159: Chapter 159 Dropping out of school to save lives

Inside the Inverted Classroom.

Xuanji sat in the back row.

Her Cyan-Gold Mage Robe was half-torn.

The piece of Blue Chalk in her chest was like a nail, driven firmly into her Origin.

She looked up at Jiang Feng.

Half of her gaze was empty.

The other half was still struggling.

On the blackboard, the line of words slowly darkened.

[Second Lesson: How to Create an Obedient Observer.]

On the playground.

Zero Seven's face turned pale.

"Mr. Jiang, she's being used as teaching material."

Li Yan frowned: "Teaching material?"

Zero Seven gritted her teeth and said: "First Blue Star is tearing apart her Origin to show all the Substitute Students."

"They are teaching these people how to turn a living human being into a tool that only follows orders."

Li Yan cursed on the spot.

"This damn school is truly wicked!"

Xiao Zhenjiang looked at the sky, his voice very deep.

"Jiang Feng, can Xuanji still be saved?"

Jiang Feng didn't answer.

He just looked at that classroom.

Xuanji was also looking at him.

Her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something.

But the Fake Liu Cuilan on the podium had already tapped the blackboard.

Thump.

The entire Inverted School instantly fell silent.

Those students who had just regained a bit of consciousness were pressed back into their seats by an invisible force.

The Fake Liu Cuilan spoke.

"An Observer does not need a self."

"Step one: Implanting the mark."

Images emerged on the blackboard.

A mass of cyan-gold Origin was lifted by an invisible hand.

Inside the Origin, a young girl was curled up.

She hadn't even opened her eyes yet.

A pale gold mark had already been pressed into her heart.

In the classroom.

Xuanji's body trembled.

The piece of Blue Chalk in her chest pierced another inch deeper.

She didn't cry out in pain.

She only gripped the edge of the desk with her fingertips.

Crack.

A thin crack appeared on the desk.

Li Yan's eyes turned red as he watched.

"Isn't this just putting a dog leash on before birth?"

Zero Seven whispered: "It's even more ruthless than that."

"Even her very first thought might have been taught by that mark."

Shen Qingni stood by the edge of the playground, gripping the Ice Sword in her hand.

She suddenly remembered her status as a "Control Sample."

Compared to Xuanji, she at least had the chance to choose.

But Xuanji's life had been written for her from the very beginning.

The Fake Liu Cuilan continued writing.

[Step Two: Instilling the Mission.]

In the image.

A young Xuanji opened her eyes.

Before her was a game of chess.

Venerable Xuan's finger rested on the edge of the chessboard.

"You are an Observer."

"You record whatever you see."

"You do not need to like anything."

"You do not need to hate anything."

"You only need to obey."

In the classroom, the students repeated in unison.

"Obey."

"Obey."

"Obey."

The voices were uniform.

Without a hint of humanity.

Xuanji lowered her head.

The piece of chalk in her chest lit up, as if to nail those voices back into the depths of her Origin.

The Fake Liu Cuilan looked at Jiang Feng.

"Pangu No. 1, do you see clearly now?"

"This is the correct way to nurture."

"No redundant emotions."

"No low-level attachments."

"Only efficiency remains."

Jiang Feng looked up.

"You call this nurturing?"

The Fake Liu Cuilan said: "What else?"

Jiang Feng's tone was flat.

"I usually call this child trafficking."

On the playground, Li Yan couldn't help himself.

"Brilliant!"

The Fake Liu Cuilan's expression turned cold.

"Within the classroom, low-level definitions are forbidden."

A blue light descended.

This time, it wasn't aimed at Li Yan.

It was aimed at Jiang Feng.

The blue light spread out in mid-air, turning into an exam paper.

There was only one question on the paper.

[If an Observer is born as a tool, does she possess the qualification to be saved?]

Zero Seven's expression changed.

"Don't answer!"

"It's trying to force you to admit Xuanji is just a tool."

"Once you admit it, she will be completely archived by the classroom!"

The Fake Liu Cuilan's voice was steady.

"Answer the question."

Mirror Jiang Feng knelt by the window, the hole in his chest still cracking.

He laughed.

"Jiang Feng, aren't you the one who hates meddling the most?"

"She isn't even close to you."

"She even monitored you on behalf of Venerable Xuan."

"Why are you saving her?"

The playground fell silent.

These words were harsh.

But they were also realistic.

Xuanji had indeed been an Observer.

She had indeed approached Jiang Feng with a mission from Venerable Xuan.

Jiang Feng looked at the exam paper.

Then he reached out and grabbed it.

Zero Seven said urgently: "Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Feng didn't answer the question.

He directly crumpled the paper into a ball.

He squeezed his palm.

Bang.

The exam paper exploded into fragments of light.

A System prompt popped up.

[Plundered Classroom Judgment Rule.]

[Obtained All Attributes: 6 Ji.]

[Current Basic Six-Dimensional Attributes: 151 Ji.]

Jiang Feng looked up.

"Who said I was going to answer according to your question?"

The Fake Liu Cuilan's face darkened.

"You are evading the classroom."

Jiang Feng said: "No."

He stepped onto the blue light screen.

"I'm here to inspect the class."

Crack.

A circle of cracks appeared in the outer rules of the Inverted School.

The students in the classrooms all looked up.

Some had a bit more light in their eyes.

Some began to cry softly.

Jiang Feng continued to walk upward.

One step.

Another step.

With every step he took, the Inverted School shook.

System prompts kept popping up.

[Plundered Classroom Binding Rule.]

[Obtained All Attributes: 4 Ji.]

[Current Basic Six-Dimensional Attributes: 155 Ji.]

[Plundered Student Archiving Rule.]

[Obtained All Attributes: 5 Ji.]

[Current Basic Six-Dimensional Attributes: 160 Ji.]

