Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 117: All these are for me - the magnetic field rotates, it’s done!
His black hair was soaked with rain and stuck to his torn red skin. His pure white lining and trousers were torn into scattered strips.

The noble and comfortable demeanor of the past is no longer there.

Just being alive is already giving everything.

——That woman is playing with herself.

Shirakawa Waka looked at that extremely happy face, supported her body with her long sword, and breathed heavily.

This is an unquestionable fact.

Otherwise, I would have died at the door of the hospital long ago.

Ravna was very strong... ah, very strong. Even though they were both at the fifth level, there was a fundamental gap between her and himself and those Crown Guard captains.

But you actually want to play with me and treat me as a piece of trash that can be easily slaughtered...

Baichuan Ruoxia felt two equally expectant gazes behind her, one was weak and the other was even more erratic than the previous one, as if it was already dead.

She swallowed the iron taste and blood in her mouth, holding the sword in one hand and posing in a very standard mid-section stance.

——You will pay the price for this.

Because I am different from those mediocre guys.

pat.

pat.

It was still raining heavily, but Ravna's footsteps gently stepping into the water exploded like thunder in Shirakawa Ruoxia's ears.

Shirakawa Wakaha locked her eyes.

So everything else becomes unimportant.

Whether it was the heavy rain, the hustle and bustle of the crowd, or the Corona Guards who came from afar one after another, or even Millie who was gradually dying, and someone farther away who was unwilling to be taken away by the god of death and was stubbornly staying in this world, they were all ignored and forgotten by her.

——Ravna needed her to give her all to have a slight chance of defeating him.

As time passed, Shirakawa Waka even forgot about herself.

Subjective acceleration unconsciously tortured her brain and optic nerves with maximum power. Her sixth sense was constantly stimulating every tendon of hers like a needle. Element manipulation was arranged around her like instinct, and subtle electric currents flowed through everything of her like water.

She heard Ravna laugh and ask, "What's your name? You're really good at fighting."

"Shirakawa Waka."

she heard herself say.

"Shirakawa Wakaka, ah yes, Shirakawa Wakaka... the fifteen-year-old contemporary swordsman, the only person in the Sun City who deserves this title in the past hundred years."

Ravna waved her hand to repel the Corona Guards who wanted to take action, and looked at Shirakawa Ruoxia, whose body was gradually weakening, and said in a pretentious tone,

"So, do you want to switch to Gospel Technology and become my subordinate?"

She felt herself stunned.

"——Don't rush to refuse."

"Ms. Ravna..."

A Corona Guard walked up to her and spoke hesitantly, trying to stop her from recruiting people at the last minute.

Snapped.

"Shut up."

Ravna threw away the red and white object in her hand and continued to say to Shirakawa Ruoxia with a smile: "I will give you all the resources you need for promotion and let you do whatever you want."

"Whether you want to become a sixth-level psychic and a sixth-time genetic awakener and then install prosthetics all over your body, or you want to burn down the Sun City, it's all possible."

Ravna's tone was full of temptation: "You can do whatever you want."

"—as long as you can bear the cost that follows."

"But I think with your talent, it won't be difficult to defeat or even kill me then."

"You may wonder why I made such a choice, but the answer is actually very simple - I saw your value, Shirakawa Waka."

"——You are worth the price I pay."

She stretched out her hand to Baichuan Ruoxia from a distance of dozens of meters: "Why, is this a sincere proposal for cooperation?"

It is true.

Baichuan Ruoxia's sixth sense told her that there was not a single falsehood or ambiguous word in Ravna's words.

She is full of sincerity.

The best option is to surrender now to avoid death, and then kill all these enemies after being promoted to the sixth level.

——This is the way to survival with a 100% success rate.

Yes, definitely.

"So, can Millie survive?"

she heard herself ask.

"Are you talking about the little girl behind you?" Ravna glanced at her and waved her hand. "She's not an important character, so of course she can live. As long as you agree, the top-notch temporary battlefield medical center will be set up next to her in the next moment."

This couldn't be better, Millie didn't have to rely on luck to decide whether she could survive... This way the promise was fulfilled.

"Does the matter of Renhe Group have anything to do with you?"

