Chapter 136
When I walked into the conference room, Cen Xun was already sitting in the most conspicuous position.
The ghosts sat down in their seats one after another. The whole place was unexpectedly quiet. Although they seemed calm, they were actually secretly sizing up their awakened principal.
Tong Ming looked over with his all-seeing eyes and immediately gasped.
In Tong Ming's vision, a puppet string hung down from the ceiling, connected to the head of "Cen Xun" in the first place, like the string controlling a puppet, while the controlled "Cen Xun" looked at them indifferently, with no expression on his face.
The one who came was obviously not the real person, but a paper man.
Tong Ming sat down slowly next to the chair, his mind racing, and a series of questions came to his mind.
Why didn't his fourth brother come with his real body? Was it because he couldn't condense into a human form yet?
His fourth brother's current condition seems a bit bad. Can his fourth brother really think normally now?
Damn it! If I had known earlier, I would have asked Xiao Zhou to predict whether he would be able to return alive.
Tong Ming sometimes feels very resentful, hating himself for being able to see through so many falsehoods and realities, because sometimes knowing too much is also a kind of pain.
Just like Yun Shiqing and the others who knew nothing about it, they were unaware of Cen Xun's abnormality and danger, and they dared to ask Cen Xun about Feng Jihan: "Is the atheist okay? Why haven't I seen him yet?"
Cen Xun said calmly, "He's fine."
But there was no explanation as to why Feng Jihan hadn't shown up.
Yun Shiqing narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing that he probably wouldn't be able to find out Feng Jihan's whereabouts today, so he changed the subject and asked bluntly, "We've discussed the future plans for Nightmare University before. Have you changed your mind now?"
"Yes," Cen Xun opened his eyes. "Previously, I had tentatively agreed to maintain the operation of Nightmare University, earning points without killing anyone, and not attacking humans in the real world."
Yun Shiqing's eyes were slightly solemn, and he held his breath waiting for Cen Xun's next words.
"But now, I want to add another necessary condition on this basis."
Chen Yaoshan asked in a tense voice, "What are the conditions?"
Cen Xun stated bluntly: "Abolish the Heresy Monitoring Bureau and destroy the supernatural family."
When they heard the new conditions he proposed, the ghosts were all stunned.
They all knew the composition of the Heresy Monitoring Bureau and the Superpower Family, but after Cen Xun awakened, he immediately took action against these two forces. What was the reason behind this?
"There must not be any treacherous rats in my territory." Cen Xun curled the corners of his lips, and a hint of cold murderous intent finally revealed on his calm face.
Yun Shiqing was silent for a moment, then asked, "What does betrayal mean?"
Cen Xun glanced at them and suddenly curled his lips: "How many people were there in the group of superpowers who were sacrificed back then?"
Yun Shiqing, Shen Yaoshan and others were stunned for a moment.
Back then, nine candidates launched a war of gods in the human world, and monsters occupied H City. The Heresy Monitoring Bureau had to urgently activate the originally canceled sacrifice plan, using high-level psychics as sacrifices to create a nightmare world.
In order to protect their homes, the vast majority of high-level psychics took the initiative to step forward and participate in the sacrifice plan.
With beautiful expectations for the future, they willingly die, their consciousness dissipates, and their bodies become the cornerstone of the nightmare world, just to keep the monsters away from their beloved home.
Cen Xun's ghostly voice rang in his ears like a demon: "But do you know that they don't have to die?"
As if he had been hit hard, Yun Shiqing's pupils suddenly shrank.
"W-what?"
What do you mean they didn't have to die?
Even after the meeting ended, Yun Shiqing still hadn't recovered from his shock.
Chen Yaoshan was also in a daze. He seemed to have grasped at a life-saving straw and stubbornly asked Yun Shiqing: "What do you think he meant? Was there a better solution than using the nightmare world at that time?"
Yun Shiqing clenched his fingers tightly, and his dazed eyes gradually focused.
If it was true as Cen Xun said, that there was another hidden story behind what happened then, he had to find out the truth.
Yun Shiqing took a deep breath and thought of someone named Su Mingqi.
Su Mingqi rushed out at the last moment, clearly wanting to stop the sacrifice. Perhaps he knew something.
After the meeting, Wu Sa didn't have time to say a word to Qin Xiu. He hurriedly chased after Cen Xun and caught up with him: "Principal, I have something to give you."
