Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

Chen Xi, who was rushing out of the classroom, bumped into Zhang Wanyi who was walking towards her.

With a "snap".

The starch sausage in Zhang Wanyi's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"What happened?"

Zhang Wanyi's age and her environment gave her a composure far beyond that of a high school student.

Although they hadn't known each other for long, Chen Xi was not a reckless person. Instead of losing her temper like a normal person, she subconsciously asked in a low voice.

"Wang Qingqing has disappeared."

"It's that girl sitting in front of us."

"You must know the information in the group better than I do, right?"

"The current situation seems to fit the two characteristics of frequent gatherings in the Pseudo-Human Chapter."

Chen Xi replied in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Seeing that Zhang Wanyi was alright, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

For a fleeting moment, he genuinely believed that the kind of melodramatic plot from TV dramas—where the key character dies just as a clue is discovered—would happen to him.

Fortunately, it turned out that he was overthinking things.

According to the information provided in the group, the odds of a superhuman versus a fake human being being beaten are roughly 40/60.

Four extraordinary individuals, six false ones.

The difference here is not a difference in hard power, but rather the unpredictable nature of the pseudo-person.

Their camouflage before being exposed was almost perfect.

If you cannot provide early warnings, you are easily caught off guard by the other party.

Zhang Wanyi nodded and silently took out a pair of glasses from her pocket and put them on.

magician......

Upon seeing this scene, Chen Xi realized that he had guessed correctly.

There are fake people around here!

The first stage of the superhuman is the stage where they are most vulnerable to attacks from fake humans.

The core reason is that superhumans at this stage are not strong enough and are most vulnerable to having their identities stolen.

Once an identity is lost, a person will disappear completely, as if swallowed by a black tower.

However, Zhang Wanyi is an exception, after all, she possesses the Magician as a containment object.

There is some information about the contained items in the group chat, but very little of it, and none of it has pictures, presumably to prevent information leaks.

Chen Xi also saw an introduction about magicians in it.

The description mentions its ability to manipulate objects, but doesn't specify the range or its side effects.

Once you put it on, it'll cause a headache, just like when Tang Sanzang chants a spell for Sun Wukong. The exact level of pain isn't specified.

This is why Zhang Wanyi only wears it when necessary. Although she personally said she wouldn't be cursed, it seems there are other side effects.

"Sorry, I walked too fast."

"It's okay, I should finish eating before going into the classroom."

After a moment of silence, the two acted like comrades who had worked together for many years.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xi silently used a broom to clean up the starchy intestines, and Zhang Wanyi walked to her seat as if nothing had happened.

He sat down, glanced at the empty desk next to the class monitor, and said nothing.

Their whispered conversations and seamless teamwork appeared somewhat ambiguous to onlookers.

Although these people are all students in the top class, putting aside their grades, they are essentially just seventeen or eighteen-year-old young people, full of youthful vigor.

Moreover, the people of Daxia are naturally inclined to be gossips and find it difficult to remain indifferent.

"Oh~ my beautiful school beauty, why are you staring at the empty desk next to me? Do you want to be my deskmate?"

"Chen Xi will be sad if that happens."

The class monitor chuckled.

"OK."

Zhang Wanyi smiled slightly and agreed immediately.

"Forehead......"

The class monitor's face stiffened, much like a guy who'd been talking big meeting a woman who'd actually been honest. He paused, then reached out his right hand and scratched the back of his head.

"Haha, I was just kidding, school beauty. The seats are all arranged by the homeroom teacher. I don't have the right to change them on my own."

"What are you chatting about, you seem to be having so much fun?"

Chen Xi, who had just finished processing the starch sausage, returned to her seat and casually remarked.

"Um... Chen Xi, please teach me how to solve this problem."

The class monitor quickly changed the subject, took out the math test paper from that morning, and pointed to the last big question, asking a question.

Even among students in the advanced math class, very few could solve the last math problem completely.

Chen Xi was not surprised; it was his responsibility as the class representative.

However, with class about to start and time limited, he gave the class monitor some ideas on how to solve the problem. Seeing the monitor nodding repeatedly, he assumed the monitor understood.

Back in their seats, neither of them spoke.

Chen Xi felt both nervous and excited, after all, he had never encountered a so-called fake person before.

This feeling is like someone suddenly telling you that there are ghosts in this world, and that they could appear next to you at any time.

The first period in the afternoon was English class, and Chen Xi listened absentmindedly, as was her usual behavior.

His gaze would occasionally drift to Zhang Wanyi's face.

It's simply beautiful.

In short, there was no tension or tension that Chen Xi wanted.

This relieved some of the pressure on Chen Xi.

According to historical records, the pseudo-humans are also creatures with incredible abilities, making them very difficult to deal with.

But seeing Zhang Wanyi's expression, he seemed confident, which reassured him considerably.

"Ahem, everyone, please pay attention in class."

"Don't keep staring at the new classmates."

"High school students should prioritize their studies; academic performance is the next priority."

"It will be in your file, it will stay with you for the rest of your life!"

The English teacher suddenly said something unrelated to the topic, and then continued explaining the problem.

The surrounding classmates also glanced over, intentionally or unintentionally, and laughed along with it.

There's only one new classmate, and it's obvious who it is.

The English teacher didn't stop her; she just wanted to give Chen Xi a little pointer.

As for Chen Xi, he dislikes this English teacher the most, otherwise he wouldn't have recited it in front of her yesterday.

This teacher often instilled the idea that all other pursuits are inferior, only studying is superior.

Chen Xi strongly disagreed with this idea. If he weren't a student, he would have liked to retort, "A scholar is useless in all aspects."

It was because of his hyperthymesia that he deeply understood that those who excel in their studies, or are very good at it, are more or less gifted.

However, being good at academics does not guarantee good character, nor does it imply anything else; in fact, it can easily lead to arrogance and conceit.

Therefore, Chen Xi dislikes this kind of thinking that regards grades as everything.

Although college admissions are based solely on grades and not character, that doesn't stop him from disliking that conclusion.

After being enlightened by Zhang Wanyi at noon, Chen Xi experienced a significant spiritual uplift.

He clearly felt that the prejudiced looks from those around him no longer affected him much; this was a change in his mindset.

Chen Xi understood perfectly well that although she and her classmates were in the same class, in a sense, they were already different people in the same world.

Dismissal.

Just like in the morning, Zhang Wanyi went out to bask in the sun as soon as possible, and Chen Xi followed her out.

The other person was considered his mentor, and if anything unexpected happened, he thought that if he was prepared, he might be able to help in some way.

Once I got to the hallway, the cell phone signal was restored.

A message popped up in the group chat for our loving family, clearly received during class time, but only appeared now due to network issues.

[Sequence 39, Mage, Transcendent II Stage: Hey, a new friend?]

[Awakened State: Hello.]