Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 159 So bitterness turned into joy, the so-called [God of War] (6.2k)

An indescribable feeling of suffocation and dead silence descended along with An's dull footsteps, and even the air seemed to become sticky.

——An is always smiling and gentle.

Yuan Qingzhuo originally thought so.

It was not until now, until this moment, that he realized that An without her smile was so... frightening.

——Well, at least that’s the case for Caroline beside him.

Yuan Qingzhuo paced slowly and unnoticeably, keeping a distance from Caroline.

It was just someone else's family affair, he didn't want to interfere... Besides, he recognized Sister An's parenting skills.

It would be best to beat up this running dragon girl, pin her to the ground and hammer her, so that she knows that there are some things that cannot be done.

——Of course, this is unlikely.

When An walked in front of Caroline, Yuan Qingzhuo had already quietly retreated five meters away, but suddenly felt something cold and hard hit his back.

He turned around suddenly and met the same cold gaze that shone through the gap in the iron helmet.

This spiritual fluctuation is at least that of a [Great Knight].

Yuan Qingzhuo blinked and showed the mark on the back of his hand to the big knight who had been guarding the teleportation altar.

Then, in an instant, he could feel the gaze change from cold and hostile to slightly surprised and appreciative.

The transformation was as fast as that of Ochumelov's face.

But this also indirectly shows that the mark of the court is really useful.

Did Sister Fa give me something useful?

In the short period of time that Yuan Qingzhuo turned from enemy to friend, Caroline felt that ten minutes or even half an hour had passed.

She swallowed the astringent saliva in her mouth with difficulty, stammered, and said hesitantly: "That... Mom... I..."

Caroline thought that her behavior of sneaking to the front line instead of going to the so-called mountain top to practice might be discovered.

When that time comes, she will tell her mother that they are going to kill monsters farther away... or she can find more excuses like this.

But she never thought that An would be able to see her the moment she appeared on the teleportation altar.

So, Caroline didn't know what she was talking about now.

Ann just remained silent, listening to Caroline's incoherent chatter.

It was not until the latter also fell silent and could not utter a word that An asked in an unexpectedly calm tone:

"Have you finished what you wanted to say?"

Caroline looked down at her toes, folded her palms together nervously, and hummed.

"Okay, let me ask you now." An said softly, enunciating each word: "Where did you come back from just now?"

Ann waited for a long time, until Caroline didn't speak for a long time, then she continued to ask:
"Don't tell me?"

Caroline, who had been holding her breath and not daring to breathe loudly, said haltingly:

"The front... the front line of the second abyss..."

Hearing this expected place name, An lowered her eyes, her chest heaving heavily, and it seemed that it took her several seconds to suppress the gushing anger.

Then, she tried to speak in the calmest tone possible: "Caroline Noah, I remember I told you countless times not to go to the front line."

Caroline's shoulders trembled slightly and she was speechless.

Because it's true.

Since she was born, Ann had hardly placed any restrictions on her, nor had she blamed her even once.

She told him what she wanted this morning, and Ann would bring it home for her in the evening.

If she wanted to be alone to train, An would build a house for her where there would be no passing people around.

If she said she didn't want to go to the cafeteria, Ann would arrange for the nuns to bring her food.

Ann will do her best to fulfill Caroline's wishes and ideas.

Ann gave Caroline everything she could, allowing her to grow freely.

The front line is the only place An emphasized that he must not go.

The reason...is probably very simple.

Because he will die.

On the front line, the sublimated core-casting stage is rampant, and even there are many legendary ones. Although Caroline's strength is invincible among her peers.

But in fact it is not enough.

If this time, Flandel had not dispatched people from the rear to restrain the many powerful demons.

Perhaps the moment Caroline reported her real name to the Molten River, a legendary demon with special powers would descend from the sky and chop off her head.

If Yuan Qingzhuo had not arrived in time this time, Caroline might have really died at the hands of Ronghe.

Looking down at Caroline who was breathing rapidly but still didn't answer, Ann shouted angrily: "I clearly told you not to go to the front line, Caroline!"

