Chapter 53 Wild Cat
When the teacher from the opposite school looked confused, as if he knew some key things but didn't fully understand them, An Lai and Cui Tong looked at each other and tacitly sent him out of the office.
Afterwards, several teachers from Elite College gathered in An Lai's office again.
But this time, An Lai brought the matter directly to the surface.
"Jing Yunsong was knocked unconscious because He Jingtong wanted to prevent the emergence of certain entities that might endanger everyone. It was precisely because that entity did not appear that Fu Zexun chose to leave directly afterwards." An Lai took another deep breath.
"That existence cannot be the 'guy' that we vaguely saw at the moment. It will threaten everyone. Since it is in Fu Zexun's control, it is easy to understand."
"The things he holds that can threaten everyone are definitely not those wanted criminals. The only power he holds that can threaten others, besides himself, is those spirits."
"42 A-level spirits." An Lai suddenly smiled. That smile did not have any meaning of laughter, but only hatred. He also said with hatred, "The existence above the A-level spirits is the real purpose of his action this time."
At this moment, everyone's faces turned ugly.
They recalled what happened during the battle.
At that time, his desire to protect his students was so strong that even though he sensed abnormal power fluctuations, he simply thought that there were too many A-level spirits in this place.
This is an event that will be recorded in the annals of spiritualist history.
42 A-level spirits. If the teachers from the rival school hadn’t been there, whether it was the 60 students participating in the two leagues or the third-year students who came to support them later…
If these nearly one hundred children were to face 42 A-level spirits, what they would face would be a one-sided massacre.
This thought made the teachers ignore that feeling, but when they recalled it now, they found that there were already traces of everything.
"Of course, it's not just that." An Lai raised the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't even muster a complete smile.
"Then what else?" Jing Yunsong looked confused.
After combining various intelligence, they also figured out the fact that Fu Zexun wanted to create an S-level spirit.
Assuming that this is the ultimate purpose of his action this time, then forcing He Jingtong to approach him or the so-called killing of Tan Dong are just so-called extras.
"I think everyone should understand that Fu Zexun's idea of creating an S-level spirit was unsuccessful." An Lai clenched his fists when he said this.
He had too much on his mind.
He was thinking that there was actually no need for him to say anything, and he could even take the initiative to mislead the situation into saying that Fu Zexun left not because his goal was achieved, but because his goal failed.
But An Lai couldn't do it.
It is impossible to hide this information when Fu Zexun already knows that An Lai is the prophet.
Yes, that’s right, He Jingtong did not die this time.
It was also true that Fu Zexun still had an indescribable and strange desire to get He Jingtong, and even calculated it to such a detailed degree that even their teachers, who had never met He Yunian, could take it into consideration...
But who can guarantee that He Jingtong will always be the He Jingtong of today?
Fu Zexun can go to such lengths to get He Jingtong, so if one day he really gets her, what crazy things will he do to her?
An Lai didn't want to think.
He was scared.
Qi Xueyi pieced together the information from various people and directed his attack on He Jingtong, which scared An Lai.
He was afraid that everyone had unknowingly forced He Jingtong to Fu Zexun's side.
An Lai's eyes turned red in an instant, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent towards Fu Zexun.
But at the same time, he also said: "I can't accept that one day, everyone thinks that pushing He Jingtong to Fu Zexun is a matter of course."
"What?" Tan Dong asked blankly. She was just thinking vaguely about from what angle Fu Zexun's statement of creating an S-level spirit was completely confirmed.
In addition, Tan Dong was also wondering how He Jingtong knew that interrupting Jing Yunsong's actions would prevent the birth of S-level aliens.
Just now, seeing that An Lai seemed to want to continue talking, Tan Dong wondered if he knew something else, but until now he suddenly said something inexplicable.
"I said, I can't accept that even though Fu Zexun has confirmed that He Jingtong is the prophet, you don't even know what he has done for you."
Every word is heart-wrenching.
These words were like thunder, striking heavily into everyone's heart.
