"What I'm worried about is not your perception being wrong, but something else." Chen Ge couldn't explain the specific situation to the students. He could only think about it himself: "How could I be infected with Chang Wenyu's aura? Is it because I stayed with her brother for a long time? Or did Chang Gu put one of Chang Wenyu's relics on me?"

"Don't worry, lost memories will always be recovered. I have confidence in you now." Zhou Tu didn't understand Chen Ge's situation, but he was still very optimistic: "Don't waste your energy on unimportant things. What I'm going to say next is very important to you."

"Every student who enters the school has his or her own choice, and different choices correspond to different results. The judging criteria are not in the hands of the painter, but in the will of the school itself. The monster that merges all the desperate souls is the real master of this school. The painter can only be regarded as a spokesperson at most."

"What we need to do is to gain the approval of the school, carry out a certain choice to the end, and then calmly face the final result." Zhou Tu thought for a while: "The painter's choice is likely to escape from reality and build a home behind the door for all lost souls; Chang Wenyu's choice should be to do everything possible to leave the school and return to reality. We can just follow the path left by Chang Wenyu, but the prerequisite is to gain the approval of the school first."

“What should be done specifically?”

"Don't think of this school as a cold scene, think of it as a person, a person who is bullied and full of despair." Zhou Tu lowered his voice to the lowest level when he said this. His expression was very strange. Every time he said something, his whole face would darken a little, as if saying this place in the school would be cursed: "If you want to gain the recognition of the school, you must resonate with it. For example, like a painter, you can build a home to soothe the loneliness in the school's will and give it a place to stay; or you can choose to escape like Chang Wenyu did."

"I understand what you mean, but in my opinion, escaping or creating a new home cannot fundamentally solve the problem." Chen Ge had his own ideas: "My approach may not be right, but if I am the one being bullied, I will fight back in a very direct way."

"What are you going to do? Chang Wenyu and the painter have provided us with two shortcuts. We just need to follow them." Zhou Tu frowned slightly. He saw flames burning in Chen Ge's eyes. That kind of look was rarely seen in this gloomy campus.

"No one is willing to be bullied. As long as there is a chance to resist, they will try their best to grab it." Chen Ge stood at the edge of the bushes and looked at the huge campus outside. "This world is essentially a world where the strong prey on the weak. The weak like to follow the strong, or rely on the strong. The strong want to show their strength. The best way is to control the weak and show their authority on the weak. These things are childish, but also very realistic. Since we appear in this campus, we can just follow the rules."

"rule?"

"The will of the school is made up of the souls of those who have been bullied. If we want to gain their recognition, there is another way to go." Chen Ge strode out of the bushes: "Reposition ourselves and let us bully those who like to bully."

Chen Ge's thoughts jumped a lot, and the club members were very surprised to hear him say: "Are you sure you want to do this? A head-on confrontation may not only fail to resonate with the school, but will also remind them of their desperate and cowardly selves, making them hostile to us."

"Human beings are very strange. Only when they feel pain themselves, will they know how painful something is. My choice is not the best choice, but my favorite choice." After waiting for a long time without any response, Chen Ge turned around and looked at several members of the club: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"What you said just now is different from your usual behavior." Zhang Ju opened his mouth: "I mean, those words don't sound like what a teacher would say."

"It seems you don't know me well enough." Chen Ge smiled and put his hand on Zhang Ju's shoulder: "Most people have a devil and an angel living in their hearts. Whenever they are about to do something, the devil and the angel will have a fierce argument, making them hesitate and doubt themselves. But I am different."

"Are you trying to say that there is only the devil left in your heart?" Zhang Ju stared at Chen Ge with his ugly eyes, trying to find the answer from Chen Ge's expression.

"On the contrary, the devil in my heart was locked behind the door, and only the angel was inseparable from me. She always supported me and stood behind me no matter what decision I made."

"I guess... your angel must have blood on his hands and wear a scarlet coat." Zhou Tu giggled in his throat, as if he had misunderstood something.

"I'm too lazy to explain to you. You just need to know that I have my own criteria for judging, and I have a clear conscience for everything I do." Chen Ge stood among several club members: "It's time to leave. Let's go to the second floor of the library. The mirror left by Chang Wenyu should have another answer."

"Yes, your intuition is right. We really can't stay here for too long." Zhou Tu leaned on Zhang Ju's back. "The other side of the mirror is the real world behind the 'door'. This is what the painter built. It is a home he built for those homeless children. Of course, it can also be described as a cage."

Zhou Tu's physical condition was getting worse and worse. His body became illusory and could dissipate at any time.

"Let's talk about the rest after we find the mirror. Let's go." Chen Ge always felt that Zhou Tu had already lost his soul. At this moment, he was just leaning against Zhang Ju with an obsession. When he told Zhang Ju everything in his memory, that would be the time when he disappeared completely.

There will no longer be a person named Zhou Tu in this world, and no trace of him will be left.

Zhou Tu is sandwiched between the painter and Chang Wenyu, and he may be one of the battlefields in the game between the two.

Judging from the result, the painter won, he destroyed Zhou Tu, but Chang Wenyu did not lose either, after all, she spread information about the painter through Zhou Tu.

"No one in the Psychic Ghost School is easy to deal with, but it's a good thing. The more muddy the water, the more chances I have."

Chen Ge led the club members to the library. They walked carefully through the bushes and found that all the doors of the buildings on both sides were open, as if "people" were constantly coming in and out.