Chapter 82 A Kiss in the Gale
The conversation grew louder.
"Children of lowly bloodlines find it very difficult to break through..."
"Yes, our sector has too few resources. Let's save them for the few with real talent."
Those words weren't meant for her.
She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a thin boy standing straight on the training field, his head bowed tightly.
Short black hair, black eyes.
Is it... Situ Linchen?
The speakers were several instructors standing under the shade of trees in the distance.
Ning Shuyin turned her head. The adult marshal was standing beside her, also watching.
The arena under the scorching sun.
Several boys his age, dressed in the same training uniform and noticeably more muscular, surrounded him.
They laughed and shoved his thin shoulders.
"You can't even defeat a virtual beast? You're not worthy of being called a warrior? Go home and do your embroidery."
"A piece of trash is a piece of trash. His bloodline is what it is, there's no way he can break through. Don't waste the instructor's time."
"There are no energy bars for you today! It would be a waste to give them to you anyway."
In short, it directly deprived him of the resources to survive.
Little Situ was just a child, but his eyes were already chillingly cold.
Her fists were clenched tightly, and her lips were bitten until they turned white. It was as if only in this way could she hold back her tears.
"Aren't you leaving yet? You don't know what's good for you!"
A heavy wooden sword struck his back with a dull thud.
He staggered slightly but didn't utter a sound. He simply raised his sword again and sparred with a tall boy.
The tall boy looked down on him and kicked him in the knee.
A soft cracking sound came from the joint.
His thin figure swayed slightly, his legs trembling, yet he stubbornly persevered.
Once you fall, it means you have to leave and can no longer learn from your teacher.
Ning Shuyin held her breath.
It turns out that beneath Situ Linchen's seemingly invulnerable exterior lay such humiliation and struggle.
The next instant, the heavens and earth suddenly trembled.
The sounds of the Void Mechanical Beasts surged from all directions, and flames engulfed the sky.
The chaotic crowd screamed, cried, and fled.
"Hurry up, take the children with you!"
"It's too late. The flight capsule can only carry three children. Leave him here."
His older siblings were picked up by their parents and ran towards the evacuation spaceship. But his small figure was suddenly pushed away.
Xiao Situ fell to the ground.
Chaotic footsteps approached, and the fleeing crowd surged past him like a burst dam.
A boot stomped mercilessly on his arm, causing him to groan in pain.
Immediately afterwards, another kick landed on his side. It was a tall man in combat gear. The force was so great that the boy rolled half a circle like a rag doll.
He wanted to reach out and grab something, even just a piece of clothing.
But no feet stopped for him.
No hands reached out to him.
One spaceship after another took off.
The planet is now nothing but ruins.
The night was dark and cold.
Little Situ huddled among the broken walls and ruins, his arms empty.
From the shadows, several pairs of greedy, eerie green eyes gleamed.
It is a low-level void mechanical beast.
They were drawn by the smell of fresh food in the ruins.
In the boy's dark eyes was a fierce determination born of being driven to the brink.
The first predator pounced.
He ducked to avoid the sharp claws and used all his strength to stab a metal tube into the beast's belly.
Warm mechanical fluid splashed all over his face, burning his skin.
One mechanical beast fell, and a second and a third followed in quick succession.
He kept rolling, dodging, and fighting back among the ruins.
The battle raged on for an unknown period of time until the last mechanical beast fell.
The small figure was covered in blood.
The tattered clothes were torn into strips, and the skin was covered with crisscrossing claw marks and bite wounds, the deepest of which revealed the white bone.
But he didn't cry.
With a cold expression, he dragged his badly injured leg and limped to a corner of the ruins.
Slowly squatting down, the boy dug out half a piece of dry food hidden in a pile of dirt. Without even brushing off the sand and gravel, he hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth.
Little Situ was wolfing down his food.
Ning Shuyin's eyes welled up with tears as she watched.
She seemed to understand that all his coldness and controlling nature stemmed from this.
He wasn't born strong; rather, he grew sharp thorns out of despair.
Suddenly, the air vibrated.
Ning Shuyin's pupils suddenly contracted.
The adult Situ Linchen beside her looked pained, his body stiff, and chaotic energy fluctuations emanated from his body.
It is a psychological attack.
This illusion is attacking Situ Linchen with all its might.
Perhaps it was because of his painful childhood, perhaps it was because his mind had been severely injured, or perhaps it was because he had accumulated too much blood and sin through five hundred years of fighting and killing.
His eyes grew increasingly uneasy.
His body crackled with red electric arcs, and it was clear that his superpowers were about to spiral out of control.
Just then, Ning Shuyin suddenly remembered the prop in her warehouse—the "Stabilizing Pearl".
The prop's instructions state that simply placing the bead on the center of the forehead will cause it to automatically integrate and stabilize the mind.
Ning Shuyin quickly took out the prop.
It was a golden bead the size of a fingernail.
She held the prop between her fingertips, about to tiptoe to reach him, but suddenly stopped.
No, we can't risk letting him see the props. This isn't something that should exist in this world.
It was impossible to explain afterward.
The energy storm is now within reach.
There's nothing we can do.
Ning Shuyin held her breath and put the calming bead into her mouth.
The next instant, braving the violent energy flow that almost tore her skin apart, she stood on tiptoe, gripped Situ Linchen's shoulders tightly with both hands, and pulled him down.
Her lips pressed against his cold forehead.
The instant the touch occurred—
Situ Linchen's confused pupils widened in shock.
He was on the verge of a mental breakdown, and his perception of the outside world was distorted.
"Get away!" he growled in his throat.
The out-of-control energy around him surged even more violently, trying to forcefully pull away those who approached.
Ning Shuyin groaned from the impact, her knuckles trembling as she gripped his shoulder.
But she did not back down.
With almost all her might, she hugged his shoulders, maintaining the position of pulling him closer.
His lips remained pressed tightly against his forehead.
The next moment, Situ Linchen realized that something inside his body had changed.
The soft, warm touch on his forehead sent a surge of warmth into his heart.
It was a girl's kiss.
Her lips merely touched his, yet they possessed such a powerful force that they infused his heart with peace.
At this moment, Ning Shuyin was still holding onto Situ Linchen tightly.
She could clearly feel the calming bead between her teeth slowly merging in; only the last bit was left.
The out-of-control energy was like a fine whip, constantly lashing across her body.
He closed his eyes, endured the pain, and waited for the prop to disappear from his forehead.
We waited patiently for the rage in his eyes to gradually subside.
The bead was completely submerged.
Suddenly, the violent illusion came to a standstill.
The energy storm was frozen and then subsided.
Ning Shuyin's heart pounded like a drum.
She knew—she had succeeded.
Her consciousness was once again drawn into the ruins.
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