Gathering of the Chosen
Liu Ke, wearing black clothes and glasses on her nose, knocked on the table and said decisively: "I don't know when Honda-kun dared to be so presumptuous here. Is it because he gave you face that you can do whatever you want?"
"Please always pay attention to your identity. Oh, and I heard the younger generation. Honestly, Honda, don't you think this is too funny?"
"If we insist on comparing him like that, we're not as good as him. He's the only chosen one to explore those myths and legends left over from the ancient times. Show some respect. Oh, isn't this Eric? Eric, long time no see. Is this the quality one should have after clearing more than a dozen dungeons?"
Liu Ke belittled almost everyone. Honda was so angry that his face turned red, but he really couldn't refute anything. The other long-haired man who was swept by Liu Ke almost immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
Liu Ke then let them go. Eric was not angry even after being scolded. He stretched out his hand with an almost cheerful mood. In his hand were two invitations. He smiled cutely and said, "Don't be so angry, Liu. I was wondering why I couldn't find you these days. I thought you died in the dungeon. It's true. You came out alive and reported to your old friends that you were safe. Here are your invitations. Take them."
The invitation in Eric's hand fell into Liu Ke's hands. His attitude was clearly polite, but it made people feel uncomfortable.
Before Liu Ke could say anything, Eric walked over to Jiang Kexin, who was sitting alone and taking notes, ignoring them again. Eric took Jiang Kexin's book away, lowered his head towards Jiang Kexin, and spoke before Jiang Kexin's eyes, who was about to get angry: "Okay, don't be angry yet." Eric wanted to laugh when he thought of the scene where he was so angry that he shouted at them to get out.
He didn't expect that this chosen one was so interesting. He was not rebellious at all. Instead, he was particularly just and responsible. This kind of person was just like those superheroes.
"Here's your invitation. Stop reading your book. You're the Chosen One now. What kind of existence is that? You belong to the very top. Anyway, you should come and get to know the 110 Chosen Ones ahead of you. Even if you don't know them, you should at least experience the difference."
"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. I'll be back soon." Eric nodded to Liu Ke and left with the two of them. On the way out, Yamamoto kept his head down and didn't dare to speak. The door opened and everything returned to calm again.
The library was unusually quiet. Jiang Kexin closed the materials in her hand. Those materials were all research and survey materials from Miskatonic University. Jiang Kexin had a better understanding of those great creatures.
When the earth was just born, there were some more ancient creatures in ancient times and even earlier in the ancient times, including gods and their followers.
In short, the earth itself does not belong to humans. But if it does not belong to humans, why does the earth's dimensional upgrading competition require humans to participate instead of allowing those empty fish and the like to exist?
As for the group of people who just left, they were not in Jiang Kexin's mind, but those ancient existences continued to impact Jiang Kexin's thinking and cognition. However, these secrets not only did not make Jiang Kexin feel afraid, but made Jiang Kexin even more excited. He couldn't wait to participate in the next copy. Thinking of this, Jiang Kexin became excited again.
The secrets of ancient times and the history of the earth itself are all brilliant flowers. It turns out that the dimensional competition is meaningful. Jiang Kexin continued to organize the books. He wanted to discuss each other's views with the research group of the University of Michigan. To be honest, there are talents here and he likes it here very much.
As he was doing this, Liu Ke stopped Jiang Kexin and said, "Why are you ignoring the invitation and the gathering? Listen, Jiang, I'm not asking you to do anything, but I'm your elder. You need to tell me about your mental state and any emotional issues you're having that you can't deal with. I'm supposed to help you resolve those issues. You can tell me anything."
Liu Ke has been solving cases for the past four years and has acquired rich knowledge of psychology and excellent investigative skills. Therefore, Liu Ke immediately realized that Jiang Kexin was avoiding some kind of problem, some kind of psychological problem related to the masses.
Jiang Kexin frowned but smiled when she turned around: "No, Miss Liu Ke, I'm fine, very good."
Liu Ke just stared at him without saying anything good or bad, just stared at him.
Jiang Kexin was silent for a moment. "I will go to the meeting. It's nothing, Miss Liu Ke. It's nothing."
Jiang Kexin just thought of the shadow of his childhood. Ever since he left his adoptive father, he began to isolate himself and keep to himself. He thought that becoming the Chosen One would also allow him to be alone, but now it seems that is not the case.
But these are minor issues he can overcome.
"Originally, I didn't really want to go to this rally, but now it seems I have to go anyway. Relax and have a good time. Maybe you'll like it there."
Jiang Kexin looked at the church in front of him and thought that he didn't like it. The white church stood in the middle, with the round door wide open. Many bodyguards in black clothes were standing in front of the church, strictly controlling the entrance.
