Chapter 8
After killing all the aliens that crawled up, Cen Xun earned a total of 15 points.
Although a mosquito is small, it is still meat, and Cen Xun is already very satisfied.
The ground was still shaking, so Cen Xun decided to go down to the fifth floor and find a student to find out what was going on.
When he found that the time had become 23:00, Cen Xun actually had a vague premonition that he was no longer in the real H University. It was not until he saw the nightmare alien that Cen Xun became more certain of this guess.
He had to figure out what kind of world this was as soon as possible.
Cen Xun, hanging on the puppet string, lightly climbed onto a balcony on the fifth floor, walked into the dormitory, and saw a messy scene mixed with blood and body parts, frowning slightly.
Students have no special skills and it is difficult for them to survive the attacks of aliens.
Cen Xun came to the corridor. Screams echoed in every corner of the dormitory building. The ground, walls, and even the ceiling were covered with sticky blood.
Cen Xun didn't hesitate much and chose the left side where there were more screams. He followed the sound and killed an Ant-Man who was trying to bite the student's arm.
The boy, with a face full of fear, thought he was about to die, but the expected pain did not come. On the contrary, his body suddenly felt lighter.
"Stand up."
A familiar low and hoarse voice sounded. The boy was stunned for a moment and tried to open his eyes. What he saw was no longer Ant-Man's twisted and hideous head, but a tall figure.
I saw the figure raising and lowering his hands, and I couldn't see what he used to attack. In a blink of an eye, half of the Spider-Man's head was chopped off.
The ends of her black hair were slightly curled, and her half-cold profile was incredibly beautiful, looking strangely familiar.
The boy wiped his face carelessly and said in disbelief, "Teacher Cen?!"
Cen Xun glanced at him distractedly and found that he actually knew this student. He had five graduate students under him, two females and three males, and he was one of the three males. He was a first-year graduate student this year, and his name was Cheng Feng.
Cen Xun didn't explain further, only asking, "Can you still get up? Follow me."
"Yes, I can!" Cheng Feng was a little intimidated by this instructor. He covered his arm where a piece of flesh had been bitten off, stood up as quickly as possible, and hid behind Cen Xun. Seeing Cen Xun chopping the aliens like cutting melons, he subconsciously flattered him: "You are worthy of being Teacher Cen. You can even kill aliens at will. I admire you!"
After Cen Xun cleared the area of aliens, he took his burden and walked to another place. As he walked, he asked, "Cheng Feng, do you know where these aliens came from?"
Cheng Feng was still in a daze and shook his head subconsciously when he heard this: "I don't know. Every time I fall asleep, I dream about these things. And before I can run out of the dormitory building, I will be killed by the alien."
Cen Xun: "How many times?"
"What?"
"How many times have you had this dream?"
"I, I don't remember. I just remember having this dream many, many times." At this point, Cheng Feng shuddered, his eyes full of despair and collapse: "I also died many, many times, but every time I woke up, I was confused and couldn't do anything. When night came, I would come back and be killed again and again."
Cheng Feng, a 5'8" tall boy, was crying like a child. He grabbed Cen Xun's clothes and pleaded with tears in his eyes, "Teacher Cen, you are here to save me, right? Woohoo! I will definitely study the literature and make PPTs well in the future. Teacher, please protect me."
His shirt was wrinkled and Cen Xun felt a headache. "Alright, wipe your tears and answer whatever I ask."
"Yes! Okay, teacher."
"You said you would come here when you fell asleep. Is this the dream world?"
Cheng Feng nodded: "Yes, but the experience is very real, I don't think it's a dream."
Cen Xun had a clue in his mind. It seemed that his guess was correct. The opposite of "dream" was "nightmare", and they were in a world extended from the nightmare.
Cen Xun: "How can I leave this dream world?"
Cheng Feng felt a little ashamed: "I don't know about this, because I always die very quickly."
Seeing him like this, Cen Xun probably didn't understand anything, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask other students."
Cheng Feng felt that his mentor was very strong and was obviously a big player. He followed Cen Xun closely, and when he saw the alien again, even the fear he felt dissipated a lot.
Sure enough, all the fear came from insufficient firepower.
"Teacher, why are you here?" Cheng Feng finally remembered to ask this question: "You didn't appear in so many dreams before, why did you suddenly appear this time..."
Cen Xun: "I didn't do the questionnaire before, but I did it today."
Cheng Feng: "Hey, why did you suddenly do the questionnaire today? No, teacher, you mean, this dream is related to the questionnaire?"
Cen Xun pulled the puppet string, yanking off the alien's head, and said calmly, "Nine out of ten."
Cen Xun quickly rescued more than a dozen students. The campus was too large, and it was unrealistic to continue searching for other students. Cen Xun gathered everyone in a room and prepared to review the current situation first.
