CHAPTER 87: CHAPTER 86: "DON’T COMPARE YOURSELF TO HIM

"Save me, please..." the girl’s voice persisted. She looked outside, where the young man seemed to be having a bit of trouble beating the teacher.

But after a bout of intense fighting, the young man outside successfully lured the teacher away and darted in, then swiftly and neatly closed the door behind him.

There was a loud "bang."

...He had locked the teacher out.

Yet it was not over. The sound of furniture being dragged echoed instantly; the young man, using some skill, broke the door lock and barricaded it with tables and chairs, completely blocking the teacher who was trying to unlock the door from outside.

The mad knocking continued outside, the young man took a breath, and then went over to check on the girl’s injuries on the ground.

"Are you okay?" he asked, examining the girl’s wounds. There were no serious injuries on her body, but numerous cuts and lacerations that continued to bleed, looking extremely horrific.

"I... It hurts so much..." The girl appeared quite young, with the look of a high school student.

Her name was Wang Zhenzhen, originally just an ordinary high school student who, out of youthful enthusiasm, decided to join the game, not expecting to face such a hellish world so soon.

There was a white light emanating from the young man’s hands, and the next moment, the wounds on the girl began to close up gradually.

Wang Zhenzhen’s furrowed brows relaxed, and she looked at the white light in the young man’s hands with amazement, "...You’re amazing to have such a powerful skill."

"Healing, it actually doesn’t have any offensive ability. If it wasn’t for the sense of crisis in the dormitory that felt as if it was suddenly drawn away by someone, I wouldn’t have run out in the middle of the night," the young man continued to heal as he spoke: "Given your situation, it’s better not to participate in the game. Hasn’t the United Group been calling on the forums for minors not to join the game?"

He was telling the truth.

Not long after the start of the Second World, the "United Group," formed by leaders from various countries, had issued a series of joint statements urging minors with undeveloped thoughts and mental faculties not to participate in the games, and for experienced adults with the capacity to try and join the fray, among other things.

There were also statements regarding the military, plans to form peacekeeping forces, restabilization efforts, and the maintenance of the basic order in an unstable Main God Space to ensure the stability of human society and environment. They hoped to re-establish the previous order within the Main God World as much as possible.

"I, although I’m a minor, also want to contribute..." Wang Zhenzhen lowered her head: "Though admittedly, I might be biting off more than I can chew... But the strongest player, who was only a year older than me, died, and I was encouraged by him..."

The young man knew whom she was referring to.

"That one’s not a normal person, don’t compare yourself to someone like him! If everyone were like him, humanity would have no future!" The young man saw her discouragement, continued his healing, and offered encouragement, "You’ve already done amazingly to get this far. If you’re really scared, it’s best to stay put. There will be taller people standing in front for you."

"Okay..." Wang Zhenzhen took a breath, her wounds still ached a bit, and she frowned, her voice wavering a little: "You don’t seem that much older than me... My name is Wang Zhenzhen, what’s your name?"

The banging from outside had gradually ceased, the teacher seemed to have left.

Xiao Xiao withdrew his hand: "I’m Xiao Xiao, used to sing at a bar... Your injuries are not good, and my healing ability is limited... I’ll check if there are any emergency supplies." He said this and moved towards a cabinet with the white light in his hand shining.

In the darkness everything was eerily quiet; the light in his hand guided him as he searched, until it rested upon a stack of ’5 Years of College Entrance Exams and 3 Years of Mock Tests’ on the counter.

His hand reached inside... until he touched a pile of Human Skin Masks sandwiched between the mock test books.

"Ahhh!" Wang Zhenzhen, sitting behind him, turned pale and let out an ear-piercing scream.

"Shh, shh..." Xiao Xiao tossed aside the Human Skin Mask, wiped his hands on the pages of the mock test books, and then tried to reassure her: "It’s alright, it’s just an instance world, nothing’s wrong, it’s not likely we’ll find a dead person here..."

He continued probing, eventually finding a handle, "creak" went the sound as he pulled open the cabinet.

He saw a creature with gloomy eyes and a human-shaped figure sitting inside the cabinet.

... silently staring at him.

"Ah!"

Xiao Xiao’s scream was even more piercing than Wang Zhenzhen’s.

Su Ming’an completely pushed open the cabinet door, disregarded Xiao Xiao’s terrified gaze, and jumped down from the cabinet.

"Continue," Su Ming’an said to him, "You seem to be very familiar with my theory."

Xiao Xiao suddenly realized something.

A large influx of viewers rushed into the live-streaming room, and although their identity information was blocked, he could guess who the person in front of him was.

"You, you’re not dead—!" Wang Zhenzhen was even more agitated, but she quickly realized she was right beside this person, and in fear, she covered her mouth and desperately shrank back a distance.

She realized that her and Xiao Xiao’s earlier actions might have been seen by hundreds of millions of viewers.

...Including right now.

"Su, Su Ming’an?" Xiao Xiao confirmed the other’s identity, "You’re not dead, then what is the First Guild doing? Why do they say you died..."

"Put out your light," said Su Ming’an, pointing to his hand, "At night there should be no light, your light is no exception, put it out."

The light naturally extinguished in his hand, but Xiao Xiao was still thinking about the topics on the forum, "Is there a conspiracy? A conspiracy against you? I’ve heard many people want to push Edward and the others into power..."

Su Ming’an walked over to Wang Zhenzhen and before the light went out, he glanced at the wound on her body; the wound on her face was strategically placed to look like a circular shape.

"Have you suffered some kind of persecution? I should have thought of that, why you suddenly disappeared from the scene, you always said you were the only Lighthouse, nothing like someone who would commit suicide for the sake of others..."

"You’re quite familiar with my theory?" Su Ming’an tilted his head.

"Yes, because every time I open the forum, it’s all posts about you..." Xiao Xiao’s words were cut short.

The person in front of him, amidst the darkness, was tilting his head, looking at him.

Even though he couldn’t clearly see his line of sight, he felt as if the gaze was scraping across his body like a blade.

"...That guy can’t be considered normal, don’t compare yourself to such people, if everyone was like him, humanity would have no future," Su Ming’an repeated his words, and then sat down in the corner, "Your insight is quite unique, I hope you’re right."

Xiao Xiao and Wang Zhenzhen clearly felt... this person seemed to be angry?

They were both surprised and a bit embarrassed, but seeing him sitting in the corner apparently resting with his eyes closed, Xiao Xiao continued to look for something that could stop the bleeding, but ultimately found nothing, luckily he ended up sitting down in the other corner pulling Wang Zhenzhen with him.

The barrage turned into knowing emperors:

[He’s angry, he’s angry, he’s angry!]

[Coming out of the cabinet, this is really awkward]

[Brother Ming’an is actually angry? Honestly, this is the first time I’ve seen him get angry amidst all the major events up to now]

[I don’t understand what my husband is angry about...]

[...Wake up, sleepwalker, achieve a Perfect Pass before you dream]

[Brother Ming’an is probably angry about the word ’future’... although I don’t quite understand either, let’s see if any Lighthouse experts can weigh in...]

[...]

The silence among the three continued for a while, during which only Wang Zhenzhen’s suppressed sobbing could be heard.

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