Cen Xun turned his head and saw Wu Sa take out a notebook from his arms and handed it to him seriously: "You said that if you do anything bad to atheists, let me return the notebook to you."
Cen Xun glanced at the cover of the notebook, but didn't take it. He said calmly, "I told you, he's doing well now."
Secretary Wu was sometimes very serious. He looked directly at the principal and conscientiously completed the principal's instructions before his awakening: "If the atheist is doing well now, then let me confirm it. If he is really doing well, then I will continue to collect the notebook."
Cen Xun was silent for a moment. "He is sleeping in a dream. It is very safe there. There will be no more pain and betrayal, no more danger and death."
Wusa was surprised and asked, "Principal, are you planning to keep him in the dreamland forever?"
Cen Xun asked him in return: "Why not?"
The principal seemed genuinely confused, which made Usa feel troubled. Usa didn't know what to say, but Usa instinctively felt that it was wrong to do so.
Wusa racked his brains and thought: "Shouldn't you ask the atheists what they want?"
"Will he be unhappy if he can't see his friends and can't feel the real sunshine?" Wusa scratched his head. "Protection is good. It won't hurt, it won't bleed. But flowers in a greenhouse will still wither. Tigers in a cage will develop stereotyped behaviors. Their bodies won't be hurt, but what about their souls?"
Cen Xun was silent.
"The human mind is very fragile."
Wusa said seriously: "Cats can eat and sleep, waiting for their owners to come home in a small place, but humans are different. If they can't eat delicious food, have fun, or get sunshine, humans will become depressed."
These words seemed to convince Cen Xun, and Cen Xun asked Wu Sa: "Will he be depressed?"
"I don't know," Wusa shook his head. "So I think you should ask the atheists about their wishes."
He walked forward and handed over the notebook in his hand. Cen Xun paused, and this time, he reached out to take it.
"Thank you, Secretary Cat."
When Wusa saw that he was willing to take the notebook and call himself the cat secretary, he was happier than if he had eaten a hundred bags of freeze-dried food. He couldn't help but conjure up a tail and swung it happily behind him.
Noticing that Cen Xun was looking at his tail, Wusa generously grabbed the tail and handed it to Cen Xun: "Principal, do you want to touch it?"
Cen Xun declined politely.
Paper figures have no sense of touch, so touching them is useless.
After returning to the office with the notebook, Cen Xun did not read the contents and put it aside.
In fact, there is nothing special about this notebook. Apart from some follow-up plans, the only thing it contains is an unactivated school rule, which he prepared to prevent Feng Jihan from being harmed.
However, it is no longer useful now.
Cen Xun sat quietly for a while and then stood up.
The light and shadow changed, the office scene disappeared, he walked between reality and dreams, and returned to the dream he had carefully woven.
In the beach villa, Feng Jihan was sitting on the platform by the sea, humming a song in the sea breeze, fishing happily, looking very leisurely.
Cen Xun walked forward. Feng Jihan heard his footsteps, turned his head slightly, and asked with a smile: "You're back. Where did you go just now? I looked everywhere for you but couldn't find you."
Cen Xun said, "I held a meeting."
"What meeting?"
Cen Xun sat down next to Feng Jihan and saw the empty bucket beside him. He replied nonchalantly, "A plan to eliminate the Heresy Monitoring Bureau."
Feng Jihan wasn't surprised. He sighed, holding his fishing rod. "The Heresy Monitoring Bureau has been eaten away by those with ill intentions. It has completely deviated from its original purpose. Keeping it around is a disaster. It's time to abolish it."
Cen Xun stroked the silver hair that shone brightly in the sunlight. "How did you originally plan to deal with the Heresy Monitoring Bureau?"
Feng Jihan fell on Cen Xun as if he had no bones. He dropped his fishing rod and played with Cen Xun's long hair while thinking: "Get rid of those stubborn old men, change the function of the Heretic Monitoring Bureau to the Supernatural Management Bureau, abolish the preferential treatment clauses for supernaturals, crack down on the power of the aristocratic families, and return fairness to ordinary people."
"It sounds like you've already had this idea," Cen Xun looked down at him. "However, whether it's the Heresy Monitoring Bureau or the aristocratic families, as long as their own interests are involved, they will never obediently give up their power."
"The superpower community will never agree to abolish the preferential treatment clauses. The aristocratic families monopolize the lifelines of all walks of life. How can you, alone, compete with them?"
