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Han Fei felt that he was desperately trying to grab something. He clenched his hand, but the other party still disappeared into his world.

Opening his eyes, there was a trail of tears on his cheeks, and unspeakable sadness filled his heart, and he was unable to speak for a while.

The smell of disinfectant floated into his nostrils, and Han Fei felt a great pain in his body. The pain was transmitted from the inside to the outside, as if to split his spirit and body.

Looking around, Han Fei was lying on the hospital bed in the school infirmary. He seemed to have returned to reality, everything was so real.

"Where is this?"

The memory was broken into pieces and scattered in his mind. It took him a long time to remember his name.

"Han Fei..."

Sitting up from the hospital bed little by little, Han Fei was wearing ordinary clothes, with a pack of low-quality cigarettes and a crumpled class assessment form in his pocket.

Before Han Fei could continue to check, there were footsteps in the corridor, high heels colliding with the ground, and the crisp sound could be heard from far away.

The door was pushed open, and a woman with a very ordinary face entered the room. When she saw that Han Fei had woken up, she sat directly next to Han Fei: "Mr. Gao Cheng, I don't suggest you continue to come here for classes. Your body The condition is very bad and your personality is on the verge of collapse, what you need now is to take a good rest."

As she spoke, she handed an inspection report to Han Fei, and the words written on it made Han Fei a little hard to understand.

"Name: Gao Cheng."

"Male, 28 years old, the leader of Class Seven."

"Possesses a basic greedy personality, with a degree of collapse of 31%, and is suspected to have an unidentified hidden personality."

"The mental pollution index is thirty-nine, and it is about to enter the dangerous line!"

"Congenital personality defects, severe depression, intermittent mania."

"Suggestion: The teacher is no longer suitable to continue to be the responsible person. If the condition does not improve significantly within three days, please leave the campus."

Han Fei felt severe pain in his brain, and he grabbed the inspection report: "What's going on? What's wrong with this world?"

"It's difficult to accept the reality, and subjectively refuse to accept everything. This is also a self-protection mechanism of the brain. However, I didn't expect that you, who are so strong, would fall under the mental pollution." The female school doctor sighed and turned the infirmary The curtain opened: "Twenty-two years have passed since the fall of Xinhu. The beautiful childhood in your mind is doomed to become only a memory. It will disappear forever and you will never see it again."

Every sentence of the female school doctor seemed to imply something, and Han Fei also tried hard to think. He looked in the direction where the woman was standing, and his eyes were fixed on the city outside the window.

Thick dark clouds covered the sky, high walls were built on the edge of the city, and the doors and windows of familiar buildings were sealed with wooden boards. The whole city was lifeless, and looked depressed, dull, and lifeless.

Looking at the distraught Han Fei, the female school doctor shook her head slightly, put a bottle of medicine on the table, and left.

"Xinhu has fallen? The city outside is Xinhu?" Han Fei sat on the hospital bed blankly. He pieced together the memories in his mind, and it took him a long time to remember something.

"Laughter and thirty children used usurping gods to forcibly enter the memory world of the garden master's shrine. They burned all the memories, but I didn't lose my memory when I followed them."

Han Fei looked out of the window again, and he was extremely puzzled: "For the dead gods, most of their shrine memory world is the past. What still exists is unspeakable. Is their memory shrine world a certain kind of future they expect? "

Putting the medicine bottle left by the female school doctor into his pocket, Han Fei put on his shoes and walked out of the infirmary.

He is now in a school, this area is not sealed off by wooden boards, and there is not much difference between the interior of the campus and the real school.

"Thirty children must not die..."

Holding the wall to move, Han Fei recalled the information on the inspection report: "I am the person in charge of Class Seven, where is Class Seven?"

Han Fei was walking on the corridor, and there were students in the classrooms on both sides, and they listened carefully to the teacher's voice.

"Each of us has our own personality, which is the crystallization of a person's life value and the key to resisting spiritual pollution."

"If you want to kill those unknown things, the first thing you have to do is stick to your heart and never be shaken by them!"

"Two-thirds of the city is occupied by ghosts, and the boarded-up buildings are all inhabited by ghosts! We need to clear them building by building, and finally drive them out completely! In the process Some people may sacrifice, but I want you to remember that death is not the end, the more you fear, the more pain and despair will haunt you!"

"The most precious thing in this era is called hope, and you are hope!"

The teacher was scribbling on the blackboard, and there was an unconcealable sadness in his voice. He seemed to know that he was lying, but he had to say so.

"All the banned buildings in Xinhu City are roughly divided into five categories. The white building with the lowest difficulty may contain the regrets of the deceased and ordinary obsessions; the red building with medium difficulty hides resentment and hate-tainted items inside; and then It is a more difficult dead building, also known as a black building, entering means that you will die, if you see a dark dead building, you must stay away!"

"In addition to the above three types, there are two special types of forbidden buildings, one is the unexplored treacherous building, no one knows what is inside; the other is the forbidden building, don't ask the reason, the forbidden building cannot be discussed , and no one is allowed to approach!"

"The vast majority of you are orphans, and many of you suffer from various special diseases due to the impact of the disaster. The world treats you very unfairly. If you want to change this bad situation, explore the Forbidden buildings are the easy way."

