In order to save his companions, Genava finally entered the female bathroom.
After confirming that Jiang Baimian was the only one inside, he chose to wait near the sink.
Before long, Jiang Baimian walked over. She turned on the tap, bent down, and washed her hands.
A previous scene instantly appeared in Genava’s main chip: Shang Jianyao eagerly said, “When you find an opportunity, give Big White a Golden Millet Dream punch. Pay attention to your strength. Her physique is so strong that it’s impossible to knock her out if it’s too light, but having it too heavy won’t work either. Aren’t you usually gathering information on our conditions and building a model? Figure out the most suitable strength and choose the best spot. I trust you!”
For Genava, such a calculation only needed some fraction of a second. He suddenly swung his bowl-sized iron fist.
Bang!
Jiang Baimian fainted.
After checking her physical condition and finding that not much damage was dealt to her, Genava carried his companion, left the female bathroom, and crawled along the corridor.
He had to avoid the gazes that occasionally cast out from the classroom windows.
Genava was like a lizard as he quickly carried Jiang Baimian to the side of the current teaching building. Below him was a corner that few people usually passed.
He easily jumped to the ground and prepared to sneak out like how he had brought Shang Jianyao out. He stuck close to the outer walls of the teaching building and the office building.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from a window in front of him—it was a male student in a blue and white school uniform.
The male student immediately stared at Genava.
No, he couldn’t see Genava. He could only see Jiang Baimian—who was standing awkwardly.
Oh no! I’ve been discovered! Genava predicted what accidents would happen and how to respond by calculating an unknown amount of data every second. He had no confidence in facing this strange Buddhist Holy Land.
At this moment, Genava extracted the scene reflected in the male student’s eyes and realized that he only saw Jiang Baimian with her head lowered and a strange ‘standing posture.’
In a flash, Genava had a plan. He gripped Jiang Baimian’s wrist and strode forward, allowing his companion’s ‘fist’ to swing under the target’s ear.
This looked like Jiang Baimian had suddenly lunged forward and struck the other party.
Bang!
The boy fainted.
Genava warily observed his surroundings and realized that nothing had changed.
After resolving this accident, he repeated his previous route and sneaked to the automatic extendable gate with Jiang Baimian. He then used a diversion strategy to jump out and disappear from the school entrance in a few jumps.
Genava quickly met up with Shang Jianyao, woke Jiang Baimian up, and helped her regain her self-awareness.
Jiang Baimian rubbed her head, turned around, and looked at Tai City’s No. 1 Senior High School. “This is stranger and more dangerous than the three Buddhist Holy Lands we previously encountered…”
She had already roughly learned of their encounter from Shang Jianyao and Genava.
Without waiting for her two companions’ response, she thoughtfully continued, “I recalled a saying.”
“It’s never too late for revenge?” Shang Jianyao tried to answer.
Jiang Baimian rolled her eyes at him, and her expression gradually turned solemn. “Master Zhuang’s dream of being a butterfly.”
Genava immediately analyzed the situation. “You mean that this Buddhist Holy Land is essentially Master Zhuang’s dream?”
Jiang Baimian nodded.. “I suspect that we broke into Master Zhuang’s dream as if we opened the door that represents Master Zhuang in the Mind Corridor.”