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Chapter 116 The Perilous Dream-Fulfilling Middle School and Senior Zhou's Perfect Harmony (5k)

24: 15.

The Reflection Ruins were shrouded in a thick gray fog that enveloped the entire Dream Realm Middle School.

Outside the tightly locked iron gate, beyond the yellow warning tape painted with various mysterious symbols, vehicles bearing the abbreviation "FZDC" surrounded the area.

—This is all the work of the “Disaster Response Investigation Agency”, of course. Heaven knows how they managed to get these vehicles into the Reflection Ruins.

The white lettering “FZDC”, abbreviated as the Federal Republic of Germany, along with a shield-shaped logo, is the most famous external symbol of the Tinghai government's special disaster prevention response and investigation agency.

Right now, the yellow warning tape surrounding the school is being connected by rows of black pickup trucks, each with a pyramid-shaped metal cone on its roof that rotates automatically like some kind of strange antenna.

"Buzz!"

These cone-shaped metals vibrated softly, emitting a peculiar hum, which caused the dense, mysterious symbols on the yellow warning line to glow faintly, resonating with the hum.

As the yellow warning tape stretched taut, an invisible ritual space unfolded, enveloping and sealing off the entire Dream Realization Middle School.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

At the same time, a hum like that of a swarm of wasps swept across the sky, rows of black drones hovered at low altitudes, fire-breathing robot dogs patrolled the ground, and silent but cold guns were mounted on them, their barrels shimmering with dark blue enchanted runes.

On the ground, FZDC's unique disaster prevention and emergency response force, wearing heavy exoskeleton armor, expressionless, holding guns and ammunition, and carrying riot shields, stood shoulder to shoulder behind the cordon, forming an impenetrable human wall.

The muzzles of their guns were all pointed at the ground; they had been given a strict order not to fire first at anything coming out of there.

This was done to avoid triggering some unknown "rule" from the school and angering the school or even the entire street.

Large searchlights mounted on pickup trucks illuminated the dimly lit streets as bright as day, but when the light reached the school, it all vanished, as if swallowed whole by the silent darkness behind the school's iron gates.

"Report sir!"

With a clang, an officer wearing exoskeleton armor ran over and stood at attention, saluting a skinny man standing on a pickup truck.

The saluting officer, wearing the rank of second lieutenant on his shoulder, had a huge claw mark on his armor, and the shattered armor was crackling with arcs of electricity, as if it had just been torn apart by some enormous monster.

Right now, his lower body was sprayed with chili oil that looked like blood, and the strong smell of spicy snacks lingered on his body... but this was also proof of his achievements:
"Our department has successfully cleared the irregularities at the convenience store near the school gate. Please provide instructions for the next steps!"

The gaunt man looked over and nodded gently at him:
"Good work, Lieutenant. Get back to your unit and stay alert!"

"Yes!"

After the ceremony, the lieutenant, covered in blood, turned around and jogged back home.

Then, the gaunt man picked up a megaphone, turned around, and looked at the dense crowd behind him:
"Everyone——"

The amplified electronic music spread, and the "slayers" recruited by FZDC quieted down.

These people were temporarily assembled here, and compared to a well-trained armed army, they were nothing more than a group of "disorganized rabble".

Among these people, some wore masks, held staffs, and wore retro robes; others wore rather unconventional and bizarre costumes, had brightly colored long hair, and held exaggeratedly large long knives.

Some students were wearing high school uniforms but their fingertips sparked with electricity; some bald men wore capes and cosplayed as Superman; and some muscular men had thick chains around their necks and leaned against the wall with their arms crossed, looking cool.

All sorts of people gathered here, making it resemble a large-scale comic convention or a disreputable gathering, yet none of them should be underestimated.

These extraordinary individuals, who are not incorporated into the official system, include wandering wizards, psychics who are still in school, lucky ones who have obtained a way to inherit the knowledge by chance, and impoverished people on welfare who anonymously fight for justice.

Although most of the time, wild extraordinary individuals are regarded as destabilizing factors by the authorities, and are discriminated against, suppressed, or either recruited or arrested.

However, those who can stand here are basically "reserve" officials who have already been officially screened and are currently under evaluation. They are officials with clean backgrounds, good character, and considerable strength.

Generally speaking, FZDC is often the department that recruits the most non-staff personnel, because they are not dealing with just one or two oddballs; the word "disaster prevention" says it all.

Whenever a "disaster" strikes, a large number of people are the foundation for all actions. For this reason, FZDC has even invented more than a dozen labor dispatch positions such as "civilian consultant" and "public welfare management".

