Chapter 1000: Juanma's Dream

Juan's mother in another dimension, who is also a cook in No. 60 Middle School, is much younger and more beautiful than in reality... Wang Ling always feels a little uncomfortable looking at this face, not because Juan's mother is not beautiful enough, but because Juan's mother is too beautiful, which always makes him feel a little out of place. And Wang Ling always feels that Juan's mother in the real world is more amiable.

Although Juan's mother is now taking the "dark cuisine" route to develop new cuisine, Juan's mother is actually very kind!

"It's noon now, you guys haven't eaten yet, right? How about going to the cafeteria with me to eat together?" Miss Juan'er smiled.

"Is this okay?" Wang Ming asked.

"You students are really strange. This is the first time I see the poor students in the useless class being so polite. You are obviously the elite among the useless, so there is a word "jing" on the back of your school uniform." Miss Juan'er said.

"..." Wang Ling.

It turns out that the definition of the word "jing" has been changed...

This world of Jing Palace is really magical.

"Then let's talk while eating." Wang Ming said.

"Then wait for me, I'm going to the toilet." Juan's mother said.

"Okay..."

Miss Juan ran quickly to the women's toilet. About ten seconds later, Juan's mother walked out of the women's toilet.

Wang Ming was surprised again: "So fast?"

Miss Juan: "Standing to pee, of course it's fast."

Everyone: "..."

At Wang Ling's feet, Er Gouzi was completely shocked by this world.

Girls pee standing up...then boys have to squat and use toilet paper? What a strange operation! !

...

Li Juan invited Wang Ling and others to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

Wang Ling then discovered that there were actually quite a few teachers in the cafeteria. Those teachers were not Wang Ling and others, but after seeing Wang Ling, they all nodded and bowed one by one. Even if they knew that they were students in the useless class, they did not have any temper.

There is no shortage of such elegant and easy-going teachers in the real world, but the entire system of the Jingzhi Palace world is disordered, which makes Wang Ling have to sigh at the changes.

This dimension with all kinds of chaos and disregard for rules and order should not exist.

But now, Wang Ling has not yet investigated who is the master behind this.

"Why are there still teachers working?"

"From Monday to Friday, students rest. Naturally, there are teachers working overtime to prepare lessons for Saturday and Sunday."

Wang Ling couldn't help but ponder in his heart after hearing this.

Being a teacher in this world is a bit too miserable...

Although the 996 in the real world is also very inhumane, it is nothing compared to here!

...

Just as Wang Ling thought, in the world of Jing Palace, Juanma's cooking skills have become normal. The dishes she made are not as good as in the real world, but at least it can be guaranteed that these things are non-toxic.

Wang Ling drank a mouthful of the chicken soup made by Juanma and felt that it was a bit tasteless. Although the things were non-toxic, the taste was much worse... In reality, it tastes good and looks good, but it can poison people!

In Sixty, Juanma's dishes, Chen Chao's mouth, Erdan's uncle... these things are secret weapons! Wang Ling even thinks that these secret weapons can rival the way of heaven if taken out separately.

"Being a teacher is really hard." Wang Ming couldn't help but sigh while eating.

Wang Ming had no experience of going to school. He was spotted by Lao Qi when he was four years old and was taken away. Since then, he has been growing up under Lao Qi's guidance. At the age of five, he had completed all the courses of cultivation. Wang Ming could use the full degree certificates and awards to paste the walls of his home.

In general, learning is not a difficult thing for the two brothers of the Wang family.

However, there is a clear difference between the two brothers in their learning attitudes.

Wang Ming is afraid that he is not good enough.

Wang Ling is afraid that he is too good and will get full marks if he performs normally.

And this kind of pain is impossible for others to understand.

A person, at an age that should not bear it, bears the excellence that should not be borne.

Alas.

The bitter wine went down his throat and his heart ached.

The meal was eaten in silence. In fact, Wang Ling and his friends had not yet figured out how to ask Juan Ma about the Palace of Mirrors.

Half an hour later, when almost everyone in the cafeteria had left, Juan's mother took the lead in breaking the deadlock: "You guys, you're not actually from this world, right?" She was testing, but she hit the nail on the head. This question stunned Wang Ling and the others on the spot. They felt that their disguise was flawless and there was no reason for them to be noticed.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions. This is just a feeling, a feeling that only the natives of this world have." Juan's mother said: "I feel that you are different from the rest of the people. Perhaps you have also discovered that the people in this world live like puppets with strings, completely following a will and acting step by step. Although they are resurrected souls from another world, in fact, they are no different from the dead."

"How do you know that group of people are souls?" Wang Ming was very surprised.

"It seems that my guess is completely correct. From the moment I was born into this world, I vaguely felt that something was wrong. The people living around me are like NPCs in the game. They say the same things and do the same things every day. They come to this world, get new life, enjoy all the resources shared by this world, and will not die or grow old. This is the most terrifying thing. You should have seen "The Truman Show", right? This feeling..."

Juan's mother pondered: "My conception of this world was just my guess. It was not until I saw you today that I really confirmed my thoughts. Sometimes I have been thinking, if there is another me in other worlds, what kind of me would it be."

"Then how did you find out at the beginning?" Guo Ping did not expect the incident to progress so quickly.

Since the conversation has been opened, he hurried to ask.

"When I was very young, there were many strange buildings in this world, and you may have seen those buildings. It is called Dream House... From a certain day, this building that recruits dead souls has sprung up everywhere, and since then, more and more black shadows have appeared in this world. The existence of Dream House will make the native residents of this world gradually forget themselves."

At this point, Juan's mother stretched out her hand: "This is the engraving of Dream House. I spent a huge price to forge it. In order to continue to survive in this world... As long as I have this, my memory will not be assimilated."

"So, this world of Jing Palace... was invaded by someone?" Guo Ping was surprised. The others were also horrified when they heard it. They did not expect that this was a decades-long elaborate layout.

"Yes." Juan's mother nodded: "But it was a dream that first reminded me of this. I seemed to dream of myself in another world. The me in another world was a little older and a little fatter."

"..." Wang Ling looked up with a curious look.

"It seems that you know me in another world." Juan's mother smiled and said: "It was a very special dream. She told me a lot of things, but the reason why we were able to establish this dream connection is largely because she was courting death..."

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"Could she?"

"Yes, I heard that she was inventing new dishes, and she tried them herself, and almost poisoned herself..."

"..."