Girls’ Dormitory Escape

    "Some markup"?

    Tang Xinjue immediately thought of what Xiaohong had said.

    [This is a token from a higher order that someone remembers you. ]

    If both mean the same thing...how come it has now changed from "one" to "some"?

    Before he had time to ask more questions, the counselor manipulated Guo Guo's hand to swipe upwards, and Tang Xinjue's eyes suddenly darkened.

    Opening her eyes in the darkness, she has returned to the [cave].

    "Look carefully, what do you see?"

    The counselor's voice suddenly sounded from outside the narrow opening.

    There was no interference from outside forces this time, Tang Xinjue easily gathered her energy, and when she looked up again, she realized the difference.

    The cave is not really empty. The darkness that can't see five fingers in front of you is actually a layer of black mist floating and lingering!

    For some reason, the black mist gave her a familiar coldness, but instead of attacking her, it floated quietly in place.

    This time, Tang Xinjue focused her attention without a teacher, stretched out her "hand" and waved away the mist in front of her.

    The mist dissipated slightly, revealing a few things inside.

    A small glass bottle hangs in the air, next to the glass bottle is a silver ring, the ring exudes a turbid yellow halo... Looking closer, Tang Xinjue realizes that it is not light, but a A yellow eyeball floating behind the ring is spinning.

    What floated under the eyeball was a circular white unknown object, she had to get closer to recognize it was a roll of white tape.

    These items are hidden in the black mist, and it is difficult to find even if they are abnormal.

    Tang Xinjue vaguely understood what this [cave] was...but what was more important was what was in front of her.

    When she stretched out her hand to touch it, she felt an invisible resistance blocking her, and the black mist had a tendency to close again.

    "Do you want to take them out?" the counselor asked outside.

    Tang Xinjue frowned: "It's difficult."

    Counselor: "That's right."

    The voice fell, and a force dragged her upwards, Tang Xinjue opened her eyes, and in front of her was a familiar bedroom again.

    The roommate was watching her with wide eyes.

    On the other side, the counselor was sitting on the edge: "What you see is all the marks you get."

    Tang Xinjue pondered for two seconds: "I have seen four in total." - It can indeed be described as "some".

    "I was reminded before, but then it just said I had a mark on my body."

    There are two possibilities, one is that Xiaohong can only sense the existence of the mark and cannot see the number; the other possibility is that the remaining marks are added after meeting Xiaohong.

    The counselor nodded: "You guessed right. There are some bad students from a university, or not very decent outsiders, who will leave marks on freshmen for various reasons. But the probability is very small, because the mark also has a price. As for those with so many marks..."

    The counselor dignified the words and said gently: "It's really rare. It shows that you are a potential student."

    "Why did they leave the mark on me?"

    "Generally, for vengeance."

    “…”

    Is this called "potential"?

    Counselor and Yan Yueshen: "Visit time is limited, you can ask one last question about marking."

    Tang Xinjue lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, instead of asking how to clear the marks, she said, "These marks, and the instructor's misidentification of me as a dark creature, are the reasons for the bugs in the difficulty of our exams. One of them?"

    The counselor smiled stiffly.

    Obviously, she didn't want to answer the question about the wrong hand.

    But the words were out of her mouth, she could only cough lightly: "The exam is fair, I can't answer you its screening rules. It's just that sometimes, excessive fairness will bring some omissions... When it is If you think that your abilities are competent enough, you will relax the restrictions on difficulty, and at the same time, it will also facilitate some people with ulterior motives to take advantage of the situation."

    The counselor did not finish her words, showing an expression of understanding.

    Tang Xinjue smiled and nodded: "For example?"

    Counselor: "…"

    She had to elaborate: "Simply put, if even the counselor mistook you for a dark creature, then the system would occasionally confuse you with a bad student. If the test The system determines that there are similar bad students on the candidate side, and the difficulty you bear will increase."

    Tang Xinjue thoughtful: "I originally thought that admitting mistakes was the counselor's personal reason. Because in the copy, there are no ghosts... bad students mistaken my identity."

    Counselor: "…"

    She wiped off the sweat that didn't exist: "Cough, the position in the exam is clear, and the situation is special now."

    Fortunately, with the next sentence, Tang Xinjue turned the topic back to the main line: "So, I influenced the system's judgment?"

    The counselor nodded: "Student Tang, I am afraid I have to say it with regret. A vicious circle."

    The black fog represents the dark breath, and the items in the fog represent the mark of the ghost. These two breaths are intertwined in her sea of ​​consciousness, but only the human breath is thin.

    Why?

    Tang Xinjue had guesses in his heart, but did not declare it in words. She and her roommate looked at each other and asked the counselor together, "Is there a solution?"

    "This visit was intended to gather information and not prepare a solution."

    The counselor spread his hands very humanely, as if he was really just an ordinary counselor - if there were no giant red eyeballs that were still outside the door, this action did not appear on Guo Guo.

    The next second she changed her words: "Of course, out of humanitarian guilt for accidentally hurting classmate Tang, I decided to give you a gift."

    She opened her palm and lightly tapped between Tang Xinjue's eyebrows.

    "This is my encouragement. When you turn it on, other breaths will be temporarily covered. When you turn it off, it will return to its original state."

    After speaking, she smiled and retracted her hand, as if waiting for something.

    Zhang You and Zheng Wanqing immediately realized that the counselor might be waiting for them to express their gratitude.

    But before they could speak, Tang Xinjue suddenly swayed and fell to the side!

    "Resolve!"

    The two exclaimed and supported her. The counselor attached to Guo Guo also clasped his hands in fright and stretched out his head to probe: "I, my encouragement shouldn't cause harm to the students?"

    The composure and energy just now disappeared, and now she is in a state of incomparable weakness.

    Tang Xinjue coughed twice, and said softly, "There is nothing wrong with my body, but as soon as I meet the counselor, I can't help but recall the pain that was only one step away from death. To tell you the truth, Since I was a child, I was timid and easily frightened, and when I was frightened, it was easy to leave sequelae, such as delusions of persecution, weakness of limbs, impaired IQ... auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations and subconscious disorders, etc.”

    She covered her heart with lingering fears on her face.

    Counselor: "Yes, I'm sorry, I was just impulsive. So as compensation, I gave you [encouragement]..."

    Tang Xinjue shook his head and forced a smile: "No, it is our luck that the counselor can come to visit with due diligence and actively find solutions to the problems of the system. Because of your concern, how can I complain instead? I will try my best to overcome the psychological shadow in the next exam, after all, my roommate is a psychology major, so he can help me."

    She pointed at Zheng Wanqing weakly.

    Zheng Wanqing looked confused: "What are you talking about, but I'm studying finance, not psychology?"

    "Ah, how could this be..." Tang Xinjue sighed, "Oh, this is my life."

    Roommate: "…"

    Counselor: "…"

    Not waiting for others to respond, she said again: "But it doesn't matter, there are always more ways than difficulties. In order to survive, I can also take risks in the dungeon to find help, maybe other knowledgeable people My classmates and teachers had similar experiences. After they understand the specific situation, they may be able to help me—"

    The counselor took a breath and hurriedly stopped her, "Don't, don't go out and talk!"

    She squeezed out a friendly smile: "Everyone has something to solve... Look, what else do you need?"