These positions offer a certain salary and basic welfare benefits, and there is no longer any need to worry about being monitored or arrested by the authorities, thus allowing individuals to become noble people serving federal citizens.

Those who excel at their work may even have the opportunity to take an exam or be selected for a permanent position, which opens up a path for exceptional individuals to secure a stable job.

"Gentlemen, the time has come for the Federation to test you!"

The loudspeaker blared, vibrating the eardrums of every extraordinary person in front of the school gates:

“You are all lucky ones favored by fate, who have transformed from ordinary people into extraordinary people.”

"However, the extraordinary abilities that fate bestows upon us also mean that we must shoulder responsibilities that ordinary people cannot imagine... just like now!"

"Next, I will create conditions for you to open a breach in the school from the front."

"Your task is to use your abilities to infiltrate the school, investigate the environment with the equipment you carry, and report back the specific situation inside the school."

He explained the situation concisely, his deep voice slightly hoarse:
"This task is not simple, because at this time we know nothing about the situation inside the school, and the risks inside may be greater than expected."

"Therefore, if you face a crisis, you can choose to retreat at any time."

"—Once the final investigation is completed, the most challenging task of overcoming the difficulties and launching a decisive attack will be taken over by our department."

"So rest assured, FZDC is always with you!"

The gaunt man's voice was strong and resonant, as if offering some kind of promise:
"There are no cannon fodder here. The organization will provide you with remote guidance at any time and will always be waiting to receive you at the school gate."

"If you have any needs, you can let us know in advance. The entire FZDC resources will be your strong support!"

"I must remind you all again that this journey will be fraught with danger."

"But once the mission is completed, the organization will also give you different levels of thanks based on the results of your investigation at the school."

"The ten most outstanding individuals will become contract workers on a temporary basis within FZDC, a status that will be recognized by various official departments..."

A gaunt man stood on a pickup truck, holding up a loudspeaker and talking animatedly, painting a bright future for these extraordinary people who had never seen the world.

In order to better resolve this crisis, in addition to ten non-permanent positions...

FZDC even promised that, after the incident, depending on their performance in the investigation, the agency would grant them access to some of the less classified anomalous knowledge to a certain extent.

In any mysterious world where knowledge is strictly monopolized, these wild extraordinary beings are precisely what they lack most.

Many of them didn't even understand some of the most basic rituals. Their knowledge of potions and rituals was limited to the ritual for entering the Reflection Ruins, and their training and development of their abilities consisted of nothing more than bending spoons and shooting coins with bullets.

So at this moment, these extraordinary individuals appear to be in a rather excited state.

Admittedly, exploring the Dream School is fraught with danger, but the higher the risk, the greater the reward. If you miss this opportunity, when will you get another chance?
The powerful speech, the grand procession, and the soldiers' dazzling array of extraordinary equipment all filled these extraordinary individuals with awe and overflowing confidence.

They were eager, excited, and greedy; some even thought it was just a larger-scale exorcism game.

Once this is over, they can transform themselves into officially recognized figures, turning from wild chickens into phoenixes with secure jobs!
With this in mind, they were already eager to test the waters of Yuanmeng Middle School.

No one can stop it!

Next, everyone was given a walkie-talkie and a miniature camera to record the transmitted images in real time.

This camera utilizes the latest technology from the Science First Council's Seaside Chapter. It is portable and can capture "dirty things" that ordinary electronic devices cannot see, and it also has extraordinary dynamic capture capabilities!
Even in a place like the Reflection Ruins, where interference is everywhere, the cameras can faithfully record and transmit everything that is happening on campus.

What these extraordinary individuals had to do was to clip these miniature cameras to their chests, infiltrate the school as scouts, and transmit everything they saw back to FZDC.

At that time, the staff will naturally formulate the final general offensive plan to minimize the final casualties!
"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the sealed iron gate was forcibly blasted open by the explosion ceremony.

Drones and robotic dogs laden with weapons surged in like a torrent, launching a probing attack on the mysterious Dream Realization Middle School.

As the swirling gray fog on campus slowly dissipated, a formation of several hundred students appeared on the playground, doing exercises with twisting their waists and turning their hips.

But none of the students had facial features, and their movements were stiff yet perfectly synchronized, creating a bizarre and eerie scene.

Battle was imminent, and the sound of gunfire erupted.

"It's now!"

The man with the megaphone shouted, and hundreds of extraordinary individuals behind him moved in response.

Taking advantage of the students guarding the gate being distracted, hundreds of "crawlers" were able to successfully infiltrate the school, just like sand mixed with cement or sewage flowing into the ocean.

