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Chapter 160 Road

Lu Renkui and Zhao Wuyin walked to that secluded teaching building, went up the stairs, took the elevator, navigated the maze, and finally arrived at that door.

Reaching the rusty door, Zhao Wuyin raised his hand and knocked.

No one answered.

Zhao Wuyin raised his hand and clasped his hands again.

Still, no one answered.

"David? David! Are you there? We've come to return the skateboard!" Zhao Wuyin said as he persistently knocked on the door.

There was no sound coming from inside the room.

Finally, Zhao Wuyin stopped banging because his hands hurt, and there was no sound from inside the room.

Lu Renkui and Zhao Wuyin remained silent as she stood at the door for a while. But still, no one came to open the door.

"Isn't he here?" Lu Renkui asked.

"That's not right. Logically speaking, he shouldn't come out all day." Zhao Wuyin crossed his arms and thought for a while, then asked, "Sun Xi, Little Cake, do you know how to pick locks?"

"I don't know how," Lu Renkui said helplessly.

"What should we do with this skateboard?" Zhao Wuyin asked.

"Take it first, come back tomorrow and return it to him then." Lu Renkui remembered that David seemed to not want the two of them to come looking for him, or perhaps David simply didn't want anyone to bother him.

“Alright, that’s the only way.” Zhao Wuyin lifted her skirt and followed “Sun Xi” through the maze-like corridors and the elevators that had been abandoned for years. They went down several flights of stairs, walked through a grove of trees, and returned to the teaching building.

As soon as you enter the teaching building, you can hear students passing by discussing An Yingxue, who was the last to appear.

Lu Renkui breathed a sigh of relief—thank goodness, no one was bringing up the incident of her giving the middle finger.

However… Lu Renkui frowned and looked around. Why did that feeling of being stared at come back as soon as he entered the teaching building?

Lu Renkui looked around again, but in the end, because of the colorful hair in the corridor and the special effects worn by some people, he gave up on finding out who was watching him.

Anyway, they were just discussing An Yingxue's stunning entrance at the end. Walking back to the classroom, Lu Renkui thought, "The discussion about me is probably just a side thing; I shouldn't take it too seriously. I should think about the mission first."

Hmm, let me think about how to improve my musical skills. In the few days since entering this body, Lu Renkui has been figuring out how to play the drums.

Even with the original owner's memories, he could only barely reach the original owner's level; anything more difficult would probably be quite challenging. Lu Renkui sighed.

"Never mind, it's a secondary task anyway, no rush. I'd better think about the main one first." Before class started, Lu Renkui began to think about how to avoid conflict between the villain and the female lead, so that she, as a background character, wouldn't get dragged into it.

Ah, first of all, one can't just stand by and watch. Lu Renkui pondered, then there's the original owner's attack instrument. It's quite powerful, but summoning it is slow, and it's also cumbersome, making it difficult to move flexibly. This is why the original owner couldn't immediately confront the enemy, resulting in injury.

The stronger the ability, the faster the summoning speed. So let's put aside the summoning for now. Lu Renkui looked up at the ceiling fan.

The article describes the fan as being made of gold, but that's not actually true.

The fan is not only made of gold, but it is also inlaid with diamonds and emeralds.

No wonder the fans at a private school with ample funding keep breaking down.

This thing, if you fan it up, you'll see ghosts.

"This thing shouldn't fall down and hit my head, right?" Lu Renkui looked at the electric fan pointing directly at his head, hissed, and moved the table to the side—anyway, the classroom was big enough to move it anywhere, and the teacher wouldn't care.

After moving to a spot where he could avoid being hit by a gold fan studded with diamonds and emeralds, Lu Renkui began to think about how to improve his agility while running around with the drum kit.

A drum kit not only has many components, but also includes large items such as the foot drum and side tom-toms.

Although musical instruments can move with their owners, larger instruments can't move as fast as smaller ones; their movement speed is still quite slow.

