Chapter 27: Attack Him
[I feel sorry for thinking that He Jingtong was already in a bad situation in the last episode. Damn, why! How could he be even worse!]
When Fu Zexun jumped from the third floor, He Jingtong was in the system, having finished editing a new chapter of the comic.
A week after the release of the fourth chapter of the comic, Schrodinger's three-dimensional comic did not receive the same amount of attention as the third chapter.
He Jingtong sincerely sighed in his heart, maybe the audience who only care about appearance no longer prefer Mr. Fu's face -
Of course, this is just a meaningless exclamation. In fact, He Jingtong is also very clear that this number is normal.
Adding the points accumulated from the first three episodes and the points gained after the fourth episode, He Jingtong's total points earned in this episode is 98,800.
The reason why the previous episode had 100,000 points is that the Jiang Nan incident really touched the nerves of too many people.
Overall, the fourth episode is not bad. In fact, it can be said that there is more information transmission. But compared with the death incident in the third episode, the fourth episode does not seem so sharp overall.
Therefore, it was not unexpected by He Jingtong.
At this time, He Jing was browsing the comic comment section while keeping some of his attention on Fu Zexun who was jumping downstairs.
Fu Zexun lived up to Jian Zirui's belief that he was a force that even the combined efforts of the three of them could not defeat.
The figure who jumped from the third floor was not only agile and swift, but when he saw Cui Tong downstairs, he even reached out and grabbed the railing of the corridor on the second floor. He used this leverage to create a distance of five or six meters between himself and Cui Tong who was originally right below him.
Fu Zexun landed lightly on the ground, and the golden glasses on his face slipped down a bit because of the jumping action.
He pushed the lens frame with his left hand, and his body, which had been half bent due to the force release, straightened up again.
Fu Zexun looked at Cui Tong, suddenly smiled, and said something that didn't seem to have any deep meaning, but seemed to be meaningful: "I didn't expect that the three children upstairs are smarter than I thought."
Cui Tong's face was very ugly, and he clenched his fists: "Are the things they said true?"
Fu Zexun smiled again, his eyelids slightly raised, and he could only sneer at this man who was not as receptive as those children: "Since you have already heard it, why bother to lie to yourself?"
"In the final analysis, you are just like An Lai, who takes it for granted that what I do represents only evil."
The two men below were already confronting each other. Jian Zirui, who was in the corridor upstairs, greeted He Jingtong who was seriously injured, and pointed at Qi Xueyi who was waiting for him not far away with a look of suppressed anger.
Before Jian Zirui ran downstairs, her expression was full of pity, as if saying, "Why did you offend the doctor when you could offend anyone else? You are so worthy of being so suicidal."
He Jingtong was stunned for a moment, and then when he looked at Qi Xueyi, he saw him sneer and said in a voice full of dissatisfaction: "What are you looking at? Come here quickly."
"But, you said before that your ability can't heal me." He Jingtong looked particularly well-behaved. He half-lowered his head, his eyes slightly drooped, his eyelashes trembling, and the bloodstains on his face deliberately tilted towards Qi Xueyi.
The latter's anger was extinguished in an instant, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over him.
"Ability is ability. As someone with a therapeutic bent, it's impossible for me not to learn some bandaging and nursing techniques." After saying that, Qi Xueyi took the initiative to walk towards He Jingtong.
When looking at the injuries on He Jingtong's body, Qi Xueyi's pupils were trembling.
There were bloody and mangled areas everywhere, with occasional scraps of paper and dust mixed in the wounds. Qi Xue felt pain just by looking at them.
Needless to say, Qi Xueyi pulled He Jingtong and said to An Lai who was lying on the ground: "Teacher, please lie down first." As soon as he finished speaking, he took He Jingtong into An Lai's office.
The office where An Lai lived was equipped with more things than the average person's home necessities.
After Qi Xueyi took out the medical kit, he did not mention An Lai who was unconscious outside the door at all. Instead, he took out the necessary items from the medical kit and started cleaning He Jingtong's wound.
