Chapter 256 Censored Words
Chapter 256 Censored Words
A white light flashed before my eyes.
Jiang Xingni suddenly felt his body become light and floaty, and then he kept rising, rising.
It was just like what Jiang Xingni had experienced before, when he woke up from the illusion and was able to feel it.
Jiang Xingni opened her eyes only after she had completely calmed down and finally felt her feet on the ground.
"Why are your eyes black?" All the students from the twenty or thirty classes in front of him had disappeared, leaving only Jiang Xingni and the girl in front of him.
—As luck would have it, he was the first person in the entire classroom to stand up and express his dissatisfaction with Jiang Xingni.
Jiang Xingni touched his eyes thoughtfully.
She took out the mirror she always carried with her, and could see in the mirror that the golden eyes that came with the Eye of Truth had now vanished without a trace.
It is true.
After all, Jiang Xingni has always had black eyes, and this is just a return to the way she was before, the way she was familiar with.
Speaking of which, Jiang Xingni hadn't seen his black eyes for a really long time since the last instance of the Fourth Middle School dungeon ended.
Then she looked up and glanced around.
Since the Eye of Truth advanced, it has been ubiquitous unless Jiang Xingni intentionally turns it off, and the introduction box that accompanied Jiang Xingni has finally disappeared.
Her special abilities are restricted in this instance.
"Can you still use your superpower normally?" Jiang Xingni didn't answer her question, but politely asked in return.
"What are you talking about..." The smile on the other person's face froze, then they remembered what the teacher had said before entering the dungeon. "Of course you can't use it, haha, after all, those were the teacher's words, have you forgotten?"
Of course, she wouldn't admit that she had forgotten.
Jiang Xingni stared thoughtfully at the unnaturalness in her movements.
For those with superpowers, losing their abilities is, in a sense, like a perfectly healthy person suddenly losing a leg and becoming completely unable to walk.
However, her reaction had nothing to do with Jiang Xingni.
She didn't care too much; after all, the ultimate goal this time was to investigate the monster's weaknesses.
So here's the question: where's the strangeness?
Jiang Xing looked around and observed the surrounding environment, but still couldn't see any of his classmates from before.
Is it because of the dungeon?
They were assigned to different copies?
Or is it that the instance is so large that they are scattered in various places, making it difficult for them to see each other and thus cooperate?
Jiang Xingni didn't know which possibility it was.
People come and go around. Office workers push open the doors of the office building, then rush to squeeze into the elevator, swipe their cards, and arrive at different floors, officially transforming from humans into corporate slaves and beasts of burden.
Someone grabbed Jiang Xingni's wrist—Jiang Xingni's first reaction was to break free. When she turned her head to look, she found that it was not the person she had imagined, but someone else.
The man grabbed Jiang Xingni and another person's wrists, one in each hand.
"Hurry up, Jiang Xingni, Tang Xiaoxing, you two are going to be late for work!! If you're late, no one will clock you in, and you'll lose your perfect attendance bonus for the month!!"
A barrage of terms left Tang Xiaoxing dizzy.
Jiang Xingni calmly observed the man for a moment, then followed behind him.
So, is the identity assigned to her in the dungeon an office worker? Or an office worker who's about to be late?
The three of them hurriedly squeezed into the elevator.
The elevator, which can only carry a maximum of twelve people, was already overloaded, but several more people were still trying to squeeze in until no one could squeeze any further, at which point the elevator doors finally closed tightly.
The smells of sweat and smoke permeated the small, enclosed space.
Jiang Xing glanced at Tang Xiaoxing and saw her cover her nose in disgust, then subtly roll her eyes at the source of the smell—a chubby middle-aged man.
She instinctively flipped her hand over and saw that there was nothing in it. Then she suddenly remembered that all her superpowers were now sealed and she was just an ordinary person.
Jiang Xing noticed her subtle movements, but didn't pay much attention to them.
She was now focused on only one thing: the conversation between the middle-aged man and the people around him.
"Xiao Chen, have you heard about the meteorite crater that was discovered nearby?"
"If we hired a streamer to explore the area around the meteorite crater, we'd definitely get a lot of viewers!"
"...A meteorite crater?"
The man called Xiao Chen frowned in confusion, searching through his memories, but ultimately found nothing.
"Director Wang, you must be mistaken. There's no meteorite crater there."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"Where is this smoke coming from? No one is smoking in this elevator."
The middle-aged man still had a cheerful smile on his face, but he flickered in mid-air like an old television with a bad signal.
Then, in a flash, before the smile on his face could even fade, it vanished completely.
...?
Jiang Xingni and the girl next to him exchanged a glance.
Jiang Xing noticed the panic in Tang Xiaoxing's eyes.
"Antime."
She uttered the word hesitantly, and Jiang Xingni could even see the fear in her eyes.
The concept of anime was only discovered a few years ago and then included in the textbooks for people with superpowers.
What brought this concept to the forefront was precisely the strange creature they were now facing.
Tang Xiaoxing's academic performance has never been bad. Even now, she can still remember that the abnormal event that caused the deaths of millions of people was due to "antime."
In a sense, the teacher even favored the group of students she originally taught.
Having just entered Taixu Academy, she hadn't had much time to learn about anisophora, so naturally she didn't know about this strange creature.
And the group of students she has mentored all along.
The concept of anisotropic memes was something she kept emphasizing, and it was the focus of this lesson's exam.
If they really can't guess that this is related to anime—they'll lose their credits, have to go back to school, fail the course, and retake it next year.
Jiang Xingni doesn't know much about animemes.
But she's very good at putting on airs.
Jiang Xingni nodded thoughtfully, feigning an "I see" expression.
The system handed over all the anti-meme-related information it found on the internet—whether it was on the internet of ordinary people or on the external internet of people with superpowers—to Jiang Xingni.
Jiang Xing glanced at it casually and finally found the relevant concept of anisomeme in his mind.
— Blocked words.
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