Feng Jihan smiled and pressed his cheek against the back of his hand. "I'm not the only one who wants to change. I'm not fighting alone. To break down rotten, outdated ideas and completely set things right is certainly not something that can be accomplished overnight, but I can't simply not set out just because the road ahead is difficult."
Cen Xun wanted to say that the fate of mankind has nothing to do with him, why bother to meddle in other people's business, it would be a thankless task, but then he thought, Feng Jihan is such a holy father bird. When he was still an egg, he was stolen by humans because they were reluctant to hurt humans. It is indeed impossible for him to just watch humans go away.
Feng Jihan is always overly soft-hearted towards his own family.
"What if you fail?" Cen Xun said coldly, "The first time you were deceived, you lost your divine body. The second time, you lost your free will. The third time, what else can you lose?"
"If I fail..." Feng Jihan's eyes turned slightly, he raised his upper body, kissed the corner of Cen Xun's lips, smiled and lowered his voice and said, "I will have no choice but to go home and be my brother's little white face."
Cen Xun seemed unmoved by the beauty: "You can be my gigolo right now. I see you've gotten used to it these past few days, haven't you?"
Feng Jihan immediately said seriously: "Is this what you call a gigolo? I haven't really served you seriously yet, so it doesn't count."
Cen Xun became interested and frivolously pinched Feng Jihan's face: "Then show me how to do it seriously."
In order to prove that what he said was true, Feng Jihan immediately demonstrated it carefully to Cen Xun.
The empty fishing bucket was kicked into the sea, and the lounge chair creaked under the weight. It was not until Cen Xun finally admitted that Feng Jihan had served him very well that he was carried into the house by Feng Jihan.
Even when they were lying on the bed, Feng Jihan was still inseparable from Cen Xun, kissing his forehead tenderly and asking in a low voice, "What does your true form look like? Let me see."
Cen Xun opened his eyes and glanced at him: "Nothing to see, just lines."
Feng Jihan insisted: "Impossible, if it was a thread, then why would it wrap you up like a cocoon? You are definitely not a thread."
"What on earth is it?" Feng Jihan leaned on Cen Xun to look at him, deliberately guessing, "Isn't it going to turn into a spider?"
"What are you guessing?" Cen Xun denied it flatly. "It's not a spider anyway."
"Butterfly?"
"no."
"insect"
"no."
"A large ball of yarn?"
"no."
Feng Jihan wanted to continue guessing, but was suddenly stopped by Cen Xun: "Since you want to know so much, then go and see for yourself."
Feng Jihan was a little surprised: "Huh?"
Cen Xun casually inserted his fingers into his mouth, playing with the soft tongue: "Ten minutes limited. If you can find me, you will know what I am."
Um? ?
Before Feng Jihan could react, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
The dream world changed rapidly, and in an instant he was transferred from the bed in the seaside villa to a pure white space.
Cen Xun, who was sticking to him, disappeared. Feng Jihan stood in the space filled with white silk threads, feeling quite confused.
Giving only ten minutes to find someone is too stingy.
Feng Jihan shook his head and tried to reach out to the white silk threads around him.
These white silk threads do not look like puppet threads. Puppet threads are colorful with black and white colors. The silk threads filling this space are indeed all white. They crisscross and surround Feng Jihan layer by layer. The spatial structure looks like a fermented dough.
The silk thread was very tough but had little elasticity, so people couldn't pass through it. Feng Jihan thought for a few seconds, turned into a black and white bird, shrank his body to the size of a sparrow, and nimbly slipped out of the gap.
He stood on a silk thread and looked around. The place was full of silk threads. Where would Cen Xun's real body be?
The black and white bird jumped and flew lightly between the silk threads. Not only did it not see any existence that looked like Cen Xun's real body, but it also startled the silk threads.
A thread came silently and poked the bird that was looking around. The bird flew away in fright and landed on another thread. It continued to look around in confusion and made a questioning sound: "Chirp?"
Another silk thread poked over. This time Feng Jihan didn't dodge. He tried to hold it with his mouth. He took a bite of the silk thread and it slowly retracted.
The aura of Cen Xun was everywhere here. Feng Jihan really couldn't lock onto the true location of Cen Xun's body. Ten minutes passed in a flash, and Feng Jihan failed.
Feng Jihan stood on the silk thread and shook off his fluffy fur. He helplessly admitted defeat to the empty silk thread space: "Wife, I lose."
