Chapitre 9: Chapter 4 He's Here to Wreak Havoc!
Wu Xiaode glanced at the badge in his hand—
This badge could be used to prove identity, so that the person being saved wouldn't resist his help too much.
As for this matter, in simple terms, it was a situation where a boy at school got jealous and fought over it with someone, and then an accident happened, and he died.
His task was to find a way to prevent this incident, take over the dangerous situation, and ensure the boy survived.
As for the location...
It was indeed very close!
Then, two lines of brand-new ice crystal letters silently emerged:
"Special reminder: Please arrive at the Capital University's South Campus sports field promptly at 8:30 PM."
"If you're late, that person will die, and the mission will fail!"
Wu Xiaode stood up and dashed outside.
He was about to leave home when he suddenly stopped in the living room and looked at the black and white photo on the wall.
The man and woman in the black and white photo were both dressed in military uniforms, their gazes warm and filled with smiles, as if they were looking at Wu Xiaode.
Wu Xiaode quietly looked at this black and white photo, recalling those distant childhood days.
Those days seemed as if they were just yesterday, but they had already settled into memory, becoming a blur, only resurfacing with clarity when he made the effort to recall them, making him once again feel the loneliness and helplessness.
—It had been too long.
He looked at the two people in the black and white photo and whispered softly, "Dad, Mom... please bless me..."
All around was silent.
The couple in the black and white photo continued smiling at him, seemingly unaware of the difficulties he faced, still wanting to encourage him.
Wu Xiaode pushed open the door and left home.
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Capital University.
South Campus sports field.
The night had already enveloped the sky.
But in this darkness, there was a sea of light on the sports field.
Someone had set up a large number of glowing electronic candles that formed a heart shape, flickering with hazy light.
Everywhere were flowers.
A nerdy-looking boy holding a huge bouquet of roses adjusted the black frames on his nose, waiting for the news full of confidence.
"Here she comes, here she comes."
Someone shouted.
The crowd stirred and quickly cleared a path.
The boy immediately smiled.
His name was Zhao Junyu.
Today, he would confess to the school beauty, Sun Mingyue, in front of everyone.
The preparation was indeed a bit grand.
But—
If you don't do something crazy while you're young, do you wait until you're old to regret it?
Thinking of this.
The tension in Zhao Junyu's heart faded a lot.
Suddenly.
A burst of louder laughter and chatter erupted.
What happened?
Zhao Junyu looked into the crowd and saw Sun Mingyue and a handsome, tall boy coming hand in hand.
"Sun Mingyue, why are you holding hands with Li Zheng!"
Zhao Junyu said with a change of color.
The girl named Sun Mingyue stepped back and hid behind the tall, handsome boy.
Zhao Junyu wanted to say something.
But the tall, handsome boy had already narrowed his eyes and sneered, as if waiting for Zhao Junyu's words.
Zhao Junyu hesitated and said, "Actually, if it's like this, you didn't have to come, but you still came."
Sun Mingyue widened her eyes, looking innocent.
"What exactly do you want to say to her?" the tall, handsome boy said.
Zhao Junyu looked at the flowers in his hand.
To speak, or not to speak?
If he didn't, he would never have a chance again.
After all, everything on campus might still be pure.
Once you step into society, everyone wears a mask, and the social classes naturally drift apart.
So—
Speak?
Zhao Junyu raised the bouquet of roses in his hand, gathered his emotions, and prepared to speak.
But things didn't go as planned.
Because—
From not far away, someone let out a loud shout:
"Wait a minute!"
Even before the shout had died away, the person had already rushed into the sea of flowers on the sports field and stood beside Zhao Junyu.
Wu Xiaode!
Before Zhao Junyu could say anything, Wu Xiaode snatched the ninety-nine roses from his hand and announced loudly, "Fellow students, the one confessing today is not him, but me!"
The crowd went silent.
—Was there such a thing as a last-minute switch in a public confession?
Zhao Junyu's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but Wu Xiaode had already leaned in, blocking everyone's view and whispered:
"Don't make trouble."
Under Zhao Junyu's gaze, the pale yellow badge in his hand flashed by.
Zhao Junyu's face instantly changed.
He became wary and stepped back several steps, his hand slipping into his pocket and pressing something.
Very cooperative indeed.
Wu Xiaode silently praised in his mind.
—With this kind of vigilance, things were going to be much easier!
The hardest was dealing with those who, despite seeing the token, still quibble, insisting on making a fuss and refusing to back down, ruining everything.
Wu Xiaode took a few breaths to steady himself, then slowly turned around, and holding the ninety-nine roses, walked towards Sun Mingyue.
The noise around gradually picked up again.
After all, everyone was there to watch the excitement. Although there was a hiccup and a change of person, the act of confessing in public hadn't changed.
Sun Mingyue looked Wu Xiaode up and down from head to toe, then from toe to head, her face showing thick confusion.
"Who is this person? Wasn't it Zhao Junyu who was going to confess to you?" the tall boy asked.
"I don't know— I only know Zhao Junyu, I don't know this person." Sun Mingyue said quietly.
