"Some marks"?

Tang Xinjue immediately thought of what Xiaohong had said.

[This is a token from a higher order, which means someone remembers you. ]

If both mean the same thing...how come it has changed from "one" to "some" now?

Before he could ask more questions, the counselor "manipulated" Guo Guo's hand and swiped upwards, and Tang Xinjue's eyes suddenly darkened.

Opening her eyes in the darkness, she has returned to the [cave].

"How are you, what are you seeing?"

The counselor's voice suddenly sounded from outside the narrow opening.

This time, without the interference of external forces, Tang Xinjue easily gathered his essence, and when he looked up again, he realized no.

The cave is not really empty. The darkness that can't see five fingers in front of you is actually a layer of black mist floating and lingering!

For some reason, the black mist gave her a familiar coldness, but instead of attacking her, it floated quietly in place.

This time, Tang Xinjue focused his attention without a teacher, stretched out his "hand" and waved away the fog in front of him.

The mist dissipated slightly, revealing something inside.

A small glass bottle hangs in the air, next to the glass bottle is a silver ring, the ring exudes a turbid yellow halo... When he got closer, Tang Xinjue realized that it was not light, but a floating The yellow eyeball behind the ring is rolling.

What floated under the eyeball was a ring-shaped white "color" unknown object, and she had to get closer to recognize that it was a roll of white "color" tape.

In this way, the items are hidden in the black mist, and even if the abnormality is detected, it is difficult to find.

Tang Xinjue vaguely understood what this [cave] was...but what was more important was what was in front of him.

She stretched out her hand to touch it, and felt an invisible resistance blocking her, and the black mist had a tendency to close again.

"You want to take them out?" the counselor asked outside.

Tang Xinjue frowned: "It's difficult."

Counselor: "That's right."

The voice fell, and a force pulled her upwards, Tang Xinjue opened her eyes, and the room in front of her turned into a familiar bedroom.

The roommate was staring at her with wide eyes.

On the other side, the counselor sat upright: "What you get is all the marks you get."

Tang Xinjue groaned for two seconds: "I have seen a total of them." - It can indeed be described as "some".

"I was reminded before, but at that time, it just said I had a mark on my body."

There are two possibilities of "sex", one is that Xiaohong can only sense the existence of marks, and the number is unclear; the other possibility is "sex", and the remaining marks are added after meeting Xiaohong.

The counselor nodded: "You have a good guess. Some bad students from a university, or some not very decent outsiders, will leave marks on freshmen for various reasons. But the probability is very small, because the mark is also There's a price to be paid. As for those with so many marks on their bodies..."

The counselor dignified the words and said gently: "It's really rare. It's enough to show that you are a potential student."

"Why did they leave the mark on me?"

"Generally speaking, it's for revenge."

"..."

Is this the so-called "potential"?

The counselor and Yan Yue said: "The visit time is limited. You can ask one last question about the marking."

Tang Xinjue lowered her eyes and thought for a moment. She didn't ask how to clear the marks, but said, "Are these marks, and the counselor's misidentification of me as a dark creature, one of the reasons for the bugs in the difficulty of our exams?"

The counselor smiled stiffly.

Obviously, she didn't want to answer the question about the wrong hand.

But the words were out of her mouth, and she could only cough lightly: "The exam is fair, and I can't answer you its screening rules. It's just that sometimes, excessive fairness can also lead to some omissions... When it thinks that your ability is sufficient, It will relax the restrictions on difficulty, but it will also make it easier for some people with ulterior motives to take advantage of it."

The counselor didn't finish the sentence, and "showed" an expression that everyone understood.

Tang Xinjue smiled and nodded: "For example?"

counselor:"……"

She had to elaborate: "Simply put, if even the counselor will mistake you for a dark creature, then the system will occasionally confuse you with a bad student. If the examination system determines that the candidate has a similar bad student. If you exist, the difficulty you will endure will increase."

Tang Xinjue pondered: "I originally thought that admitting mistakes was the counselor's personal reason. Because there are no ghosts in the copy... Bad students mistaken my identity."

counselor:"……"

She wiped off the sweat that didn't exist: "Cough, the position in the exam is clear, and the situation is special now."

Fortunately, in the next sentence, Tang Xinjue turned the topic back to the main line: "So, am I influencing the judgment of the system?"

The counselor nodded: "Tang Xue, I'm afraid I'm sorry to say. The stronger your ability, the more complex your breath will be, and the greater the probability of causing confusion in the system... This is likely to become a vicious circle of 'sex'."

The black fog represents the dark breath, and the objects in the fog represent the marks of ghosts. These two breaths are intertwined in her sea of ​​consciousness, but only the human breath is thin.

Why is this happening?

Tang Xinjue had guesses in his heart, but he didn't declare it in words. She and her roommate looked at each other and asked the counselor together, "Is there a solution?"

"This visit was originally just to collect information and not prepare a solution."

The counselor spread out his hands in a very humanistic manner, as if he was really just an ordinary counselor—if there were no giant red eyeballs standing still outside the door, and this action did not appear on Guo Guo.

The next second she changed her words: "Of course, out of humanitarian guilt for accidentally hurting Tang Xue, I decided to give you a gift."

She opened her palm and lightly tapped Tang Xinjue between her eyebrows.

"This is my encouragement. You turn it on, and other breaths will be temporarily covered. If you turn it off, it will return to its original state."

After speaking, she smiled and retracted her hand, as if waiting for something.

Zhang You and Zheng Wanqing immediately realized that the counselor might be waiting for them to express their gratitude.

However, before they could speak, Tang Xinjue suddenly swayed and fell to the side!

"Determination!!"

The two exclaimed and supported her. The counselor attached to Guo Guo also clasped his hands in fright and stretched out his head to probe: "I, my encouragement shouldn't cause harm to the students?"

Beside the stairs of the bed, Tang Xinjue was holding his temples, his pale skin all year long, as long as he pursed his lips hard, when he woke up, he would go from malnutrition to severe scabies.

The composure and energy just now disappeared, and now it seems to be in a state of incomparable weakness.

Tang Xinjue coughed twice and said softly, "There is nothing wrong with my body, but as soon as I meet the counselor, I can't help but recall the pain that was only one step away from death. To tell you the truth, I was timid and easily frightened since I was a child. Once frightened, it is easy to leave sequelae, such as delusions of persecution, limb weakness, impaired IQ... auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations, and subconscious disturbances, etc."

She covered her heart with lingering fears on her face.

Counselor: "Yes, I'm sorry, I was just impulsive. So as compensation, I gave you [encouragement]..."

Tang Xinjue shook his head and forced a smile: "No, it is our luck that the counselor can come to visit with due diligence and actively find solutions to the problems of the system. Even if we are killed by mistake, it is only out of your concern, how can we be wrong? What about complaining? I will try my best to overcome the shadow of my heart in the next exam. After all, my roommate is a professional heart and can help me."

She weakly pointed at Zheng Wanqing.

Zheng Wanqing was stunned: "What are you talking about, but I'm studying finance, not a major?"

"Ah, how could this be..." Tang Xinjue sighed, covering her face, "Oh, this is my life."

roommate:"……"

counselor:"……"

Without waiting for others to react, she spoke again: "But it doesn't matter, the method is always more difficult than the difficulty. In order to survive, I can also take the risk to find help in the dungeon, maybe other well-informed teachers have similar experiences. After understanding the specific situation, maybe it can help me-"

The counselor took a breath and hurriedly stopped her, "Don't, don't go out and talk!"

She squeezed out a friendly smile: "Everyone has something to solve... You, what else do you need?"