There was no time to run when it came to a critical moment. As Lu Renkui pondered, he picked up a pen and drew on a blank sheet of paper, unintentionally creating a cart.

How can I increase the movement speed of the drum kit? Should I put wheels on each instrument?

Wouldn't their formation be messed up? Speaking of which, how exactly do large objects move? Do they slide on the ground or fly? If they can fly, could I train my agility to be better? Lu Renkui continued to draw on his hand while thinking, this time drawing a jumping stick figure.

There are also conflicts between the villain and An Yingxue in the original text. Although Su Hanshuang's body is now occupied by System 1143 and her host "I never thought I could be a villain in there", some important plot points should still be avoided.

Next comes the issue of bullying.

There are still three months until the conflict between the female lead An Yingxue and the villain Su Hanshuang, which will bring the trouble to the scene. Lu Renkui was thinking while drawing, and this time a messy, indescribable thing appeared on the paper.

Even if Sun Xi doesn't become disabled in the future, given her current physique, she might still be targeted by bullies because she looks easy to bully.

Three months to build muscle... No, that would probably damage the body. Lu Renkui frowned. Would going to the school be of any use? According to the description in the text, that principal was purely a tool who bullied the weak and feared the strong; otherwise, he wouldn't have taken care of all the things he hadn't promised An Yingxue just because of a few verbal threats from the male protagonist.

If that's the case, then it will be difficult for the principal and even the school's teachers to guarantee impartiality.

In the end, I'll have to put in the effort myself. I'll go back and search for martial arts tutorials. Hopefully, I haven't completely forgotten them.

Lu Renkui snapped out of her daze when the bell rang. She looked down at her drawing and then saw a strange picture.

A stick figure, startled by something indescribable, is riding a cart, while two other stick figures are fighting nearby. The largest of the remaining stick figures is holding a toilet brush, seemingly doing nothing.

Looking at what he had drawn, Lu Renkui fell silent—what the hell had I drawn?

From the moment the girl who gave the middle finger to the whole school returned to the teaching building, Wang Xin followed her like a shadow.

Wang Xin saw the girl enter the classroom as if she was thinking about something, and then looked up halfway through her thought.

The girl found herself sitting under the electric fan, and then started dragging her table and chair.

This made Wang Xin even more certain that these were people from another world—because the people in this world were all very carefree, sitting under golden electric fans without any fear that the thing might fall and kill them.

Then Wang Xin looked at the girl with dark brown hair. After moving the table and chair to the last row where there was no fan, she sat there and wrote and drew, without looking up again.

Wang Xin had just made up her mind to go in and ask the girl about her background when she heard the school bell ring.

Although there's no rush—because the next class is going to be a huge scene of the male lead Long Xing and the second male lead Nan Licheng protecting their wives, no one will care whether Wang Xin is there or not, and it's fine to go back a little later.

Wang Xin, who had originally planned to go back to watch the commotion and come back to find the person in the next class, saw the girl with dark brown hair look up at her.

"Oh, I've been found out," Wang Xin thought to herself.

However, Wang Xin wasn't flustered. She didn't go back to watch the commotion and followed the other students into the classroom. She then sat down directly next to the girl with dark brown hair.

Lu Renkui came to her senses and, after looking at her inexplicable drawing, felt another gaze upon her.

Lu Renkui looked over and finally saw a girl looking at her.

The girl was actually quite ordinary-looking: her black hair was cut into a mushroom style, and her somewhat sallow face wasn't memorable at first glance, but you could tell what she looked like after a few more looks.

"This girl must be the one who's been watching me all along!" Lu Renkui thought to herself. "But what does she want?"

The girl knew she had been discovered, but instead of hiding, she followed the others into the classroom.

Just when Lu Renkui thought the girl was also a student in the classroom, the girl unexpectedly walked directly to her side and sat down on the crystal floor.

Lu Renkui quietly observed the girl for a while, then asked, "Excuse me, did I take your seat?"