Yuan Qingzhuo stared at An, whose face was distorted with anger, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

——This time, Sister An seemed really angry.

"Why are you going? Ah! I ask you, why are you going?"

Ann grabbed Caroline's collar, forcing the girl, who knew she was wrong, to look up, only to see clear tears flowing from the corners of Ann's eyes.

Two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, which were twitching with anger, and gathered at her chin and dripped down.

Caroline, who was about to cry, was stunned and opened her mouth in confusion.

Why is mom crying?
Why is Sister An crying?
Yuan Qingzhuo, who was standing by, also felt confused.

He turned around and found that the knight behind him also had a dull look in his eyes.

——It seems like everyone has the same idea...

Yuan Qingzhuo turned around, and the next moment he saw An loosen his hand that was holding Caroline's collar and instead hugged the girl tightly.

Caroline was still the same, not knowing what Ann was thinking or why she was doing this.

He just stood there, with his arms outstretched, not knowing how to hug An. He looked stupid and at a loss as to what to do.

Yuan Qingzhuo quietly stared at the uncontrollable relief in An's eyes, watching her breathe a sigh of relief, but unable to help shaking her hands...

It’s better not to disturb them, mother and daughter.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qingzhuo silently said goodbye to the knight brother, left this place, and walked quickly towards home.

Why was Sister An angry and why was she crying?

——He thought, probably because of fear.

Fear of the possibility of losing Caroline.
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From beginning to end, Sister An seemed unaware that she was with Caroline.

This is good.

Yuan Qingzhuo walked to the door of his house as if he knew the way, and secretly pushed hard on the door handle.

Can't open.

He smiled with satisfaction.

Because Rush did exactly what he said he would do - lock the door after going to bed at night.

And the key to open the door...

Yuan Qingzhuo squatted down, pressed his palm on the wooden step under his feet, used a little force, opened the secret compartment and took out the key.

crunch~
The sound of the wooden door turning gently was particularly clear in the deserted midnight. Even though Yuan Qingzhuo had been as careful as possible, the wooden board still bent slightly, making a slight noise.

After all, there is no need to use the martial arts will while walking.

He tiptoed and opened the door of the room, glancing at Rush, who had already fallen asleep on the bed, breathing steadily.

Very good, Rush went to bed on time, instead of acting like "Brother Zhuo is not at home today" and building a toy castle.

Then go to sleep yourself.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qingzhuo raised his sleeve and smelled it again, and immediately frowned.

Because his clothes were filled with sand, sulfur, the devil's blood and a bunch of strange smells mixed together, which was extremely unpleasant.

If he lies down on the bed, he will have to wash more than one set of clothes tomorrow.

I should have learned some techniques to remove odors and dirt from clothes earlier.

But at this point, except for the temporary bathing room in the corner of the monastery which was open for the soldiers passing by and using it as a temporary resting point, all other places were closed.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Yuan Qingzhuo decided to just forget it.

If I wash it at home, it will definitely wake up the sensitive little Rush.

Yuan Qingzhuo thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.

——Martial arts willpower cannot be used for bathing and cleaning, it is useless.

Forget it, I'd better just lie on the ground and take a nap.

Yuan Qingzhuo shook his head and yawned tiredly.

He walked to the corner behind the door and was about to sit down to sleep when he unexpectedly found a brand new ticket with cute animal patterns on it on the wooden table?
Rush wants to go play.

Yuan Qingzhuo didn't think much about it and casually placed it on another Rush booklet on the wooden table to remind her not to forget to play when she had time.

After doing all this, Yuan Qingzhuo sat directly on the ground, untied his cloak, turned it over and covered himself with it as a quilt.

In a few seconds, he fell into a deep sleep.

However, Yuan Qingzhuo, who was extremely sleepy, did not notice that the "one" ticket he casually placed on the booklet revealed a fifth corner after he withdrew his hand.

Yuan Qingzhuo fell asleep a few minutes later.

Rush, lying on the bed, had her sixth bad dream of the night. She uttered a slightly distressed groan, turned over with the quilt, and habitually rubbed her heavy eyelids with her hands.

Then, I saw the extremely clear figure in the corner under the moonlight.

