Since this printer room ignored Wen Wen, Wen Wen decided to disturb it.
He placed his hand on the door panel. The pitch-black power, like tendrils formed of viscous liquid, spread out, covering the entire door.
The things inside the door seemed to sense something. Exam papers of different subjects flew out from the door crack, wrapping around Wen Wen.
The Common Language test paper stuffed Wen Wen's mouth, the Math test paper squeezed into Wen Wen's nostrils, and the Physics test paper covered Wen Wen's eyes. Test papers from other subjects all tried to stop Wen Wen's movements and kept drilling into his body.
But that wasn't the end of it. From each exam paper, transparent brains appeared, wielding rulers, ceaselessly striking at Wen Wen.
The number of transparent brains grew, causing the corridor to struggle under their weight. The supporters guarding the entrance were invisibly pushed back, continually retreating.
