In a kindergarten somewhere, a group of babbling children are learning with their teacher.

Teaching children to recognize words is the job of primary school teachers. Kindergarten teachers mostly teach basic methods of understanding the world and correcting bad behavioral habits. It seems easier, but since children of this age have not formed a complete set of values, some of the adults' unintentional little movements will cause children to imitate them, so the requirements for teachers are more stringent.

The teacher in an apron is teaching the children to identify various animals. She is very patient and the children follow her. At the same time, various photos and videos are used to give the children a preliminary impression of the world.

What the teacher didn't notice was that in addition to those children who were only a few years old, there was also a young and beautiful girl sitting in the classroom.

She watched the images on the projection screen with great interest, as curious as other children, and nodded from time to time.

She is not a teacher, nor is she a parent, let alone a student.

The bell for the classical music get out of class rang, and the class ended. The children stayed in the classroom and sat quietly. They were not yet old enough to whisper to each other. Many introverted children only stared at the toys or plasticine in their hands. Leopard looked at these children and felt quite satisfied.

A child's heart is pure, like a blank piece of paper. To Leopard, who can absorb people's emotions, it is like rare boiled water, which is very good to drink.

She walked out of the classroom and came to the kindergarten's slide. She fought with several other kids for the slide and rode on it for two rounds. She was very happy.

Suddenly, Baobao saw someone standing in front of him.

The other person was wearing a kindergarten teacher's apron, with her hands behind her back. She came over as if she was very concerned, bent down slightly, and asked.

"Little boy, what are you doing here?"

The other person's voice was soft, like a gentle mother.

"Play on the slide."

Leopard tells the truth.

She found that all the children, teachers, and cleaning ladies in the playground gathered around her.

In any other situation, this might seem a little weird and dangerous.

But Baobao saw that all the teachers, children, and cleaning ladies had the same face as him.

Whether it is the little girl in a plain dress, the little boy in overalls and a slicked-back hair, the cleaner sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom, or the young teachers taking care of the children, they all have a face exactly like Baobao's.

All the "leopards" took out knives from various places around them, such as pockets, sand piles, and toys, and rushed towards the real leopard.

They all had kind smiles on their faces, but their hands did not relax at all.

In an instant, Baobao was surrounded, countless hands grabbed her, and countless blades slashed across her body.

Her fair skin was cut, hot blood gushed out of her blood vessels, and mottled scars appeared on her pretty face. Baobao fell to the ground, and was stabbed repeatedly in the chest and abdomen with knives by several children who looked like her. She whimpered, but her throat had been cut, and the blood foam blocked her trachea, making it impossible for her to breathe and she could no longer utter a complete sentence.

"It worked!" "We did it!" "We killed her!" "Not enough!" "Not enough, not enough, not enough!" "I don't feel any change in myself." "I'm hungry." "I see, we need more."

The leopards discussed it again and again, and finally, they all looked at Leopard's body.

Many leopards surrounded the corpse, just like primary school students sitting around a barbecue grill on an autumn outing, staring at the sizzling meat on the grill with their eyes wide open.

While they were busy, many more leopards came in from outside the kindergarten.

One of the leopards followed the other leopards curiously, and when he saw the hustle and bustle ahead, he asked.

"What are you doing? It seems very interesting."

"We just killed our original body and are drawing on her power."

A leopard replied patiently.

"I'm so hungry. I really want to eat. When will it be my turn?"

Another leopard complained as he looked at the vast number of leopards in front of him.

"That's great, I want it too."

The Leopard that followed squeezed into the crowd and came to the center, where he saw a pool of debris without even a bone left, only a few pieces of rags.

"No way, you don't have any left?"

She looked at the leopards in surprise.

“That’s too much.”

"You're not us?"

Suddenly, a leopard with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth looked at that leopard.

"What are you talking about? I am you."

Leopard said as a matter of course.

"She is us." "No, she smells different." "Who are you?" "You are not us." "Who is she, how did she get in?" "Is she real?" "Impossible, she has really been killed by us." "She is fake!" "Then who is she?" "Who is she?"

A group of leopards were whispering to each other, discussing the identity of the leopards.

"Me? I'm a grilled salt and pepper seal?"

Leopard gave a sly smile.

The next moment, the movements of all the "Leopards" present were frozen.

They were like puppets without their controllers, with their heads and hands drooping, motionless.

“Interesting, it refers to the most worthy object of imitation, but it has no corresponding power itself, just like a child.”

Leopard Leopard moved closer to a "Leopard Leopard", observed the other carefully, and even pulled the other's hand to check.

"As expected of me, so cute."

She stared at her own face for a while, then pinched the other person's soft face.

"It's a pity that I chose the wrong target."

Without continuing to play with the person who looked exactly like him, Leopard came to the kindergarten's nap room and saw that all the children and teachers were locked up there. These people looked at Leopard in horror, with their mouths covered and unable to make any sound.

"It's okay, it's okay. I quite like it if you guys are a little more scared."

Taking a breath of fear, Baobao guessed that those clones were afraid that killing people would alert him, so they didn't do it. It wasn't like they were merciful or kind.

At this time, Baobao's cell phone rang.

She thought for a while before noticing that it was her own ringtone. She picked up the phone and found that it was Lu Ban calling.

"Hey, why did you think of looking for me?"

After answering the phone, Leopard asked.

Although it was a bit outrageous that Lu Ban could find himself by phone, but think about it, there were many of myself trying to assassinate me just now. In comparison, it was normal for Lu Ban to have his own phone number.

"I was attacked by you just now. To be more precise, it was your clone."

Lu Ban didn't exchange pleasantries. It would be too hypocritical to ask an incarnation of an outer god whether he had eaten and whether he was healthy. He didn't have time to get straight to the point.

"What a coincidence, I was attacked too. Do you have any pigs?"

Leopard, who is good at surfing the Internet, asked immediately.

"Maybe, probably, perhaps, it does have something to do with me."

Lu Ban replied.