. You can ask one last question about the marking."
Tang Xin Jue lowered his eyes and thought for a moment. Instead of asking how to remove the marks, he said, "Are these marks, and the instructor's mistake of me being a dark creature, one of the reasons for the bug affecting the difficulty of our exam?"
The counselor's smile froze.
It was clear that she didn't want to answer questions about the blunder.
But the words had already been spoken, and she could only cough lightly. "The exam is fair, and I can't answer you about its selection rules. It's just that sometimes, excessive fairness can lead to omissions... When it deems your abilities sufficient, it will relax the difficulty limit, but at the same time, it also makes it easier for those with ulterior motives to take advantage."
The counselor didn't finish his words, and showed an expression that said everyone understood.
Tang Xinjue smiled and nodded: "For example?"
counselor:"……"
She had to explain in detail, "Simply put, if even the counselors mistake you for a dark creature, then the system will naturally occasionally confuse you with a delinquent student. If the exam system determines that there are students who resemble delinquents among the candidates, the difficulty you face will increase."
Tang Xin Jue pondered for a moment, "I originally thought the instructor's mistake was personal. There are no ghosts in this dungeon... The bad student mistook me for him."
counselor:"……"
She wiped the nonexistent sweat off her face and said, "Well, our stance was clear during the exam, but the current situation is special."
Fortunately, Tang Xin Jue brought the topic back to the main point in the next sentence: "So, I influenced the system's judgment?"
The counselor nodded. "Student Tang, I'm afraid I have to say this with regret. The stronger your abilities, the more complex your aura, and the greater the chance of confusing the system... This could very well become a vicious cycle."
The black fog represented the aura of darkness, and the objects in the fog represented the marks of ghosts and monsters. These two auras intertwined in her sea of consciousness, but only the human aura was faint.
Why is this happening?
Tang Xinjue had a guess in her mind, but she didn't express it. She and her roommate exchanged glances and asked the counselor, "Is there a solution?"
"This visit was only to gather information, not to prepare a solution."
The counselor spread his hands in a very human way, as if he was just an ordinary counselor - if there was no huge, motionless red eyeball outside the door, and if this action did not appear on Guo Guo.
The next second she changed the subject: "Of course, out of humanitarian guilt for accidentally injuring classmate Tang, I decided to give you a gift."
She opened her palm and gently tapped Tang Xinjue's brow.
"This is my encouragement. When you turn it on, other auras will be temporarily obscured. When you turn it off, everything will return to normal."
After saying that, she smiled and withdrew her hand, as if waiting for something.
Zhang You and Zheng Wanqing immediately realized that the counselor might be waiting for them to express their gratitude.
However, before they could speak, Tang Xinjue suddenly shook and fell to the side!
"Heart Decision!!"
The two of them cried out in shock and supported her. The counselor attached to Guo Guo was also frightened and clasped her hands together, craning her head to look out: "My, my encouragement shouldn't cause any harm to the students, right?"
Next to the bed and stairs, Tang Xinjue held his temples. His perennially pale skin looked like he had gone from malnutrition to a serious illness if he pursed his lips hard.
The calmness and energy he had just had disappeared, and he now looked extremely weak.
Tang Xin Jue coughed twice and spoke softly, "There's nothing wrong with my body, but the moment I met the counselor, I couldn't help but recall the agony of being so close to death. To be honest, I've been timid and easily frightened since I was a child. Fright often leaves me with sequelae, such as paranoid delusions, weakness in my limbs, impaired IQ... auditory and visual hallucinations, and subconscious disturbances."
She covered her chest with her hands, her face showing lingering fear.
Counselor: "Yes, I'm sorry. I was impulsive just now. So as compensation, I gave you [encouragement]..."
Tang Xin Jue shook his head and forced a smile. "No, we're lucky that the counselor came to visit us diligently and actively sought solutions to the system's problems. Even if I was killed by mistake, it was only out of your concern. How can I blame you? I will work hard to overcome the psychological trauma in the upcoming exams. After all, my roommate is a psychology major and can help me with counseling."
She pointed weakly at Zheng Wanqing.
Zheng Wanqing was confused: "What are you talking about? I majored in finance, not psychology."
"Ah, how could this be..." Tang Xinjue covered his face and sighed, "Alas, this is my fate."
roommate:"……"
counselor:"……"
Without waiting for anyone to react, she suddenly spoke again, "But it doesn't matter. There are always more solutions than problems. To survive, I can also risk danger and seek help in the dungeon. Perhaps other knowledgeable classmates and teachers have similar experiences. After they understand the specific situation, they may be able to help me—"
The counselor gasped and quickly stopped her, "Don't, don't tell anyone outside!"
She forced a friendly smile and said, "Everyone, please solve your problems... Look, do you need anything else?"
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