The frightened students huddled together. Having witnessed Cen Xun's abilities, they answered every question he asked.
Cen Xun dragged a chair and sat down, his eyes scanning each student's face one by one: "Does anyone remember how many times this dream has repeated itself?"
The students were lost in thought. The room was silent for a moment, and suddenly someone spoke in a trembling voice, "Ten, fifteen times."
Cen Xun looked at the boy: "Are you sure?"
The boy nodded. "Sure, because I've been wondering if this dream will end when it reaches a certain number, so I count at the beginning of each cycle."
Another student chimed in, "I counted fifteen, too."
Cen Xun sat on the chair, clasping his fingers together. "Do you all have memories of the first fourteen rounds?"
"Yes." They answered in unison.
Cen Xun: "Will the alien appear in every round?"
"Yes, they appear in every round, but there don't seem to be that many at the beginning, only one or two."
"I also remember that there were very few monsters at the beginning, but later on, there were more and more, and they became stronger and stronger."
Cen Xun nodded. "Besides the aliens, what other monsters are there in the school?" After a pause, Cen Xun remembered the long-haired girl's wish for a meteor shower and added, "Or something with strong destructive power."
Speaking of this, the students suddenly became excited and started talking at once.
"I've seen Godzilla!"
"There's a large thunderstorm, it looks like a scumbag is going through a thunderstorm!"
"Not only that! There's a snowstorm ahead, the temperature plummets, and I'm frozen into shattered ice!"
Cen Xun had to interrupt them: "Has anyone seen a meteor shower?"
"Meteor shower?"
The students looked at each other in confusion.
At this time, a slightly chubby boy weakly raised his hand and said, "I haven't seen a meteor shower, but I have seen meteorites. I was killed by a meteorite after I ran out of the dormitory building."
Cen Xun pondered for a moment: "Do these disasters occur at fixed times?"
A reliable-looking man wearing glasses said, "I have a habit of looking at my watch, and I'm pretty sure that the time of each major disaster is coming earlier."
Cen Xun nodded and had a rough idea of the situation in this alien space.
In other words, the scale and intensity of disasters have been expanding, and the time of disasters is constantly being advanced.
What do these changes mean?
Cen Xun temporarily suppressed this doubt and did not dwell on it too much, because what needed his attention more now was another problem.
According to these students, there will be extreme weather such as thunderstorms and blizzards, which are almost certain to lead to death. If Cen Xun wants to continue searching for more clues in this alien space, he must find a way to survive the natural disaster.
Cen Xun didn't hesitate and turned to Cheng Feng: "I remember that your dream in the questionnaire was to travel somewhere?"
Cheng Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, wondering why the teacher suddenly brought this up.
Cen Xun: "Do you remember what I asked you to fill in under [Other Suggestions]?"
"I remember!" Cheng Feng nodded immediately. Of course he remembered. He was in a daze at that time. The moment he heard Cen Xun's request, it was like being hit on the head by a stick. A tsunami-like shock burst out in his numb head.
Cheng Feng asked expectantly, "Teacher, is there any other use for the passage you asked me to write in the optional section?"
The man with glasses didn't understand what they were talking about and interrupted in confusion: "What are you talking about?"
Cheng Feng explained to him, "It was the questionnaire the school gave us. The last question was multiple-choice. Teacher Cen was next to me at the time and asked me to write down some, uh, somewhat magical suggestions."
Hearing this, the man with glasses showed a hint of curiosity: "How magical is it?"
Cheng Feng was a little embarrassed to say it, and looked at Cen Xun for advice. Cen Xun nodded: "It's okay, tell them."
Cheng Feng then hesitated and spoke, "Well, isn't it my dream to travel? Teacher Cen asked me to write in [Other Suggestions] that traveling is too dangerous, and teachers have an obligation to protect students. He suggested that the school give my instructor, Cen Xun, enough power to protect me."
After listening, everyone: ""
What? No, this is all right?
For a moment, everyone's face was filled with complex expressions such as speechlessness, shock, and disbelief, and the look they gave Cen Xun became indescribable.
As expected, you can't judge a person by his appearance. Teacher Cen looks like a cold and serious person, but I didn't expect that he has such a silly heart.
Cen Xun didn't feel ashamed. This was a special situation, and only those who were shameless could be invincible.
The man with glasses was quick-witted and quickly asked Cen Xun, "Teacher, when you asked him to fill it out like this, did you already have some idea of how to break the deadlock?"
"It's just a guess. Whether it works or not still needs to be tested." Cen Xun turned to look at Cheng Feng, his tone and expression very serious: "Cheng Feng, you are going on a trip now, but you encounter danger during the trip. What kind of ability do you think I should have to escort you to your destination?"
"Ah?" Cheng Feng was stunned. He glanced at Cen Xun and stuttered, asking tentatively, "Teacher, what kind of ability do you want to have?"
