The security guard asked: "Do you have your Student ID card with you?"
The female dormitory supervisor replied: "I always carry it."
The security guard nodded slightly: "Good."
After saying that, he took the old kerosene lamp from the female dormitory supervisor's hand. At the same time, he grabbed her left hand and rolled up her sleeve.
On her wrist was an identity credential, which was evidently her dormitory supervisor's proof of identity. On the certificate, her number was faintly visible: "Dormitory Supervisor-36-X0230507012."
The security guard spoke slowly, his authoritative voice carrying an indescribable kind of magic power: "I revoke your identity as 'Dormitory Supervisor-36-X0230507012'. From this moment on, you will revert to the identity you had before becoming a dormitory supervisor."
His words sounded like a decree. As he spoke, gray gas began to steam off the female dormitory supervisor's body, like a piece of iron being quenched.