In the thick gray fog, the extraordinary individuals, either in small groups or alone, began to explore the interior of the school.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

At the same time, hundreds of clear images also appeared inside the command vehicle outside the school.

The spacious but dark interior of the car was dark, with various projected images occupying the four walls, playing in real time the first-person perspectives transmitted back by the extraordinary individuals' personal cameras.

Some people are gesturing wildly into the air, as if communicating with spirits in the air; others are drawing on the ground, studying where to go next in the mist.

Someone was about to carefully push open a rusty iron door in front of them, and no one knew what was hidden behind it.

In the thick fog, they quickly became separated from each other and moved slowly and cautiously.

At this moment, as images are transmitted back, a 3D projection model of the internal structure of Yuanmeng Middle School is slowly taking shape in the center of the command vehicle.

Under the projection screen displaying hundreds of flickering images, the monitoring staff relayed the final results of the signal debugging:

"Report! Transmission signal is stable with low latency. All 112 biosignal tracking points are online. Vital signs are normal, and the mental fluctuation index is within the normal threshold... Everything is technically normal!"

"Report! There is no abnormal spiritual activity in the vicinity. We are continuing to monitor the situation."

"Equipment is normal, signal is normal, personnel are in good condition, the operation is progressing steadily, and the infiltrators have not encountered fierce resistance so far."

"..."

Faced with the monitor's report, the staff officers diligently took notes and analyzed the information.

Behind the staff officers, a gaunt man sat in a chair in a dark corner, next to a large megaphone that had just been put down.

"Squeak!"

The chair under my bottom wobbled twice.

Leaning slightly forward, his withered hands clasped together, the thin man's eyes, though unusually bright, were bloodshot as he scanned the hundreds of clear projected images around him. Finally, after a moment's hesitation, he nodded slightly, his deep voice giving his judgment:

"Stay in touch with them at all times."

"Everything is normal. Continue monitoring and proceed as planned!"

"..."

With a light breath, the skinny man shook his messy and greasy mushroom-head hair and rubbed his thick, noticeable dark circles under his eyes.

Having not slept for three days and two nights, he was somewhat exhausted, but this did not prevent his brain from remaining highly active.

hope everything is fine.

……

The expensive drones and robot dogs were quickly and completely destroyed by the student contingent.

With a loud crash, the iron gate slammed shut again.

Those standing outside the school could only watch helplessly as the thick gray fog rose again, engulfing everything behind the iron gate.

Everyone knows very well that at this very moment, the real test for those extraordinary individuals... has only just begun!
In the gray fog, the student formation of several hundred people dispersed on the spot, and began to search for the "intruders" who had not gone far in groups of three or five.

At first, the extraordinary individuals didn't take these faceless, black-eyed, eerie students seriously.

But they soon discovered that as soon as these students noticed them and bothered them for a while, a tall "teacher" would arrive.

Then, the teacher would either whip them around like spinning tops with a pointer or pull out a belt and lasso their heads like a lasso.

At this moment, the extraordinary individuals, their faces bruised and swollen, finally recalled the fear they felt as children when they were dominated by their teachers at school...

"Report! Signals from stations 25, 57, and 81 have all disappeared simultaneously!"

"They were spotted by the patrolling students!"

"Oh no! Number 3 ran into the vice principal on patrol and got kicked in the butt while being chased and questioned about why he was late... Number 3 has a mental breakdown!"

"..."

The series of bad news turned the gaunt man's face ashen.

"Immediately assess the 'Vice Principal's' abilities!"

"Based on current intelligence, simulate the students' patrol route and warn any infiltrating extraordinary individuals to be extremely careful! If discovered, do not engage in any confrontation; escape immediately!"

Although he had anticipated the tight security at Tinghai Middle School, he still did not expect that the drones and robot dogs worth tens of millions of yuan would be destroyed instantly, and the probing attack would not even make a ripple.

Those student formations guarding behind the iron gate and lingering in the gray fog were even more terrifying than he had imagined!
In the blink of an eye, nearly 10 extraordinary individuals were captured by the students, and the signal was lost.

What a bad start...

The gaunt man's bloodshot eyes were fixed on the remaining surveillance footage, and for the first time in his life, he prayed that these "wild" extraordinary individuals could survive.

"..."

the other side.

A gunshot rang out at the main gate.

A black cat, unnoticed by anyone, emerged from an inconspicuous dog hole somewhere in Yuanmeng Middle School.

"Buzz!"

Amidst the pervasive gray fog and the distant, intense gunfire like firecrackers, the black cat transformed back into Bai Zhou, dressed in a jet-black trench coat.

