Chapter 118 Youth

[The comic company in the three-dimensional world is contacting you. ]

At this time, there are still a few days before the multi-school joint competition begins.

When the system spoke, He Jingtong had just finished his class at noon.

During the meal, Qi Xueyi and Jian Zirui were discussing how to deal with the so-called thank-you gift sent by Xi Hongjing.

The former received some decorations that can be hung on clothes, such as chain button medals.

The latter received a whole piece of lightning-struck wood that was more than three thousand years old. Judging from its size, if it was really made into a peach wood sword, it would probably be enough to bury Jian Zirui.

When receiving the large peach tree, Qi Xueyi exclaimed: "This is not a cultural relic that has been cut down and sent to you."

At that time, a group of people stood in front of the classroom apartment building. The deliveryman laughed and said, "That's not the case. This lightning-struck tree almost died a long time ago, and we chose to cut it down after it could not be saved."

"When the tree was still alive, spiritualists with plant-related abilities and botanists in the country went to see it, but there was nothing they could do."

The staff member spread his hands and said, "It was by chance that the item became part of the minister's collection."

"It would be appropriate to send this over."

"According to the minister, the tree is only a display in her home and has no real value. Instead of leaving it there, it should be given to someone in need."

"Of course, the minister also asked me to bring a message to classmate Jian." The delivery man looked at Jian Zirui and smiled as he spoke, "If you think a whole tree is really valuable, you can give it to your classmate."

Time goes back to the present.

Jian Zirui sat on the public seat in the cafeteria with her back straight.

She thought about the so-called explanation given to her fellow disciples and said, "The minister may want to use me to get in touch with my master."

"If I use it, it will only cause me a lot of trouble. But if I don't use it, it's more than 3,000 years old, and it's not appropriate to leave it outside the apartment exposed to the wind and sun..."

Jian Zirui seemed to be talking to herself. As soon as she finished speaking, she looked at He Jingtong who was sitting opposite her and asked, "What do you think?"

He Jingtong raised his eyes and replied, "Let's just cast it into a wooden sword."

"Just like Xi Hongjing said, it's better to use it than to leave it alone. And if she hopes to get closer to Taoist Jian through a piece of wood, then I think she will just do that."

The boy shook his head slowly and said, "Adults will not lose the big picture for the sake of the small."

At the same time, He Jingtong was also asking the system in his mind: [What is the purpose of the comic company contacting the author Jing? ]

The system's narration is smooth and straightforward: [What they said was that the animation company contacted them, hoping that the author of "Oddity" could create a bonus or extra chapter.]

[They are preparing to produce an animated film for next summer. It took more than half a year to complete the preparations and production. Although it is a bit rushed, the advantage is that Company Z does have the ability to do it.]

In the three-dimensional world, the company that turns supernatural comics into animation can be considered a top-notch animation company.

They wanted to make a movie about the supernatural, and they had their own considerations.

By the way, the system also serves as the author Jing's assistant in the three-dimensional world.

It usually uses the Internet to contact production companies, one is to inform them of the author's corresponding requirements for adapting comics into animation.

As the protagonist of the comics himself, He Jingtong does not want the subsequent adaptations to ruin the image of his companions.

It is natural to have requests.

In its role as an assistant, the system would occasionally answer questions from the company, such as the rough estimate of the number of subsequent episodes of "Alien".

At the rate of one chapter per week, "Other Spirits" can produce 52 chapters a year.

But judging from the expressiveness of the work, "Alien" itself is not that kind of ultimate long novel, at least with a hundred episodes.

In this case, if one chapter is updated every week, it would be impossible to maintain the series for too long, and there would be no such thing as accumulating readers.

Assuming that the update speed of the Occult comics remains unchanged, starting from December and ending in June of the following year, in this approximately 180-day period, Occult can update at least 25 chapters.

According to the adaptation requirements of the second part of the anime, that is, episodes 13 to 24.

These are enough to be updated within half a year in the three-dimensional world.

During this period, news of a second anime adaptation can be released, or a big movie can be released during the summer vacation to generate popularity.

Regarding this plan, He Jingtong couldn't help but wonder whether Company Z would lose all its money in one go and go bankrupt.

This thought flashed through his mind, and He Jingtong turned to tell the system: [Help me reject it.]

[But if there is a big movie project, then the theatrical release will also bring more people interested in comics.] The system did not understand why He Jingtong refused so decisively.

