Chu Yao walked into the teaching building, passing by empty classrooms that had long been empty. In the corridors where the lights were always on, there were picture frames of outstanding alumni of the school.
The people in the frame are men and women, old and young. The only thing they have in common is that they have all died long ago.
He had passed by there mostly during the day before, and to be honest, Chu Yao didn't feel anything.
These distant names, in the schools behind, are just a name, with a brief record of their birth and death dates and achievements.
And now…
In the empty corridor, he could clearly hear his own footsteps. Being alone with them, the characters in the frames seemed lifelike, and Chu Yao inexplicably felt a strange feeling in his heart.
It is a mixed feeling of security, emotion, admiration, and fear.
He couldn't help but speed up a bit.
…
Principal Jiang's office is on the seventh floor, the top floor of the teaching building. I have been there once before, so this time I am familiar with the place.
I don’t know if the principal is still there, but the lights seem to be on from outside.
Chu Yao arrived at the door.
Bang bang bang!
Knocked on the door.
"Enter."
A deep voice sounded from inside.
Chu Yao immediately pushed the door open and walked in.
Principal Jiang Hong was curled up in a large recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding an iron wine jug in his hand and sipping it in small sips.
Seeing Chu Yao come in, he didn't seem surprised and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
"I want to ask you for a favor."
Chu Yao bowed slightly and spoke politely.
As he spoke, he took out the pair of wings of the Feather Spirit Clan. They were as soft as two pieces of silk, slender and transparent, but there was a faint flow of spiritual energy in them, and they looked like two clouds.
"The wings of the Feather Spirit Clan?"
Seeing what Chu Yao took out, Jiang Hong sat up straighter, stretched out his hand, and two wings immediately flew towards him lightly.
Holding it in his hand, he touched it casually, flipped through it for a moment, and his eyes seemed to brighten a lot.
“It’s in perfect condition.”
"You want to make a pair of wings for yourself?"
Guessing Chu Yao's intention, Jiang Hong simply asked without asking about the origin of the wings.
So there was no need for Chu Yao to say what he had prepared long ago, and he nodded.
"Yes."
Jiang Hong stared at Chu Yao for a while, the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up slightly, he stood up and walked deeper into the office.
"bring it on."
Chu Yao immediately followed quickly.
…
It's an elevator.
Very long elevator.
The speed was so fast that Chu Yao felt like it had been running downwards for at least ten minutes before it finally stopped.
After stepping out of the elevator, Chu Yao was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Corpse.
There were corpses everywhere.
Human and alien corpses, complete bodies, partial organs, brains, genitals, claws, heads... were all soaked in potions of different colors. At first glance, there were at least hundreds of transparent potion boxes, shining with an almost eerie luster under the light.
This scene is really a bit disgusting.
Chu Yao subconsciously stopped.
"These are all the trophies I collected. Let's go inside."
Jiang Hong made a gesture of invitation, his tone inexplicably bleak.
Chu Yao then took a step forward and walked through the passage made up of organ specimens. He saw a few bodies inside that looked familiar. After looking at them for a few more times, he could make out familiar outlines from the already hideous faces of the corpses.
They are the characters in several picture frames in the upstairs corridor.
Thinking of this, Chu Yao was stunned.
"Let's go! What are you standing there for? If you're unlucky and die one day, you'll become one of them. But that's still considered lucky. The only worry is that you'll die without a burial place and be broken into hundreds or thousands of pieces, and you won't be able to find them again."
Chu Yao: ...
speechless.
"Although Jiangcheng Martial Arts School is small, it is a school that provides lifelong service. You belong to the school in life and your body remains in the school after death. When you join the army, you will have a deeper understanding of this. When you meet the seniors from the school, they will treat you as one of their own."
When he got here, Jiang Hong talked a lot more.
“Is this a school tradition?”
Chu Yao asked, and suddenly felt that the school was quite impressive, although he had never been to any other school.
Jiang Hong touched a medicine box and said calmly, "It's not the school's tradition, it's my tradition. If the school is a family, I am their common father."
The old principal was both proud and sad when he said this, and Chu Yao couldn't help but fall silent.
…
After passing through this long corridor, there is a laboratory-like place at the back, with rows of instruments that have never been seen before, and the entire wall is made into a large screen.
"Take off all your clothes and stand on it."
Pointing to a physical fitness tester, Jiang Hong gave an order.
Chu Yao immediately began to take off his clothes, leaving only his underwear, and was about to go up.
"Take off your pants too!"
"Too young to see people?"
I……
This old man is quite grumpy!
Chu Yao took off his pants expressionlessly, shook them twice, glanced at him, and stood on the instrument almost in a domineering manner.
The old principal ignored his childish actions, started the instrument and pressed a few buttons.
The big screen suddenly lit up.
A complete body model of Chu Yao appeared on the screen, including height, weight, strength, cultivation, heart rate... all the data were extremely detailed.
The style even reminded Chu Yao of the crystal core system in his wrist.
Jiang Hong's hands began to clatter on the keyboard, and some variables began to be added.
Energy, weight, power, heat dissipation, drag coefficient, compatibility...
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