The tall boy stared intently at Wu Xiaode, then glanced at Zhao Junyu, who was quiet as a cicada in winter, and his brow furrowed.
Wu Xiaode, while walking towards the two, glanced at the Black Book in mid-air.
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According to the hints he had received, if he successfully took on the consequences for that boy named Zhao Junyu, there should have been a "task completed" notification.
However, up until this moment—
Not a single notification character had appeared on the Book of the Dead.
That meant he had not completed the task.
Why?
He had already snatched away the ninety-nine roses and was about to confess to Zhao Junyu.
Why was he still in a dangerous life-and-death situation?
"In front of everyone here today, I want to speak my truth,"
Wu Xiaode said loudly while holding the flowers in both hands.
What's a declaration of love in public if he was going to fight a giant in seven days?
These amorous feelings seem so trivial, fragile, and vulnerable in the face of the terror of life and death.
Wu Xiaode stared at Sun Mingyue, only to find her listening intently with great interest, her eyes constantly shifting.
—Perhaps for someone like the school beauty, the fact that Zhao Junyu liked her was something she had known all along.
Now there is a strange boy stealing the limelight, stepping up to confess.
Isn't that even more interesting?
In fact, this was exactly what Sun Mingyue was thinking—
Zhao Junyu wasn't bad, but how could he compare to the handsomeness of this boy holding flowers?
Being confessed to by a good-looking stranger, Sun Mingyue did feel somewhat pleased and secretly delighted deep down.
A subtle smile formed on the corners of her mouth.
The tall boy immediately noticed it.
His face gradually darkened, and his expression became more violent.
The surrounding noise, whistles, and shouts began to rise, as if they couldn't wait to see the confession completed.
But Wu Xiaode's mood was getting worse.
The Black Book floated in midair, absolutely still.
—It still wasn't working.
The task was still incomplete.
Where exactly was the issue?
Wu Xiaode's eyes gradually shifted from Sun Mingyue to the tall boy, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.
That's right!
The crux of everything was this boy!
If Zhao Junyu was to be killed today, it must be due to a conflict during the confession.
Who would have a conflict with him?
Obviously, it was this young man next to the school beauty.
That was the key to the problem!
Wu Xiaode's eyes sharpened, and countless thoughts spun through his mind quickly.
—What to do?
Even though Zhao Junyu had lost the chance to confess, the other party clearly regarded him and Zhao Junyu as being together.
What could completely extricate Zhao Junyu from this matter?
Wu Xiaode pondered rapidly in his mind.
Meanwhile, the chanting around him was growing louder.
The onlooking students began to shout loudly: "Confess! Confess! Confess!"
Wu Xiaode knew he couldn't delay any longer.
His eyes moved slightly, as if he had figured something out, and his face broke into a fitting smile as he quickly stepped forward.
Under the eyes of all.
Wu Xiaode, holding the ninety-nine roses, slowly approached Sun Mingyue.
Sun Mingyue showed a demure expression, tilting her head slightly and saying, "Oh, why bother."
She was ready!
Cheers erupted all around.
But at the next moment, when Wu Xiaode raised the ninety-nine roses—
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
Zhao Junyu was stunned.
Sun Mingyue was stunned.
The tall boy looked bewildered and at a loss. He opened his mouth as if to say something but was unable to utter a word.
"For you," Wu Xiaode said with a smile.
But no one responded to him.
All the onlookers wore blank expressions, gazing at the scene before them with an uncomprehending look—
That's right.
Wu Xiaode had presented the ninety-nine roses to the tall boy!
—From this moment on, the whole affair had nothing to do with Zhao Junyu.
After all, Zhao Junyu's affection was for the school beauty, Sun Mingyue, and this confession had now become entirely irrelevant to both Zhao Junyu and Sun Mingyue.
The main characters became Wu Xiaode and the tall boy!
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
People began to react.
A tremendous uproar erupted across the field, like a tidal wave.
This clamor gradually turned into laughter, spreading like waves from the field to envelop the entire school.
—Wu Xiaode had created an explosive scene!
The tall boy finally reacted, clenching his fist and saying, "You're courting death..."
A sense of intense danger suddenly surged in Wu Xiaode's heart.
But the next second, with a loud "clang," three dazzling stars emerged above Wu Xiaode's head.
No one else could see this, but Wu Xiaode saw it all very clearly.
Rows of small letters exuding the chill of ice and frost rapidly emerged before his eyes:
"Congratulations, you have completed the task!"
"You have earned the admiration of the other party's ancestral spirit!"
"Admiration Level: Three stars (the highest rating for the current task)."
"The ancestral spirit has bestowed upon you three points of Soul Power."
"Current Soul Power Value: 3/3."
"Soul Power is the purest source of power within all beings, which can be used to execute any technique."
"You have awakened Soul Power, stepping beyond the realm of mortals, and have become a professional!"
"Because you have completed a task, you have earned the right to post a task on the 'Wish Wall'!"
"Furthermore, because the admiration level reached three stars, you have received an additional token of gratitude from the ancestral spirit."
"Please wait for a moment."
"The ancestral spirit will convey the additional token of gratitude to you through the Book of the Dead!"
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