Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 279 Getting Closer to the Main Storyline
Laurie saw him too, but because of the distance, she didn't immediately notice the mask. In her eyes, it was someone standing across the street, spying on her, with a pale face, expressionless, and dark eyes devoid of any light.

Although she soon discovered that the man was wearing a mask, her unease did not lessen.

"Lori?"

"teacher?"

Her constant turning to look out the window was too obvious in the small classroom, so the teacher called her name directly. Startled by her name being called, Laurie quickly stood up.

The teacher's questions weren't difficult; anyone who had just listened could have answered them. Fortunately, Laurie had been taking notes, albeit perfunctorily, but it helped her get by during roll call.

When she answered the question and sat down as if granted a pardon, the people across the street had already disappeared.

"He just looked at me," Mu Xiang said in the shared mental communication.

Zhang Jie's lazy voice rang out: "We're out... I couldn't see this person in my mental monitoring just now. Next time we meet, I'll give him a mental imprint."

Long Taobing chimed in, "Brother Jie, if the mental imprint can only be used when you meet in person, isn't that a bit of a waste?"

“However, the truth is that this is how mental imprints are used for the vast majority of mental controllers,” Zhang Jie said. “Of course, if I had to do this, I wouldn’t be able to survive… The reason we have to wait until we meet to imprint it is because the main god deliberately blocks it.”

Mu Xiang's eyes met the teacher's. He lowered his head and continued writing furiously, thinking to himself, "Officer Zhang, what are your tasks now?"

Zheng Zha's silly laughter rang out: "We have to call him Chief Zhang, his identity is that of a deputy chief... Chief Brecker told us to come out and pick up the psychiatrist, and then wait together for Dr. Loomis to arrive."

Dr. Loomis was Michael's attending physician and should be on his way to Haddenfield right now... He knew Michael too well and knew that Michael would return to his hometown.

Unlike in the movie, with the addition of the Central Continent Team, the already skeptical Sheriff Brecker went to handle the theft case himself, while his two subordinates were sent to coordinate with Dr. Loomis. Since Zhang Jie and Zheng Zha were police officers, not professionals, they also brought along the town's only psychologist.

That's right, the role of psychologist was assigned to Long Taobing.

However, the theft case that the sheriff himself handled was also related to Michael... because Michael stole that white mask in Haddonfield.

“We just need to proceed step by step, and we will get closer and closer to the main plot… Tonight is the first tough battle,” Mu Xiang said. “Before we find out who else might be hiding, we shouldn’t use any abilities that are too conspicuous or outrageous.”

"Okay, okay, you can continue with your class," Zhang Jie replied, and then his voice gradually faded away.

It must be said that Zhang Jie's application of mental power is absolutely unique. Because he can unleash the full potential of his enhancements, he can break free from the constraints of skill exchange when using mental power. For example, his mental power sharing is unrelated to the Mind Chain; it's purely accomplished through his powerful mental strength. According to Zhang Jie, this is one of the strengths of the fourth tier: breaking free from the constraints of exchange and developing one's own abilities.

Zhang Jie had said this to Zhan Lan as well, firstly to point out her future path, and secondly to give her some guidance... After all, as a fourth-level mental power controller, he put a lot of pressure on Zhan Lan.

Mu Xiang's gaze shifted to Zhao Yingkong, who was sitting diagonally in front of him. This assassin girl was the most attentive of the three in the lecture. "You really do love literature..." Mu Xiang smiled to himself.

Mu Xiang had no interest in the text the teacher was presenting... Putting aside the quality of the foreign language text, he simply couldn't muster any enthusiasm for this kind of neither-literary-nor-philosophical stuff. But Zhao Yingkong's reaction showed that she was listening with great interest.

Mu Xiang had a math workbook under his textbook, a habit he had developed during class... but when he opened it, he was genuinely surprised, because the problems were far easier than the ones he had done at school. The differences in education across eras and regions were truly starkly evident.

The questions were utterly idiotic... What Mu Xiang couldn't understand even more was that this workbook, which he had written his name on and even completed a small part of, still contained many outrageous mistakes.

"Could it be that the identity the Supreme God assigned me is that of an idiot?" Mu Xiang fell into doubt.

After observing for a while longer, Mu Xiang realized that Zhao Yingkong was actually the most attentive student in the entire classroom, and couldn't help but chuckle. Well, judging from the behavior of these students in the movie, the academic atmosphere here couldn't be much better.

Zhao Yingkong was writing something intently, a level of concentration that couldn't be explained by the professional skills of an assassin concealing their identity. After a long while with her head bowed, she reached up and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, then noticed Mu Xiang's gaze, her face flushing slightly.

"What is it?" she thought coldly to herself.

Mu Xiang then started working on the workbook at the bottom of the textbook: "It's okay, I won't disturb your class."

[Two of my classmates... were both quiet types, it was so interesting.]

When class ended, Mu Xiang leaned against the window, scanning the entire town with his eyes. Michael's every move was under his watchful eye, and as he watched, Mu Xiang couldn't help but clench his fists.

[Damn it, is this really the effect of the fourth-order gene lock? Why am I feeling more and more like taking action...]

"Can you teach the next chemistry class?"

Liu Xi's cheerful voice rang out from behind him. Mu Xiang turned around and glanced at her: "What, do you think I'm a liberal arts student and can't learn this?"

Seeing her expression, Mu Xiang couldn't help but facepalm: "Don't worry, the textbooks here are too simple. You can handle it with the knowledge you had before the classes were divided."

"Hehe, the Supreme God is really interesting... I never thought that after almost two years of university, I would still have to come back to listen to high school courses." Liu Xi smiled.

Mu Xiang was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of a scene in the distance out of the corner of his eye. He immediately called out to Zhang Jie in his mind, "Sheriff, Sheriff, hurry to the cemetery... Michael is digging up his sister's grave."

"Huh? So arrogant?!" Zhang Jie exclaimed in surprise. "Damn, let's go over there... I thought it was dug up some night."

Mu Xiang thought for a moment: "We don't need to use too much force. Just go and bump into him, and he'll run away on his own. Then you can openly investigate this person, and even if the people behind the scenes notice, your identities won't be exposed. Just investigate and wait for them to come to you."

(End of this chapter)