frightfiction Chapter 435 The Sea, the Book, and Her
Chapter 435 The Sea, the Book, and Her
A long, vertical card appeared in front of Zuo Xiuyan. The card was light blue overall, with the texture of thin crystal, and emitted light spots and patterns of light.
The card had white writing on it, and Zuo Xiuyan looked at it carefully.
At the very top are three large characters: 【Possession Card】.
Below is the smaller text: 【Effect: After use, it can descend upon the target and control their actions.】
[Duration: 10 minutes. Can be stopped at any time; the card will disappear after stopping.]
[How to use: Simply think of it in your mind to summon and use it. Multiple cards can be used consecutively.]
The moment she finished reading it, the card vanished like mist.
Could it be that this level... requires manipulating the target, that is, controlling the girl's actions, to pass the level?
Strategic warfare?
Zuo Xiuyan looked at the still somewhat blurry reflection and poured more spiritual energy into it. The seawater seemed to have been mixed with various pigments, and the whole picture began to become clear and colorful, like a screen playing a TV series.
Now we can finally see what the girl looks like. Judging from her appearance, she should be between 15 and 18 years old.
Her hair was thick and heavy, with a straight fringe, and the rest of her hair fell down her head to her shoulders, with the ends cut straight down.
The girl sat at a single desk, holding a simple, pure black backpack in her arms. She wore a black and white school uniform and looked reserved and sullen.
She placed her schoolbag flat on the right side of the table, raised her hand to smooth the ends of her hair on her shoulder, and then ran her hands along the neat white collar of her school uniform down to her chest. She glanced down at the zipper, pulled it down a little, and then lifted it back up slightly.
The school uniform is about one-third white on top and mainly black on the bottom, separated by a V-shape, with the zipper stopping at the bottom of the V.
The girl then unzipped her backpack, revealing neatly arranged books, from smallest to largest. Without lifting the books to check, she simply pulled one out from a certain spot and placed it on her desk. She then took out her pencil case and placed it horizontally in front of her, almost parallel to the edge of the desk.
Only then did he zip up the bag, put it in the empty drawer of the desk, and place the book in the center of the desk, opening it up.
The book looks like it's been used for a long time, but there's not a single bend or crease on the edges. Next to the mathematical formulas or exercises, there are neat, printed notes.
Everything was quiet, like a silent film, but suddenly sound was added, and the scene unfolded outwards from the girl in the midst of the noise.
In the classroom, students of all kinds were either walking around, sitting at their desks with their math books in hand, or chatting together.
But they had no faces, appearing as a blurry mist, and some were even indistinct in terms of their bodies.
"Hey, let's look at the books together later, I didn't bring any." As the words rang out, the girl's right arm was casually elbowed twice. She frowned, but quickly suppressed her expression and turned to look at her deskmate on the right.
Zuo Xiuyan felt a slight pain in his right arm.
Given her physical abilities as an awakened being, it would be very difficult for someone without superpowers to make her feel pain.
So, this is how this girl feels.
The other person's feelings will be reflected back onto you exactly as they were felt.
The girl looked at the books scattered haphazardly in her deskmate's drawer, covered in stains, creases, and curled corners.
She unconsciously tightened her grip, wanting to pull her book further away, but then didn't move.
Through these images, Zuo Xiuyan understood that this girl had a strong sense of order and boundaries, disliked abrupt requests, and hated physical contact, especially this kind of rude and uncontrolled contact.
A person who values and cherishes books so much would naturally resist such a request.
but……
Zuo Xiuyan has already discovered a serious problem and foreseen the outcome.
Within a few seconds, the girl had already forcibly suppressed her feelings, thoughts, and actions twice, so it's highly likely that this girl...
I won't refuse.
Her deskmate looked at her expression and then at the book: "Why aren't you saying anything? Take a look." With that, he pulled the book between the two single desks that had been put together.
With just a casual upward tug, the flat page was folded by the downward force of the finger, leaving a slight crease.
The girl didn't speak, but her whole body was tense.
The screen was out of control, automatically changing the image; the creases were magnified and extremely glaring!
The once calm purple sea was now rippled with large waves.
Zuo Xiuyan felt cold and nauseous all over his body.
The teacher came in to teach at some point, and to Zuo Xiuyan, it was a vague, hollow buzzing sound, like a mosquito in summer.
Then came my deskmate's hand, my deskmate's foot, my deskmate's body...
The girl's gaze was completely fixed on the other person, watching their every move like a soldier guarding a city wall, constantly on guard against a monster that might breach the wall. And this anxious and flustered soldier was unarmed.
Only when the teacher passed by did my deskmate turn his gaze to his book, spending more time enjoying the freedom of his body.
Sometimes he would lie down, sometimes he would lean against the chair, sometimes he would shake his leg, sometimes he would look around, sometimes he would rummage through the things in the table and cabinet, and sometimes he would twirl a pen.
His elbows swayed casually as he wandered, stepping over the pages of the book on the table, then he turned around...
"Sizzle!" The sound of paper tearing rang out.
The girl didn't even have time to reach out her hand.
Zuo Xiuyan's heart was suddenly gripped, his blood seemed to freeze for a moment, and his thoughts went blank.
She was pushed into the sea by an invisible force, and with a splash, the warm sea turned icy cold.
Zuo Xiuyan felt his vision blur and his eyes sting. He could barely make out the girl's red eyes and the tears that were streaming down her face.
The girl's wandering gaze finally settled on her, a look of surprise and confusion flashing across her blurry face. He asked softly, "Why are you crying?"
Having received no response, he began searching for answers.
Upon seeing that lone, irregularly shaped half-page, he was stunned and somewhat at a loss. He quickly picked up the fallen page and pieced it back together from the broken spot: "Uh, I didn't mean to!"
The commotion caught the teacher's attention. He frowned and walked over. After a quick understanding of the situation and a few simple questions, he came to a conclusion.
"Apologize to someone."
"I apologized! But she's still crying," my deskmate explained, then reluctantly said, "I'm sorry."
The teacher looked at the girl: "Um... Xiong Yu'an, don't cry. It's not a big deal. Just use tape to fix it. It won't affect your reading."
The classmate muttered, "Yeah, it's just a small piece. I can just glue it on for you."
"Everyone, listen carefully to the lesson." The teacher scolded the students who were peeking out and whispering, and then continued the lesson.
Undercurrents surged in the sea, and Zuo Xiuyan struggled to maintain his balance.
Xiong Yu'an sat there silently, letting her tears fall, then took out a tissue and wiped them away little by little.
No. Zuo Xiuyan frowned, thinking to himself.
Things are not that simple.
...This is far more serious than you imagine.