Chapter 145 Who Will Preach the Way (Sixteen) Jinling University is my own…

Just a moment ago, the library doors were tightly shut, looking like they'd never open again. Now they're open? What caused this?

Many questions flashed through Du Yu's mind, but these could be reviewed later. The most important thing now was—

"Bang!"

With a twist of his toes, his body snapped in two at an almost impossible angle, barely dodging the fatal blow that [New Sun] had suddenly fired. Ignoring his curses, Du Yu paused only slightly before rushing back towards the library.

A strange voice came from behind, faint yet tinged with laughter:

"[New Sun]? You're here too?"

A hint of a smile seemed to appear on Bian Shaoyan's strange, inhuman face. Behind him, a huge silver object floated in mid-air—the [Equivalent Balance], which shouldn't have a physical form!

Is the one standing here Bian Shaoyan, or the lord who holds the power of fate?

Du Yu frowned slightly, but according to the information returned by the [Listener] trait, Bian Shaoyan did not have any extra aura, and she could not even sense any power beyond that of an ordinary person.

But Bian Shaoyan's condition was clearly abnormal.

The system, the Lord of the Pure Sea, the person behind her transmigration, and the mysterious "original" author—the traces of the competition between various forces are already clear along the way. Du Yu has just entered the game, but she still doesn't know the ultimate goal of each force.

Is there a collaboration between the Lord of the Pure Sea and that reader? The strange phenomenon on Bian Shaoyan's body can be explained in this way: performing an absurd and melodramatic drama in the real world is excellent ritual material for mysticism, which emphasizes symbolism and metaphor.

The problem now is that Du Yu knows where the anomaly is, but he doesn't know what the person who caused it is trying to do, so he has no way to stop it and is often in a passive position.

[New Sun] clearly knew more than Du Yu, and had dealt with [Lord of the Pure Sea] more often than her; therefore, his approach was much simpler and more direct—

"Boom!"

A ball of light, ten times hotter than when it was chasing Du Yu, crashed down on Bian Shaoyan. For a moment, Du Yu even heard a shrill whistling sound as space tore apart. But, a second before the bright white light almost painted the world pure white, a small black shadow suddenly appeared on the right side of the projection of the virtual balance behind "Bian Shaoyan".

Du Yu widened his eyes as much as possible before he could barely make out the outline of the thing. It seemed to be a fountain pen.

The dark shadow swayed on the right side of the scale. Though it was so small as to be almost invisible, it instantly pressed down on the scale like a mountain, its speed so great that it even exuded a sense of awe, like an unpleasant truth of this world.

Despite the fact that there was absolutely no divine aura emanating from Bian Shaoyan, the attack from [New Sun], which was capable of leveling skyscrapers, had no effect on him whatsoever. Even the rubble beneath his feet remained perfectly intact.

It seems that the possible fate story of "Bian Shaoyan being attacked by [New Japan]" has been completely erased by the writer, and all of [New Japan]'s attacks have been marked with futile footnotes before they were even launched.

Seemingly realizing this, the relentless attacks by [New Sun] during their pursuit of Du Yu abruptly stopped, like a play abruptly ending at its climax. Because the pause was so sudden, no one believed that this was the end, lingering in the audience for a long time, waiting for a heart-stopping conclusion.

What Du Yu could sense, the Lord of the Pure Sea, who had dealt with the New Sun countless times, would surely know.

The illusory image of the pen on the scale disappeared, and Bian Shaoyan's expression remained unchanged. However, according to the information "heard" by the [Listener], the silver eyeballs that were constantly rolling in his eye sockets seemed to have slowed down their rotation.

He tilted his head to listen, as if listening to something, then shook his head with feigned regret. For a moment, his expression was so affected that Du Yu thought Bian Shaoyan's consciousness had returned: "We're old friends, why bother? You signed the three-month contract back then."

[New Sun] Remained silent as always, but the increasingly oppressive atmosphere proved that this notoriously volatile evil god was not going to give up easily. "Bian Shaoyan" waited quietly for a moment, then suddenly tilted his head, a hint of mockery in his eyes:

"I'm talking to an old friend, where would you, Little Note, have a chance to interrupt?"

Bian Shaoyan didn't make any move, but Du Yu clearly heard a shrill scream. The aura of [Mi Mi Yin], who had been watching this place, suddenly disappeared.

Du Yu could guess what had happened without even thinking. Even though he knew that [Mi Mi Yin] had been injured in the previous battle of the gods, he couldn't help but be speechless for a moment.

Her incarnation has at least managed to stay alive until now, while [MiMiYin] has already regrettably left the stage. What exactly is He here for? Just to make a brief appearance?

Bian Shaoyan seemed a bit annoyed, his smile fading slightly. He suddenly spoke up: "We've been 'old friends' for so many years, let's be clear. The snacks are delicious, but I'm here to eat meat. I don't intend to compete with you for it. It's not time for 'ascension' yet, so there's no need to fight me for it now?"

During the brief pauses in the conversation between the two, or rather, the two deities, Du Yu seemed to be focusing all his energy on stealing information, but in reality, he was constantly observing the open library.

