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41: Chapter 41: Enthusiastic Community Leaders 41: Chapter 41: Enthusiastic Community Leaders It was just a supposition.

Chen Yan smiled and subconsciously looked towards Little Gourd.

But upon seeing her panic-stricken face, she was taken aback and also confused.

Wait a minute…

the class funds…

no, that’s not right, half of our classmates are on subsidies, there are no class funds…

So why are you panicking?

Everyone looked at each other, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

“The thoughts that are currently appearing in your minds are a kind of echo,”

Nurse Liu explained: “To put it in a way you can understand, an echo is like a dream.

It’s not the kind of dream you have at night, it’s more like a daydream, but on a shallower level, which can be called baseless speculation.

Certain abnormal entities transmit information that forms echoes like these in your brains, constantly influencing your normal thinking.”

“Take the recent example, you have no evidence to prove that she’s related to the missing class funds, but just because she has a previous record of theft, when the money went missing, you subconsciously thought of her.

Even if you choose to believe her and firmly trust her innocence, when her name first comes to mind, it indicates that you have already been influenced by the echo.”

Ah, I see, if you didn’t cause the accident, why would you offer to help…

Wang Yunxiao sometimes really resented this quick-witted part of himself.

This is what netizens in later generations jokingly refer to as “stuffing everything into DNA.”

In the era of information overload on the internet, this is nothing out of the ordinary.

However, in this world, such “echoes” carry mystical significance.

“The evil object you encountered this time, according to your descriptions, I believe it should be a ‘Rat King,’ of course, the Cuojin Sect saying it is a ritual for the Five Rampant Ghosts is also not a problem, you will often encounter differing descriptions of the same thing in the future.”

Nurse Liu continued: “This is not an evil object from our country, but a specialty from Europe.

Around the 7th century, Europe experienced a horrific rat plague that took nearly a hundred million lives, and the first dynasty of the Frank Empire came to an end as a result.

At that time, some European wizards found this peculiar evil object in cities overrun by the rat plague, which looked like dozens of rats’ tails intertwined into a ball, impossible to untangle.”

“Wizards named this evil object the Rat King, which signifies that the local rat population has already reached its peak, and soon there would be a mass migration phenomenon with tens of thousands of rats coming together like a wave, moving towards the next city.”

“Whether you kill this evil object or not, the moment you see it, you have already been contaminated by it, heard its echo.

The harm of this echo should not be underestimated; a mild level of contamination can cause fear of rats, auditory hallucinations, and visual hallucinations.

A more severe level of contamination can, when your mind is relaxed, tempt you to fall into a dimension outside of the real space.”

“There are many ways to deal with such echoes.

Firstly, as long as your will is strong, the echo cannot affect you.

Secondly, you can consume foods and medicine that eliminate echoes, or seek out a professional ‘Advisor’ for treatment.”

“This time, I suggest you don’t rush to deal with the echo, you can experience it and feel it until it gradually dissipates on its own.”

Nurse Liu is of the practical kind, or perhaps the military-grade textbooks are just that utilitarian in style.

Whether Liquorice Packed in Bamboo Tube has a bitter taste or not, you wouldn’t believe it if I told you, you’d know once you’ve tasted it yourself.

I do want it handled, but I must find an Advisor first, can this thing refresh by itself?

Wang Yunxiao sighed silently in his heart; he actually hadn’t noticed the echo Nurse Liu mentioned, or maybe he just wasn’t sensitive enough.

But as it turned out, what she said was correct.

Because there was no strenuous physical work arranged, everyone in the dormitory was tormented by nightmares that night again.

The dreams were all about rats, with a swarm of black-furred rats scurrying back and forth on the ground, squeaking with their blood-red eyes glaring.

This time everyone was mentally prepared and didn’t suffer insomnia like the last time.

The next morning, for the first time ever, a red banner was pulled up at the entrance of the school, which read, “Welcome all walks of life to visit.”

Around nine o’clock, the school gates started to buzz.

Wang Yunxiao peeked out of the window and saw quite a few rickshaws arrive, and the people who alighted from them were either wearing long gowns or glasses, in short, they looked very scholarly.

Principal Zhou had not gone to the gate to welcome them; only security guards armed with Wolf Fang Clubs were at the entrance.

These people gathered in small groups, pointing and whispering about something in the school without knowing what they were talking about.

After a while, several cars pulled up, and big shots in suits and with bodyguards got out of the cars, and immediately, people crowded around them.

When it was time for the second period, a series of footsteps came from outside the classroom.

The homeroom teacher, who was lecturing on Chinese, had briefed everyone the day before that everything would proceed as normal today, to not be afraid of the visitors, to answer any questions, and if they didn’t know the answer, to simply say they didn’t know.

He admonished them to rein in their usual playful and lazy demeanor and not to make a fool of themselves in front of outsiders…

and such.

He had not expected that while he was teaching, people would simply barge in without knocking.

The homeroom teacher, not known for having the best temper, and too soft to keep Wang Yunxiao’s class in check, had just told the students to pay attention to courtesy, but these visitors didn’t notify in advance or knock; they just walked right in, and his face showed his displeasure.

The gentleman who pushed the door and came in also lacked any decorum; after a quick look around and nodding at the homeroom teacher, he smiled and said, “Don’t mind me, just taking a look.

Continue your lecture; I won’t disturb you.”

The homeroom teacher remained silent as he looked at him.

The gentleman, finding no engagement, gave a dry laugh and turned around to leave.

That morning, nearly every class, upstairs and downstairs, was subjected to these so-called “friendly visits” by “socialites.”

It was unclear what they wanted to do.

At noon, the school cafeteria did not serve any meat.

Pickled radishes with cornmeal buns made a painful meal for everyone.

Then, this group of inspection visitors flounced into the cafeteria, pointing at the food in the students’ bowls.

“What kind of mental wellness and physical fitness can be cultivated with this food, sigh…”

“If you can’t run a school properly, don’t do it.

The students are growing; how can they not eat meat?

They should have at least one egg a day…”

“Although Mr.

Zhou has the heart to educate, his thinking is too naive…”

“Unsuccessful in achieving anything…”

These old folks, one by one, dressed in long gowns and wearing glasses, seemed refined and amiable on the surface, but looking at the happiness on their faces and listening to their nonsensical things they said,

Wang Yunxiao could not imagine what these people were at all.