When system cheat becomes rampant!-Chapter 1374 - 877: The Grand Finale
Countless voices intertwined around his ears.
Chattering, extremely chaotic.
So noisy!
Too noisy to sleep.
Even in death, can’t one have a peaceful rest!
Xiang Beifei thought impatiently.
But soon, he found it strange.
Is this what death feels like?
Why can he still hear voices?
He opened his eyes.
It was completely dark before his eyes.
He couldn’t see anything.
Yet all sorts of sounds surrounded him.
Xiang Beifei listened carefully to these voices, trying to identify who was disturbing his rest.
But the sounds were too jumbled, as if countless people were talking, various voices overlapping at once, making it impossible for him to hear clearly.
He struggled to distinguish those voices, and gradually, he seemed able to make them out.
"You can’t keep being so timid and hesitant. If we end up in different universities, who’s going to stand up for you! I’m worried about you already; without me to protect you, who knows how you’d be bullied in college!"
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"My dad wants me to be a ’protector of the grass,’ making sure you, this little blade, doesn’t get trampled."
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"Wearing this Azure Light Armor will help you withstand two mid-level Qi-Controlling attacks, offering a month of protection. If the person who attacks you is the same as the one I’m currently searching for, you must be cautious."
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"I won’t drag you into this mess. If something happens..."
"I’ll shoulder all the responsibilities myself."
"But—"
"What else can we do? Watch you ruin your future?"
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"Aren’t you our caretaker? If you can’t cook, why are you following us? Are we supposed to starve in this wilderness?"
"He’s a junior disciple, a naive junior! A silly one to protect, don’t be too harsh! Stay calm! Stay calm! There are other students around, don’t lose your composure."
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"You’re not ready. Go back! Stay on the continent of Jiuzhou, where you can be safe without worries, rather than facing such ambiguous danger."
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"Very important, someone I would protect with my life, I’m sure of it. I only remember feeling guilty for leaving him, like I unwillingly abandoned him, and his voice is still in my head, maybe of a child. I want to make amends, to tell him some things."
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"So, future versions of you, you intend to die in my place, sacrifice your lives for my safety?"
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All the noisy voices kept flooding Xiang Beifei’s mind.
Gradually, he heard it clearly.
Many people were thinking of protecting him.
It turned out, he wasn’t the only one protecting others; those people were also protecting him in their own ways.
He suddenly realized that being protected felt reassuring.
In the darkness, Xiang Beifei listened to these voices, familiar faces flashing through his mind.
The sounds gradually condensed into a beam of light in the darkness, a distant light like dawn breaking in the night, radiating hope.
Xiang Beifei strained toward that beam of light.
This journey was difficult because he couldn’t feel his body; there was no concept of hands or feet, no flow of spiritual power, not even knowing in what form he existed.
If he had to describe it, he felt like he was nothing but a pure thought, drifting aimlessly in empty darkness, unable to control direction.
But Xiang Beifei wanted to see what that light was, so he diligently drifted towards it, eventually seeing a golden lotus flower in the dawn.
The voices came from this golden lotus flower.
Xiang Beifei gazed at the lotus in surprise.
He remembered what the lotus was.
The golden lotus emitted a dazzling light, all the familiar voices seemed to be in this light, and he wanted to see clearly; he worked his way into the light...
Thud!
A dull sound!
"Ouch!"
Xiang Beifei clutched his forehead in pain.
He could feel his body now, his spiritual power, his soul, and the pain from hitting his head.
Yet it was still pitch black in front of him; he couldn’t see where he was.
"Damn it."
Xiang Beifei rubbed his forehead, then pushed upward; above him was a wooden board, which he had just banged his head against.
Feeling around in the dark, he discovered he was surrounded by wooden boards on all sides.
"Is this a coffin?"
Xiang Beifei froze for a moment.
He knocked on the coffin board; it loosened, and with effort, he pushed it open, and the coffin lid fell away with a clatter!
He immediately sat up.
What met his eyes was a slightly dim hall, with ancient-style beams and a few oil lamps floating overhead, lingering with a faint osmanthus fragrance, wooden tables arranged around, with chopstick cylinders on them, resembling an inn.
It seemed familiar.
No, it was extremely familiar!
Xiang Beifei suddenly understood where he was.
He sprang out of the coffin, landed on the floor, and turned around.
"It really is this lousy coffin!"
Xiang Beifei was surprised, put the coffin lid back on, examined it closely, and sure enough, it was the same pitch-black coffin!
The coffin in Kongcheng!
Xiang Beifei remembered clearly, when he first arrived at the Edge Corner Airspace, he had stumbled into Kongcheng, then saw this coffin that always followed him wherever he went, and he almost smashed it back then.