The reason is simple: with the methods of this new god, she can come up with two or three ways to plot, so why does "Bian Shaoyan" insist on standing still and shouting at [New Sun] from afar?

Because Bian Shaoyan's conversation wasn't just with [Xinri], but also with himself!

He was deliberately using the potential cooperation with [New Sun] to threaten himself. Regardless of whether the agreement was successful or not, Du Yu would never join forces with [New Sun] again. He should first get rid of Bian Shaoyan, who was acting strangely.

It was an open and obvious scheme, yet surprisingly effective.

When it comes to weighing the pros and cons, even gods aren't much better than mortals.

The air grew increasingly still. It seemed that [New Sun] had not reached an agreement with "Bian Shaoyan," but in the next instant, the familiar sphere of light reappeared before their eyes!

[New Sun], who had just been furious about Bian Shaoyan's appearance, completely ignored the other party's existence and focused solely on dealing with himself.

When faced with self-interest, love and hate can be cast aside, right?

Du Yu cursed inwardly, swiftly dodging the sudden attack from [New Sun], and dashed towards the library!

"Are you still unwilling to give up your indifferent insistence?"

In the instant that [New Sun] launched its repeated attack, "Bian Shaoyan" also moved. Du Yu's vision blurred, and he saw Bian Shaoyan transform into a blur at a speed that defied all reason. Almost instantly, he appeared in front of the library's wide-open door. For some unknown purpose, he glanced at Du Yu before pushing the door open.

Du Yu now clearly understood Bian Shaoyan's current situation. It was obvious that bearing the power of a god in a human body came at a terrible price.

At this moment, Bian Shaoyan was shrouded in a light gray mist. The gray crystals that made up his body below the neck began to "evaporate" under the overload of energy. In the white smoke, the bright green solution lost its carrier and splashed down drop by drop.

Even if the head of an adult human male were still there, no one who saw "Bian Shaoyan" at this moment would think he was a human.

Du Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he finally understood how the Lord of the Pure Sea made the human body bear such intense energy.

It's those gray crystals! Those mysterious crystals from the depths of the gray fog are naturally higher than the physical limits of a human being.

Even if the assassination was entirely an accident, the Lord of the Pure Sea still planned everything afterward from the moment the incident occurred, and successfully used this backup plan today?

A chill ran through me, not only because of the enemy's insidious schemes, but also because of the expression on Bian Shaoyan's face when he uttered those words, or rather, the head of Bian Shaoyan in the gray mist.

'Are you still unwilling to give up your indifferent insistence?'

It was clearly a question, but Bian Shaoyan spoke it as calmly as an AI, as if stating a fact without any emotion. Yet, Du Yu inexplicably sensed a threat and regret in it.

It's as if Du Yu's insistence on "it doesn't matter" leads the other party to resort to any means to deal with her—or, in a more official tone, declare war on her.

But the problem is—

Watching the cloud of mist bearing Bian Shaoyan's head disappear at the entrance, Du Yu almost wanted to scream. She had no idea what that so-called choice was!

Before you riddle-makers start spouting your profound pronouncements, can't you at least think about bringing back her lost memories?

As if seizing the moment of her distraction, the attack from [New Sun] came one after another. The five orbs of light that appeared at the same time almost blocked all of Du Yu's room for maneuver. It seemed that Du Yu only had one option left: to tough it out.

Du Yu shouted in a fit of rage, not flinching at all. He pulled something out of the air with a flick of his wrist, flames rising, leaving behind a resounding statement:

"Priority lane! I need to return books I borrowed from another library!"

It is common knowledge that among college students, cutting in line at the library is a more heinous crime than cutting in line at the cafeteria, and once it happens, it will be condemned on forums for dozens of posts.

At Jinling University, borrowing books from other libraries is one of the few ways to legally skip the queue.

This is because of Jinling University's fragmented and cumbersome procedures, which only process cross-library borrowing issues within a fixed one-hour period on Friday afternoons. Overdue borrowing not only means waiting until the following week, but also because the books that can be borrowed from other libraries are all valuable complete volumes, and a deposit of ten yuan is deducted every day after the overdue period.

Therefore, in the library of Jinling University, as long as someone announces that they are going to exceed the time limit for cross-library borrowing, people will not only not get angry, but will also cast sympathetic glances at the unfortunate person who is running frantically—this running speed is much more careful than the 800-meter dash.

Du Yu's observation just now was certainly not a waste of time. Through her new trait of "Listener," she could sense that the entire library was operating under strange rules.

Du Yu is unable to decipher all the rules for the time being, but her understanding of the Jinling University Library is enough for her to obtain some rules that are advantageous to her.

Sure enough, just as the ball of light was about to fall and Du Yu shouted "Cross-library borrowing," the library door, which had seemed so far away, suddenly closed in, as if she had been there all along.

Du Yu didn't turn around. The several orbs of light behind him, having lost their target, bombarded each other in confusion, creating a shockwave no less powerful than a grenade explosion. After passing through the area near the library entrance, they dissipated like a wisp of smoke.

Du Yu's lips curled up slightly. Information asymmetry is not the exclusive domain of certain gods; Jinling University is his home turf.

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