The old light bulb above his head emitted a dim glow, which fell on Cen Xun's calm face, leaving a dark shadow. "Don't ask questions in return, answer my question."
The oppressive feeling came over him, and Cheng Feng swallowed hard. He actually felt a trembling feeling like he was in a group meeting. He subconsciously thought according to Cen Xun's words: "First of all, there are aliens outside. If I want to go out safely, the teacher must have the ability to command the aliens."
[Congratulations to Cen Xun, the eccentric, for obtaining the temporary identity of "Father of Aliens" (only for use in this round of scenes)]
[Temporary Identity: Father of Alien (Purple Class)]
[Special Skill for this Identity: Command Aliens]
[Special Skill Introduction: Upgradable Skills]
[Current level can command aliens: 2]
[Upgrade Progress: 1/10]
Cen Xun raised his eyebrows slightly. After reading this series of news, he suddenly realized something.
I see.
[Other Suggestions] is indeed a way out in the questionnaire. Please provide additional information in [Other Suggestions]. After entering the different space, [Other Suggestions] may be triggered.
The conditions for triggering [other suggestions] depend on whether someone "believes" the feasibility of [other suggestions].
"Nightmares" are born from the fear in the human subconscious. To fight against the monsters derived from "nightmares", we must of course rely on human "imagination".
The more people who "believe", the stronger the power of [other suggestions] will be and the more likely they will come true.
Cen Xun fell into deep thought. So, what he had to do now was to make as many people as possible believe that he was strong and capable enough to deal with all dangers?
Cen Xun, I understand.
Under the gaze of the students, Cen Xun stood up and nodded with apparent ease, "It's done."
Cheng Feng's eyes almost popped out: "Is it really done?"
"Try it." Cen Xun pushed open the window and summoned two aliens over.
Seeing the two aliens, which had lost their aggressiveness, snuggling obediently beside Cen Xun, all the students' pupils trembled: "!!!"
This method actually works!
【Upgrade progress: 16/10】
[Congratulations, your temporary identity "Father of Aliens" has successfully advanced to the Blue Level]
[Current level can command aliens: 16]
Cen Xun looked at the puppet thread at his fingertips thoughtfully.
Since this alien space has independent upgrade rules, why doesn't he take the opportunity to strengthen all the props on him?
"Xiao Cheng," Cen Xun patted Cheng Feng's shoulder with a pleasant tone.
Cheng Feng shuddered inexplicably, and tremblingly looked up at the teacher's beautiful red lips: "Teacher, what's wrong?"
"Look at this thread," Cen Xun showed him the puppet thread in his hand. "What kind of weapon does it look like?"
Cheng Feng racked his brains: "Soul-catching rope? Chaos Heaven Ribbon? Immortal Binding Rope?"
Cheng Fengbao's artifact attributes were too complex for the system to determine, so Cen Xun had to remind him, "Define it with a noun."
"I know!" Cheng Feng clenched his fist and knocked his palm firmly: "It is the supreme magical weapon that can capture souls, take lives, bind immortals and kill gods!"
""
This setting is so outrageous that even Cheng Feng himself cannot convince himself that the system did not make a successful judgment.
As a last resort, Cen Xun temporarily gave up the puppet strings and instead took out a seemingly ordinary black wooden stick. The black wooden stick was the joystick of the shadow play, and like the puppet strings, it was also one of his stunt props.
Cen Xun was still thinking about what new identity to give the joystick, but Cheng Feng saw the black wooden stick and his eyes suddenly lit up. He blurted out: "I know this, isn't this a magic wand!"
Ding, the system determined it was successful.
Apparently, everyone thought the stick looked like a magic wand.
So Cen Xun's shadow puppet joystick turned into a magic wand that could release the killing curse.
Cen Xun: “Okay, as long as it works.”
Cen Xun used a lightning strike to blast away the aliens in the corridor and walked out with the excited boys.
"Teacher Cen, where are we going next?" the slightly chubby boy asked excitedly, "Are we going to start a killing spree on campus and save all the students?"
"No," Cen Xun said calmly, "Let's go to the principal's office first."
Cheng Feng was puzzled: "Teacher, why are we going to the principal's office? The principal can't help much."
Other students echoed.
Cen Xun felt that this group of students was too innocent and stupid. The abnormality at H University was most likely caused by the principal. What was the point of just saving the students? To catch a thief, one must first catch the leader.
Besides, the principal had already noticed his abnormality during the day, and who knew when he would come to settle the score. If he didn't deal with the principal now, he would be the one to be dealt with later.
During the day, Cen Xun might not have the strength to fight, but at night, with the bonus of [Other Suggestions], Cen Xun thought he could give it a try.
"What do you want to see the principal for?" Cen Xun didn't mean to be joking at all, and his calm voice revealed a hint of hidden cruelty.
"Of course, go and kill him."
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