She heard herself murmuring in a hoarse voice again.

"no."

Ravna shook her head. "I'm not that bored to the point of going to such lengths to touch a bunch of insignificant guys and having to finish it before you can get back."

It still wasn't her doing.

In this way, Baichuan Ruoxia no longer had any reason to confront Ravna - even though she almost killed her just now.

For Shirakawa Wakaka, such a small matter as brushing shoulders with death is already commonplace, so Shirakawa Wakaka is not angry about it, and even thinks it is justified.

So, surrender?

Her almost stagnant thoughts turned.

Baichuan Ruoxia said: Surrender, surrender, surrender, surrender, surrender, surrender, surrender, surrender, surrender, surrender, surrender...

Baichuan Ruoxia said: There is no better choice than this, let her save Millie now and fulfill her promise.

Shirakawa Wakaka said: What are you still hesitating about? She recruited me because of my value, and I cherish my life and choose to let go. This is the world of adults!

Shirakawa Wakaka said: ...

Shirakawa Wakaka said: ...

But there are more important things to do now than surrendering and fighting this corporate dog.

——This thought drove her to take action.

She dropped her sword blankly, and walked towards the ruins of the former Renhe Group under Ravna's satisfied eyes.

The fire in the building had been put out by the heavy rain, and the smell of blood, flesh, wood, and various kinds of charcoal mixed together was really daunting.

But this meant nothing to her.

Passing through the thick white smoke and rain, she came to a relatively open space.

There were only a few charred remains of fallen giant trees and a vague yet familiar figure.

In the silence, she heard someone murmur: "Ruoxia...is that you..."

She came closer.

Then I saw the woman who was unwilling to close her eyes despite the rain, and the black and white fabrics on her body that were already sticky together.

——She was the maid who would pour tea for her every day, massage her shoulders, listen to her troubles quietly, and then gently rest her head on her lap.

——It was Chiyoko Uesugi who would always stand behind her and support her no matter what.

Chiyoko lay on the ground helplessly, her messy hair clinging to her pale face, her lower body pressed by the hot wood, her blood had been roasted dry. She was an ordinary person who had not undergone extensive transformation and genetic awakening.

So with such injuries, Chiyo should have died long ago.

But Chiyoko didn't. She still stayed in this gray world and didn't want to leave, as if she was still waiting for someone to come.

She carefully held up the cold hand, just as carefully as Chiyoko had extended her hand to her many years ago.

"It's me, Chiyoko..."

She closed her eyes and kissed the cold back of her hand with some sadness: "Sorry, I'm late."

But Chiyoko did not answer her, her eyes gradually lost focus, and she just said softly,

"They originally wanted to recruit me and use me as a bargaining chip to threaten you... I refused. Isn't that impressive..."

"Ah."

"I feel like I'm about to die. Next time, remember to talk to someone and don't keep everything to yourself..."

"Ah."

"call……"

"Then I'll trouble you to walk alone for the rest of the time... I really can't walk much anymore..."

"it is good."

She said goodbye softly, "Good night, Chiyoko."

"..."

"..."

"Shirakawa Wakaka... Shirakawa Wakaka!"

At the friend's last call, Baichuan Ruoxia suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes became clear and bright.

Those monotonous thoughts that only left killing, the ever-increasing emotions of anger and sadness, and what she had seen and heard in the past fifteen years as Shirakawa Wakaka, the rules and shackles she had set for herself, and the concessions and compromises she had made with this world.

Everything is unified by this call.

Shirakawa Wakaka reacted quickly and wanted to express her final thanks.

But it's too late.

Chiyoko has closed her eyes forever.

She should have died long ago.

I just wanted to see Shirakawa Wakaka for the last time and say goodbye to her. I didn't want to abandon her silently and leave her alone in such a world, so I stayed until now.

Now that he had said his goodbyes, he gave her a final shove and immediately left.

——But you just now even thought about forcibly keeping her alive, letting her continue to linger in this world as a vegetative person who can't do anything, just to satisfy your own selfish desires.

In the heavy rain, Baichuan Ruoxia suppressed her sadness and laughed at herself:

"How selfish, Shirakawa Waka."

