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Chapter 110 I Resonate Alone

Today is Monday, another workday.

Shen Xing didn't ride his bicycle, but walked to Yucai Middle School because Shen Yuan inexplicably followed him.

Shen Xing didn't go to the school clinic to print new copies of the drawings today because he wanted to participate in the resonance session this afternoon on his own.

The more blood and flesh paintings placed in the school clinic, the stronger the resonance will be. Shen Xing wants to test the intensity of the resonance if he resonates with it alone, and then use this intensity as a benchmark to gradually add more copies.

If your body still feels the urge to "go home" this time, it means that the threshold of [01-Wall] has been raised, and it will use this method to urge you to bring food like yesterday.

If not, then Shen Xing will continue to delay and see how long it can stay quiet after each meal.

Then comes testing the limits.

Behind those hanging portraits, I peel off a little bit of plaster from the wall every day to see if the wall reacts.

It's unlikely that we can actually start construction by digging down this wall.

Even if there are plans to start construction, the school will likely postpone it until summer or winter break, after all the students have left.

"Was that Sister Xiaoran on the phone just now?" As they were about to part ways at the school gate, Shen Yuan looked at Shen Xing and asked curiously, "Why have you been so distracted?"

Even after the influence of Wang Xinran's [03-Honeycomb] was lifted, Shen Yuan still seemed to care a lot about Wang Xinran and Shen Xing's relationship, as if she had already decided that Wang Xinran was her future sister-in-law.

She seemed to enjoy playing with Wang Xinran, because the latter wasn't pretentious, and they both loved watching TV dramas and movies.

However, what Shen Yuan didn't know was that Wang Xinran was still in a coma and might never wake up.

"It's nothing." Shen Xing waved his hand, not answering the question. "Let's go back to class."

"Tch." Shen Yuan curled her lips, quickened her pace, and left Shen Xing behind. She was already thinking about how to get Xiao Ran's phone number.

She wanted to invite him over to watch a movie, and her brother certainly wouldn't refuse.

Shen Yuan returned to her classroom with a smile. The morning reading session hadn't started yet, and there were only a few students.

What puzzled her was that when she entered the classroom, the girl sitting to the right of the podium kept staring at her for some reason.

The daughter of the lady at the record store? They had met a few times at the record store before, but they were just nodding acquaintances. Shen Yuan had no intention of becoming friends with her.

Because Shen Yuan heard her aunt talk about her daughter's "glorious deeds" almost every time, especially in the last two weeks, which almost made her aunt have a heart attack, Shen Yuan's impression of her also became bad.

After politely smiling and nodding at her, Shen Yuan returned to her seat, lay down, and prepared to take another nap.

However, just as Shen Yuan was getting sleepy, she heard the sound of the chair in front of her being pulled out.

Is it the boy in front?

Shen Yuan didn't pay much attention at first, until the person in front of her patted her on the shoulder.

Shen Yuan frowned slightly; she really disliked others touching her body.

She looked up, a hint of impatience in her eyes, and asked, "What?"

However, when she saw the girl in front of her sitting backwards, also leaning on her desk and looking at her, her doubts deepened.

Aunt's daughter?

Why did she contact me?

I remember her name was something like...Wu something? It was a very unusual surname, but I forgot her given name.

"Is there something you need?" Shen Yuan's attitude softened slightly, forcing a smile, after all, she was the daughter of an acquaintance.

The girl opposite didn't speak, but stared at Shen Yuan's face, looking her up and down, making Shen Yuan's smile almost impossible to maintain.

"Your parents are dead, right?" the girl asked abruptly.

Shen Yuan's face instantly fell. She looked at the girl in front of her with a cold expression and hostility, and said coldly, "Get lost."

Unexpectedly, when the girl saw Shen Yuan's hostile expression, she laughed and said, "That's good."

After saying that, she got up, returned to the throne next to the podium, and went to sleep.

nerve...

Shen Yuan frowned as she watched her retreating figure.

Just like my aunt said, he's a madman, completely unreasonable.

She seems to really be like what her aunt said, enjoying deliberately making people angry and finding pleasure in it.

Shen Yuan was in a good mood today, but this girl disturbed her and she lost all sleepiness. She angrily pulled out a copy of "Yilin" and looked for some lame jokes to read.

Meanwhile, Shen Xing, who was in the school clinic, had no idea what was happening in the classroom.

He was holding a mirror and practicing his facial expressions in front of it.

Now, Shen Xing can have subtle control over his facial muscles, and he can make any expression he wants.

Pain, joy, speechlessness, laughter... These are expressions that ordinary people can easily make based on their emotions. Shen Xing used to be able to make them too, but others would find them a little restrained.

But when he consciously controlled the muscles in his face to make those expressions, the reflection in the mirror gave people a very strange feeling... This eeriness was something even Shen Xing himself could sense.

Because when Shen Xing made those expressions, he didn't have any corresponding emotions in his mind.

In the past, when I smiled or made other expressions in front of others, my facial muscles didn't move very noticeably, and others just thought I was "reserved" and "shy".

Now, when I finally get my facial expressions right, it gives people the feeling of falling into the uncanny valley.

Especially a laugh devoid of any emotion is particularly chilling.

What left Shen Xing speechless was that when he realized he could control his facial muscles at will, he could no longer find the feeling in some of the expressions he could usually make through experience.

Just as your breathing switches from automatic to manual when you become aware that you are controlling it, the more precise you are in manipulating your muscles, the more you lose that natural feeling based on conditioned reflexes.

...That wouldn't pass the psychologist's test.

Judging from the reactions of the other members of the Ninth Squad... they must think they have reason to be sad right now.

In addition, my complexion has become quite pale recently, and my face looks thinner... I need to at least get the expressions of "exhaustion" and "sadness" sorted out.

If none of those work, then he can just pretend to be numb and expressionless. At least he can control his tone very well.

Just as Shen Xing was micro-practicing muscle movements in front of the mirror, there was a knock on the door of the school clinic.

Shen Xing put down the mirror and said, "Please come in."

The door to the school clinic opened, and Director Wang appeared in the doorway.

Wang Xinran's uncle? What does he want from me?

Shen Xing maintained a blank expression as he stared at Director Wang.

It's a good opportunity to practice on ordinary people.