Yeah, someone like me shouldn't be so arrogant... What makes me confident I can stay, and what makes me think I can be that world-saving hero? I'm just not cut out for it...
Xiao Rou's already fragile heart was suddenly shattered. The confidence she had built up over the past few days vanished. Her nose stung, and she squatted down, cowering and sobbing. Tears streamed from her reddened eyes, down her cheeks, and onto the grass along her pale jawline.
From a distance, Wan Xingyan stared at Zhao Xuerou, who was squatting down and trembling all over.
Indeed, it was too much to ask. Forcing a student whose grades should have led to expulsion to stay on, and demanding she complete the assessment in her current state, would undoubtedly cause her immense harm. How could an ordinary person remain calm in the face of an ancient spirit tens of meters tall? Trembling would be the more appropriate reaction. Not only would she feel fear, but even I couldn't stare into the spirit's pupils for long.
With a sigh, Wan Xingyan, as the counselor, turned his gaze to the other side to look at the other students.
Overall, Group Two's performance was not as good as Group One's. At least they didn't show that obvious ability to overcome fear. It has to be said that the data recorded over the past few days has reflected a lot of things. Those who had excellent grades all performed well when facing Gu Ling, and Ke Bing was one of them.
The moment she removed her blindfold, she clearly saw the Ancient Spirit, a somewhat blindingly terrifying creature that truly delivered an indescribable shock. Such a grotesque fantasy could never have existed in imagination, even in a dream, because bizarre dreams, when traced back to their origins, were ultimately connected to reality. Ke Bing finally understood why humans were so tense, why they went to such lengths, and why their training process was unimaginably arduous. She couldn't understand it before, but now she understood it all.
To fight such monsters, you need to select one in a million heroes; otherwise, sending them to the battlefield will only make them cannon fodder. If the pilot of the War Maiden dies, then the next to die will be the millions of people behind the War Maiden.
Human civilization cannot afford such a price.
Ke Bing's reaction was actually quite good, not at all like Xiao Rou's exaggerated emotional fluctuations. This was largely due to her personal experiences. People who have been hurt are inherently more vigilant and psychologically resilient than the average person. It can be said that very few people can penetrate Xiao Bing's inner world. She also admonishes herself to maintain rational thinking at all times and cherish the hard-won happy life.
How much worse could life get? She used to sit by the window in that castle-like villa, watching the cars occasionally speed by outside. Sometimes Ke Bing would think she'd rather be a homeless orphan, not adopted, and once she had some survival skills, even doing the hardest jobs on the street—whether as a waitress or washing dishes in a kitchen—would be happier than struggling under someone else's control. Now that she's finally been rescued, she feels vibrant and reborn every morning when she wakes up.
It's likely that no one else will ever enter her inner world again in this lifetime.
Ke Bing rents a room for 1,000 yuan a month. She earns more than 3,000 yuan a month from part-time jobs, sometimes more than 4,000 yuan, which is barely enough to cover her tuition, daily expenses and rent. The room is a two-bedroom apartment, and the other room is her study. Ke Bing often sits at her desk, with the desk lamp on, writing letters to someone late at night.
She wrote the letters, but never mailed them. After writing them, she sealed them and put them in a drawer; there were already dozens of them.
The letter was full of things I wanted to confide in someone, rambling on about my daily life and my thoughts.
Often, when a person has reached a state of life that they consider satisfactory, they are reluctant to accept new things and do not want another person to interfere with their stagnant life, which lacks passion but is also bland and fulfilling.
She mustered up her courage to come to the Federation this time, from the moment she made the decision and boarded the bus to the Federation.
She had nothing left to fear.
No matter how ferocious these spirits are, they are nothing more than monsters from hell, and no matter how ugly they are, they are nothing more than the dark side of humanity.
Ke Bing had seen the ugliest state of people. She held up an umbrella between heaven and earth, letting the howling wind and torrential rain not break it.
She took one step forward, then another. With each step, she grew calmer and more composed, utterly unconcerned, meeting the monster's gaze directly at its body. Fear and oppression vanished instantly!
Upon reaching the weapons crate, he reached out, grasped a black Glock pistol, loaded the bright yellow pellet bullets into the magazine, and raised his hand towards the sky, smoothly aiming at the enormous phantom!
A gunshot rang out!
You Lixuan's voice was amplified and transmitted to every corner of the Federation.
"Ke Bing from Group Two of China, first place, has passed the assessment!"
It took three minutes...that's a near-monster-level time!
Zhao Xuerou, still trembling as she crouched on the grass, seemed to catch a faint sound amidst the pervasive, all-encompassing sound of war drums. She abruptly raised her head! Tears blurred her vision, but through the haze, she saw Xiao Bing's back. The other person stood calmly in the breeze under the vast sky, her hair fluttering in the wind.
Ke Bing seemed to sense something and turned around. He saw the pitiful Xiao Rou, who looked like a wounded little animal, a squirrel whose nuts had been stolen, or a dog that couldn't find its way home.
Standing there, bewildered and lost...
Xiao Bing's lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she knew she had no right to interfere with other students' exams, so she could only give up, shake her head helplessly, and walk to the side. She was now a spectator; success or failure depended entirely on Xiao Rou herself. Although their personalities clashed, they had developed some feelings for each other along the way, and if possible, she hoped that Xiao Rou could also pass the exams and continue on this path together.
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