But after a moment's pause, she calmly put down Chiyoko's hand, stood up again, and thought to herself: "But I am such a selfish person."

She admitted her selfishness, and Shirakawa Wakaha should be selfish like this.

After going through the baptism of life, the Shirakawa Wakaha who has become materialistic and selfish, comparing things in terms of interests, will not be recognized by her previous self.

She was a simple girl who only thought that she was being made fun of and insulted, so she wanted to retaliate with the sword in her hand.

And there is also the close friend of Chiyoko Uesugi who is unwilling to let selfishness taint this pure friendship.

There is also the Shirakawa Wakaka in Marina's eyes, the Shirakawa Wakaka in Millie's eyes... many, many, too many to count...

All these things are for me.

They are all Shirakawa Wakaka, but Shirakawa Wakaka is not just them.

So Baichuan Ruoxia is selfish and generous, pure and complicated, full of tricks but as trustworthy as a mountain, so when she thinks carefully and feels that Ravna's proposal is very suitable for her to accept...

——Reject it!

"So, the so-called [self] is actually this kind of thing?"

Baichuan Ruoxia smiled: "It's true...it's amazing enough."

A tiny electric current began to light up around Baichuan Ruoxia's body, shattering the falling water droplets, but it did not extend outward even a little bit.

Obviously, it has violated the laws of nature!

A tiny current, a fine current, a bright current...

What followed was electric currents that intertwined like water and violent like dragons. Those winding electric currents linked to each other and penetrated the sound and air.

Countless volts and horsepower of electric current exploded in Shirakawa Ruoxia's body one after another.

As dazzling as thunder from the sky!
“Unparalleled [Talent].”

"A will far superior to that of diamond."

“A heart as clear as ice.”

"Unwavering [certainty]."

"And the last part... the good and evil, the good and the bad, the past, the present, and the future are all mine, all belong to Shirakawa Ruoxia..."

"--【self】!"

The lightning that had already liquefied into water instantly turned into nothingness and fell into Baichuan Ruoxia's palm.

All the driven electric currents disappeared in an instant. The violent electric current that suffocated everyone and amazed Ravna disappeared without a trace.

From this moment on, the psychic talent [Electric Current Propulsion] officially disappeared from Shirakawa Wakaka, just like [Static Electricity Release] disappeared from her when she witnessed her mother's death six years ago.

Therefore, it is unique and the only [magnetic field rotation] was born from its remains!
The continuous and never-ending magnetic field officially began to rotate!
It was also from this moment that Shirakawa Wakaka was able to break free from the shackles of her unknown identity and the expectations of others, and truly become someone who accepts everything yet is not affected by anything!

Ravna frowned slightly. She stared at Shirakawa Ruoxia, who seemed to be no different from before, except that she picked up the sword that was stuck in the ground again.

Why did I feel like something was wrong from the moment the electric current released by Shirakawa Wakaka disappeared?

Is it an illusion?

"Hmm... let me think, what kind of poem should I recite now?"

Baichuan Ruoxia felt the power of being in control, stared at herself who was still in a mess on the silver-white sword, closed her eyes and thought for a while, then made a happy decision.

In perhaps possibly true history, there was a man named Oda Nobunaga who, when his grand plans were about to come to naught, launched a fatal blow against an extremely powerful enemy.

His mood is no different from my current mood.

Before going out to battle, he chanted:

"Fifty years in the human world are like a dream or an illusion..."

Shirakawa Wakaka interrupted Oda Nobunaga's words and corrected him arrogantly but earnestly:
"No, it should be fifteen years in the human world now. It seems like a dream. Don't compare a genius like me who has only lived for fifteen years with an old thing like you."

The magnetic field has been rotated, and Baichuan Ruoxia can feel that she is much stronger than she was a moment ago.

If I take Millie and run away now, I'm sure I'll be able to escape successfully.

But if a desperate charge were to be launched against Ravna, the shadow of death would still overshadow the hope of victory.

But Baichuan Ruoxia didn't want to escape.

Don't want to escape.

That's it.

She chose to satisfy herself.

Because the so-called Shirakawa Waka is such a selfish guy.

(End of this chapter)