"Brother Zhuo...?"

Rush's eyes widened immediately, and he looked delighted when he remembered that the two amusement park tickets were still valid until noon today.

But at the same time, she also smelled a strange smell coming from him.

The girl subconsciously wanted to speak, but even though she had just woken up, she could clearly see the bloodstains under the cloak and Yuan Qingzhuo's extremely tired face.

So the words I wanted to say disappeared, and the slight sense of loss that had just arisen turned into a peaceful and joyful gaze.

I guess Brother Zhuo must have gone to some dangerous place just now, but he is back safely now.

Sitting on the bed, the girl with disheveled hair glanced at the amusement park ticket placed on the diary. She sighed at first, but when she saw Yuan Qingzhuo sleeping in the corner, she curled the corners of her mouth again.

Then bitterness turns into joy.

This is the best gift, isn't it?
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At noon on the second day, a grumbling voice with an angry tone came from outside the door:
"Damn, is this still a cult? Two demon dukes in one room... I would say this is clearly a demon lair."

"That sister, we are not..."

The man interrupted the girl and said with a smile: "He has two small horns on his head. He looks no different from an ordinary mixed-blood kid, but don't try to fool me... This smell is exactly the same as his. It makes people feel uncomfortable just by smelling it. Ugh~"

"Sister, I have never done anything bad..."

Then, a cry was heard at the door.

"Ah? Why are you crying now? Come on, little one, why are you crying?"

The voice was filled with innocent doubt: "Um...little devil, did I say something wrong?"

Then the crying got louder.

The crying sounds and loud questions continued to be heard, forcing Yuan Qingzhuo, who was originally sleeping soundly in the corner, to open his eyes.

"Why is there someone chattering so loudly so early in the morning..."

Yuan Qingzhuo shook his head and pinched his nose. When he was about to throw his cloak on the ground, he found that he had two more pieces of clothes that were originally supposed to be washed.

Was it Rush who put it there? He was afraid that he would catch a cold... and he even used dirty clothes.

Yuan Qingzhuo threw all his clothes on the ground and stretched.

Is she really a genius?
At this time, another voice came from outside: "Don't cry, don't cry, little devil, calm down first..."

"Wow wow wow wow-"

Rush is crying?

Yuan Qingzhuo immediately became alert and awake, without any sleepiness at all.

He immediately rolled up his sleeves, strode open the door and walked out.

He wanted to see who dared to mess with their little Rush!

When Yuan Qingzhuo arrived, he found that Caroline was circling around Rush, muttering something like "Little devil, don't cry".

Every time she said it, Rush cried louder.

It's just like a shaman dance, the method is the same.

"Caroline, you're dead, right...you're bullying kids too?"

Damn, maybe Sister An was too gentle last night. This BYD Dragon Girl behaved well after a beating.

It still has to be corporal punishment.

Yuan Qingzhuo pulled Lash back and raised his eyebrows at the embarrassed Caroline: "Why are you bullying my little Lash? Tell me how she offended you."

When Rush saw that it was Yuan Qingzhuo who came, he didn't care about the blood on his body and just hugged him, rubbing his snot and tears on his chest frantically.

"Brother Zhuo~Wuwaa ...

Caroline waved her hands quickly: "She didn't provoke me. I won't scold a child for no reason!"

Seeing Yuan Qingzhuo's suspicious expression, Long Nu quickly said, "Really, I don't know why she cried!"

Yuan Qingzhuo believed this.

Caroline, who was in a ditch, could say extremely aggressive words unintentionally every day. Yuan Qingzhuo was fine, but if it were any normal child of the same age, they would probably cry like Rush.

"Rush, don't cry, Rush, don't cry... This sister doesn't actually want to scold us."

Caroline nodded with satisfaction, thinking that this explanation was very good.

Yuan Qingzhuo touched the top of Lash's head and said to the girl with a smile: "This guy is just too stupid. He doesn't know what to say. Just don't take it to heart."

Rush looked up with tears in his eyes: "Is that so?"

"If you don't believe me, ask her."