【Not to mention that moviegoers can also bring popularity, even if the conversion rate is not that high. 】

He Jingtong told it: "For people in that world, the ghost is indeed a comic book. But for me, it is my life."

[When my life reaches a certain point, there may indeed be events that can be made into a movie in another world, but I will not force this point to come forward just for the popularity that the movie will bring.]

The current number of 100 million achievement points has already exceeded the 20 million mark.

[If you think a simple rejection would be a bit harsh, you can also tell them that I currently have no plans to create bonuses or extra episodes.]

[Even if there is, it will be at least after the 24th episode. ]

In other words, their idea of ​​making a movie and releasing it in the summer is impossible.

After He Jingtong made sure that he had explained himself clearly, he stopped communicating with the system.

However, he naturally began to think about the extra chapters and special features.

But before he elaborated on those ideas, He Jingtong wanted to listen to his teammates.

When He Jingtong finished speaking, Jian Zirui nodded and said, "Then let's do it this way."

Qi Xueyi also pointed at himself and said, "What about me? What about me?"

“Whether it’s protective decorative chains or medal buttons, these things look too fancy, and even if they are really useful, they don’t feel like they can be worn.”

"But with your dyed pure white hair and white eyelashes and eyebrows, would you care about having more decorations on your body?" He Jingtong looked at the top of Qi Xueyi's head with his eyes curved.

“What’s the difference between a 100% return rate and a 120% return rate?”

Qi Xueyi was confused: "...what you said makes a lot of sense."

"But what I want to know more is what the gift is for you."

"Hmm..." He Jingtong looked thoughtful.

"Is it inconvenient to say?" Qi Xueyi was confused.

"You guessed it right." He Jingtong said frankly.

The medicine provided by Xi Hongjing, which can prevent his emotions from being affected by soul mutation, is not so much without side effects as it is that the side effects will not cause harm to the body.

In addition to preventing He Jingtong's emotions from turning negative, the drug also puts him into a state of intense calm.

This state would appear very ruthless to other people, but it had no effect on He Jingtong.

It is one thing for him to know that it has no impact.

But once other people know, things will become very troublesome, so it is better not to say anything.

"Okay, forget about that. Although I know there will be a multi-school competition, I don't know exactly when it will take place."

He Jingtong looked down at his phone and said, "Also, because I have already made an appointment with Xi Hongjing for a tutoring session, I probably won't be able to attend class this afternoon."

The boy looked up at his two teammates again and said, "If Lao Cui and the others talk about anything related to the competition in class, remember to pay attention for me and let me know later."

"Okay." Qi Xueyi made an OK gesture to show his understanding. "Then I should go." He Jingtong turned on his phone, and the time displayed on it was already 1:48 p.m.

Jian Zirui waved her hand and said, "As long as you don't show them your realm, everything else is fine."

As He Jingtong stood up, he smiled and said, "I wouldn't do that."

Then the boy left the school and got into the car of a member of the "N" organization.

When he saw Xi Hongjing again, the boy also saw the other two S-level spiritualists.

The training location is a rare deserted suburb in a bustling metropolis.

The landscape in winter is no longer green, and all you can see is yellow earth.

In addition, there are some A-level spiritualists around the venue.

Some of them were sitting or standing; some of them were squatting on the ground, drawing circles with branches in their hands, looking very leisurely.

In response, Xi Hongjing said: "I plan to record all your instructions and watch them repeatedly to avoid bothering you for a long time. But they..."

Xi Hongjing's expression as she stared at the group of A-level spiritualists gradually became more dangerous.

It looked like they were going to be assigned a lot of work right away.

"They feel that it's better to come and watch you in person than to watch a recorded video."

"Of course, if you think it's inappropriate, I can also drive them all away." Xi Hongjing also showed an expectant look.

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After all, these A-level clergymen did not come here to learn how to use the single realm.

They either lacked spiritual power or did not have a correct understanding of the realm, and they came here simply to join in the fun.

——Look, three guys who are well-known in the spiritualist field need to ask for guidance from a second-year high school student in the spiritualist department...

It would be a shame not to watch this fun.

"Since you are here, then stay. It would be my honor if what I say can be of some guidance to you."

He Jingtong looked around and said calmly, "If there is nothing else, let's get started."

Xi Hongjing and the other two gradually became serious and listened attentively to He Jingtong's oral description of the realm information.

When he explains something technical, he is concise and efficient.

The pure boy's voice kept echoing in my ears, like a stream flowing down a valley.