Cui Tong, who was originally sitting on the sofa, was so shocked that he stood up: "What did you say?!"
Cui Tong certainly knew that An Lai would not tell lies, nor would he make so-called jokes at a time like this.
The Dean of Studies also understood that An Lai must have some basis for saying this.
But he still questioned it. In just four words, he was filled with complex emotions, unwillingness to believe, and...
I can't believe it.
"He Jingtong is the prophet." An Lai finally said it out. This was a secret he had kept for some time.
"But there is no reason." Jing Yunsong's mind was blown, and he spoke hurriedly, and he couldn't even figure out what he was saying.
"He Jingtong's ability tends to be characterized by lightning. Not only does lightning make him much faster than his classmates, it also allows him to attach this power to his weapons, making for even more powerful attacks..."
Jing Yunsong hoped to gain approval and said, "Cui Tong should know better than me. On the day when Fu Zexun left the academy, the incident was written into a report. The document clearly stated that He Jingtong had used lightning to shock Fu Zexun's head to the point of exploding..."
"Have you seen the earlier documents?" An Lai turned on the computer indifferently and pointed at the entertainment company incident report displayed on the computer. "This company, even though there was no problem with the power system, the entire building had a power outage."
"You know, after He Jingtong came back from the entertainment company, the wounds on his hands were so deep that you could see the bones? Those marks looked like burns... You should all understand what burns are. When a mountain is burned by fire, many people are burned."
These words left Jing Yunsong unable to find any words to refute.
"But why? If he is the prophet, then why didn't he say it?" Mr. Xi was referring to the fact that more than one person had expressed the possibility that Tan Dong might die.
The source of this matter was He Jingtong, and Mr. Lu Xi also confirmed this.
But Jun Xi thought he was just asking a question, but then he was suddenly bombarded by An Lai.
"Then why don't you think about what kind of environment the prophet will be placed in?"
An Lai's sharpness was directed at Cui Tong again: "Cui Tong should understand better than me. At least if Qi Xueyi hadn't said it himself, even I, who manages a lot of intelligence, wouldn't have known about it."
Jing Yunsong and Tan Dong were both confused. They didn't understand why Qi Xueyi was involved.
Cui Tong suddenly understood.
I realized that He Jingtong’s prophecy had come true, and I saw myself being imprisoned.
Cui Tong suddenly started talking, words that the other three people did not understand.
"But even if you are imprisoned in the academy like you, He Jingtong can tell us what will happen next. Whether it is to rescue Tan Dong or to stop Fu Zexun from creating an S-level spirit..."
An Lai, who had stood up, sneered when he heard this and sat down on the chair in front of the computer.
He looked at the computer and let the cold block characters be engraved into his heart.
Then, in a tone so slow that it sounded like a sigh, he said indifferently: "What do you regard prophecy as? An ability that can clearly see all the trajectories of the future as long as you actively prophesy?"
"That is not a prophecy, that is a predetermined vision of the future that only God has."
"What He Jingtong saw was only the fact that Tan Dong would die in his arms."
"That's impossible." Tan Dong's face was filled with a stunned look, "I'm not familiar with He Jingtong..."
"Then do you think Pei Lin and Shang Tingqi are familiar with He Jingtong?" An Lai perhaps felt that he had already revealed the key information and was too lazy to hide it anymore.
The names of the graduates that they had taught also came to the ears of several people.
"He Jingtong saw that Jiang Nan would die." These words were said by Lu Xijun.
After all, he was the student he taught. After learning about Jiang Nan's death, Xijun investigated more than once to find out why Jiang Nan had suffered those things.
In the end, everything can only be attributed to Fu Zexun's evil deeds.
"That was the first time He Jingtong tried to resist fate." An Lai's eyes were filled with fatigue.
"The fate that He Jingtong saw was too complicated, but in the final analysis, it was just what he could see. It was like he saw what he would encounter if he chose to expose his ability to predict."
"He tried to rescue Jiang Nan alone. When Pei Lin and Shang Tingqi grabbed his collar and questioned him, I could only see through the surveillance that He Jingtong did not resist or make any excuses."
