Remove all restrictions and transform into a bizarre girl.

Her voice was gentle, and her rhythm was neither too fast nor too slow, making it difficult for people to feel any resistance.

Since there weren't many soldiers coming from the front lines, the lessons after their rest were all taken together by all the surviving soldiers.

She first asked everyone to give a brief self-introduction.

Most people only gave their names and classes, while a few would mention their achievements on the front lines.

After all, not everyone can dominate the battlefield.

When it was Chen Nian's turn to introduce herself, the entire room fell silent.

Most of the students from Yuri Girls' Academy were assigned to Area C, with a small number in Area A.

Therefore, most people have heard of Chen Nian's reputation.

When Chen Nian stood up, the relaxed atmosphere in the classroom visibly froze for a moment.

Several girls in the front row turned to look at her simultaneously, and some in the back row straightened up slightly. She didn't deliberately look around; she simply introduced herself and her class, just like most people do.

After she finished speaking, she sat down neatly and efficiently, without uttering a single extra word.

The classroom was silent for two seconds, then that silence was replaced by a hushed murmur of whispers.

Some people were whispering, "She's the girl who took down the BOSS with one strike. She doesn't look like a Valkyrie at all." Some people were nodding, while others just glanced at Chen Nian a few times before looking away with complicated expressions.

Ms. Zhou didn't let the atmosphere linger for long. She glanced at Chen Nian, smiled gently, and then naturally turned to the next person: "Okay, next student..."

The self-introductions continued one after another. Some people gave their names, some talked about their experiences, and occasionally a few jokes brought a brief burst of laughter.

Chen Nian sat quietly listening, her fingertips tapping unconsciously on the edge of the table. Her gaze was fixed on the podium in front of her, not deliberately trying to catch the gazes around her, but she could feel them lingering on her like feathers and then moving away.

Su Wanqing stretched and lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear, "Niannian, look at the way they look at you, like you're looking at some rare animal."

"Just out of curiosity, it'll fade in a few days," Chen Nian replied softly.

"Niannian, you've become a celebrity, aren't you excited?"

"Why get excited about becoming famous? Nobody's giving me any gray coins anyway. Okay, focus on your class and don't overthink it."

"oh."

Ms. Zhou is very good at creating a relaxed atmosphere. She talked about stress management and emotion regulation, interspersed with a few short stories, and her tone was always more like chatting than lecturing.

She guided people in painting, encouraging them to depict the beautiful scenes they imagined.

Chen Nian looked at the portrait of Chairman Mao she had drawn.

Nothing is more reassuring than this.

It's just that people in this world don't understand this.

Of course, it's okay if you don't understand it. Chen Nian can just keep this way of putting her mind at ease.

When class ended, Chen Nian folded the paper with Mao Zedong's drawing on it, put it in her pocket, and stood up to stretch.

Su Wanqing was packing her things up, muttering to herself, "It would be nice if we could have more of these classes, so we wouldn't have to think so much. We could just eat snacks during class."

"If you eat like this, aren't you going to save up some gray coins?" Chen Nian said this incisive question at the right moment.

Su Wanqing pursed her lips and replied with a smile, "This, this wasn't bought by me."

Hearing Su Wanqing's words, Chen Nian asked in confusion, "Who bought it?"

"Um, these were given to you by your little fans, I took them for you," Su Wanqing said awkwardly.

"what?"

Chen Nian was completely dumbfounded; how come she didn't know about this?

At this moment, Su Wanqing took out her terminal, and on her screen appeared the Nianxiang 1-10 groups, where a bunch of fangirls were frantically spamming the chat.

Various photos of Chen Nian have been turned into emojis.

Chen Nian was taken aback. Sure enough, she saw a message in a group chat from someone who wanted to send her snacks.

However, the person who initiated it was Su Wanqing, and all the snacks ended up in her hands without costing her a penny.

Chen Nian shook her head as she watched this scene.

Well, this little glutton really can eat a lot.

But as long as my figure doesn't change, it doesn't matter.

Behind them, Xia Luoling and Xia Luoxue were putting the scattered pens on the table back into their pencil cases one by one.

When the group came out of the teaching building, the afternoon sun was shining brightly, making the whole campus bright and cheerful.

Su Wanqing hooked her arm around Chen Nian's and chattered about what she was going to eat at the cafeteria later. Xia Luoling walked slowly behind her, occasionally chiming in.

As Chen Nian walked in the sunlight, listening to Su Wanqing's voice in her ears, she felt that this kind of life was pretty good.

We didn't have any plans for the afternoon, so a few of us took a walk around the campus for a while and then sat by the playground for a bit.

The sun warmed the lawn, and the wind carried the scent of grass and earth.

Chen Nian sat on the bench, took out her terminal and glanced at it. There were no new messages. Xu Xue's name lay quietly in her contacts, like a business card that hadn't been opened yet.

She thought for a moment, then put the terminal away and leaned back in her chair to continue sunbathing.

Su Wanqing was already discussing with Xia Luoling where they would go for the next holiday. Their voices drifted in the afternoon breeze, mingling with the whistles and laughter from the distant playground. Everything flowed quietly.

Two days have passed.

Chen Nian and the others also adapted to the peaceful life at the 996 base.

But this peaceful life doesn't generate any benefits. Without money, it's simply a pipe dream for Fang Anya to advance to Sequence Seven.

By this time, she had figured it out.

I still need to take Xu Xue's orders.

At the moment she made the decision, Chen Nian was sitting on the windowsill of her dormitory, looking at the darkening sky outside. The terminal screen was lit up, and Xu Xue's name was at the top of her contacts.

She stared at the name for a few seconds, then pressed the dial button.

After ringing twice, the other end answered.

"Have you thought it through?" Xu Xue's voice came through the receiver, without any further pleasantries.

"I've thought it through," Chen Nian said, "but there are a few conditions."

"explain."

"First, I need to know all the information. There can't be any secrets, otherwise nobody will know if a book will be published. Second, I'll decide the timing of the operation; I have my own plans. Third…" Chen Nian paused, "Senior, if I find out you're lying to me halfway through, I'll run away immediately. You'll have to bear the consequences yourself."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then Xu Xue chuckled softly, "Okay, I agree to everything. Are you free tomorrow morning? Come to my office, and I'll show you all the documents."

"What time is it?"

"10 o'clock, the third floor on the west side of the Bureau of Paranormal Affairs, the room at the end of the corridor."

"it is good."

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