Before the bandage was wrapped around the wound, Qi Xueyi said, "In the eyes of Jian Zirui and me, the things in that laboratory are no different from the human organs soaked in formalin. In fact, they are all living spirits."
Qi Xueyi didn't wait for He Jingtong to reply, and continued, "You never mentioned Teacher Fu before... Fu Zexun did human body experiments, which means you have already thought about the situation in that laboratory."
"What are you saying? Let us rescue Teacher Anlai first and leave you to report to the people in the entertainment company... It's all bullshit."
"It's good enough that I didn't ask anyone to shut down a company with a human laboratory. Why would you need to go and report it after your inspection?"
Qi Xueyi did not hide his complaints, but he was very gentle when bandaging He Jingtong's wounds.
He didn't need He Jingtong to give an explanation.
Because he and Jian Zirui had never imagined at the beginning that an ordinary patrol incident would involve so many things.
If He Jingtong had told him and Jian Zirui at the beginning that there was a human laboratory under the entertainment company and that the laboratory was directed by Fu Zexun, Qi Xueyi would have thought that He Jingtong was sleepwalking.
Reason told Qi Xueyi that it would have been best if He Jingtong had said nothing at that time, but emotionally Qi Xueyi felt that he did not trust He Jingtong enough.
If he trusted He Jingtong enough, then even if Fu Zexun was a teacher, when he suddenly learned a lot of information from He Jingtong, he would only deduce Fu Zexun's true colors from his previous memories of being with Fu Zexun without hesitation, instead of suspecting that He Jingtong was sleepwalking.
This is the difference in trust.
The result of this difference was that he and Jian Zirui came to rescue people, while He Jingtong stayed behind.
"I'm really curious about how you came back alive." Qi Xueyi said this with a trembling voice as he bandaged He Jingtong's not-too-serious wounds.
He Jingtong previously thought that he did not need to drag his broken leg when walking because there was no joint twisting.
However, the absence of joint twisting does not mean that there are no fractures in the ribs, shoulder blades, forearms, calves, etc.
He couldn't feel any pain, so he naturally didn't know that the tinnitus he had imagined might occur would actually occur once he turned off the pain-blocking function.
After Qi Xueyi bandaged all of He Jingtong's exposed wounds, he rudely pushed him onto An Lai's special recliner. Then he walked out of the door and carried An Lai, who had been lying on the ground for half a day, back into the house.
When An Lai woke up and learned about this, he not only did not blame Qi Xueyi, he was even glad that he had bandaged He Jingtong first.
Judging from He Jingtong's injury, compared to An Lai, whose coma is equivalent to sleeping, as long as the wound is treated a little later, it would be a real trouble if He Jingtong fell into a coma due to his injury.
Because no one knows when He Jingtong will wake up.
Let’s not focus on what happens later, and just talk about the present.
After taking care of the two old, weak and disabled people, Qi Xueyi touched He Jingtong's head before leaving to make sure he didn't have a fever. Then he said, "Leave Fu Zexun's affairs to Cui Tong. After all, he is also the director of teaching."
It would have been better if he didn't say this. Once he said it, He Jingtong remembered that Cui Tong at the moment might not be able to defeat Fu Zexun.
This information has been revealed before.
That is the scene where Fu Zexun controls the illusionary spirit and wants to seal An Lai's memory.
Now in school, Fu Zexun can mobilize a alien spirit, so who can guarantee that there is only one alien spirit under his control?
He Jingtong, who was lying on the recliner, suddenly changed his expression.
While Qi Xue was still confused, he quickly turned over and stood up from the recliner.
"You can't win. Fu Zexun has already created a finished product of the alien spirit that is worth showing off."
The supernatural beings have the ability to grow.
The one in the hospital was also in the process of growing up, but his future was cut off by He Jingtong. In the plot, Jiang Nan also had A-level abilities just after being transformed into a spirit. Later, the spirit Jiang Nan grew up again, and his S-level ability was able to do it. In one encounter, he could seriously injure a colleague of the same level as Cui Tong, leaving him unable to resist.