From time to time, white doves flew past from the sky. Jiang Kexin squinted her eyes and looked. People of all skin colors were walking forward in black robes. They walked hurriedly, holding white carnations in their hands. Some of them looked terrified, while others were uneasy and impatient.
Jiang Kexin has been concentrating on her studies recently and hasn't watched the news at all, so she doesn't know what happened.
Until the church bells rang again and again, a voice that seemed to come from hell spoke.
"It's hard to accept. Even with all the preparations we've made over the past four years, we couldn't avoid this. It was bound to happen sooner or later. Let's mourn for it and remember this day."
"The Chosen One from Russia died in the dungeon. His passing also reveals to us what happens when a country's Chosen One dies. Fortunately, Russia won't be eliminated, but the number three on the Russian Dimension Ascension App has turned into one. This may be a reminder... Besides that, another thing that many people are concerned about is the appearance of Country Z's second Chosen One..."
Jiang Kexin couldn't hear what was being said behind the scenes. He looked away and suddenly understood why the meeting had become like this.
He was in a trance, and this unexpected appearance actually diluted his shadow. Liu Ke came late, and the bodyguard behind her hurriedly brought the package to Liu Ke. The bodyguard wiped the cold sweat from his forehead until Liu Ke stopped.
Liu Ke first looked around at Jiang Kexin and found that Jiang Kexin was in a trance. When he followed Jiang Kexin's gaze, he discovered Jiang Kexin's problem.
The TV news there was broadcasting the death of Russia's Chosen One.
Because his death was great and glorious, the reports were filled with praise for him.
"When we become the Chosen Ones, our lives no longer belong to ourselves. They belong to the country, the people, and the world. This is normal. At least that kid told us before he died that one person's death wouldn't cause any harm to the country, right? This way, it will be easier for us to pass the level later, without so much pressure."
Liu Ke tried to comfort her, but she felt sad even after hearing what she said. Finally, Liu Ke looked at the dark crowd and whispered.
"I know the Russian Chosen One. Do you want to go see him off? But if you're not feeling well, don't try to be so stubborn."
Jiang Kexin shook his head and took a step forward...
Following the many Chosen Ones into the original gathering place, the Chosen Ones who were not in the dungeon were standing in groups of three or four. They had serious expressions, lowered their heads, and clenched their hands.
There was no longer a sense of holiness here, only a sad, inexplicable, silent gloom. In the front, in front of the podium, lay a coffin.
The coffin was made of golden nanmu wood, it was grand and covered with a layer of gold velvet. Since the Chosen One died in the copy, he didn't even have a body left, only a layer of folded clothes to prove that he had been to this world. The Shepherd God was holding a book and a cross in the front, and next to him were some important figures and the Chosen One's family members.
The priest spoke, bending down and making a cross on his clothes.
"In this quiet and solemn moment, we gather here not only to mourn a great soul, but also to celebrate the mark he left on this world. The Chosen One may have left us, but his spirit and courage will forever inspire us. He fought bravely throughout his life's battles, leaving no regrets even in the end."
Everyone looked at him seriously. Jiang Kexinhai saw Eric, and Eric lowered his head.
"We are not here to mourn, but to honor a legend of a life. As soft as the golden velvet in this golden nanmu coffin, his kindness and love touched everyone's heart. His presence was so powerful that even in his absence, we can feel his strength and presence.
Let us pay our respects in silence, while our hearts go out to his family and friends. May the soul of the chosen one rest in peace, and may we all draw strength from his life to move forward. Amen.”
After the word "Amen" was said, everyone said Amen together. The pigeons took off again and flew outside the huge round window. Jiang Kexin looked up and saw them clearly. Looking at the pigeons, Jiang Kexin suddenly thought of something.
For some reason, death always seemed to be with him, and he thought of Ellisted and Tana again.
What exactly are they like? Ellisted and Tana are definitely not their real names.
Will their families and people who know them also pray for them in this way?
Finally, Jiang Kexin lowered her head and said "Amen"
After this incident, everyone became more focused on the dungeon.
Although life no longer belongs to you the moment you become the chosen one, you must not end up like Russia so quickly.
The Ascending Race is also evolving. After the funeral, everyone has become more friendly. No one knows whether they will be alive at the next gathering...
Jiang Kexin received news about the next promotion competition.
It was sent by the staff in charge of him.
[Tomorrow, a new ascending competition will begin. Mr. Jiang wishes you good luck in martial arts.]
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I accidentally posted the draft I saved for tomorrow and it made me cry. I will update it at 9 o'clock tomorrow night.
Good evening, everyone.
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