"According to the standards set by the SCP Foundation, we divide the weirdness into many levels, and the most commonly used ones are three levels, namely safe (safe), euclid (undeterminable), and the highest keter." The professor standing in the chapel pushed his glasses and looked at the students at the lecture and said: "Does anyone know the meaning of these three levels? You can speak directly without raising your hand."

As expected, the professor scanned the field and no one paid attention to his problem.

The professor sighed secretly, but he didn't mind very much. Just when he was about to give the answer to the question directly, a voice suddenly came.

"It probably refers to the weird level of danger?"

The professor looked at the sound and stood up in the crowd with a handsome boy.

The professor was stunned when he saw the boy. It was not because of anything else, because he hadn't seen such a look in the eyes of any student for too long.

The look of the desire to know what, really want to know about this course.

"As ordinary people, this can be understood in this way, but for you, this is absolutely unprofessional and not correct." The professor explained patiently.

"About these three levels of writing are not actually the level of weirdness's own ability, but the level of the difficulty of holding set by the foundation."

"We usually think that the higher the level of weirdness, the more dangerous the ability, but in fact it is not like this, at least not all. The best example is the known project number scp343. Research proves that his ability can be said to be second to none among all known weirdness. There are even rumors that his ability has reached the level of easily destroying the foundation, but his level of writing is only safe. The reason is that he is close to humans and cooperates with the foundation's containment control measures, so it is very simple and easy to contain him, so his level of writing is safe."

"And the counterexample I know is scp1048. I remember that it was just a teddy bear doll. He had almost no harm to humans or ability, but he had one ability, which was to teleport between dolls all over the world, which made it almost impossible to contain him, so his level was keter."

"In other words, even if it is a weird keter level, it may not necessarily have a very powerful and dangerous power, right?" Zhou Wangjing asked with a wide eyes wide open and full of curiosity.

"Well, there are other measurement standards for their ability division, which I will talk about in the next lecture." The professor said patiently, thinking about it and adding: "But what I am talking about is only an isolated case. In most cases, the difficulty of containment is caused by the level of the weirdness itself. Therefore, no matter what the situation is, if you encounter a weirdness of euclid or keter level, don't try to confront him head-on. This is a very stupid and dangerous behavior."

"So can ordinary people escape if they encounter strange things? Is there no more reliable self-rescue measures?"

"Because of the difference between each weird, it is almost impossible to find a fixed self-rescue or rescue plan. However, if you have to say it, most weird people hate a steel material called lead-lined steel. This is a special steel material. Although the cost is not low, it is not rare. Most of the paintings and statues in the corridors of our college are made of this steel."

Zhou Wangjing was taking notes seriously, and a less harmonious whisper came from his side.

"Hey, there are really such people. They are all college, and they still have to get close to the teacher like this? It's so low." The boy sitting in the back seat laughed with the classmates next to him.

The joke about Zhou Wangjing is that his classmate and classmate Li Liang, who is also a dormitory. It seems that this guy has a family background. It is said that several experimental buildings in the Abnormal College were built by their homes. The purpose of coming here is to get a diploma from Dongli University and then find a relationship to be a university teacher in the future.

Most of the people around him are classmates, and of course, the idea is similar.

"Hey, you guys." Shi Liang immediately wanted to turn around and stand up for Zhou Wangjing, but was stopped by the other party.

"Don't worry about them, take notes first." Zhou Wangjing said, and Shi Liang ignored them angrily.

Zhou Wangjing finished his last notes, then turned around and looked at the classmates who were still playing with their phones on their own, and said seriously.

"You don't listen to anything when you come here. What if you really encounter a sudden accident in the future?"

"An accident? Please, what accident? Will you encounter a weird thing? Stop being funny, how is it possible..." Li Liang almost laughed out loud when he heard this, and so were the students on the side.

But their laughter was interrupted by Zhou Wangjing.

"How do you know that it's impossible?" Zhou Wangjing looked at him seriously, his eyes as dark as the abyss.

Li Liang, who was stared at by Zhou Wangjing like this, felt a little nervous for some reason and even a little breathless.

"Impossible is impossible. This is the capital of the Holy City or the University of Saint Dongli. How could such a place be weird?" He shook his head and said, feeling that Zhou Wangjing in front of him was simply unreasonable.

And the next moment, when he met the roommate's eyes, he was stunned.

"What if I really meet one day, maybe, just a few days later, maybe, tomorrow." Zhou Wangjing looked straight at him, his eyes dark and unconscious. From his perspective, he was even a bit rigid and terrifying.

Li Liang swallowed and spitted, feeling his body's unusual tightness and dry mouth. It seemed that something extremely bad was about to happen in his consciousness, but he didn't know what it would be.

Zhou Wangjing continued his tone with a faint tone and deliberately lowered his tone: "Maybe it's the next second, maybe it's happening behind you."

After hearing Zhou Wangjing say this, Li Liang's expression suddenly shook, and he felt something heavy from the empty corridor and patted him on the shoulder.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The chapel was filled with shrill and fear, and everyone's eyes were gathered on Li Liang, and behind him, there was a class teacher with an angry face and red face.

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After Li Liang was taken away, Zhou Wangjing turned around with a satisfied and funny look on his face and continued to listen.

"Who has you, A Wang, I'm so frightened to the child." Shi Liang smiled so hard that he couldn't stop talking.

"As students, we must always remember that the sudden teacher is the most terrible abnormal accident." Zhou Wangjing smiled proudly.

"But you were so scary that you were just now, which scared me."

"Shocked? Why?"

"I don't know, I just feel... I feel like something really is going to happen. Speaking of which, I have been feeling quite accurate since I was a child. I hope this time is just my illusion."

What will happen? Zhou Wangjing was stunned.

And just then, his phone rang.

Zhou Wangjing took out his cell phone, lowered his head to the back of the seat, and whispered.

"Moses, this is Zhou Wangjing."
Chapter completed!