On the contrary, among the spirits that Fu Zexun had previously created using ordinary people, who can guarantee that there are no A-level spirits after they have grown up?
Cui Tong is certainly not afraid of the A-level spirit, but no one knows how many A-level spirits Fu Zexun has in his hands at the moment.
One and ten and a hundred are not the same thing.
He didn't kill himself because Fu Zexun cared about the finished product of the artificial psychic experiment, and he didn't kill An Lai because he still wanted to fight for this SSR, but Cui Tong——
He Jingtong couldn't guarantee that the head teacher, who worked overtime all day and had too much to do but was able to help classmates at critical moments and reduce the difficulty of Qi Xueyi's tasks, would not be targeted by Fu Zexun.
He Jingtong's thoughts flashed through his mind, and before Qi Xueyi's eyes could see clearly, He Jingtong had already walked several steps away from him.
"What do you mean?" Qi Xueyi asked urgently, but did not choose to intercept He Jingtong.
The main thing is that he knows that it is useless to resist.
He Jingtong, who has special information channels, has always held intelligence that Qi Xueyi has never known.
"Fu Zexun can control a large number of the alien spirits he created." He Jingtong said.
These words made Qi Xueyi's face turn ugly in an instant.
He gritted his teeth, but could only watch his severely injured teammate move. He even looked at He Jingtong with a timid look and said to him, "Don't jump from the third floor."
There is no other means of interception at all.
Because he didn't think he could stop Fu Zexun from attacking Cui Tong, but if it was He Jingtong, he was able to return safely from the siege of seven alien spirits, which might indirectly prove that He Jingtong, who decided to take action to stop Fu Zexun, possessed the decisive power.
perhaps……
He is really hypocritical.
Qi Xueyi gave a bitter smile, but he could only see He Jingtong's back as he rushed to the end of the corridor.
The corridor where he was still stank of the scent of the ointment on He Jingtong's body.
Later, Qi Xueyi also followed Fu Zexun's example and jumped over from the third floor.
At that time, the aura between Fu Zexun and Cui Tong, who were already confronting each other, continued to expand outward. The blue and orange collided with each other, entangled and intertwined in the air, compressing the living space of the other color force.
Jian Zirui, who was a little further away, did not want to waste her strength in such a contest of momentum. She gathered her red power, which symbolized humility, within a range of one centimeter outside her body, resisting the excessive soul power in the air to prevent the power of Cui Tong and Fu Zexun from squeezing her indiscriminately.
I wanted to join the battle to help, but now I am blocked by the force field...
The situation made Jian Zirui look unhappy, but when she saw Qi Xueyi jumping down from the third floor and running towards her quickly, Jian Zirui's eyes lit up.
Normally, Qi Xueyi is indeed famous as a healer, but in a real fight, his healing-oriented power, when used for attack, symbolizes corrosion and destruction of the force field, which is unique in nature.
If you can't get close to Fu Zexun, there is no possibility of fighting him.
But with Qi Xueyi, the situation is different.
Jian Zirui briefly explained her idea, but Qi Xueyi smiled bitterly and said, "We must have that opportunity too."
As soon as he finished speaking, He Jingtong rushed out from the stairs.
At the same time, the air around Fu Zexun, in the area covered by his orange power, seemed to be distorted by the environment caused by the leap of flames. After a few moments, a dozen humanoid monsters appeared in the same place.
The so-called humanoid refers to a creature that has the general outline of a human, but is obviously different from humans.
Thinking that these spirits were originally human beings, Cui Tong, who was already middle-aged, could no longer maintain his sanity.
Anger dyed his eyes red, and in an instant, He Jingtong, who stepped into the force field, clearly felt the sudden stiffness.
This is the effect brought about when Cui Tong's eye power is brought to its fullest.
It's like seeing through a person.
People will feel uncomfortable if someone keeps staring at their forehead while they are sleeping, let alone someone like Cui Tong who has taken the "gaze" feature of his eyes to the extreme.
When He Jingtong stood stiffly in place, Fu Zexun also felt the same feeling of stiffness.