From his mouth, the three of them quickly understood what it felt like to use a single realm.

After making sure that the three S-level spiritualists all understood, He Jingtong let them start the experiment.

Failure after failure, the accumulation of a large number of failures, also brought new problems.

During this process, He Jingtong also tried his best to answer the questions. Until the boy's voice gradually became hoarse, and then Xi Hongjing really exploded the single body realm towards the puppet used for practice.

Thorns is a realm that combines output and control. After the explosion against a single unit, the puppets originally placed on the training ground were torn into pieces in an instant.

Many spiritualists were stunned by the scene that seemed to have been squeezed and exploded by some great force.

If Xi Hongjing is still an A-level spiritualist, then the thorns she controls can only achieve a certain degree of control and damage to the alien spirits of the same level.

Usually, it is necessary to supplement it with physical skills to truly kill A-level aliens.

But when this ability reaches a new level, those thorns seem to have a guaranteed hit effect.

When it hits the puppet, it only takes a moment, a quarter of a second, to forcefully crush the puppet.

The shattered pieces of the doll flew everywhere and hit the ground, creating bowl-sized holes one after another.

This crushing explosion against a single individual even made Xi Hongjing feel that she could kill anyone -!

But for some reason, when she wanted to use this power again, she found that she couldn't do it.

She tried again and again but to no avail. Just as she was getting impatient, the boy's cold voice rang out: "Before you want to fly, at least stand firm first."

"Although I have agreed to this cooperation, I will also set aside enough time to answer all your questions."

Xi Hongjing's eyes, which showed no obvious emotion, gradually calmed her thoughts and immersed herself in the new experiment.

During this instruction, He Jingtong's brain consciousness was also flipping through the screens displayed by the system's multi-view function.

On the side of the alien spirit Fu Zexun.

The alien spirit Su Qing, whose half body was blown up by three range boundaries, has now been stuffed into a formalin jar.

Inside the laboratory that was built at who knows when, only the jar was emitting a faint dark red light.

The liquid of the alien spirit Su Qing used to repair was the arrogant alien spirit captured by the alien spirit Fu Zexun.

It took the combined strength of ten A-level arrogant aliens to barely pull the alien Su Qing back from the brink of death.

But the alien spirit Su Qing didn't seem to appreciate it.

"You never told me before that those death row inmates who were supposed to be your dogs actually had so many spiritualists around them." He sneered in a sinister tone.

"I never thought that as an S-level spirit, not only did you fail to restrain those A-level spiritualists in the first place, but you were even surrounded by them to the point where you are in this state now." The spirit Fu Zexun was also very disgusted.

The two spirits that were hurting each other looked at each other through the glass jar, and finally looked away in disgust.

"What should we do now? The human who was willing to cooperate with you may now just want to stab you to death."

"Ha." The alien spirit Fu Zexun said in a breath without any expression, "Do you think they have the qualifications to question me?"

"I should be the one questioning them."

"They asked me to rescue the spirits of those death row prisoners, but they never told me that there would be nearly a hundred spiritualists there..."

"Maybe I can understand this as a honey trap, right?"

The last sentence, after several rounds of communication, reached He Yuchen's ears.

He Yuchen, who is the same age as He Jingtong, is in the car that has already appeared on camera once with a mysterious man.

At this moment, he was furious.

"What does that alien spirit mean! It's fine that it didn't save Dad and the others, but now it looks like it wants to pass the blame to us!" He Yuchen and the mysterious man were sitting in the car that had already appeared on camera once.

The mysterious man who had bailed He Yuchen out before took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions.

But he couldn't control his twitching eyebrows, and he said in a low voice: "Isn't it because of your stupidity, because you and He Jingtong faced each other head-on, that the situation took a turn for the worse?"

"Stop showing off your ridiculous little thoughts."

"Even if your father and the others really died, it wasn't the alien spirit that was at fault, but you. Foolish you! It was because of your stupidity, because you thought you could outwit the prophet, that He Jingtong discovered the problem."

"No, that's impossible." He Yuchen opened his mouth in disbelief. "Without any cause and effect, he..."

He Yuchen reacted before he finished the words following those seven words.

Prophecy itself is illogical, and it is not something that requires logical deduction to obtain subsequent results.

"Without any cause and effect, how would he know that your father and his friends wanted to become spirits?"

"Because he is a prophet! Because he is He Jingtong! Because he was personally certified by Fu Zexun, he is the most likely to become the legendary supernatural being!"

