Chapter 57: Minor Cold

Such a major supernatural incident had occurred at the school, so of course it had to be reported to the Professor.

When they arrived at the School Affairs Office, the atmosphere was very serious.

Wu Xiaomi and Bai Xiaozhi were separated.

It was just like interrogating criminals, afraid that they might collude, so they even conducted the questioning in two rounds.

“Are you sure you entered the Art Building, saw a Monster covered in paint there, and that the Monster could burn with Green Flame?”

Nodded.

Wu Xiaomi had already lost count of how many times she had nodded.

It was as if her recent personal experience, to the Professors at the School Affairs Office, was a hallucination they simply refused to believe, no matter what.

That was really confusing.

In the Nailifa World, danger and bizarre events happened one after another. But for an Art Building to suddenly appear out of nowhere, wasn’t that more ordinary compared to something like Mirror Night?

Whether in terms of the scale of the strangeness, or the difficulty in dealing with it, it should be far less severe than Mirror Night.

So why were they so grave?

“The Spirit of Abundance has been gone for so long, what she said might be true.”

“Mirror Night has been resolved, and the Shaman Couple from Fengshou Village have returned. Why not ask them? They are attendants of the Spirit of Abundance and have the keenest senses.”

“By the way, speaking of the Spirit of Abundance.”

Several Professors’ gazes gathered above Wu Xiaomi’s head.

?

“You serve the Spirit of Abundance too, don’t you?”

Nod.

At least for now, that was true.

But since she had only started halfway and hadn’t mastered the skills, she hadn’t even grown a tail.

How embarrassing.

“You don’t feel anything? For example, the air becoming sticky, darkness stirring, as if something is quietly awakening…”

Absolutely not! How could a normal person possibly feel something like that?

“She’s not even an official priestess, there’s no point in asking her.” One Professor shook his head. “Let’s contact the Shaman Couple from Fengshou Village first. Only they can handle this.”

“But the Spirit of Abundance’s connection has grown weaker and weaker. Several generations of Shamans haven’t awakened to High Sequence.” Another Professor said, “I’m afraid they may not have a solution either.”

“We can only turn to them.”

“Right, what about the Lianyi Association…”

“It’ll go on as usual. We can’t let those bastards look down on us!”

……

“Ha-choo—”

After leaving the School Affairs Office, Wu Xiaomi suddenly sneezed.

So cold.

Strange, why did the temperature suddenly drop so much?

It felt like it had gone from summer to winter in an instant.

“Huff— huff—”

She shivered all over.

“You’re cold?”

Xiaozhi was waiting at the door. When she saw Wu Xiaomi’s pale face, she frowned.

Nod.

Too cold to talk.

“But…”

Bai Xiaozhi glanced at the sweaty students all around, then finally fixed her gaze on the thermometer at the entrance of the School Affairs Office.

“It’s 37 degrees right now.”

How could it be 37… Wait, it really is 37!

Bai Xiaozhi reached out and lightly touched the girl’s forehead.

…Burning hot.

Clearly, she had a fever.

Maybe… it was from riding the hot air balloon this morning?

Hiss— she suddenly felt really awful.

It was like having COVID-19.

Her whole body felt weak, the world was spinning, and her muscles ached.

“I’ll take you to the Medical Office.”

“I’m fine…”

“Thud—”

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Xiaomi collapsed straight into Bai Xiaozhi’s arms.

Alright, she wasn’t fine.

It was a big problem.

She couldn’t even stand anymore.

Why did the air become so sticky, as if something was strangling her neck, making it hard to breathe, and her strength was draining into some void…

Hmm, this matched all the symptoms of a cold.

She must have caught a cold, Wu Xiaomi confidently concluded.

“……”

“Make way!”

“Don’t block the path!”

It was a bit bumpy, the scenery around her flashed by quickly, and Bai Xiaozhi seemed to be running at full speed.

Just before she lost consciousness, Wu Xiaomi caught a whiff of disinfectant.

Oh, they’d reached the Medical Office.

……

The School Doctor pried open Wu Xiaomi’s eyelids and shone the Guiding Light into her pupils.

After checking her pupils, he frowned.

Next, he took a drop of blood from the girl’s fingertip and dripped it onto a piece of Charm Paper covered in writing.

As soon as the blood touched the Charm Paper, it sizzled and turned into Black Smoke, vanishing without a trace.

The speed at which the blood disappeared was completely beyond the doctor’s expectations.

The School Doctor stared at the Black Smoke, stunned.

“Doctor?”

The School Doctor’s reaction seemed odd.

Bai Xiaozhi’s heart tightened with anxiety, already sensing something ominous.

The School Doctor was dazed for a long while.

After a long time, he let out a deep sigh.

“Start preparing for the funeral.”