The Dean of Studies has never been worthy of these four words.
In addition to possessing the qualities of an excellent teacher, Cui Tong was able to become the dean of studies because he was strong enough.
Fu Zexun felt a strange stiffness and before he could come to his senses, he realized that his body had left the place.
Cui Tong punched him directly in the abdomen.
The wind created by Cui Tong's quick movements blew He Jingtong's hair and left a clear footprint on the original concrete floor.
After Fu Zexun flew backwards, he was quickly supported by the alien spirits under his control.
The pain in his body finally caught up with his thoughts, and Fu Zexun's face was visibly distorted.
But he reacted quickly, leaving behind one alien spirit to assist him, while the other ten or so surrounded Cui Tong in the blink of an eye.
The alien spirit didn't look like a human at all, so Cui Tong took action without any hesitation.
But those spirits have different abilities, and they also have a high degree of tacit understanding among themselves, which is equivalent to the high degree of tacit understanding between Fu Zexun's left and right hands.
Since Cui Tong was surrounded by alien spirits, various attacks followed one after another. Not to mention targeting Fu Zexun who had a alien spirit beside him, even breaking through the encirclement of these alien spirits seemed extremely difficult.
He Jingtong and the other two naturally noticed this. Jian Zirui had already told Qi Xueyi her idea a long time ago. Now seeing that Lao Cui was trapped but also dragged along a large number of the opponent's younger brothers, Jian Zirui nudged Qi Xueyi with her elbow again. She signaled to him with her eyes that it was almost time to act.
Qi Xueyi glanced at He Jingtong.
Jian Zirui didn't understand. As a non-doctor, in her opinion, He Jingtong looked a bit like a mummy but his mobility was not restricted at all.
Jian Zirui blinked her eyes. Before she could figure out what Qi Xueyi meant by that look, she heard He Jingtong say, "If you have any ideas, just act on them."
"If possible, I hope he will be buried with those he has harmed." He Jingtong clenched his fists, and even the corners of his eyes were slightly red.
Jian Zirui felt inexplicably nervous, but then she discovered that Qi Xueyi on the other side had already rushed towards the direction where Fu Zexun was.
People have always tended to associate green power with healing, but when this power, carrying the effect of corrosion, rushed into the orange force field around Fu Zexun, Jian Zirui, who had first proposed it, immediately chose to pick up the peach wood sword and rushed forward along the "blank" created by Qi Xueyi's corrosion.
He Jingtong also did not hesitate. Ming Jiuguan was like half of his body. With just a thought, it appeared in his hands.
When Cui Tong saw this scene, his eyes widened.
He really wanted to roar at the three students, "What on earth do you have in your brains? How dare you fight Fu Zexun with your level of strength?"
Fu Zexun was not simply a person who had lived a dozen years longer than the students. His strength, experience, and even cruelty were not comparable to those three children.
But as soon as Cui Tong got anxious, he found himself at a disadvantage in the battle. The group of alien spirits that he had been able to resist steadily before, now found the loopholes in his actions and attacked him one after another like moths to a flame.
After a while, Cui Tong's body turned red.
Three students not far away were also having a hard time.
The alien spirit that was left behind replaced Fu Zexun's legs. At this time, Fu Zexun was like a mobile turret. He only needed to continuously exert force from a long distance, and the other three could only resist with difficulty.
The empty force field created by Qi Xueyi's force was soon filled with orange again.
"This won't work." Jian Zirui gritted her teeth, and eight talismans flew out from her sleeves, surrounding the three people and continuously resisting the orange force field that was invading them.
The talisman corresponding to the Eight Trigrams can be regarded as Jian Zirui's strongest magical skill at the time.
But even so, after the Bagua talisman appeared, the orange power could still follow the edge of the Bagua talisman and continue to approach the three people protected by the talisman.
“Nothing is impossible.” Qi Xueyi said, following the orange power that invaded from the Bagua Talisman Array, and was corroded by him again.
Jian Zirui was stunned for a moment before she said, "If I had known this would be possible, why would I be so scared?"
