The scene shifted, and Ling Xingjian found herself in a place resembling a classroom.
"Isn't this my high school?" Ling Xingjian looked around in surprise and realized this was her high school—Fengming First High School.
The classmates in the classroom, some familiar and some strange, left Ling Xingjian dazed, as though she had broken free of a dream and traveled through time and space.
Just then, she heard Shi Tiexin's voice behind her. "Xingjian?"
He saw me?!
Ling Xingjian was delighted, then immediately understood. What he saw was not her true self, but the version of her in his memories. Her soul had merely happened to fill the shell of that memory.
So in another time and space, he really had been classmates with her?
Then she immediately discovered that within the conceptual shell of "Ling Xingjian," she was no longer an outsider like some spirit lurking behind someone's back. She had completely merged into the point of view, and her freedom of movement had greatly increased. She could actually control the shell and make it move.
Great, I can finally warn Big Guy!
Just as Ling Xingjian was about to turn around and explain the principles of Sihang Golden Palace to the dream-version of Shi Tiexin, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open, and someone both familiar and unfamiliar to Ling Xingjian walked in.
"Old Jia?"
That was right. It was Old Jia, her high school homeroom teacher.
But this time, Old Jia was not dressed as a teacher. He wore a military uniform.
A woman Ling Xingjian had never seen before followed behind him.
Ling Xingjian heard Shi Tiexin rise from his seat behind her. "Sister Mengmeng?"
The woman called Sister Mengmeng took out a box. "Iron Pillar, I have two matters to attend to here. First, I'm