Chapter 105 Simple
"There are only a few spiritual masters, but how could they do something so tragic?"
Just as He Jing and the other two were in a dilemma over the three bowls of ginger soup, teachers and students from another school who came to the city to participate in a math competition finally arrived.
During this time, a young man walking in front was talking, his eyes fixed on the player in the hotel restaurant.
They were obviously far apart, but for some reason, when that person withdrew his gaze, he unexpectedly met He Jing's eyes.
Jian Zirui, who was standing next to him, looked at He Jingtong, who was originally staring at Jiang Tang in a daze, and suddenly shifted his gaze, as if thinking about something.
The student who was looking at He Jing was stunned for a moment, then turned away and continued what he had just said: "Since you know that you are few in number, then you should be aware of it and not put yourself in front of others, right?"
"In the final analysis, the man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing the jade."
Such words attracted the attention of several students in the paranormal department, and they all looked at him meaningfully.
But in the end, no quarrel broke out. Chi Qian, who was always in a good mood, just said quietly: "The toad wants to eat the swan's flesh because he is not a swan. Just because a swan is a swan, it can't be taken for granted that it should accept the toad's covetousness."
"It's better not to take things for granted."
"A spiritual master was harmed by ordinary people, but instead of condemning those people, you just blame the spiritual master himself for not resisting? This is quite interesting." Chi Qian leaned back and lay on the back of the chair. He looked lazy, but his eyes were filled with inexplicable sarcasm.
The student who was speaking looked visibly uglier.
Perhaps the meaning of what he said was too profound, or perhaps the lackeys around that man were accustomed to taking the initiative to step forward when their master was unhappy.
In a blink of an eye, several people around him who looked timid, thin and tiny, took the initiative to come forward and point fingers at Chi Qian.
"What do you mean? Our squad leader said this for your own good."
"Besides, since spiritualists have power, shouldn't they protect ordinary people?"
"The spiritual master who died 20 years ago, with not even his bones left, had to take so many people with him to be buried. Don't you think whether their lives were worth it?"
"Where did this dog come from? It's barking here." Bai Yuewen's eyes were almost burning with anger.
"I've seen people rushing to be someone's grandson, but this is the first time I've seen someone take the initiative to tell someone that he wants to be someone's father. What's the matter? Being a father on the Internet doesn't satisfy you, so you want to be a father to anyone in real life? Or are you different from others in that you have thicker skin?"
"No way, no way, are all the people who can participate in the math league finals like this?"
"In that case, let's not hold it next year. All the talented students are like this, haha."
A mocking range map cannon instantly made the students on both sides become eager to attack.
Ruoxi, who was checking to see if there were any students who had not drunk the ginger soup, looked at the scene in amazement.
"What's going on? What is this?"
"Do you need me to explain it?" He Jingtong secretly pushed Jiang Tang in front of Qi Xueyi and took the initiative to talk.
In the face of Baimao's shocked gaze, He Jingtong said calmly, "Sometimes, prophecies can reveal more than I thought."
Xijun was even more surprised, and therefore, did not notice He Jingtong pushing Jiang Tang to Qi Xueyi, and asked, "What's going on?"
“Hmm…”
“It’s really hard to explain.”
"Let me make it short."
After thinking about it, He Jingtong simply explained it to Lu Xijun in one breath.
"The guy standing in the front didn't win the math competition himself. He was competing for someone else."
"The tall and thin guy in the third place behind him is a good friend of the person who was replaced. The person who replaced the person will lose the competition and get angry with the people in our school because of not getting a ranking, which will lead to a second quarrel."
"Those who are currently competing with people from our school for the positions will use the words - thanks to the class monitor, the position was taken, otherwise the original participant might not even be able to enter the finals, to 'comfort' their masters..."
He Jingtong tried his best to explain the situation clearly.
For example, the person who was replaced was relatively cowardly. After the five-day league finals, the first place winner, the tall and thin man, would receive a message saying that his friend had died in a car accident and was about to be cremated.
When He Jingtong said this, Qi Xueyi could no longer feel entangled in the two bowls of ginger soup. What made him even more uncomfortable was: "Why did this happen?"
——The student who was replaced in the competition, even though he was a coward, really cared about the competition with his friends.
They had agreed to compete in this formal and grand competition to see who is the most powerful.
But unfortunately, her place was forcibly taken by someone else.
When she chose to make a big deal about the matter, told the teacher, and even reported it to the principal, everything was suppressed.
She also tried to tell her parents about it, but as a student who was admitted to that prestigious university as a special needy student, her parents told her to forget it.
There is no point in resisting. I chose to enter an aristocratic school only because the school provides a lot of subsidies to poor students. If you take the money, you have to shut up and take on more responsibilities...
The child then suddenly understood the source of her previous cowardice.
The influence of family education permeates the body and mind.
Recalling the day of the competition, which was this morning, she told her friends that it didn't matter if she didn't participate in this competition, there was still next year...
It can be considered a compromise forced by facts.
But in fact, there is no next year.
Maybe it was a belief, or maybe it was an agreement that had already been made and he didn't want it to be broken. In the end, the child chose to take out the pocket money he had saved for many years and came to this city, thinking that even if he couldn't participate in the competition, he could still come to support his friends.
The final result was death in a car accident.
Tragic and terrible.
"The child who died in the car accident did not become a ghost in the end."
He Jingtong told several people: "From her point of view, maybe it is a pity that everything ends abruptly at this moment, but when facing death, she does not have any unacceptable cognition."
That's what the child thought.
But after the tall and thin guy found out about all this, he, who had won first place in the league, couldn't accept the result.
Hatred is one of the negative emotions that is most likely to push a person to become a spirit.
When extreme emotions appear, sin is not far behind.
"...He eventually became a spirit."
The two friends who had agreed to participate in the league together to see who would win ended up dying together.
"And because he eventually became a spirit, we who came here to travel also got a job."
He Jingtong lowered his head and looked at the two bowls of smooth ginger soup placed in front of Qi Xueyi with a gloomy expression.
"This matter should have ended with us killing him who had turned into a spirit, but it was eventually exposed to the eyes of ordinary people in this city."
The North City places particular emphasis on education. Since the advent of the modern era, the economy has moved from north to south, making it difficult for people in this area to break free from the shackles of their identity and move towards the success they want.
Therefore, most of them believe that education is the fairest and the best way to change their current living environment.
However, the details of this incident have become a stubborn thorn in the hearts of the locals.
The most puzzling thing is...
"Why can the psychic kill the alien spirit without any hesitation——"
"Especially the alien spirit, it just wanted to kill the person standing in the front."
Complaining when there is a grievance and seeking revenge when there is a grudge are the most appropriate means in the public's perception.
So, on what basis could a psychic not care about anything and just kill that alien spirit?
This change in the perception of ordinary people would at most make spiritualists bear some of the accusations of being "unfriendly", "heartless" and "indifferent". However, even if the news broadcast on TV caught all the people who participated in the Peach Blossom Spring Project at that time, there were still many ordinary people who believed that spiritualization was the right path.
Those people only need to stir up public sentiment a little bit, and as spiritual masters who are rare in number, they will naturally fall into the vortex of self-affirmation.
Whatever it is - we are not cold-hearted and would choose to kill the ghosts, it's just that the ghosts are no longer human.
The aliens' desire to kill humans is not out of revenge, but they just happen to hate a certain human being.
After killing the human, the spirit will not stop.
Moreover, those who force others to become spirits will also go to the spiritualist court and receive the punishment they deserve, instead of just being able to continue living their previous lives without any responsibility.
However, there is no strong evidence to support this claim, as the water has already been disturbed.
Spiritual masters will encounter some restrictions on their actions and will also face resistance from ordinary people.
"Later, because ordinary people resisted the spiritualists, the alien spirits continued to exist for a long time and were not wiped out, causing widespread casualties among ordinary humans. The alien spirits even grew to S-level and caused widespread casualties among the spiritualists..."
"These are all things that are bound to happen in a certain future." When He Jingtong said this, there was an inexplicable emptiness in his eyes.
His line of sight did not seem to be focused on a person or an object, but rather on nothingness, without any substance.
"Butterfly effect...is that so?" Xijun's expression also turned serious.
"Tan Dong's death needs to be reversed from the beginning... From this perspective, if we want to prevent the butterfly effect from happening, we must prevent the girl from dying, or simply let the girl participate in this league directly, right?"
He Jingtong curled up as if to resist the cold. In this posture, he nodded.
"These are not difficult, and there is enough time to solve them." The train the girl is taking will arrive at the platform at noon today, and it is only a little after ten o'clock now.
Xijun ignored the silence between the two groups of students. He focused his attention on He Jingtong and asked in a serious and calm tone, "How many scenes like this do you see every day?"
These words from Xijun also made Qi Xueyi and Jian Zirui frown for a moment.
"When you looked into the eyes of the leader just now, you saw all the future you mentioned earlier."
However, Jian Zirui only received a silent response from He Jingtong.
"Besides, there are too many unclear points in the information you mentioned."
"For example, from what angles did you see what happened to the girl and the tall and thin man?"
"Also, it's not so much that you see what happened to them in the past. It's more that you learn what happened to them from some future investigation or conclusion, and then you tell us what happened to them in the past."
"This means that the future you see will not just be some directional images, but more images and information—"
Jian Zirui's expression gradually became heavy.
Her hands, which had been hanging naturally at her sides, unconsciously rested on her thighs and clenched into fists. They tightened more and more, until the knuckles turned white.
"I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, but my mind is just like, can your brain really handle that much information?"
The capacity of the human brain is limited. Although the brain will instinctively sweep some unimportant things into a corner, those things are just swept into a corner and people can't remember them, it doesn't mean they no longer exist.
"You can't do it. Just like you are now." Jian Zirui originally thought that the previous eye contact was just a coincidence.
But she didn't realize something was wrong until He Jingtong spoke slowly and slightly tiredly about what would happen in the future.
In the sight, the boy curled up his body, and his eyes became more uncertain.
His face, which was gradually turning red, was clearly seen by the three of them.
Qi Xueyi stood up on his own initiative and walked to He Jingtong's side. He raised his hand and was surprised to find that He Jingtong's forehead was surprisingly warm.
This is not the effect of floor heating. It is simply that the brain receives too much information in an instant and cannot handle it, resulting in overload and heat.
"Why are you still drinking ginger soup?" Qi Xueyi said in a swearing tone, "When you pushed the bowl to me just now, you already knew that you would have a fever."
"If Jian Zirui hadn't guessed what your curling up meant, I would probably think you were playing dead to avoid drinking ginger soup - and there's a high chance that I would actually drink two bowls of ginger soup."
"asshole!"
"Can you please stop acting like nothing happened?"
"In fact, nothing really happened." He Jingtong only regarded some of his unchangeable conditions and debuffs as sequelae of his new abilities.
After the thirteenth and fourteenth chapters of the comic were released in the three-dimensional world, forums, comic comment areas, animations, and related forwarding and dissemination, as well as the official promotion of the animation, and the hot searches that were briefly purchased for the first season of the animation, earned him a total of six million points.
Combining the previous balance, He Jingtong bought the real Chaos Prophecy ability at the 10% off area of the system mall at a price of 6.66 million.
[Chaos Prophecy: A prophetic ability in a chaotic state.
Example: This morning, you chose to step out of the door with your left foot, which resulted in you spraining your ankle when you walked down the last step, and thus being unable to catch the bus, which caused you to be late for school and miss the subject you are best at in this monthly exam, resulting in your final total score being much lower than in previous monthly exams.
And in the middle of the same month, an important provincial competition was held to select the top five students in the school's monthly exam to participate.
You didn’t get a quota, so you couldn’t participate in the competition, which resulted in you losing the school’s recommended admission quota. Losing the recommended admission quota also affected your mentality, which led to your failure in the college entrance examination and your failure to get into Sun Yat-sen University…】
This is the weirdness of Chaos's prophetic power.
As long as you can see a point, you can use the point to form lines, surfaces, and geometry...
The entire future will be clearly seen.
The price is that the human brain cannot absorb so much information in an instant, which will cause people to fall into a short-term high fever, weakness and fatigue, as well as...
low.
"It's just a little fever." He Jingtong emphasized childishly.
He hugged his knees, his pale skin from repeated blood loss was faintly blue. His tightly curled body also made him look even weaker...
Although the word weak should never be associated with He Jing.
The function of blocking pain was always on, so He Jingtong couldn't figure out why he curled up. So while he was wondering about this state, he said, "I'm really fine. Nothing happened."
He hit his head on his knees, and perhaps because of his rising body temperature, his black eyes became watery, as if he was about to cry at any moment.
"...Is this what you call good?" Qi Xue was so angry that his liver ached. He did not regard this depression as a debuff.
In Qi Xueyi's opinion, it is normal for people to feel depressed when they are sick. Anyone would take this kind of depression for granted, except He Jingtong... He would only frame his own state in the negative impact.
"...maybe?" He Jingtong did not use another statement, but asked hesitantly.
Xijun, who was standing next to him, had also started to contact the hotel manager, and after a while, the hotel's medical kit was brought in by relevant staff.
"Is the high fever caused by a cold or...?" the hotel manager asked about the situation, removed a thermometer, and carefully put it into He Jingtong's mouth.
Just ten seconds later, the number on the thermometer stopped at 39.8.
"It's just some negative impacts that will be over in an hour at most." He Jingtong looked at the manager and spoke in an extremely slow tone, just like the visual effect of an electronic device typing, with words jumping out one by one.
“No need to take medicine.”
Hotel manager: “This…”
"Don't listen to him!" Qi Xueyi didn't believe it. "If it's really just the so-called negative effects, even if I can't cure it, at least I can alleviate it, instead of having no effect like it is now."
His green power always enveloped He Jingtong, but in the eyes of ordinary people, Qi Xueyi just put his hands on He Jingtong's shoulders and stood behind him.
Mr. Xi explained: "The students' ability is to provide physical treatment to their companions."
Although the hotel manager was full of thoughts, could a fever be equated with a physics problem?
But he just said, "Take a fever-reducing pill first and take his temperature again after 15 minutes. If he's still like that, I can always dispatch a car to take him to the hospital."
"Sorry for the trouble." Xijun thanked the students on their behalf. As the hotel manager finished his words "responsibility", He Jingtong was accusing Qi Xueyi.
"...How can someone feed someone medicine with ginger soup? Are you a devil?"
Qi Xueyi coughed for a moment, his eyes wandering: "Well, we can't waste food."
Jian Zirui next to her was even more exaggerated. She was trying to stuff the bitter-looking pill into the health-preserving pill, hoping that He Jingtong would swallow the pill that could choke a person to death in one gulp.
He Jingtong stretched out his hand to Xijun: "Teacher Xi...save me."
"You should just give in." Xijun said tiredly, "It just so happens that the instructions for this medicine also say that you should try to eat something after taking it."
He Jingtong: ???
Finally, Jiang Tang wrapped the meatballs with medicine, and He Jingtong collapsed in his seat, looking dazed, as if his soul had left his body.
At the same time, Xixi went to find the team leader teacher of the ordinary school.
The teachers are all aware of the situation of this cooperation.
The reason why we chose North City as our second-year student's travel destination is because it is really cold here.
Most of the students who come to participate in the mathematics league come from all over the country.
Not many students can adapt to this kind of cold all of a sudden. In this relatively severe cold, it is easiest for their peers to complain about the weather at the same time.
Students are all around 16 or 17 years old, and it’s easy to get close to them even when they’re complaining.
Unfortunately, all these ideas were forced to be cut off when the two sides suddenly started arguing.
After the teacher from the ordinary school finally calmed down the two quarreling parties, he found that Lord Lu Xi was walking over.
To be honest, at that moment, the teacher felt that his career was over.
But fortunately...
No, unfortunately, the first thing that Mr. Xi said to him was: "One of the students you lead will die today, and the second one will die in five days."
No teacher would think that Xijun was joking.
When it comes to popular science, some professions with symbolic meanings require prior knowledge of relevant information about spiritualists and spirits.
Therefore, the teacher's face suddenly became solemn: "What exactly is the situation?"
Mr. Xi started chatting with him.
After explaining the general situation, he said: "This matter may require additional communication among members of Organization N."
"When that student complained to the school that his league spot was taken away, he didn't get the justice he deserved, did he?"
It was obviously a cold day, and the floor heating only made the indoor temperature less uncomfortable, but this teacher had already taken out tissues to wipe his sweat again and again.
"We will follow up on this matter... You see... No, you say, you say how to deal with it."
"Fairness is the most reasonable thing. I will take the initiative to pick up the student to prevent her from getting into an accident. Correspondingly, I don't want some people who should not have participated in this competition to still stand in the final of the math competition that symbolizes authority."
Jun Xi's tone was calm, but despite this, in this country where guns are banned, he had the right to hold a Glock, so he had a sharp aura that was difficult to conceal, it was just not so obvious at ordinary times.
"Do you think I'm right?"
"You have a point..."
The dispute between the students was easily settled. Lu Xijun turned around and gave another instruction to Qi Xueyi and Jian Zirui, saying, "It's time to take He Jingtong's temperature a second time."
Qi Xueyi made an OK gesture, and then Xijun told other students that he was going to go out for a while, and then he actually took action.
Is it difficult to change your destiny?
When Xijun and the hotel staff were arranging a car to pick up people, he kept thinking about this problem.
But he was thinking about more than just this superficial problem.
Only when we know the bad future that will happen in the distant future can we stop it at the source.
This means that what He Jingtong severed was a world line, or even a destiny line.
What did he carry?
There is another future that only He Jingtong can see clearly, or it could be an infinite number of futures that only he knows about.
Ruoxi-kun just went to save that girl.
He contacted the other party's teacher by phone and confirmed that he was not a bad person. Then, he worked together with the hotel staff to pick him up at a slow and steady speed.
It seems that the most troublesome part of all this is just communicating with him over the phone to confirm that he is not a bad person.
It was as simple as making a phone call to save a life and prevent a terrible future.
But is this really that simple? !