"If one of you can clean up a building, it will be respected by everyone in this area. Of course, even the simplest white building is too difficult for you. This is my good wish for you. Hope."

"In addition to cleaning up the entire building, you can also get rich rewards for bringing out items tainted with hatred and curses from the forbidden building. Those items will also be collected and processed by us into weapons against ghosts."

After the teacher finished speaking, he touched his glasses, and the outline of a student who was hanged appeared vaguely on the lens: "According to the school's requirements, in three days, you will go out to inspect the building alone for the first time, I hope you can I have gained something, and I hope that there will not be any vacancies in our class by then."

The teacher then said a lot of things, which also gave Han Fei a general understanding of the memory shrine of the garden owner.

This memory shrine world is different from any one Han Fei has experienced before. The owner of the garden is still alive, and his shrine memory world represents his obsession with the future. If there is no interference from outside forces, this ghost town may be the 22nd year of Xinhu Afterwards.

"get out of class is over!"

The classroom door was pushed open, and the male teacher wearing glasses walked out of the classroom. He was surprised when he saw Han Fei standing outside the door: "Mr. Gao, why are you here?"

"I had some physical problems. I suddenly felt very uncomfortable in the corridor just now, so I leaned against the wall to rest for a while." Han Fei was indeed very weak now.

"Hey, I really don't know what you encountered in that strange building? It can make your mental pollution index soar from 71 to 39." The male teacher felt sorry for Han Fei, but he didn't come close. For Han Fei's plan, thirty-nine mental pollution seems to be a terrible value: "The principal has something to do with me, so I'll go there first."

The young male teacher wearing glasses is called Ma Jing. The work card on his chest shows that he is the person in charge of the third class.

However, this was not the focus of Han Fei's attention. In his memory, there was a perverted murderer in Xinhu whose name was also Ma Jing, and the other's face was engraved on the ghost card by the big ghost.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang for a long time, but none of the students in the corridor came out to play. Everyone stayed in the classroom and did not dare to go out at will.

Along the corridor, Han Fei came to the second floor of the teaching building. After passing an empty and sealed classroom, he finally found the seventh class he was in charge of.

Pushing the door and entering, the faces of these children are both familiar and unfamiliar. They seem to have appeared in their own memory, and it seems that everything is just their own hallucination.

"One, two... twenty-nine, thirty."

There are exactly 30 students in Class 7, no more, no less, as required by the system, but Han Fei's eyes are a bit complicated: "There are only 30 children in the class, and the laughing man who followed 30 children into the world of the shrine Woolen cloth?"

Just thinking about this question made Han Fei feel unable to breathe. He opened his mouth and sucked in big mouthfuls, but his chest was still extremely stuffy.

"Teacher, why don't you go to rest first, and we will go to self-study."

Han Fei only saw the outlines of the blood shadows of those children, and he still couldn't compare each student's face with the number, everything needed time to get in touch with.

"I'm fine." Han Fei picked up the chalk and wrote the important parts of what Teacher Ma Jing said on the blackboard.

From the moment he opened his eyes, he was ready to do everything in his power to ensure that all thirty children survived.

The brain was dizzy, and the more he thought, the faster the mental pollution seemed to spread. He felt as if there was a monster growing in his body, slowly devouring his heart and destroying his personality.

After writing the last useful message, Han Fei's vision began to blur, and half of the world he saw was engulfed in shadows.

"Teacher, it's time for you to take your medicine." A student walked to the edge of the podium at some point. He took out the bottle of medicine from Han Fei's pocket, looked carefully, and poured out a foul-smelling pill from it.

The medicine bottle was left by the female school doctor. Han Fei was not sure if there was anything wrong with the other party's medicine. He didn't choose to take the medicine, but asked everyone to go to self-study first. He was going to wait for more information before trying the medicine of this world. thing.

After Han Fei walked out of the classroom, the smiling student put on another expression. He glanced at Han Fei's writing on the blackboard, and then stood in the middle of the podium.

"Did you see the city outside the window? Although I have forgotten a lot of things, I still remember some common sense. What is certain now is that we do not belong to this weird place." The student picked up the homework with his name on it Ben: "The name written in the notebook is Zhou Qi, but I don't have the slightest impression of this name. I only remember a number—the number five."

Every student in the class has his own name, UU Reading www.uukanshu. com, but they are extremely unfamiliar with that name, on the contrary, it is their respective numbers that make them unable to forget.

"To sum up the existing clues, we came to this city with ghosts and became students of the Orphan Academy. The teachers here regard us as hope on the surface, but in fact they should just regard us as tools that can be discarded at any time." Five No. Zhou Qi wiped the self-study on the blackboard, and wrote the word self-help: "What do you think?"

"My thoughts may be a little more pessimistic than yours." A student who lost his legs sat in the corner of the class: "The students in this school are either orphans, or freaks with diseases, all of them are abandoned children. Looking out of the window, there are obviously closed buildings around the campus, but there are still many living people gathered, so what is the reason why ghosts do not disturb this place?"

He folded a paper plane and threw it out the window, but the plane was wet by the rain before flying far and landed on the muddy ground in front of the teaching building.

"I guess we don't even count as tools, but just rations for ghosts." The male student who lost his legs moved his body and faced the other students in the class: "The teacher said that three days later will be the first time we will go out to investigate alone. Three days may be our last time."