Not long after, Feng Jihan saw a butterfly emitting faint light slowly flying towards him, gracefully folding its wings, and landing on his back.
Feng Jihan tried hard to turn his head to look at it. The butterfly was black and white, with beautiful wings that shimmered with light and a gorgeous silky tail. As it flapped its wings, Feng Jihan could see the light falling like stardust, which was incredibly beautiful.
Oops, the evil ball of yarn turned into an evil butterfly.
Feng Jihan said with mixed feelings: "Didn't you say that your true form isn't a butterfly?"
Cen Xun replied, "I didn't say this butterfly is my true self."
Feng Jihan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something. He looked across the silk thread space in disbelief: "Could it be..."
"Well, yes," Cen Xun said calmly, "The answer is, this entire space is part of my body."
"If you look at me from a distance, my entire form does bear some resemblance to a butterfly," Cen Xun said, "but can you really say it's a butterfly?"
Feng Jihan: "No."
After the shock, new questions arose.
"But if your original form is this big, can Nightmare University be put down?"
"This is the dream realm." The butterfly flapped its beautiful wings. "My true self hides in the gap between dreams and reality. Few people can reach here. You are the only human who has come here to visit."
Feng Jihan realized: "No wonder I haven't seen your true form before."
The butterfly fluttered lightly to the top of the bird's head, bending one of its white feathers. "Want to see other people's dreams?"
Feng Jihan was even more surprised: "Can you still travel freely in dreams?"
Cen Xun said leisurely, "It wasn't possible before, but now, I have mastered the power of 'space' from the Walker, so of course I can move freely between dreams."
"Okay, let's go and take a look." Feng Jihan was very interested in the evil butterfly's new skills. "Whose dream should we go to first?"
Cen Xun said mysteriously, "I have my own arrangements."
A silk thread stretched out, and Feng Jihan followed Cen Xun's instructions and stepped on the thread.
The next second, the pure white silk thread space disappeared, and in its place was a pure white toilet?
As soon as he saw this familiar birthplace, Feng Jihan knew whose dream they had visited.
Feng Jihan still maintained his sparrow-sized bird form, standing on the chandelier and looking down. The great Omniscient was standing on the toilet, holding a camera and excitedly taking pictures of the people in the other cubicle.
""
Cen Xun said quietly, "It's really not surprising at all."
Feng Jihan: "Why does your sixth brother always have a special liking for taking secret photos in the bathroom?"
Cen Xun: "You should ask the great Chaos." Why did he create such a disgraceful Son of God.
Feng Jihan couldn't stand it anymore: "Let's go and look somewhere else."
At this moment, the door of the toilet suddenly opened. Bird and Butterfly looked over and found that the person who came in was Zhou Mian.
Zhou Mian had an indifferent expression and entered the compartment on the other side of Tong Ming. Tong Ming decisively gave up the person he was originally trying to take pictures of and turned to take pictures of Zhou Mian, but Zhou Mian was very alert and soon discovered the camera above his head.
Zhou Mian curled his lips slightly, and a hint of temptation appeared in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "Why don't you come in and take a close-up photo of me?"
Tong Ming seemed to be bewitched and really went in.
""
Feng Jihan and Cen Xun fell silent after seeing this scene.
So deformed, so twisted, so lewd.
Feng Jihan took a deep breath: "Let's go."
Cen Xun responded, looking thoughtful: "Seeing these dreams is probably the biggest punishment this skill has for me."
Don’t reflect on your skills at this time!
Feng Jihan urged Cen Xun to open the passage and leave. The moment they left, Tong Ming vaguely sensed something and woke up suddenly.
Zhou Mian was lying beside him, breathing shallowly.
Tong Ming lay there in a daze for a while, then he shuddered all over and shook Zhou Mian in shock: "Xiao Zhou, I'm being watched by a peeping Tom!"
Zhou Mian said "Hmm?" in a half-asleep state, "What's wrong with the Peeping Tom?"
Tong Ming was filled with grief and indignation: "My fourth brother, he actually brought your captain to spy on me in my dream! He is shameless!"
Zhou Mian said "Oh" and turned over: "You deserve it."
Tong Ming had asked for trouble. Thinking of the situation in his dream, he still felt a little unwilling. He couldn't help but move closer and shook Zhou Mian: "I was secretly filming you in my dream, but they interrupted me. Can you let me film you again?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a slap landed on Tong Ming's face.
