In another dimension, Mother Juan was also a kitchen maid at No. 60 High School, but she was much younger and more beautiful than she was in real life … Wang Ling felt a little unaccustomed to this face. It wasn't because she wasn't pretty enough, but because she was too pretty, which made him feel a little out of character. Furthermore, Wang Ling always felt that Mother Juan in the real world was more amiable.
Although Mother Juan was now taking the "dark cuisine" route in order to develop new cuisines, she actually still had a very good heart!
"It's already noon. You guys haven't eaten yet, right? Do you want to go eat with me at the cafeteria? "Miss Juan 'er smiled.
"Is that okay?" Wang Ming asked.
"You students are really strange. This is the first time I've seen the weak students of the good-for-nothing class being so polite. You're obviously the elites among the good-for-nothings. That's why there's the word 'elite' on the back of your uniforms, "Miss Juan 'er said.
Wang Ling: "…"
So the definition of the word "essence" had been changed …
The world of the Palace of Mirrors was truly magical.
"Then let's talk while we eat," Wang Ming said.
"Then wait for me, I'm going to the bathroom," said Mother Juan.
"Alright …"
Miss Juan 'er quickly ran to the women's toilet, and ten seconds later, Mother Juan came out.
Wang Ming was baffled again. "So fast?"
Miss Juan 'er: "It's standing up, of course it's fast."
Everyone: "…"
At Wang Ling's feet, Dog Two was completely shocked by this world.
If a girl stood up to pee … wouldn't the guy have to squat down and use toilet paper? What kind of strange operation was this!
…
Li Juan invited them to eat in the canteen.
Only then did Wang Ling realize that there were actually quite a few teachers in the canteen. They weren't Wang Ling and the others, but when they saw Wang Ling, they all nodded and bowed. Even if they knew that Wang Ling and the others were students from the good-for-nothing class, they didn't have any temper.
There was no lack of this kind of refined and easygoing teacher in the real world, but the entire system in the Palace of Mirrors was messed up, and Wang Ling couldn't help but sigh at the changes.
This dimension with all sorts of chaos and disregard for rules and order shouldn't exist in the first place.
But he still hadn't found out who the mastermind behind it was.
"Why are there still teachers working?"
"From one to five, students have a break. Naturally, there will be teachers working overtime to prepare lessons for Saturday and Sunday. "
Wang Ling couldn't help muttering to himself when he heard this.
Being a teacher in this world was a little too miserable …
Even though 996 in the real world was inhumane, it was nothing compared to this place!
…
As Wang Ling had thought, Mother Juan's cooking skills were normal in the Palace of Mirrors. The dishes she made didn't look as good as they did in the real world, but at the very least, they were non-toxic.
Wang Ling took a sip of Mother Juan's chicken soup and felt that it was a little tasteless. Although it wasn't poisonous, it tasted a lot worse … In reality, it tasted good and looked good, but it could poison people to death!
In No. 60 High, Mother Juan's dishes, Super Chen's mouth, Dopey's uncle … these were all secret weapons! Wang Ling even felt that these secret weapons alone could rival the Heavenly Dao.
"Being a teacher is really tough." Wang Ming couldn't help sighing as he ate.
Wang Ming didn't have any school experience. When he was four, Old Qi had taken a fancy to him and taken him away, and he had been growing up under Old Qi's guidance ever since. When he was five years old, he had already finished all the cultivation courses. Wang Ming could take all the diplomas and awards and paste them all over the walls of his house.
All in all, studying wasn't difficult for the Wang brothers.
But there was still a clear difference in their attitudes towards learning.
Wang Ming was afraid that he wasn't outstanding enough.
Wang Ling was afraid that he was too outstanding, and would get full marks if he wasn't careful.
And no one else could possibly understand this kind of pain.
A person at an age where they shouldn't have to bear excellence that they shouldn't have.
Sigh.
As the bitter wine entered their throats, their hearts ached.
The meal was eaten in silence. The truth was that Wang Ling and the others still hadn't figured out how to ask Mother Juan about the Palace of Mirrors.
Half an hour later, when almost everyone in the canteen had left, Mother Juan was the first to break the deadlock. "You guys aren't actually from this world, are you?" She was testing them, but her words hit the nail on the head. Wang Ling and the others were stunned on the spot by this question. They felt that their disguises were flawless and there was no way they could have been detected.
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm. It's just a feeling, a feeling that only the natives of this world have. "Mother Juan said," I sense that you're different from the rest of the people. Perhaps you have also discovered that the people of this world are like puppets that have been pulled by strings. They are completely following a kind of will and doing things step by step. Even though they're souls of the dead who floated over from another world and were resurrected, they are in fact no different from being dead. "
"How do you know that group of people are souls of the dead?" Wang Ming found it very strange.
"It seems that my guess was completely correct. From the moment I was born in this world, I had a vague feeling that something wasn't right. The people around me are like NPCs in a game; they say the same things and do the same things every day. When they come to this world, they are given new lives, enjoy all the resources this world shares, and won't die or grow old. That's the scariest part. You've probably watched The Truman Show, right? This feeling … "
Mother Juan mused, "My vision of this world was just my guess until I saw you today. Only now did I truly confirm my thoughts. Sometimes, I've always wondered what kind of me I would be like if there was another me in another world. "
"Then how did you discover it at the very beginning?" Guo Ping hadn't expected things to suddenly progress so quickly.
Now that the topic had been brought up, he hurriedly pressed on.
"When I was very young, there were a lot of strange buildings in this world, which you've probably already seen. They're called dream houses … One day, these buildings that attract souls of the dead blossomed all over the place like bamboo shoots after a rain. Since then, more and more black shadow men have appeared in this world. The existence of dream houses makes the natives of this world gradually forget themselves. "
Saying this, Mother Juan held out her hand. "This is the mark of the dream house, which I paid a huge price to forge in order to continue surviving in this world. As long as I have this, my memories won't be assimilated."
"So, the world of the Palace of Mirrors … was invaded?" Guo Ping was astonished. Hearing this, everyone else was equally horrified. They never expected this to be a meticulous plot that had taken decades.
"Yes." Mother Juan nodded. "But it was a dream that reminded me of this at the very beginning. It seemed that I was dreaming of myself in another world. The me in that other world was a little old and a little chubby. "
"…" Wang Ling raised his head with a curious expression.
"It seems that you know the me in that other world." Mother Juan smiled. "It was a very special dream. She told me a lot of things, but a large part of the reason why we were able to form this dream connection was because she was courting death …"
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"Courting death?"
"That's right. I heard that she was inventing a new dish, and even tried it herself and almost poisoned herself to death …"
"…"
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