"I seem to be... trying to teach you what to do, which is presumptuous of me," she said.

She didn't say anything else, seeming as if any words at this time would be pale and powerless.

"Not at all, besides... this is my choice," Mu Daxian spoke calmly and with conviction, then quickly changed the subject, "As long as it's not an 'Angel', the problem shouldn't be too big..."

"I hope we can meet in the Art Building, Teacher."

"Yeah, let's hope so," Class Teacher-039 replied.

"Good luck to you."

"And to you as well."

After the brief exchange of greetings, Mu Daxian led a bewildered Mao Feiyang towards the location of the stairwell.

Next to the stairwell was the entrance to the Corridor Bridge, and since the area across the bridge was spacious with several load-bearing pillars, Mu Daxian decided to wait there with Mao Feiyang for the Security Guard to appear and take Class Teacher-039 away.

In a low voice, Mao Feiyang asked, "Does 'Angel' refer to that 'Angel Sculpture'?"

Mu Daxian nodded, "Yes, at least it looks like an 'Angel'."

"'Looks like'?"

"I can't explain too much to you," Mu Daxian shook his head, "Don't try to understand the 'Angel'; if you encounter one, just do exactly what the rules say."

"The guidelines only mention running towards the Gallery and calling out the Night Watchman's name, but the problem is, we're not in the Art Building. What should we do if we encounter an 'Angel'?"

"Run, what else?"

"Ah?"

"What's with the 'ah'?"

Mao Feiyang pursed his lips, "Didn't you say you were experienced?"

"Isn't my extensive experience in escaping still experience?"

Mao Feiyang opened his mouth but was at a loss for words.

"Hey, someone's coming!"

Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang on the shoulder.

"Oh my, it's Old Lin!" Mao Feiyang exclaimed.

They saw the door of Class B Group 2 being opened and then Lin Yi sneakily poking his head out, looking around and withdrawing it, repeating this several times before creeping out from the class.

Mao Feiyang: "..."

"Old Lin... how has he become such an idiot after a day?"

Mu Daxian was silent for a moment, "Probably his mental state isn't very stable."

"Uh... maybe... hey, Old Lin was called to the office by the Class Teacher!"

Mu Daxian explained, "Before leaving, the Class Teacher needs to remove the Identity Credential to prevent losing it due to some unpredictable accidents, which could be detrimental to Experience Students if obtained by Pseudo-Humans."

Mao Feiyang pondered, "Would that result in a Pseudo-human art teacher?"

Mu Daxian shook his head, "No, contamination goes downwards, you can only affect Units with a lower Pollution Depth than yours, it's almost impossible to go against the natural order. Therefore, when Pseudo-Humans get hold of the Class Teacher's Identity Credential, they can only contaminate some Experience Students' recognition of the Class Teacher's identity."

"Similarly, when they seize the Identity Credentials of Experience Students, they can only influence those with unstable mental states or find ways to weaken the will of normal people."

"What was it that Mr. Lu Xun said..."

"An idiot will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience... Pseudo-Humans are pretty much like that."

"As for the Pseudo-human art teachers you are curious about..."

"They are the product of Art Teachers who carried Supernatural Powers they should not have had to bear, forming after being continually contaminated." When Mu Daxian said this, his tone became complex, mixed with a bit of pity and admiration, but more so with disgust and contempt.

It was hard to imagine so many emotions swirling together in one person's eyes.

"Similarly, if an Art Student absorbs more Supernatural Power than they can handle, they too become aberrant Art Students."

"I see..." Mao Feiyang nodded, seemingly getting it but not quite.

"You understand?" Mu Daxian was surprised.

"Uh..." Mao Feiyang was taken aback, "Actually, I don't really understand."

Mu Daxian facepalmed, "I give up on you, don't pretend if you don't get it, it could lead to trouble."

"All right..." Mao Feiyang admitted, "I mainly don't understand how Pseudo-human art teachers could have transformed from Art Teachers..."

Even though Mao Feiyang and the Art Teacher had only met once, he couldn't help feeling that there was a special charm about the Art Teacher – graceful, composed, and unhurried, as if masterminding strategies behind the scenes, and not at all evil.

"Villains never consider themselves villains," Mu Daxian shook his head, "They only think that they have discovered a brand-new belief, that they see more than others, like the ancient Prophets attempting to indoctrinate us with their beliefs..."

"What they stand for has become completely different from us."

"What's abstract is that they still insist that whatever they're doing is right, and it's us who can't understand them..."

"Physical contamination isn't scary, Xiao Mao... what's terrifying is cognitive contamination."

"It's that unhesitating, absolute trust in the indescribable... that is the real contamination and baptism."

"They... are a bunch of 'Zealots'."

Mao Feiyang pondered, "If that's the case, why not find a way to eradicate them?"

"Who wouldn't want to? We dream of it," Mu Daxian said helplessly, shaking his head, "But it's impossible! You don't understand, and I can't explain the intricacies."

"All I can say is, to eradicate them in the Art Building would require too great a cost."

"If it was just a matter of making painful sacrifices, we would have acted already, but the real problem is that it's completely futile."

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