Sophia was stunned.
She suddenly understood why it was said that the form of a 'Domain' was determined by the spirituality of the area it was in.
If one disregarded the behavior of these activated creations, weren't they just the students and teachers who had classes here during the day?
“Is this the activation of creations? Bestowing dead objects with the characteristic of carrying spirits. A bit interesting…”
Aya spat out the cigarette in her mouth.
After the cigarette landed, it twisted its body continuously, making sounds of unclear meaning:
“So hot~ So burning~ So good~~~ Ah!!!”
“Bang!”
Aya stomped out the noisy cigarette with one foot.
A wisp of translucent shadow flew out from it, then merged into the air and disappeared.
Tsk, I forgot to baptize the cheap stuff.
Emi giggled:
“Aya, you should quit smoking.”
Anna's eyes under her black veil glowed faintly white:
“The spirits of these objects come from living people; they are unconsciously attracted. Try not to harm them.”
Aya sighed, and under everyone's gaze, she painfully threw away the remaining cigarettes.
The cigarettes landed on the ground and wriggled around like worms.
Sophia couldn't help but ask:
“What happens if we harm them?”
“Then the mental state of their original body will be damaged,” Li Andy replied.
Looking at these “living objects,” he couldn't help but recall the saying of three souls and six spirits from his hometown.
These spirits possessing creations could be likened to a wisp of soul lost when a person is dreaming.
If this wisp of soul could safely return, the original body would just consider it a nightmare, with vague memories of its soul's wandering.
If it was severely damaged or disappeared, at best it would lead to a serious illness, and at worst, like Jasmine, it would never wake up.
Aya's stomp made the spirit instinctively return to its original body, but it would probably leave someone having a burning dream feeling mentally listless for several days.
“Andy, what should we do next?”
Sister Anna looked over with a smile, seemingly handing over the command to him.
Li Andy frowned slightly, feeling like he was being assessed by a leader, which made him very uncomfortable.
However, this was also good; he also needed to prove himself for subsequent equal dialogue and to better take Youxi away.
He brought his gaze back and began to observe his surroundings.
A ‘Domain’ is like a dream, layer upon layer.
Each layer has an abnormal node, and as long as the last layer is solved and the ultimate source is found, the entire domain can be resolved.
Its number of layers is related to the ‘size of the area’ it belongs to and the ‘total spirituality’.
If ‘total spirituality’ is likened to ink and ‘area size’ to paper.
Then the larger the paper, the more ink is needed to fill it.
Only when there is enough ink to fill the first layer can the second layer be created.
This domain in the academy is probably only three or four layers.
So, what is “abnormal”?
How to find “abnormal”?
How to eliminate “abnormal”?
Li Andy's understanding of abnormality was:
Deviating from common sense is abnormal.
But the common sense here refers to the common sense rules of the current domain.
Translating finding abnormalities into layman's terms means finding differences, finding incongruities.
For example, their group of outsiders, when compared to the “living objects” here, are considered abnormal.
As for eliminating abnormalities, it means making the domain itself perceive the “abnormality” and thus return to its original state.
“Swish—!”
As he pondered, the high heels and the ruler suddenly pointed at everyone,
“You new students, why aren't you keeping up!”
“Elegant nobles never procrastinate!”
Pots, basins, stools, and chairs also “looked” over in unison, an invisible malice, like needle pricks, stinging everyone's skin.
Aya raised an eyebrow, took out her revolver, spun it once, and chuckled:
“Oh, Anna, we might not be able to practice the Lord's mercy.”
“Hmm! If they strike first, it doesn't violate the precepts!”
Emi raised her steel gauntlet, her face full of fighting spirit, steam rising from her wrists.
Sophia also nervously gripped her sword hilt, but just as she was about to draw her sword, Li Andy pressed down on the hilt.
Under everyone's puzzled gaze, he slowly walked to the front, placed his hands at his sides, gently lifted an imaginary skirt, and performed a standard, elegant, and impeccable noblewoman's bow:
“Excuse me, teacher, we're coming now.”
The next second, the ruler dropped, and the malice immediately disappeared.
“Huh?”
Emi blinked in surprise.
Aya froze for a moment, then couldn't help but “Pfft” burst out laughing: “Perhaps, I should prepare a ball gown for this boy.”
“Swish!”
The ruler was raised again, pointing directly at Aya.
A more intense malice attacked again.
Li Andy turned his head, raising an eyebrow:
“Aya, will you apologize?”
Aya frowned, wanting to refuse, but Anna, standing nearby, glanced at her.
“Tsk!”
Aya, with a grimace, lifted her skirt, enduring the disgust and goosebumps, and performed a bow.
Only then did the ruler lower again, and the malice also disappeared with it.
Li Andy's lips curved into a slight smile, and he followed the “flow of people” up the stairs:
“Let's go, we're going to class.”
Emi happily was the first to follow:
“Hehe, Aya, this Oriental boy is really interesting.”
She was happy to save some effort.
Aya pouted, reluctantly holstering her gun.
Anna, who was walking last, gently raised her lantern, letting its light envelop everyone.
…
“Andy…”
“Is that the abnormality?”
Everyone followed the miscellaneous items into the building, and Sophia immediately found something that looked completely out of place.
To be precise, it wasn't an object.
Among all sorts of pots, bowls, and ladles, there was actually a complete person standing.
Her eyes were dazed, and she followed the other objects into a meeting room as if sleepwalking.
“Meilin…”
Li Andy frowned slightly, recognizing the person's identity.
“If she's the abnormality, does that mean as long as we wake her up and make her realize she's the abnormality, we can enter the next layer?” Sophia asked.
Li Andy nodded:
“No rush, let's observe a bit more.”
The group followed and entered the meeting room.
Inside, a huge teapot with a mouth stood on the central round table, loudly explaining tea etiquette and tea ceremony.
And the bewildered Meilin was standing in the last row among various students.
The teapot agitated its body and mouth, and light red tea water splashed out of its neck and spout like saliva:
“Tea etiquette is the reverence for life, the perception of time!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” The four teacups at the bottom of the teapot kept bouncing and agreeing.
“The way of tea lies in the grip of the teapot handle!”
“Yes, yes, yes!”
“The essence of tea art lies in the coordination of mouth and body!”
“Yes, yes, yes!!!”
With that, the teapot gargled its mouth, brewed for a moment, and then spit out clumps of thick red liquid.
The small teacups tried hard to widen their openings, scrambling to catch it.
It looked very amusing, but also a bit disgusting.
“It's your turn!”
The teapot, having finished spitting tea water, began to scrutinize everyone, its lid clanging as if the liquid inside was boiling.
A kettle student jumped out, wriggling its body, and sloshed the few drops of clear water it had inside.
“Pass, next!” The teapot announced loudly.
Next, a stool twisted out from left to right.
But it had no teapot or teacup, and after twisting for a long time on the spot, it couldn't spit anything out.
“Fail!!”
The teapot shrieked, spitting a mouthful of hot, corrosive liquid onto the stool, making a sizzling sound.
In less than two seconds, the stool was reduced to just a wooden stick, and a spirit flew out from it, quickly disappearing.
The other “students” trembled with fear at the sight.
“Next!!”
Next, various objects continued to demonstrate their “tea art.”
Those who could complete the water-receiving and water-spitting passed; those who couldn't received punishment, were scalded by hot acid, and flew back to their original bodies.
Soon, the tea art demonstration came to Meilin.
The girl couldn't stop trembling and stiffly walked out of the crowd.
Anna frowned slightly and said:
“If she is a living spirit, it proves that the soul's proportion is very high. If she gets scalded, her mental state will likely suffer very severe damage.”