The mysterious man lowered his eyes and lost interest: "Stop talking about this."

He lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke it, he just held it between his fingers.

Smelling the bitter taste of nicotine, He Yuchen's ugly face was mixed with a hint of fear.

"If those spiritual masters knew we wanted to achieve eternal life..."

"Don't be stupid, they already know this."

"Then tell me, what should we do? Tell me!" He Yuchen said emotionally.

He could have blamed all the mistakes on the alien spirit Fu Zexun...

"Maintain a cooperative relationship." The man lowered his head.

"The Peach Blossom Spring Project has been in development for ten years, but it has not been able to keep the spirits sane. However, the spirit Fu Zexun was able to do it... What other options do you think we have?"

He slammed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, crushing the cigarette butt violently until it scattered.

"I know you're sad about your father's death, but you just have to do it again like you did before."

"What do you mean?"

"Stir up disputes between ordinary humans and spiritualists." The man raised his eyebrows as he looked at He Yuchen who didn't respond.

"Do you need me to be more specific?"

He Yuchen looked at him steadily.

The man snorted and laughed: "Try to make ordinary people die at the hands of spiritualists, or find an opportunity to let the spirits kill ordinary people in front of spiritualists and ordinary people."

"To show their inability, to highlight their powerlessness, to inform the people of the eternal life of the spiritualized symbol."

"In a world where everyone has eternal life, there will be no pain, no sorrow, and everyone will have the same starting line. Everyone has eternal life, which is the fairest thing in the world."

"Why?" He Yuchen suddenly asked, "Why would you suddenly allow me to do this?"

"Don't tell me you're not jealous." The man smiled sarcastically. He looked into the rearview mirror and said, "A prophet who can see the future, a powerful spiritual master. It was through him that ordinary people learned that there are spiritual masters and spirits in this world..."

"Aren't you jealous?"

"Not really. It seems to me that you are so jealous that you want to eat his flesh and blood."

The man's voice was gloomy, just like the weather outside the car window.

Dark clouds blocked the winter sun, and heavy rain fell, drowning the floating dust in the water, gathering into a turbid color.

"I, we, the heirs of your father's will, all want a world where everyone is transformed into spirits, but He Jingtong doesn't want that future."

"He chose the psychic and abandoned us who simply wanted absolute fairness... Why were the aliens wiped out when they did nothing evil? Isn't the psychic's behavior too dictatorial?"

These deceptive words gradually penetrated into He Yuchen's heart.

Until the man said: "Since you pursue different things and are destined to not be on the same path, you can of course choose to give up and take the path you think is right."

He Yuchen was not unaware of the man's strangeness, but he admitted that he was deceived.

The illusion of being denied He Jingtong and denying him as an artificial spiritual master blinded his mind.

He Yuchen longed to crush all the false kindness in He Jingtong.

It’s just an artificial psychic—the man watched his expression change, and the arc of his mouth became wider and wider: "What we want is fairness that everyone can have eternal life. But He Jingtong selfishly always hopes that the psychic can be high and mighty..."

Afterwards, the man told He Yuchen about the multi-school joint competition.

Afterwards, they left from the alien spirit Fu Zexun's experimental base.

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"Who is that human?" The alien Su Qing raised his eyebrows and asked in the jar.

In the dim laboratory, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared, from virtual to real.

That was an artificial spirit created by the spirit Fu Zexun later. It had detection capabilities and extremely high concealment abilities.

At this moment, it was reporting in a dull voice: "That man is..."

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[Fuck, who is that man? What is his character? You old thief, tell me why you put the end of chapter 15 here! Can you be a human being? 『New』]

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[1: I bet that the old thief will not reveal this information now. When the sixteenth chapter is released, the beginning will definitely be the start of the multi-school competition. ]

【2: So who is this man? 】

[3: He has appeared twice. The first time he appeared, he was an extreme promoter of all-out alienation. But the attitude he showed now was a bit meaningful.]

[4: I can’t guess it at all, damn it!]

[5: What foreshadowing is involved? The important thing is intelligence! Just like what the first floor boss said, starting from the 16th episode, it will definitely go straight to the multi-school competition! Looking forward to it.jpg]

[6: Because the prophet is a prophet, as of now, most of the characters that appear are adults. As a comic classified in the area of ​​​​shōnen manga, the opening of the multi-school competition must mean that it will be a world for young people! ]

【7: Charge, charge, charge, charge, charge! 】!