It was as if An Lai was telling a story that had nothing to do with him, but the premise was to ignore the fingernails that had already been completely pierced into his palms.
His nails are always neatly trimmed.
"I later learned that if He Jingtong hadn't killed Jiang Nan, who was about to completely transform into a spirit, 106 people would have died in that mall."
"He knew Pei Lin and Shang Tingqi, even though that was something I would never understand, a future that he had already denied."
"All I can guess is that Jiang Nan will still die, but in the possibility that He Jingtong did not interfere, Shang Tingqi and Pei Lin are seniors who have a very good relationship with He Jingtong."
"And at that moment, He Jingtong failed to resist fate, and Jiang Nan died. His desperate efforts to resist fate were like a ball of yarn being played with by the wild cat of fate. Not only did it not bring good results, but it also made him the enemy of Pei Lin and Shang Tingqi..."
Every time he spoke a word, An Lai felt as if his heart was being cut.
Obviously, he had just "slandered" me at the beginning as a caveman who couldn't play games, and he even sent me a message with a little revenge, saying something like "don't spread rumors..."
"I may never see He Jingtong at that time again." An Lai tightly pinched the clothes on his chest, allowing the red color of his palms to create dots of red plum blossoms on the white shirt.
"I...maybe that's the case too." Tan Dong lowered her head, and others couldn't see her expression.
She said, "When He Jingtong told me that I would die, I wondered if he was joking. Maybe he was telling the truth, and I should believe that my students would not lie. But at that time, my mentality was that everyone will die, even me."
"Maybe in some future possibility that I don't know, he and I are friends." Tan Dong raised his head, "But now it is destined that the possibility will not become a reality, and I, perhaps, survived because of this."
"I don't know to what extent I have to resist fate, but from the moment I choose to resist, perhaps everything will become different, so that the final result will also be different." Tan Dong thought of He Jingtong who was looking at him in the corridor between the teaching buildings.
There was an emotion in the boy's eyes that she could never understand at that time.
But even if she could understand it at the time, Tan Dong didn't have the courage to try to get acquainted with He Jingtong again.
Tan Dong murmured, "Otherwise, who can be sure that the people whose fate has been changed will not return to their original fate..."
Adults always think more. Tan Dong was thinking that if he chose to be friends with He Jingtong again regardless of everything, then He Jingtong might have to face the scene where his friend, who had already escaped the fate of death, died again in his arms.
"Prophecy..." What Tan Dong could think of, others could also think of.
Cui Tong also thought of the thing that seemed particularly strange to him: "Qi Xueyi suddenly invited my wife to the academy. Maybe it was He Jingtong's guidance."
"In the possibility that He Jingtong saw regarding my wife, did it clearly reveal that my wife died because of Fu Zexun..."
"I don't know." An Lai coughed heavily, and a strange bloody feeling echoed in his throat. An Lai suddenly thought that people would really have hallucinations when they were in extreme pain.
"I only know that the original me would also die at the hands of Fu Zexun." Speaking of which, An Lai was the doomed person who was "first" rescued by He Jingtong.
"But now, Fu Zexun also knows that He Jingtong has this ability." Lu Xijun repeated what An Lai had said before.
"What if something happens?" Jing Yunsong didn't want to accept it.
“That’s all.”
There is no such thing as a chance.
In this office, the only people I have never met are Lu Xijun and He Jingtong.
At this time, he was able to maintain, I don't know whether to say calm or cruel, an attitude, to speak out the facts that An Lai no longer had the heart to say: "Not only the students, I think as a teacher, I can't understand where He Jingtong got the information from to learn about Fu Zexun."
"Based on the facts at the time, Fu Zexun has been trying to avoid letting He Yunian understand how dangerous he is."
It was impossible for He Jingtong to find out what happened to Fu Zexun through his grandfather's channels.
"Eliminate the impossible, and whatever remains, no matter how incredible it may be, will be the fact."!