At this time, the Bagua Talisman Array became a purifier for Fu Zexun's orange force field.
The Bagua Talisman Array itself was not meant to block Fu Zexun's long-range attacks. Instead, it was Jian Zirui's swinging of the peach wood sword that was truly capable of blocking the orange bullets.
This formation is just to resist the erosion of the force field.
If I have to explain it in some reasonable words, it is that the force field created by Fu Zexun will continuously consume the opponent's mana bar.
Jian Zirui herself doesn't really care about the blue bar. As a melee fighter, it doesn't make sense for her to pay attention to it, but Qi Xueyi can't do that.
In order to prevent treatment, not only was he unable to play an excellent supporting role, he even hindered his team. It can be said that Jian Zirui tried very hard to protect Qi Xueyi.
Now, the Bagua Talisman Formation and Qi Xueyi formed a perfect combination, and Jian Zirui could easily block those long-range attacks against them...
Isn't this free?
All of He Jingtong's strength was emptied out.
"Can I trust you?" Jian Zirui did not ask whether He Jingtong could fight. When Lao Cui issued He Jingtong the C-level certificate, their simple confrontation match actually proved that He Jingtong was a very smart person.
"Yes." He Jingtong told Jian Zirui with a firm look.
Of course I can trust him. The power of lightning that has always been hidden and no one knows until now -
As long as he could get close to Fu Zexun and cause his brain to freeze for a moment, the alien spirits under his control and attacking Cui Tong would also stop reacting.
Liberating Cui Tong's combat power is one of the most important things at the moment.
Jian Zirui also thought so.
Although she was not clear about the strength of her teammates, Jian Zirui felt that as long as He Jingtong could play a repulsive role and interrupt Fu Zexun's control over the alien spirits, then they could free Lao Cui -
But what happened in reality was completely different from what Jian Zirui had imagined!
It doesn't even matter!
The talisman formation surrounded her. Jian Zirui dragged Qi Xueyi with one hand, allowing him to corrode the orange power that invaded the talisman formation with all his strength. With the other hand, she held a peach wood sword and kept approaching Fu Zexun who was launching a long-range attack.
When the distance between them was finally enough for He Jingtong to perform, he rushed forward with the famous Nine Passes.
The white force was surrounding the sword. Fu Zexun didn't want to kill the boy accidentally, so he felt really frustrated and could only keep dodging.
But who could have imagined that He Jingtong, who was also good at close combat, threw Ming Jiuguan from outside the five-meter safe distance that Fu Zexun thought, and a large amount of white lightning directly exploded from the blade.
At this time, Mingjiuguan in mid-air was about two meters away from Fu Zexun.
After the spherical lightning exploded, the whole world seemed to be covered in white.
The attacks that did not distinguish between friend and foe within the range made Jian Zirui feel paralysis in her calves for a time, but as the main target of the attacks, the one who suffered the most was Fu Zexun.
Fu Zexun never imagined that He Jingtong's awakened spiritualist characteristic would be thunder and lightning.
Although the characteristics of spiritualists are varied and all kinds of things, but...
But he couldn't understand it at all!
Because it was thunder and lightning.
It is lightning that is extremely unfriendly to men who know how to use their faces to gain advantage.
The white color dissipated, and when Ming Jiuguan fell from the air, He Jingtong quickly ran under the weapon, caught it in his hand, and held it again.
At this moment, Fu Zexun's hair turned black and his face turned as red as the bottom of a pot. Not only did his body become stiff, but his brain also stopped.
.
When Cui Tong broke through the encirclement of the alien spirits created by Carton, he saw He Jingtong holding the Nine Gates and piercing through the chest of the alien spirit that was moving with him. But at the same time, the extremely long ceremonial knife that needed to be held with both hands also pierced through Fu Zexun's shoulder blade.
Human blood splashed everywhere, and the spirits gradually turned into dust.
If it weren't for the alien spirit, which, after being freed from domination and control, still instinctively blocked for its master, the Nine Gates in He Jingtong's hand would have only penetrated Fu Zexun's heart.
