Wen Xishu's eyes suddenly grew serious.
"It's very strange, it's as if she can read my mind, she knows all my thoughts."
"I really dislike the feeling of being controlled by others; I feel like I need to become someone who is hard to figure out."
At first, Wen Xishu was thinking about why this student wanted such an obscure sequence, and only planned to ask without expecting to uncover anything genuinely useful.
But he wasn't anticipating that he would hear this term from Jiang Xue's mouth.
Virgin, he naturally thought of the zodiac sign.
Jiang Xue realized that Dean Wen seemed interested, so he continued:
"It seems she has nothing to do with the weirdness itself. The first time was on the fourth floor. The task was to play a game with a girl."
"The girl seemed to be traumatized. I suspect that the arrival of the apocalypse would turn people who have had tragic experiences but couldn't move past them into corresponding monsters."
