62: The Myriad Manifestations of the Dharma Body? These are clearly three wicked obstacles!

Inside Dormitory 404, the air suddenly became somewhat quiet.

Gu Fan stood in place, maintaining that cool pose for summoning Clones, but the corners of his mouth were twitching uncontrollably, and his eyelids were jumping as if he'd stepped on an electric fence.

In front of him, three people who looked exactly like him had indeed appeared.

But they only looked the same.

If Gu Fan's original body was a finely decorated model home, then these three Clones were like unfinished buildings after a mudslide.

The first Clone, let's call him 'Number One' for now.

As soon as he appeared, before even opening his eyes, his legs went soft, and with an incredibly smooth motion, he fell to the ground with a 'thud'. Within less than two seconds, a deafening and rhythmic snoring sound echoed throughout the room.

"Whew—ha—whew—ha—"

Amidst the snoring, there were even a few mumbled sleep-talk phrases: "Don't be noisy... let me sleep another five hundred years... this pillow is a bit hard..."

Gu Fan walked over and gave him a kick.

He didn't budge an inch.

He even rolled over and slept even more soundly, a trail of drool leaking from the corner of his mouth and dripping precisely onto Gu Fan's slipper.

"Is this... the God of Sleep possessing him?"

Black lines appeared on Gu Fan's forehead. He admitted he did like to sleep in, but not to the point of dying of sleep the moment he hit the ground, right?

He suppressed the urge to stuff Number One back into his stomach and turned to look at the second Clone.

'Number Two' was quite energetic.

But the light radiating from his eyes wasn't the light of wisdom, but two green glows, like a wild wolf that had been starving for five hundred years.

Number Two was squatting next to Gu Fan's bedside table, holding a sock Gu Fan had taken off last night in both hands. His nostrils flared, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face.

"Holy crap! Stop!"

Gu Fan was pale with shock. What kind of perverted fetish was this?

Fortunately, Number Two didn't eat the sock; instead, he threw it away in disgust and then lunged toward an empty happy water plastic bottle on the desk.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out.

Under Gu Fan's horrified gaze, Number Two actually opened his mouth wide and bit off a piece of plastic, then started chewing it with a 'crunch crunch' sound like he was eating potato chips.

While chewing, he also mumbled a critique: "Texture is average... a bit hard... no meat flavor... hungry... so hungry..."

"Is this a gluttonous rice bucket? He's even eating plastic?!"

Gu Fan felt his blood pressure rising in a straight line.

He took a deep breath and pinned his last hope on the third Clone.

'Number Three' looked the most normal.

He stood straight with a tall back, one hand in his pocket, and the other hand had produced a mirror from somewhere.

He was facing the mirror, examining his face from left to right, his gaze filled with a kind of deep affection that gave people goosebumps.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Number Three shook his head and sighed while looking in the mirror, "This damn charm. This perfect jawline, these deep eyes. God must have been in the best mood when He created me. Sigh, I truly feel sad for this world, because besides me, no one is worthy of this handsomeness."

As he spoke, he even threw an incredibly greasy wink at himself in the mirror and then blew a kiss.

Gag—

Gu Fan couldn't hold it back and almost vomited on the spot.

Although he usually thought he was quite handsome, this guy wasn't just narcissistic; this was late-stage narcissistic cancer!

"System!"

Gu Fan roared in his mind, "This is what you called 'negligible' flaws? These are three delinquents! Can I return them? I want a seven-day no-reason return!"

[Ding! System Prompt: Once a product is sold, it cannot be returned.]

[Explanation: Clones are projections of the host's subconscious. Number One corresponds to the host's 'Sloth', Number Two corresponds to 'Greed (Appetite)', and Number Three corresponds to 'Pride (Narcissism)'. Please face your inner self, host, and do not shirk responsibility.]

"Face your granddaddy!"

Gu Fan looked at this room full of monsters and demons: one was snoring, one was gnawing on a table leg, and one was flirting with a mirror.

He felt like his head was about to explode.

If he took them out, forget about fighting; if they weren't caught and thrown into a psychiatric ward, he'd have to thank his lucky stars.

"No, they can't stay in the dorm."

Gu Fan's eyelids twitched wildly as he watched Number Two trying to gnaw on his limited-edition figurine, "If they stay any longer, my home will be torn apart."

Since he couldn't return them, he could only make use of the waste.

"Hear my command!"

Gu Fan shouted, trying to exert the authority of the original body.

Number Three finally spared a second to move his gaze away from the mirror: "What are you shouting for? Can't you see I'm admiring a work of art? How crude."

Number Two spat out a piece of wood debris: "Is there food?"

Number One... was still snoring.

Gu Fan suppressed the urge to purge his Ranks and said through gritted teeth, "Now, immediately, right now! Get out!"

"Since you're all so unique, go collect malice points for me!"

"Number One, go to the classroom and attend class for me! If anyone dares to disturb your sleep, kill them... never mind, you can't kill anyone, just focus on your sleeping."

"Number Two, go to the cafeteria! No matter what you see, as long as it's edible, eat it! You can even snatch from other people's bowls! Put it on Xiao Fan's tab!"

"Number Three..." Gu Fan glanced at that greasy guy who was still posing, "Go to the plaza! Go to the most crowded place! Whether it's a speech or dancing, whatever disgusts people most, do it! I want the whole school to know how 'handsome' I am!"

The three Clones looked at each other (Number One still had his eyes closed).

"Tch, vulgar original body." Number Three flipped his hair and was the first to push the door open, "Fine, it's time for the Mortals to worship my brilliance."

"Cafeteria... food... meat..." Number Two's eyes glowed green, and he rushed out like a gust of wind, his speed incredibly fast.

Number One was kicked awake by Gu Fan and then, like a sleepwalker, he swayed and drifted out the door, three steps for every wobble.

Looking at the empty dorm, Gu Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the bed.

"What a sin..."

Meanwhile.

In the bushes outside the dormitory building.

Zhang Chen, the Eden observer responsible for surveillance, was currently holding binoculars, his mouth open wide enough to fit a lightbulb.

He rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he was having a hallucination.

Just now, he had seen with his own eyes the door to Dormitory 404 open.

First, a Gu Fan walked out flamboyantly, blowing kisses as he went.

Immediately after, another Gu Fan rushed out, running extremely fast on all fours.

Then, yet another Gu Fan drifted out, walking with his eyes closed and still snoring.

If you added the original body still in the dorm... "Four?! How can there be four Gu Fans?!"

Zhang Chen's brain stalled on the spot; his CPU was about to burn out.

He tremblingly wrote in his notebook:

[Emergency Intelligence! The target character is suspected of mastering some high-level cloning technology, or the long-lost 'Incarnation' Divine Ability! Moreover... the mental states of these Clones appear extremely unstable! Extremely dangerous! Suggest raising the danger Rank to SSS!]

After writing this, Zhang Chen felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

This mission really couldn't be done anymore.

Had he stumbled into a Gu Fan's nest?