Zero Seven stood below, her lips dry.

She no longer wanted to do the math.

If she kept calculating, her Dao Heart would really apply for resignation.

When others entered the First Blue Star classroom, their fates were changed.

When Jiang Feng entered the classroom, he was collecting tuition.

Who could withstand this?

The Fake Liu Cuilan finally raised her hand.

"Everyone, stand up."

In the classroom.

All the students stood up simultaneously.

Blue light lit up on their foreheads.

Thin lines emerged from their brows, connecting to the piece of chalk in Xuanji's chest.

Xuanji suddenly looked up.

The clarity in her eyes diminished by another fraction.

The Fake Liu Cuilan said: "The Observer experiment continues."

"Step Three: Erasing the Self."

A new image emerged on the blackboard.

Xuanji stood before countless chessboards.

She watched worlds being destroyed one by one.

She watched countless living beings die.

For the first time, she asked Venerable Xuan.

"Do they also feel pain?"

Venerable Xuan did not answer.

He only intensified that mark in her Origin.

In the image, Xuanji closed her eyes.

When she opened them again, her gaze was cold.

On the playground.

Shen Qingni's breath hitched.

She finally understood why Xuanji was always so cold.

It wasn't that she was born this way.

It was that someone forbade her from being warm.

In Liu Cuilan's projection.

She also saw this scene.

The old lady was silent for a long while before cursing in a low voice.

"Wicked things."

Jiang Jianguo nodded.

"Yeah, they need a beating."

Dragon Girl raised her hand: "Grandma, I'll go beat them!"

Liu Cuilan said: "Wait until Xiao Feng is done beating them, then you can add two bites."

Dragon Girl's eyes lit up.

"Okay!"

Jiang Feng had already walked to the outside of the Inverted Classroom.

The classroom without a doorplate had its windows automatically sealed shut.

The Fake Liu Cuilan stood before the podium.

"Pangu No. 1, if you forcibly intervene, she will shatter."

"Her mark is connected to her Origin."

"You cannot save her."

Xuanji sat in her seat, her voice intermittent.

"Don't... come over."

She looked at Jiang Feng.

"I don't want... to be arranged by anyone again."

"If saving me is your arrangement, then don't save me."

Jiang Feng stopped.

Everyone on the playground felt their hearts sink.

This sentence was harder to handle than a plea for help.

She wasn't afraid of dying.

She was afraid of having her life decided by someone else once again.

Jiang Feng looked at her for a few seconds.

Then he spoke.

"Do you want to die?"

Xuanji was silent.

Jiang Feng asked again: "Or do you want to choose for yourself?"

Xuanji's eyes flickered.

Jiang Feng said: "If you want to die, I won't stop you."

"If you want to live, then nod."

The classroom was very quiet.

The Fake Liu Cuilan sneered.

"She no longer has a complete self."

"She is incapable of choosing."

Xuanji's fingertip trembled.

Once.

Very slightly.

Then, she slowly raised her head.

She gave Jiang Feng a nod.

Just once.

But it was enough.

Jiang Feng raised his hand.

"Did you hear that?"

"She's dropping out."

The Fake Liu Cuilan's expression changed abruptly.

"There is no rule for dropping out in this classroom!"

Jiang Feng punched through the classroom window.

"There is now."

Boom!

The entire classroom exploded on the spot.

The Blue Chalk flew out of Xuanji's chest and was grabbed by Jiang Feng.

The chalk twisted frantically.

The sounds of countless students reciting books came from within.

"Obey."

"Record."

"Archive."

"Erase the self."

Jiang Feng closed his fingers.

The sounds were cut off.

A System prompt popped up.

[Plundered Observer Creation Rule.]

[Obtained All Attributes: 10 Ji.]

[Current Basic Six-Dimensional Attributes: 170 Ji.]

[Obtained Special Clue: Observer Prototype Archive.]

Jiang Feng didn't look at the prompt.

He pulled Xuanji out of her seat and tossed her downward.

Dragon Girl soared into the sky and caught Xuanji steadily.

Xuanji's Origin was weak, and her face was terrifyingly pale.

Dragon Girl looked down at her with a serious expression.

"Don't die."

"Grandma hasn't boiled Hawthorn Water for you yet."

Xuanji was stunned for a moment.

She didn't understand why Hawthorn Water was being mentioned at a time like this.

But she suddenly felt that these words were more pleasant to the ear than any high-dimensional decree.

The Fake Liu Cuilan stood behind the shattered podium.

Her face no longer looked like Liu Cuilan's.

The face began to peel off.

Revealing a featureless blue face.

She stared at Jiang Feng.

"You took the fourth key."

"Destroyed the classroom."

"Took away the Observer."

"First Blue Star will open its doors early."

Jiang Feng said: "Perfect."

"I didn't want to wait too long anyway."

The blue face raised a hand and pointed toward the deepest part of the school.

"The fifth earth key is no longer in the hands of a student."

"It is in the Principal's Office."

Jiang Feng raised an eyebrow.

"Who is the Principal?"

The lights in the entire Inverted School suddenly went out.

Only a single office on the top floor remained lit.

A sign hung on the office door.

[First Principal of Dongjiang City Fourth High School.]

The door opened.

A person was sitting inside.

He slowly raised his head.

On the playground, Xiao Zhenjiang's expression changed for the first time.

Li Yan was also stunned.

The man was wearing an old military uniform.

His face was aged.

On his chest hung an Old Era medal that had long been lost in Huaxia.

Xiao Zhenjiang's voice was heavy.

"That is..."

"Blue Star's first Chief Designer of the Awakening System."

Inside the office.

The old man looked at Jiang Feng and spoke slowly.

"Child."

"For the fifth key, I have been waiting for you for a long time."