"Get out if you don't want to sleep."
"How dare you hit me!" Tong Ming covered his face and got angry for a while. Seeing that Zhou Mian didn't react, he had to lie down again in grief and anger.
"The omniscient one's perception is so strong that he actually knew you were here." Feng Jihan said, "If it were someone else, they wouldn't feel anything, right?"
"Dreams occur in the subconscious. When in a dream, a person's subjective consciousness is greatly weakened. Many people can't even realize they are dreaming, let alone detect intruders." Cen Xun said calmly, "Reaching dreams isn't the most useful aspect of this skill. The most useful thing is that I can stealthily implant puppet threads in people when their willpower is weakest."
As Cen Xun spoke, the scene changed and they fell into another dream.
In this dream, the earth was shaking, hailstones as big as basins fell from the gloomy sky, and huge waves surged over, engulfing the skyscrapers in the city.
This is the dream of the origin of [Natural Disaster].
Feng Jihan was amazed: "Didn't you only catch one-third of the [Natural Disaster]?"
"The [Natural Disasters] are one entity, so their dreams are naturally connected." Cen Xun said, "The other two-thirds of the [Natural Disasters] have been hiding here and there. It's time to capture them."
Feng Jihan took a deep breath when he saw two puppet threads falling on two of the [Natural Disasters] that were wreaking havoc.
After upgrading and coming back, the evil butterfly is invincible.
"Are you back to the Yaoyue level now?" Feng Jihan asked the butterfly above his head.
The butterfly fluttered its wings and said, "Well, Yaoyue is at the primary level. After eating [Seven Evils] and [Natural Disaster], and then [Fate] and [Time], it should be almost at the highest level."
Feng Jihan couldn't help but smile: "You don't want to eat other brothers?"
Cen Xun said indifferently, "We can also obtain their powers through the contract. If they can serve as the dean honestly, I can spare their lives."
Feng Jihan couldn't help but praise him: "Wife, you are really a soft-hearted little butterfly."
Cen Xun actually smiled, then said very viciously, "Not eating means you're soft-hearted? Then I tell you, I will enslave them forever, making them work like slaves for me until all their value is drained away for the rest of their lives."
Feng Jihan: ""
Yes, it still has that evil smell, it hasn’t changed.
After ending the dream journey, Feng Jihan was finally released back to reality by Cen Xun.
Feng Jihan sat up in a daze, and the silk threads piled on his body slid down. Feng Jihan subconsciously grabbed a handful of them, and suddenly felt something poking his palm.
He opened his somewhat stiff fingers and saw a black and a silver wedding ring.
During his coma, he kept holding the two rings tightly, leaving deep marks on the palms of his hands.
The room was pitch black. Feng Jihan sat on the bed and called Cen Xun. When there was no response, he got out of bed and found some clothes to wear.
While he was putting on his T-shirt, Puppet Silk handed him a cell phone. Feng Jihan took it, unlocked the screen, and saw countless missed calls and 99+ messages. Obviously, while he was enjoying a leisurely vacation in the dream world, there was chaos outside.
Feng Jihan had anticipated this. Before he decided to spread false information and lead those family members to the Sacrifice Village, Feng Jihan had already thought of this outcome.
He scanned the messages indifferently, picked out Yun Shiqing's message to reply, and prepared to report that he was safe. He sent the message, but did not receive an immediate reply.
Feng Jihan couldn't help but pull open the curtains and take a look. It was daylight, so the captain should not be sleeping.
"Your captain went to find Su Mingqi."
Suddenly, Cen Xun's voice came from behind. Feng Jihan turned around and saw Cen Xun, who had arrived at some point, sitting on a chair, looking at him deeply.
Feng Jihan's eyebrows jumped: "He recovered his memory?"
"Yes," Cen Xun said with a hint of sarcasm, "but this isn't necessarily a good thing."
On the other side, Yun Shiqing held down Su Mingqi, who was rushing forward excitedly, and said solemnly, "Mingqi, I want to ask you something."
Su Mingqi stood there, confused. Seeing Yun Shiqing's serious expression, he forced himself to calm down and said, "What's the matter? Ask."
Yun Shiqing asked slowly, "Why did you stop the sacrifice and claim that everyone was deceived by the Heresy Monitoring Bureau?"
Upon hearing this, Su Mingqi's pupils suddenly shrank and his expression instantly froze.
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