"Oh, no," the unremarkable-looking girl replied. "I wasn't originally in this class, so it's normal that there's no place for me in this class."

Lu Renkui fell silent, then pulled out his textbook and began listening to the teacher's lecture—perhaps this was some minor character? The author, who was recording fragments of inspiration, would forget about them as he wrote.

So Lu Renkui listened to the lecture and took notes at the same time.

Wang Xin didn't rush to reveal her identity and background, but sat on the floor and listened to the lecture along with everyone else.

As the teacher was speaking, he stopped talking when his eyes fell on the audience.

Lu Renkui originally thought that the teacher had discovered this unremarkable girl and was going to ask her to leave.

Unexpectedly, the teacher simply took a sip of water and then continued lecturing.

"Don't you find it strange?" The unassuming girl softly voiced what Lu Renkui was thinking. "I'm sitting right here, but that teacher acts like he doesn't even see me."

Before Lu Renkui could speak, the girl continued, "It's simple, because this is a novel, a Mary Sue novel, and we are all characters in this novel who can be completely ignored."

"So even if I sit here in class, the teacher won't care about me—because they only care about the main characters, and we're just a mass of flesh and blood in the air."

Upon hearing the girl's words, Lu Renkui mentally typed to the system WQBYRZM: "System, system? What's going on? Do you have any explanations for the awakening of characters in novels?"

"The awakening of characters in novels? It's easy to explain. As I said, inspiration travels through various universes, and when someone records an inspiration and turns it into a novel, anime, etc., to make it easier to explain, I'll first describe those novels and comics as vehicles for inspiration."

"These inspirational carriers will then be recorded by other inspirational particles that can record things."

"If those particles had a larger carrying capacity, the records might be even more detailed."

"Then these particles of inspiration, which carry the memory of the inspiration carrier, may rush to the world written by the inspiration carrier and fall on the heads of the protagonists, supporting characters, or passersby. Let those people know that their experience is a novel in another world, and what role they play in this novel."

"This is the awakening of a character."

"Then everything these awakened characters do is recorded by the inspiration particles and sent to other worlds." Lu Renkui thought for a moment and came to a conclusion, "It's like a nested doll."

“Isn’t it just like a nested doll?” System WQBYRZM said. “Oh right, you guys also said that those who awaken will come with a system, it’s just because those systems can’t find any transmigrators to bind to, so they bind to natives.”

"Ah, I see," Lu Renkui said. "Then why are those who have awakened their memories so certain that the world they live in is a pre-programmed fictional world? And what exactly is this 'protagonist halo'?"

"Alright, I'll take this opportunity to tell you about those transmigrated characters in the book," said System WQBYRZM.

"Those who awaken their memories are actually similar to those who transmigrate into books. They all have a grasp of everything in the book, know the causes and consequences, have a certain degree of God's perspective, and know the whole plot."

"But in reality, they're just making excuses."

"Making excuses?"

“Yeah, find a reason.” System WQBYRZM started eating sunflower seeds, saying as she did so, “Think about it, some people are completely different before and after awakening. Some people let go of things they couldn’t let go of before awakening.”

“There are many more examples, but I won’t go into them for now. These two examples are enough to show that they have always been able to do things that they would do after awakening, even before they were awakened.”

"It's just that they've been hypnotizing themselves all along, and they haven't been able to find a reasonable reason to change themselves."

"After awakening, they can easily transform themselves by believing that this is a fictional world."

"And those who transmigrate into books are similar; they also gain a partial God's-eye view and know the entire plot."

"However, those who are said to have transmigrated into books are, in a sense, more like having a split personality. But the ultimate goal is still to complete their own transformation."

I'll write the paper when the final exams are over.

I just finished researching today, and I have to copy it again. I haven't copied it yet.

So I'm really sorry there's only one update today.

I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry.

Next time I'll try to go earlier.

Because I sleep until 9 o'clock every day.

This resulted in many manuscripts being rushed.

I also have to write a paper today, so I have even less time to rush.

I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry.