Chapter 107 Arrogance

Qi Xueyi was so angry that he laughed. He looked at the man with a look of obvious incomprehension: "Are you sick? If you are not sick to a certain extent, why do you think killing others is a very natural thing?"

"Are you kidding me? What does the law mean to you? Who do you think you are to be above the law?"

"Don't start a debate with me. Don't you see what you are? I thought you were just a piece of trash, a social scum, but I didn't expect you to be a complete scum."

Qi Xue shouted in rebuke, with obvious disgust in his eyes.

"I don't want to hear anything else from you, and you'd better shut up, or I can't guarantee that I won't hit ordinary people." Qi Xue kicked the nearest chair to pieces.

Of course, he did not completely abandon his rationality in this action. He had already clearly thought about how to compensate. He was just acting out of fear.

He Jingtong also stood up. He was obviously half a head taller than the man. He was usually quiet, but the momentum he had displayed in bloody battles was enough to scare people.

"Let's be clear. No matter how few spiritualists there are, we are still fighting against eighty percent of the world's human beings."

"You are an idiot whose brain has been stuffed into a cesspool for more than a week. Even if all your brain tissue has been assimilated into feces, you should be able to understand that it is this small group of people you look down on who are protecting the entire world and allowing them to survive as human beings."

"If you think that so-called eternal life is right, then you should die first. Transform yourself into a spirit. I want to see whether you can obtain the so-called eternal life or be torn to pieces by other spirits."

"Don't question me about what I blocked." He Jingtong looked down at the man, "Don't use your absurd and incomprehensible thinking to argue with me."

"At least I did it. It's all a spiritualist should do."

"What about you? What did you do? Kill your classmates? Or what is meant by 'giving everyone the gift of eternal life'?"

"——How do you know this!" The man's face changed drastically.

The words that He Jingtong repeated were what the Peach Blossom Spring experimenters often heard. However, after the Peach Blossom Spring project was terminated, the words disappeared.

Not many people would specifically write it down, and those who really remember it are usually the children of the experimenters and their subordinates.

They regard this sentence as their belief and are determined to promote the evolution of the human race.

Those who have long been possessed by the devil cannot see the absurdity of their actions.

All I know is that I keep moving forward towards the dead end idea in my heart again and again.

They will never look back until they hit the south wall.

But the wall that symbolizes that spiritualists will be excluded by the entire society——

He Jingtong would never let the spiritualists stand under that dangerous wall.

What else is there to say in this case?

"You, and those behind you. If you continue to live as ordinary people, I can still treat you as just a group of confused people who don't know the right path. But now, you are already trying to intervene and actively turn humans into spirits..."

"This is criminal through and through."

He Jingtong's eyes were sharp, and under the arousal of his deliberately mobilized emotions, they became extremely bright. For a time, the person who had argued with him was even unable to make an appropriate counterattack under this verbal attack. He could only point his finger at He Jingtong's head in frustration and kept saying "you".

"By the way." He Jingtong suddenly raised his mobile phone and showed the screen of the new device he had just bought not long ago to the man.

The alarm phone number is clearly visible on the device.

The boy's tone was calm and even indifferent: "Attempted murder. You don't think this kind of mistake can be forgiven by saying that it's just a child's ignorance."

Until the man was taken away by the police, he could hardly say anything to argue with He Jing.

The other students also did not expect that He Jingtong, who was always calm and composed, would sometimes go all out.

They looked at He Jingtong in confusion, and finally it was Chi Qian who said cautiously, "Well, don't get yourself into trouble by getting so angry."

He Jingtong looked at Chi Qian. Those emotions that he had deliberately stirred up had not yet been completely suppressed. Therefore, when Chi Qian looked into his eyes, he even felt that he was looking directly at a beast that had just woken up from a deep sleep.

Chi Qian took a step back uncontrollably and took a defensive action reflexively. Before a vigilant expression appeared on his face, his brain realized that the person in front of him was not the alien spirit he had always fought against.

He stiffly retracted his defensive posture, and when he saw that He Jingtong's gaze was no longer so sharp, he said, "How about we have lunch first? Let's eat first. After all, this is one of the top hotels in North City. There must be a lot of delicious food, haha."

He said this with a smile, as if trying to cover up the offensive attitude he had towards his classmates at that moment.

Afterwards, Chi Qian unnaturally turned his gaze to his two teammates.

Su Yu and Lu Shaoyuan also joined the topic.

Su Yu: "I heard that there are all kinds of soups in Beicheng that can warm the body. It's so cold now, let's order some soup."

Li Yuanjing didn't notice the strange atmosphere, and just followed Su Yu's words, and then said, "I vote for yam and pork ribs soup."

He Jingtong looked at them silently, then sat back in his chair calmly.

The atmosphere gradually eased, and the temperature, which had dropped due to He Jingtong's outward bloody aura, seemed to rise again.

Qi Xueyi, a teammate, was also trying to calm He Jingtong's strange attitude, which was obviously different from before. Baimao said, "I just found out that you don't drink ginger soup. Jian Zirui and I don't know what you like to eat yet."

He Jingtong took a deep breath and said, "I don't have any particular favorites, nor do I have any particular dislikes. I will eat any normal food."

Standing not far away, Jun Xi fell into deep thought.

He was thinking, would He Jingtong, who was always emotionally stable, really explode because of a stranger who might die? Moreover, would his death be prevented?

This is obviously impossible.

The reason he had this outburst and the deep breath he took afterwards was simply because...

He can't control his emotions.

What is the manifestation of one-third of the soul being transformed?

No one knows, because every time a spirit transforms, it goes to the extreme completely.

That kind of transformation into a spirit is always completed in an instant. It is not like He Jingtong's case, where the soul was added to the space fragments of the lazy spirit, causing the soul to change little by little.

He himself did not have extreme emotions - no one could deny that.

The problem is that one-third of his soul has been transformed, and he can no longer maintain relative emotional stability.

Then...what will happen after that?

Ruoxi Jun unconsciously thought of the situation where He Jingtong's soul was undergoing accelerated transformation.

For example, the original rate of alienation, 1%, takes one month. But when He Jingtong's emotions are no longer stable, the same 1% rate may only take half a month...

"Teacher Rui..."

This derivative idea also made Lu Xijun start to think uncontrollably about what kind of willpower He Jingtong must have to control the state where his soul and consciousness were no longer moving in the same direction.

"Teacher Ru."

No one knows yet that there are some voices in He Jingtong's brain that are completely contrary to his consciousness.

But this concept had already been engraved in Xiang Li Xingqing's brain before that.

Combined with Mr. Xi's own guesses, he only needs to come into contact with them, organize and integrate them, and then form complete information.

"Teacher Rui! What are you thinking about? I've been calling you for a long time." Qi Xueyi waved his hand in front of Rui Xijun's eyes.

After secretly making a decision in his heart and preparing to hold an online meeting with teachers from Elite Academies in other cities when he has free time, Jun Xi brought his consciousness back to the present.

"Ah...oh, oh." For a moment, Xijun felt like a monkey, but he quickly reacted to Qi Xueyi's words and said, "You guys order, I'm not picky."

"Why is it the same as He Jing..." Qi Xueyi suddenly thought, "Nowadays, not being picky about food is the same as eating casually, right?"

"No," Xijun explained to Qi Xue seriously, "What I mean is that no matter what you order, I won't have any objection and will be happy to try it."

"So... coriander, houttuynia, canned herring, French snails, fish eyes?"

Xijun looked at Qi Xueyi with a fake smile: "Speaking of which, as your teacher next year, it is indeed necessary for me to build a good relationship with you first-year students in advance. This is to prevent you from being too unfamiliar with me when you enter the third year."

Qi Xueyi immediately bowed with both hands and said quickly, "Goodbye!" Then he ran back to the dining table.

The lunch was worthy of the resort chef's talent, with good color, aroma, taste and shape.

After a delicious meal, Mr. Xi told all the students: "You can enjoy all the facilities and entertainment in the resort. You don't have to report to me. Just be careful to protect your own safety. If you encounter someone who is in a state of spiritualization, deal with it according to the situation. If you can't handle it, call me or contact the local spiritualist."

Ruoxi Jun pulled up the official contact number of the local spiritualist school from his mobile phone and showed it to the students. After making sure that one person in each team of three had entered the number into their phone, Ruoxi Jun turned off the phone.

He didn't say anything else and just turned around and went back to his hotel room.

If there is a chance, it is better to finish the online meeting that I had an idea for earlier.

Let’s talk about He Jingtong.

Qi Xueyi was allowed to leave the contact information of the local school. After he paid for the loss of the chair, the three of them took the resort guide and began to think about what to do first.

"Indoor water park? Roller coaster? But then again, even though there are so many attractions, it's still a little difficult to get used to these things in such a cold day." Qi Xueyi gradually shifted his gaze to the hot spring.

He pointed to the page with the hot springs picture and said, "I feel that hot springs have become a must-visit place."

"But it seems a bit unnecessary to go to the hot spring in the afternoon. Let's talk about hot springs after 6pm. Now we can just think of a place to go before the hot springs. Should we go to a camping site for a picnic or watch a band perform?"

When Qi Xueyi was questioning his two teammates, a clear voice interrupted the harmonious atmosphere of their three-person team. "Excuse me--"

The person who came was the girl who was picked up by Xijun and the hotel staff earlier.

She is also followed by a friend who is already 1.80 meters tall and looks tall and thin. In the cut-off future, he will be transformed into a spirit.

"Hello." The girl greeted them generously, but Qi Xueyi and Jian Zirui both looked a little surprised.

The girl touched her face curiously and said, "Is there something on my face?"

"No." Jian Zirui shook her head. She didn't say that in the prophecy, the girl's character was defined as timid.

But judging from her current performance, the word timid is not suitable to describe this girl.

This situation is clear as long as you think about it.

What He Jingtong saw was not the girl's past personality traits, but the descriptions from other people.

If students from poor families want to maintain excellent grades, they must either be geniuses or work much harder than other students.

If it is the latter, then it makes sense that people who have not interacted with her much would define her as timid.

After figuring this out, Jian Zirui turned to ask the girl, "What do you want to talk to us about?"

The girl straightened her face and said seriously, "I'm here to thank you."

"When we were having dinner just now, the teacher told me about my future. Although I have never met you before and don't know much about spiritualists, I still feel it is necessary to come and thank you in person for this life-saving grace. Am I disturbing you? Sorry."

Jian Zirui and Qi Xueyi both set their sights on He Jingtong.

He Jingtong, who was being stared at, was as calm and peaceful as ever, and even said helplessly, "It's not a disturbance. We are here for tourism and don't have anything to deal with."

"That's great." The girl said, "Thank you very much for saving me and him."

The girl pulled the boy out from behind her.

"His name is Ye Rui, and mine is Yuan Ying. We are both from Yucheng High School. Thank you very much for saving us. Please allow us to express our sincere gratitude."

As she spoke, the boy next to her nodded, and then they both bowed together.

Judging from the way he behaved, the word "cowardly" is more suitable for this boy, because he hasn't said a word so far and looks a bit socially anxious.

If you look carefully, you can even see that Ye Rui is secretly pinching the seams on the side of his pants.

He Jingtong looked at the two people bowing seriously and said, "Thank you, I accept it, but you don't have to be so polite."

Yuan Ying smiled and stood up. She nodded seriously and said, "This is not politeness. This is just the sincerity we can show at the moment. After all, when most people really want to thank you, they will prepare some gifts or something, but we have nothing. Therefore, even if we thank you very sincerely, it seems a little empty..."

"Besides, we came to you for other things."

"What's the matter?" Qi Xueyi asked her curiously.

"Our teacher said that he hopes that students like us from ordinary schools can get along well with spiritualist students. One reason is that we know too little about you, so it is necessary to expand the information about you. Another reason is... I want to understand from my own perspective what spiritualists have done to protect ordinary people like me."

After she finished speaking, she smiled shyly, but there was no such thing as cowardice.

"Although I always feel that this statement is a bit empty and pretentious. But when I look at spiritual masters from a personal perspective, I always care about whether you have paid something inexplicably to become spiritual masters and protect the safety of ordinary people."

"If I don't clarify these doubts, I might keep struggling with them, and I might not even be able to maintain my full concentration in future math competitions." Yuan Ying said this in a joking tone, trying to make the conversation more relaxed rather than a serious argument.

Her efforts were noticed by others, and He Jingtong replied casually: "This question is more suitable for Qi Xueyi."

"Ask me?" Qi Xueyi pointed at himself with his right index finger and said in a daze, "Why?"

"Because it's the same as the studies of ordinary high school students, I'm also self-studying. Relatively speaking, it's not like I've abandoned the original cognition that some spiritual masters would waste their youth just to become spiritual masters."

Yuan Ying looked at He Jingtong in surprise, as if she had not expected that he could point out some of the thoughts in her mind so accurately.

At the same time, Qi Xueyi also said: "I always feel that you are including me. It is impossible to have both."

"Not really." He Jingtong frowned.

Qi Xueyi thought about it for a while and began to talk about the areas where he had actually made efforts.

"If we were to say what we paid for..."

"Why don't you go play for a while first? It's probably not time for you to start the competition yet." Qi Xueyi asked back.

Perhaps the question was not difficult, or perhaps even if she answered it, she could only say a few words, so Yuan Ying pushed Ye Rui's arm.

The latter replied in a rather dull tone: "The competition starts tomorrow morning and ends the night after tomorrow."

Yuan Ying was still muttering beside him: "Why don't you say a few more words? You're just like a question-answering machine."

Ye Rui told her, "Because I'm a very boring person, even if I want to talk about a topic, it's usually something related to math problems, but..."

But spiritual teachers obviously do not study the subjects of ordinary students at a high level.

Qi Xueyi howled twice: "I feel like I've been implicated again!"

"But let's go have some fun first. My two teammates and I were just discussing whether to go watch the band perform or go to the campsite for a barbecue. What do you think?"

Yuan Ying: "Just follow your ideas."

"Okay, let's go have some barbecue." Qi Xueyi didn't hesitate and made the decision decisively.

Afterwards, a group of people went to the camping site.

There were already quite a few customers there, some lighting small fireworks, some gathering in front of the grill, fiddling with various ingredients.

After the food was put on the grill, the five people each had a small stool and sat around the grill.

Qi Xueyi looked at the slow-roasted skewers of meat and answered nonchalantly, thinking of something that had been abandoned in his cognition.

"The first thing is that compared to learning with a hard-working mind, the problem we face is how to make ourselves stronger."

"Only if we are strong enough can we guarantee the stability of killing the alien spirits. Otherwise, we will only be killed by the alien spirits."

"That's one point. Another thing is that the homework of students studying paranormal science is different from that of ordinary people. Our homework is to solve paranormal problems. Our normal work is also to solve paranormal problems..."

"Wait." Qi Xueyi suddenly paused, then looked at Yuan Ying and Ye Rui with an angry face, "If that's the case, it's like we're either solving a problem with a spirit or on the way to solving one."

"After all, whether it's the classes we take or the normal ability training, they are all for the purpose of becoming stronger, and becoming stronger happens to be for the purpose of defeating the spirits."

"So what do you usually train to become stronger?" Yuan Ying asked curiously.

Qi Xueyi decisively thrust the question to Jian Zirui: "Let Jian Zirui speak!"

Jian Zirui glanced at Qi Xueyi and watched him shrink his neck before she said, "In the first year of high school, the training was relatively simple. Usually there were law classes in the morning, physical training classes in the afternoon, and sometimes some extra training in the evening. If necessary, there were also classes on identifying spirits."

"Law training is about training your ability and the strength of your soul. Taijutsu is just what it says. Spirit Identification requires the spiritualist to be able to accurately judge the strength of multiple spirits."

"The school requires us to at least be able to see at a glance whether we can defeat the opponent's spirit, rather than trying to be brave and face the spirit we can't defeat, and then die."

The academy will store supernatural spirits, which are also one of the requirements for the supernatural identification class.

"That's about it. For a freshman, it's relatively easy."

"Not really..." Qi Xue recalled his memories of being in the first year of high school, and his face wrinkled. "You know, when entering the first year of high school, the first physical education class for students in the psychic department is to run ten laps around the playground."

"One lap is 400 meters, and 10 laps is 4,000 meters. For a student who just graduated from junior high school, running 4,000 meters... At that time, everyone thought that the teacher was crazy."

Qi Xueyi recalled the memory of that time, and his expression was relaxed at the time: "But at that time, even if we cried, we still ran 4,000 meters. After all, if we can't even do a simple run, we won't even be able to seize the opportunity to escape when facing an alien spirit that we can't resist."

Baimao stopped talking and turned his attention to He Jingtong, adding, "Let He Jingtong talk about the first grade. Jian Zirui and I can't just waste our breath."

But He Jingtong didn't know where to start. He thought so and said so.

Ye Rui, who had been listening without interrupting, said at this time: "Then tell me what happened to you in the past."

That's a lot to say.

The first hospital, then Jiang Nan, the eight-year-old ghost from Xiyang Primary School, and the entertainment industry company.

A quiz before the start of the school year, a college league, and 42 A-level spirits.

He was taken away, experimented on, his soul was transformed, and he killed Fu Zexun.

And live broadcast.

Then there was the high-intensity ghost war that lasted for half a month...

He Jingtong only mentioned two of them, and there still seemed to be no end to the things he could talk about.

The charcoal fire in the grill has gone from a low flame to a high flame, and then turned to be extinguished, leaving only a few sparks.

The food on the table next to them also disappeared little by little, until only a pile of bamboo sticks were left.

Even the sun had set much further than before He Jingtong spoke.

"If we continue talking, there will be more people coming to the hot spring." He Jingtong raised the corners of his mouth, but it was more like he just wanted to make a polite expression than a smile.

"Spiritual Master, it's really not easy." Yuan Ying said in a low voice.

She was originally curious about what it felt like to have the power of prophecy. But after discovering that the prophet never gained any benefits from the prophecy, Yuan Ying realized how humble and insignificant the thoughts she had because of the power of prophecy were.

"Thank you for telling us this." Ye Ruixu thought that they were already familiar with each other, so he gradually started talking.

"Thank you for not giving up and continuing to work hard as a spiritual master."

In those conversations, although they did not say it intentionally, He Jingtong and the other two still revealed that spiritual masters can also seal their abilities and return to ordinary life.

Ye Rui and Yuan Ying did not think that behavior was escaping, they knew that it was a reasonable choice. And He Jing did not choose with them, which meant that the three of them chose to take on that heavy responsibility.

"I always feel that you are like those urban legends who maintain order and stability." Yuan Ying originally wanted to say this in a light-hearted tone but couldn't control her voice from becoming heavy.

"Oh, I want to know why He Yuchen wants me dead..." Yuan Ying said, and then quickly added, "If it's not convenient to answer this question, you don't have to tell me."

"There is nothing that cannot be answered." He Jingtong looked at the grass.

In the camping area, where there are almost no traces of human activity, every blade of grass is cultivated artificially.

"He only wants to make Ye Rui into a spirit."

He Jingtong withdrew his gaze from the ground. He turned his head and looked at Ye Rui and Yuan Ying with a calm expression: "Do you mind reading comics?"

"There is a comic book that you participated in that symbolizes a certain future. However, everything in the comic book has been blocked at this moment, and you don't have to face that ending."

"I need to see." Ye Rui looked back at He Jingtong. He had a strong student vibe, a unique temperament shaped by the peaceful environment.

Different from He Jingtong

The young man already had a heavy burden on him that he himself could hardly detect.

"I want to see it." Ye Rui emphasized.

He Jingtong withdrew his gaze from him, and a comic book gradually appeared in the palm of the boy's left hand.

This scene should have been magical, but the one who knew about the existence of spiritual masters was able to not be surprised by it.

While flipping through comics alone, He Jingtong stared at the sparks on the barbecue and said calmly, "That seems to me to be a wrong future. I don't admit it and therefore..."

“I don’t allow it to exist either.”

This is He Jingtong's sin of arrogance. !