A look of regret flashed across He Jingtong's eyes.
At that moment, He Jingtong really wanted to kill Fu Zexun.
But fate is so funny.
The action of the alien spirit to defend Fu Zexun when it was not controlled, and the feeling of Ming Jiuguan piercing through the alien spirit's chest made He Jingtong think of neither murder nor anything surprising, but just a "gaze" on fate without any emotional response.
How likely is it that this artificial spirit, which is like a chess piece and will not move unless controlled, just regarded Fu Zexun as an existence more important than its own life when it was alive, so after becoming a spirit, it still made such an act of sacrificing its life to protect him...
But how small must the probability be that it happened to be this strange spirit that was kept by Fu Zexun.
He Jingtong could only think of the so-called fate.
The "rule" requires He Wanchen to die so that He Jingtong can gain power. He Jingtong breaks the rule and uses his own protagonist characteristics as an anchor to reach the hospital ahead of time and make the spirit leave the floor where death was originally located, thus saving He Wanchen's life...
So what extent would he have to go to make Fu Zexun, who was supposed to die a long time later, die right now?
The conclusion is that it cannot be done.
Just treat it as a missed attack.
Despite what was going on deep inside, He Jingtong has already started trying to edit the fifth chapter of the comic.
He must, must show in the comics that Fu Zexun's luck is even more outrageous than having 10 SSRs in 10 consecutive years.
Fate favors the villain, how can the protagonist with the prophecy win?
He Jingtong chose to pass the famous nine levels and attacked Fu Zexun again.
But this time, Fu Zexun, who had already gotten rid of the control of lightning, obviously would not give He Jingtong the chance to hurt him again.
Fu Zexun didn't care that He Jingtong wanted to kill him. Instead, he was excited about it.
The undisguised murderous intent in He Jingtong's eyes made Fu Zexun feel sincerely satisfied.
Because this means that as long as Fu Zexun survives, the product of the artificial spiritualist's experiment will be like a fish, actively attracted by the bait.
——Even though He Jingtong really wanted to kill him.
"You can't kill me." Fu Zexun Si didn't pay any attention to the ashes-like substance left behind by the alien after its death. He just stared at He Jingtong with burning eyes.
He almost died, but in the end he was not in danger of death, which made Fu Zexun smile.
That smile was undisguisedly cunning and malicious, and He Jingtong felt his hair stand on end. But afterwards, the strange spirits that had originally besieged Cui Tong, completely disregarding their own lives, rushed towards the direction where Fu Zexun was at the fastest speed.
During this period, Cui Tong killed four alien spirits.
But despite this, the alien spirits that approached Fu Zexun still did it, and took him quickly to the outside of the academy.
"Stop him. If you let him run away, it will be harder to find him later than finding a needle in a haystack!"
In a world of 8 billion people, who knows where Fu Zexun will hide.
But Cui Tong's words did not motivate He Jingtong.
He Jingtong suddenly found that he seemed to have no strength left and couldn't even lift the Mingjiuguan.
Everything was spinning.
He Jingtong fell to his knees and fell forward.
He tilted his head and looked sideways at Fu Zexun who was quickly fleeing out of the academy. His eyelids blinked lightly, his vision became blurred, and finally he just closed his eyes weakly.
The setting sun shone on him, but then ruthlessly took back the last ray of light.
Qi Xueyi, whose entire blue bar was hollowed out, couldn't help but reveal a weak expression on his face. But even so, he still struggled to get closer to He Jingtong, who was weak and kneeling on the ground uncontrollably.
"Ah, ha!" Qi Xueyi made a meaningless sound. His professional knowledge made him very sure that He Jingtong had truly reached his limit.
It's not a broken bone, but He Jingtong's hands holding the knife are completely twisted.
That was an A-level spirit. Even if Ming Jiuguan was extremely powerful, He Jingtong, who had just obtained a C-level certificate, would not be able to fight against it under normal circumstances.
But he killed the opponent and even injured Fu Zexun——!