Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 632 - 55: The Dark Technology of the Jade Blood Spirit Clan

Ancient and modern otaku from the 2-D world are actually not that different.

They come from good family conditions, at least enough to support their education.

Smart but not exceptionally so, capable of passing the exam for Scholar at most, finding it incredibly hard to go any further.

They have a clear understanding of reality, knowing that the daughters of high-status families won’t fancy them, so they pin their romantic hopes on deceased souls and lively Monsters in the mountains.

You’re telling me there’s something wrong with the Tang Family’s young miss, who looks like a Monster? Do you think I wouldn’t know that’s a problem?

In these times, who would willingly play the fool if they could find a partner?

After the Wei Family incident, both young girls Wang Ying and Tang Moli changed a lot.

Wang Ying finally started to hit the books seriously and stopped yelling about wanting to battle strong opponents for three hundred rounds.

Tang Moli, this little lady with blonde hair and white skin, shed her once unapproachable icy image and started to show a more fragile side. She claimed she was left with deep psychological scars from the Wei Family and became easily frightened, especially needing people’s care and protection.

In less than a week, she had developed almost the entire class of boys into her loyal followers.

By the end of the second week, this circle had expanded to the entire grade.

There was not only her family’s technique involved, but also some very professional tactics that made Li Mumu click her tongue in wonder.

She couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly that this was indeed the Innate White Lotus Holy Body.

However, her real goal wasn’t to toy with men but for the sake of studying!

Can you believe it, studying?

Wang Yunxiao didn’t believe it until he saw with his own eyes those boys reciting poetry from their Chinese textbooks in unison under Tang Moli’s command in the classroom.

Then he suddenly realized what Principal Zhou meant by risk.

Isn’t this just like a pyramid scheme?

Tang Moli was brainwashing them, tuning their thoughts to the same frequency, and then with the help of tools like Incense, planting Mental Suggestions to keep their minds on that frequency for a long time.

This is like using drugs to suppress the body’s immune rejection system, so that organ transplants can be performed.

According to Principal Zhou, she wanted to connect everyone’s brains together. If all brains could think with the same thought logic at the same time, theoretically, there would be no barriers.

If it’s just for studying, then fine, but what if something else is added into the mix?

Like a wild Lilith, for instance.

Tang Moli established the foundations of a shared network, while Lilith has the power to shake the entire network. If she could enter this network, she could change everyone’s cognition with just one sentence.

The already suppressed power could then be amplified tenfold or even a hundredfold.

The thought itself is scary.

Wang Yunxiao now feels like he’s sleeping on a time bomb.

The date has come to September 15th.

The barrier between the Real World and the Outer Dimension weakens at the start and the middle of each month.

As per usual, Wang Yunxiao should be leading his brothers to make a quick buck in the Outer Dimension. Despite the lack of protective gear, they had recently acquired a new batch of arms, and the brothers were all quite aggressive.

But this time, Wang Yunxiao didn’t leave; he just let Youtiao take them to the Thousand-Year Dynasty World.

He had to stay behind and pay close attention to the so-called school network plan of the Tang siblings.

Causing trouble on his own turf, he had to grasp firsthand information; only then could he be prepared for any unexpected events.

Although Principal Zhou claimed they could not possibly succeed, Wang Yunxiao wasn’t as optimistic in his heart.

Who said Principal Zhou could foresee everything accurately? Before these freshmen enrolled, didn’t he also look down on Wang Yunxiao? Now that the freshmen have enrolled, he suddenly remembered he had such a steadfast and reliable workhorse at home...

For safety reasons, he found a random excuse today, taking the four little girls from the literature club to do a whole afternoon of physical training, draining their already limited strength to ensure they would fall asleep the second their heads hit the pillow.

At nine o’clock in the evening, the members of the "Study Group" walked out of their dorms one after another, arriving at a classroom where they usually had lessons.

The classroom was already prepared with candles, incense, and a brazier.

Tang Ping’an and his sister dressed as if they were some sort of missionary leaders... actually, there may not much difference, standing on the podium, silently watching as the members of the Study Group walked in and used a prepared knife to cut their fingers, letting three drops of their blood fall into the basin.

Tang Moli extended a finger, dipped it in the blood from the basin, and touched it to her forehead, closing her eyes and beginning to recite the first poem from the language textbook.

The overlapping recitation echoed inside the classroom.

Right at this moment, in the "Inner Side World" of Qinghe Middle School—Nanke High School’s Primordial Forest, some vines entwined inside the educational buildings gradually took on a blood hue.

A dreamlike, blood-colored bubble slowly emerged within the twisted classroom.

Tang Moli, no, Monica Tesla of the Jade Blood Spirit Clan slowly opened her eyes, looking towards this narrow and brand-new world.

This was a brand-new Outer Dimension, created as a "plugin" through the collective consciousness of students.

In this world, the brains of all people are connected, all knowledge in everyone’s minds will be shared without charge, and everyone’s mental efforts can be concentrated together to solve problems that are otherwise insurmountable for an individual.

"Welcome, everyone, to..."

Pfft—!

Tang Moli’s smile hadn’t lasted three seconds when a mouthful of blood spurted out.

She saw a pair of eyes, or perhaps to be more precise, those indifferent eyes noticed her presence.

Nanke High School wasn’t unclaimed territory.

Indeed, it had no name, no master, but after Bai Shanshan arrived, the whole Outer Dimension had been forcibly shaped into the appearance she desired.

To describe it in more traditional terms—this was her divine realm.

And you all, without permission, want to start demarcating territory here?

Bai Shanshan only gave her a glance and paid no further attention.

Even so, Tang Moli couldn’t withstand the backlash of that power and collapsed on the spot, unconscious, with the boys who recited the text in the Real World also all falling into a coma.

Naive...

Hiding in the shadows, Wang Yunxiao watched, dumbfounded.

Brother, didn’t you consider the problem of varying Cognitive Powers?

Do you think this is like the Mayflower making a beach landing? Plant a flag onshore and disregard the indigenous people?

No wonder Principal Zhou said there’s no need to worry, indeed there’s no need; an ordinary person truly couldn’t imagine such a down-to-earth approach.