But he quickly took off his trench coat and put on a blue and white school uniform instead.

—The school uniform left behind by the exam king came in handy at this time.

"Buzz!"

The moment Bai Zhou slipped his hands through the sleeves of his school uniform, he immediately felt himself enveloped by an inexplicable field.

It's hard to describe the feeling, but the visibility in the gray fog suddenly improved a lot.

Since entering the Reflection Listening to the Sea, the "sense of exclusion" that had been vaguely surrounding the white boat has disappeared, replaced by a feeling of being in one's own water, and even the spirituality within the body has become much more active as a result.

Now, it seems like "Welcome to the Sea" has truly become the case...

"clatter!"

As Shirashu was getting used to the feeling, suddenly there were soft footsteps beside him.

someone!

Bai Zhou immediately became alert and stared intently at the direction.

Two students, without ears, mouths, or noses, slowly emerged from the depths of the tranquil gray fog and passed by the white boat.

Their eyes were dark and empty, without pupils, staring straight at the white boat.

Bai Zhou immediately felt a chill run down his spine, and his muscles stiffened.

Because following behind the two students was a balding man wearing a striped polo shirt, a leather belt, shorts, gray socks, and sandals!
"not good!"

—It's that homeroom teacher who almost dragged him away with a pointer last time!
How could they have arrived so quickly...?

Bai Zhou instinctively searched for nearby escape routes, his heart pounding in his throat.

Although things are different now, he knows very well how troublesome these guys are. If he can't deal with them in a short time, the fight will attract even more terrifying beings.

This school is unfathomable; any carelessness could trigger a chain reaction. The occasional, fleeting gunshots from the attackers in the distance already say it all!
However, just as Bai Zhou subconsciously reached for the short stick at his waist—

"clatter!"

Two students walked up to Bai Zhou and stood in front of him, their dark pupils staring intently at him. They tilted their heads, as if slightly puzzled.

It was only then that Bai Zhou noticed that they had been staring at him intently from the beginning, actually looking at his school uniform...?
Then, without prior arrangement, they all bowed slightly to the white boat.

Although they have no mouths, they can still speak in unison, emitting muffled and eerie sounds from their throats:

"Hello, senior!"

Senior?
Bai Zhou blinked twice, his mind going blank for a moment.

Then, the homeroom teacher, who exuded a terrifyingly oppressive aura, snorted coldly and pointed at Bai Zhou:
"Remember to zip up your school uniform zipper, and always pay attention to your appearance!"

"Who is your teacher? Didn't he teach you?"

"—This will not happen again!"

Not long after he finished speaking.

After reprimanding the students, the homeroom teacher walked away with his hands behind his back, his leisurely figure gradually disappearing into the depths of the gray fog.

Two students followed closely behind, walking hurriedly.

In a short while, their figures disappeared.

"...Is this the end?"

Bai Zhou blinked twice more, his eyes sparkling, the light within them growing brighter and brighter.

At this moment, he finally came to his senses, and as his heart pounded, he slowly let out a long breath.

Bai Zhou straightened his back abruptly, coughed lightly, and slowly crossed his hands behind his back.

"clatter……"

With light footsteps, Bai Zhou began to walk like the director, his figure gradually disappearing into the gray mist.

Gunshots echoed faintly throughout the school shrouded in gray fog, but quickly ceased, leaving everyone on edge and realizing that endless danger lurked within the fog.

This Dream-Fulfilling Middle School, which officials dare not easily venture into and which is heavily guarded and unfathomable, is just like a monster that devours people without spitting out the bones.

Extremely dangerous!

No one knows how many of the extraordinary individuals will return, and even the extraordinary individuals themselves don't know.

As the exploration of the campus deepened, the students launched a comprehensive search, and one by one, his companions were murdered...

These extraordinary individuals, who were originally confident, gradually began to lose their confidence.

As expected, it's not so easy to take advantage of official deals!

They became extremely tense and cautious, every step of their exploration was fraught with difficulty, and they were overjoyed at each escape from capture.

However, looking at Shiraishu—

The boy strolled around the campus, still cautious in his heart, but on the surface he seemed carefree and at ease, as if he were in his own water, with a sense of comfort like he was coming home.

Even when he encountered students searching for "intruders" several times, Bai Zhou simply nodded at them from afar without making a sound.

Then, almost simultaneously, they would greet Bai Zhou with great respect.

Although Bai Zhou appeared expressionless at first, he was actually quite nervous inside.

But later on, his mood became as calm as the expression on his face.

What invaders, what adventurer White Boat... I don't understand.

Call me senior!

—Senior Zhou!

(End of this chapter)