"A ghost school? Holy crap!"
Upon hearing the words "ghost school," Lao Dao was terrified once again.
"Bu Er! Brother Chen, are you sure you're not mistaken? Look at all these people in the school, they're no different from normal people!"
Old Dao glanced at the people around him again, pointed at them, and retorted to me.
There were many people coming and going, and everyone looked young and beautiful. The men were energetic and the women were showing off their arms, legs and... well, you know.
It perfectly aligns with everyone's preconceived notions.
"Hehehe, you have to understand, this is a human being, not some kind of puppet, so it can't be formulaic!"
The people here seem to have been designed using templates, and their expressions are quite stiff.
Also, look how many people we've already passed by. With our appearance, we're bound to get a super high rate of people turning their heads to look at us.
And then what happened?
I'm a little exasperated. I've explained it so clearly, hasn't Lao Dao figured it out yet?
"For example, you're not a doll. If you encounter something dangerous, you'll pee! Other people will tremble and poop when they encounter danger!"
These are all individual differences, you understand?
Seeing that Lao Dao still didn't understand, I gave him another example from my own experience.
This time, Lao Dao finally understood.
"I understand now. Everyone in this school is fake; they're all created by someone!"
Old Dao gasped, his face flushing slightly. It seemed the example I had just given him had made him a little embarrassed.
"Yes, that's it, but I don't think it's as simple as just being man-made! Let's go check the school's notice board!"
I pointed to the notice board in front of me. School notice boards usually introduce some well-known alumni, such as their college entrance examination scores, or outstanding backbone teachers.
Since Shenwu No. 2 High School is considered one of the worst high schools, the bulletin board does not list the college entrance examination scores of famous alumni, but only lists some outstanding graduates.
Next up are the outstanding teachers.
I stood on the notice board, looking at the words "Outstanding Teachers," and began to write down the names on it.
"Brother Chen, look, this Cao Rongbin is actually a special-grade teacher!"
Before I could even speak, Lao Dao interrupted.
He pointed to Cao Rongbin's position above and shouted.
I looked up and followed the direction Old Dao was pointing.
Sure enough, right at the very top was Cao Rongbin.
Unfortunately, the photo is gone. It's unclear whether it was torn up or weathered away over time.
"Hmm, unbelievable! There are actually top-level teachers in this kind of school. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it!"
To be honest, being a top-level teacher is extremely rare, even in a small county.
A school like Shenwu No. 2 Middle School, full of delinquent girls and blond-haired kids, would never have a top-tier teacher.
"I can't believe it. Old Cao's arrogant demeanor makes him seem like a top-level teacher. I'd believe you if you told me he was a top-level technician!"
Old Dao laughed.
"The photos are just not visible now. Maybe Lao Cao was more serious in the photos?"
Old Dao laughed heartily.
I stared at the empty seat, and something just didn't feel right.
Why is it that only Lao Cao's photo is missing, while everyone else's photos are still intact?
As I looked through these items, I made notes of their names.
At the same time, he didn't forget to use his "heavenly eye" to check on the people around him.
Finally, I found the pattern.
This ghost school isn't just full of students who act like puppets.
There are also some normal ones, which are normal people and puppets mixed together.
Truth and falsehood intertwined, falsehood and truth—this is just like lying. This is the highest level of lying.
Perhaps the real students here don't even know they live in a world of puppets.
I can see that if it's a puppet, it has a special kind of energy inside it, which is probably golden. I guess this energy can provide power to the puppet and give it certain emotions.
As for normal students and teachers, they don't have that kind of thing in their bodies.
He looked sickly, but that's more like the state an ordinary person should be in.
"Old Dao, be careful. Some of the people in this school are puppets, but some are real people. Don't accidentally hurt them!"
I gave Lao Dao some instructions and told him what I had seen.
After I finished speaking, I didn't mention Old Knife's eyes.
Because there were also special orbs of light near Lao Dao's eyes, but the orbs of light inside the puppets' bodies were golden, while the orbs of light inside Lao Dao's body were green.
Both the size and the color were quite different, and to avoid scaring Lao Dao, I simply didn't tell him.
"I see, I understand now, Brother Chen. I'll try to find a few normal people and ask them about this Old Cao!"
After listening to what I said, Lao Dao's expression turned serious, and his previous playful smile disappeared.
"Yes, we must find a normal person. If it's a puppet, then the information we get is false!"
I didn't look well. Now it seems that the security guard we just encountered might have been a puppet.
"Brother Chen, look at that young lady!"
Old Dao pulled me aside and pointed to a woman not far away.
The woman was very beautiful, probably around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, dressed in neat work clothes, and had a very elegant demeanor.
The name was also on the work clothes, but the font was too small to see.
They look like school teachers.
"Hello, Teacher Long!"
I moved closer, smiled, and extended a hand to greet them.
Because when they were talking, I saw the name on the employee badge, which was very nice-sounding: Long Xiyue.
You should know that the surname "Long" is quite rare.
Especially with such a high level of attractiveness and such a perfect temperament, I always feel that there shouldn't be a teacher like this in this school.
"Master Chen, Master Lao Dao?"
When Long Xiyue saw me and Lao Dao, she showed a look of surprise.
"ah?"
Lao Dao and I were both dumbfounded.
I was just thinking about how to strike up a conversation with this pretty female teacher, but unexpectedly, she recognized me and Lao Dao perfectly.
Could it be Zhang Yongnian again?
This doesn't make sense!
"Teacher Long, although it may be a bit presumptuous, I would like to know how you knew about me and Lao Dao?"
I steeled myself and went up to Long Xiyue to ask her. I was certain that this was the first time Lao Dao and I had met Long Xiyue.
I will never forget a beautiful woman with this kind of temperament once I've seen her.
"You two masters are joking. We already know each other!"
Long Xiyue looked puzzled, perhaps even at this moment she didn't know why I asked that question.
"You already knew each other?"
My brow furrowed even deeper.
How is that possible?
I covered my head. Could it be that my memories have been altered?
"Didn't I find two masters and ask them to help deal with the school's affairs?"
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