Abyssal Distortion Files

Inside the school.

Several hooligan-looking boys blocked the hallway, some whistling, others leering at Chen Yao.

"Leave your contact information, classmate?"

"We're from the student council. If you want to join in the future, we can help you out, classmate."

Chen Yao repeatedly shook her head, "No, thank you. I don't want to join the student council..."

A boy beside them laughed, "Don't say that. The student council has a lot of power. You might not know since you're new here."

"In our school, the student council is like the local mafia. If anyone dares to bully you, the student council can make them pack up and leave immediately."

"Really, it's not necessary..."

Chen Yao looked troubled by these persistent boys.

At this moment, Lu Yaozong and Song Jiang walked over.

Seeing the boys blocking the way, Song Jiang was about to speak when Lu Yaozong grabbed him.

In their school, the student council had immense power.

If you were a boarding student, they could throw you and your bed out of the building at night, and even complaining to the teachers wouldn't help.

Before, a boy had a few clashes with the student council, and the next night, he was beaten black and blue and thrown into the large toilet.

Song Jiang looked at Lu Yaozong, "That's our new classmate. Are you just going to watch her get bullied by those scumbags?"

"If you're afraid of them, I..."

"Didn't your dad tell you not to fight?" Lu Yaozong said, rolling up his sleeves and walking forward without hesitation.

Compared to the experiences of that day, the student council, which he once feared, didn't seem like much now.

After all, he had seen monsters...

Why would he still be afraid of them?

Just as Lu Yaozong raised his fist, a hand grabbed him.

He turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in a white shirt and black pants. He grabbed Lu Yaozong's wrist and gave him a meaningful look.

"Leave it to me."

With that, the middle-aged man stepped forward. Before the leading student council member could speak, the man punched him in the chest!

Bang!

The man didn't waste words, his movements were exceptionally clean and efficient. In a few quick moves, he knocked down all the student council members.

After doing this, he turned to Chen Yao and nodded to her.

Chen Yao lowered her head in thanks and hurried past the man with her backpack.

The student council members had already passed out. At this moment, the middle-aged man turned to look at Lu Yaozong.

He raised his left hand, revealing an eye pattern on his palm.

"You've seen something you shouldn't have, but it's okay now. The monsters in the school have been eliminated."

"I'm from the Truth Church. The person you met at noon was my colleague. He has unfortunately sacrificed himself."

"Now, you have two choices."

"One, accept memory erasure and forget everything about the monsters."

"Two, join the Truth Church and become one of us."

Lu Yaozong was stunned, "The monsters from the Light Society have been eliminated?"

That was too fast, wasn't it?

The middle-aged man nodded, "That's right. The Prophet foresaw this and personally led people to destroy the Light Society."

"As for the students and teachers who were eaten, they were released after those monsters died, but we erased their memories of the monsters."

"Now they won't remember anything about the monsters, leaving only you."

Released?

Lu Yaozong asked, "Are you saying that after those monsters are killed, the people they ate can come back to life?"

"Not come back to life." The middle-aged man shook his head, "We use another method to recombine them. You can understand it that way."

At this moment, Song Jiang stood up, "I want to join the Truth Church!"

The middle-aged man looked at Song Jiang. What could he say... it was just a coincidence.

Song Jiang was actually a clone of Chen Ye, deceiving Lu Yaozong from beginning to end, and performing a script with other clones.

But now his memory had been erased. He didn't know he was a clone of Chen Ye.

In other words, he was now truly Song Jiang, but the middle-aged man still remembered his true identity.

Because the middle-aged man was one of the twenty-eight clones, named Jiao Xiu.

"Sigh..."

"Just an hour ago, we were still discussing Lu Yaozong's future script, but an hour later, you really became Song Jiang. This is really..."

"Too interesting."

"The fake became real. You played yourself in this play!"

Jiao Xiu grinned inwardly. He suddenly discovered that he could find amusement in himself!

"What about you?"

Hearing Jiao Xiu's words, Lu Yaozong nodded, "I also want to join the Truth Church. There's something I need to figure out."

Jiao Xiu revealed a smile, "About your identity as the Holy Son?"

How did he know?

Lu Yaozong was stunned. The other party had directly exposed what he was thinking.

"You don't have to be afraid. We're not the lunatics from the Light Society. We won't capture you. Regarding your identity as the Holy Son, the Prophet has a message for me to pass on to you."

"It's a scam. There's no such thing as a Holy Son. You're just a poor person who was unfortunately chosen."

"Their plan of many years has been ruined. You are safe now."

Jiao Xiu: Our plan of a day has been ruined. The boss won't let me touch you.

"So even if you don't want to join the Truth Church, it's okay. With us here, no monsters will trouble you again."

"You can continue to return to your daily life, stay away from danger, and be an ordinary person."

Jiao Xiu: If you really become an ordinary person, the boss's script can't continue.

But... that seems okay too. After all, if he made that choice, the boss's expression would be very interesting, right?

Just thinking about it...

Jiao Xiu had just thought of this when he felt a chill run down his spine, "No, no, no, I'm just kidding, boss!"

Song Jiang and Lu Yaozong were destined not to see Jiao Xiu's rich inner thoughts.

After a moment of contemplation, Lu Yaozong still made up his mind, "I want to join the Truth Church, even if it's just at the grassroots level!"

Jiao Xiu nodded with a smile on his face, but he was actually laughing wildly inside.

"If he knew that everyone in the church's grassroots, except for him, were monsters, his expression would also be very interesting, right?"

"What do you guys think?"

"I'm watching as an audience."

"The boss didn't let me get involved in this matter. I wouldn't dare to interfere."

"If the boss gets angry again and uses you to pick his teeth, don't include me."

"Although on the surface, the number of clones hasn't decreased, there are only twenty-eight of us who truly know the truth."

"Similarly, there are only a few of us left with abilities."

"But this doesn't mean that we have a unique position in the boss's heart. It can only be said that we are lucky..."

"We weren't named."