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How many chapters are there in Chapter 99?
Xiao Jiming only realized that the person from before was most likely Su Yanzhi after Su Yanzhi had already left.
After all, apart from Su Yanzhi, no one else could have been teleported away the instant they were discovered, just like him.
Unless there are other spatial ability users—or related supernatural beings—in this middle school besides Su Yanzhi.
But to be honest, it's already quite remarkable that a school has two people like Jiang Xingni and Xiao Jiming.
This isn't Taixu Academy, so how could so many products of the veil be gathered here, and yet the officials haven't discovered them?
Before meeting Jiang Xingni, Xiao Jiming never imagined that the school where he had spent three years would be so dangerous.
Had he known there were so many talented people inside, Xiao Jiming—well, Xiao Jiming would still have concealed himself well.
He's not the kind of person who can easily trust others.
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The surrounding scenery was a bit dusty, but not like a stadium where every little movement could kick up huge clouds of dust.
It was more like the scene Xiao Jiming would see when he returned to the classroom after a long holiday, a scene he remembered from each time.
A thin layer of dust covered the tabletop, and there was a smell in the air that came from a lack of ventilation for a long time.
The sunlight streaming through the window shone onto the desk.
Throughout the classroom, everyone's desk was piled high with textbooks and workbooks from various subjects, stacked layer upon layer, enough to bury the desk owner's head and block the teacher's view from the podium.
Xiao Jiming stood on the podium, and the scene before him was extremely familiar. Before he entered Taixu Academy, he saw this scene every day, and it had only been a little over half a year since he left this scene.
After all, there is no pressure to get into a good university. Although there are no academic courses at Taixu Academy, it is not as stressful as preparing for the college entrance examination, where you have to study desperately.
Xiao Jiming's gaze swept over the books on the table, unable to tell whether the people sitting there were high school juniors or seniors.
The classroom was empty, with only Xiao Jiming's breathing audible. However, from Xiao Jiming's perspective, there was clearly a girl sitting in the classroom.
She and Xiao Jiming were not much different from the high school students of this age they had seen.
Still under the eyes, caused by prolonged sleep deprivation, these can be described as heavy dark circles.
Because of time constraints, there was no time to style it, so I just casually tied my hair up in a low ponytail.
She sat in her seat, a pen between her fingers, the black ballpoint pen twirling gently on her fingertips.
Xiao Jiming did not hear her breathing.
—If she hadn't been so engrossed in doing her homework that she had forgotten she was a living, breathing person, she would have been a monster.
Obviously, compared to the former possibility, the supernatural is more reasonable.
Xiao Jiming took a few steps forward and his gaze fell on the practice problems she was doing.
can't read.
Xiao Jiming was a pure science student, and he had already abandoned and handed over the concepts of "materialism" and "productive forces and relations of production" to his teachers after the high school entrance exams.
But this isn't important news.
Xiao Jiming saw the name in the upper right corner—Ji Shanqing.
Jiang Xingni and the girl he had told him about, the girl who died whether by jumping off a building or by drinking pesticide, no one knew.
As if noticing Xiao Jiming's gaze, Ji Shanqing raised her face and met his eyes.
Then she smiled and said, "Even you know about my death?"
Xiao Jiming: ?
Xiao Jiming narrowed his eyes sharply.
"What do you mean by that?"
Ji Shanqing actually knew Xiao Jiming—in a key high school in the city, the story of a student with decent grades being suddenly recruited by an obscure, low-ranking university spread very quickly.
In some ways, the rumors spread even faster than the story of Ji Shanqing jumping off a building.
After all, when students hear about jumping off buildings, they will only think, "Sigh, the pressure is really too much these days. Sigh, if I jump off a building, how many days off will I get?"
However, when it came to matters like Xiao Jiming, their opinions were surprisingly unanimous.
—Is this person crazy? Why would they go to some run-down, shabby school that's either a vocational school or a junior college instead of a proper university?
Ji Shanqing smiled and told Xiao Jiming everything verbatim, then asked, "What are people outside saying about my suicide attempt?"
Xiao Jiming thought he wasn't an important student at school, but he never expected to become a celebrity because he was kidnapped by Taixu Academy.
After a brief moment of reflection, Xiao Jiming answered Ji Shanqing's question.
"They said you committed suicide by drinking pesticide." As soon as he said this, Xiao Jiming saw that Ji Shanqing's smile became even more genuine.
The ethereal feeling that originally belonged to non-humans vanished in an instant for some unknown reason, and what appeared on their faces was human curiosity and questions.
"You don't seem very surprised, why?"
"Could it be that we also have a magical world like Harry Potter, with some kind of cultivation system? But I'm a Muggle, I don't know anything about it?"
"Were you kidnapped by that magic school when you left school?"
"So, you're like in novels, effortlessly drawing your sword and flying through the air, and there are all sorts of secret realms and such—are you cultivating immortality?"
"So, there really are cultivators in this world? Do you use terms like 'master,' 'senior brother,' and 'junior sister'?"
"If we're talking about cultivating immortality, are schools like this? Or are they like the cave dwellings in Journey to the West?"
Ji Shanqing chattered on and on with a string of questions, and Xiao Jiming, without realizing it, was swept away by her questions.
As he listened to Ji Shanqing's questions, he couldn't find any opportunity to defend himself, and he sighed.
—What kind of questions are these?
How did it all go from Harry Potter to traditional cultivation of immortality?
But looking at Ji Shanqing, Xiao Jiming could see a stronger sense of "living" than he could see in Zhao Henshan.
She was better able than Zhao Henshan to make Xiao Jiming realize that she, and they, had once lived.
Then he heard Ji Shanqing's last question: "...Does school violence also exist in that school?"
Ji Shanqing asked softly, her gaze fixed intently on Xiao Jiming.
It's a similar problem again.
Xiao Jiming thought to himself.
Zhao Henshan also focuses on school violence.
When it came to Ji Shanqing, her focus was still on the issue of school violence.
How many people have died at our school due to bullying?
Xiao Jiming did not answer Ji Shanqing's question, but instead asked her this question.