Yuan Qingzhuo looked at Caroline, whose anger value instantly increased by half, and the latter immediately wanted to raise her fist to punch him.

But when the innocent little Rush, who was made to cry by her, looked at her, Caroline lowered her hands, knowing that she was in the wrong.

"Tsk..."

Caroline tried very hard to suppress her anger, forced out a terrifying smile, and slowly said to Rush: "I'm not stupid...but I really didn't mean to scold you."

After apologizing to Rush—at least subjectively apologizing—Caroline immediately looked at Yuan Qingzhuo angrily: "Get over here after dinner!"

After saying that, she snorted coldly and turned away.

Yuan Qingzhuo was a little confused: "Why should I go to your place?"

"Didn't you say yesterday that my movements were wrong? I want to see where I was wrong!"

A straight weed brushed across Yuan Qingzhuo's cheek, and Caroline walked away without looking back.

Yuan Qingzhuo took his hand back and showed the weeds on his palm to Lash: "Look, Lash, this guy will hit people if he disagrees with you. He is a single-celled organism. So she just circled around you because she didn't know how to comfort you."

Rush nodded thoughtfully:

"That sister, is she so stupid?"

Yuan Qingzhuo sighed: "Yes, there is no comparison between him and our little Rush."

Rush laughed happily again.

Next, Yuan Qingzhuo took a shower and then went to the cafeteria to have a hot meal - with the blessing of the "Beast of the Abyss", completing the achievement task of the Carbon Water Godfather has become a little easier.

So from now on, you don’t need to be so careful about what you eat every day like before. You can satisfy your daily carbohydrate intake by eating anything.

As for Caroline saying she would go to her place right away?

Yuan Qingzhuo sneered.

She said she would go?
We need to figure out who is the teacher!

This student cannot attend class whenever he wants.

Because he had more important things to do than to instruct Caroline on her actions and try to gain that insignificant bit of favor.

"Sister Kristen, have you seen Sister Fa today?"

Hey, I caught a Christine passing by on the road.

"Saint Lady... I haven't seen her before."

Christine shook her head.

Yuan Qingzhuo nodded and said he understood.

If he didn't see it, then he knew where it was.

——The old guy is probably still sleeping in that wheelchair.

I have been sleeping for such a long time and still haven't gotten enough sleep, so naturally, Flandre, who is much more tired than me, will have to sleep even longer.

With this thought in mind, Yuan Qingzhuo put a few energy bars in his pocket, and went to the library to find a book titled "Sublimation, the Relationship between Core Casting and Pure Soul" to read.

The next thing is simple.

Yuan Qingzhuo sat down at Flandel's door with a book in his hands, reading while chewing an energy bar, and waited for Flandel to wake up before knocking on the door.

He read quickly and quietly:

[After possessing a "pure soul", the possibility of being corroded by the abyss is greatly reduced, and if one's will is firm, the power that can be possessed is even more terrifying. ]

[So, having written this far, I suddenly have a radical theory - 10,000 weak sublimations combined cannot defeat a strong sublimation. A strong sublimation can even kill a legend, or even a truth level.]

[But the sublimation stage is only a transitional stage after all. If one has too much power during the sublimation stage, it will be even more difficult to forge one's own "core" and break through to the fourth stage, core casting.]

[This leads to a choice about greed - the stronger the power you have when you ascend to the sublimation stage, the smaller the probability of a successful breakthrough, but if you use a stronger power to break through, you will become more powerful. ]

This is where the trade-offs come in.

[Of course, there are solutions to being too greedy. ]

[That is to give up all the power accumulated in the sublimation stage and break through to become the weakest type of casting core. ]

[Here we have to mention an example, the name that no one can avoid - the chief who is worshipped by everyone, "The Brilliant Sun" Carloste Salivia...]

When he saw this, Yuan Qingzhuo closed the book he had been reading most of.

Because in the room there were already sounds of comfortable yawns and flames rising.

The old guy smokes as soon as he wakes up?
Yuan Qingzhuo broke in without knocking or hesitation.

"You still dare to smoke?!"

Flandel, who had already picked up a cigarette with flames floating on his fingertips but was still sleepy, showed a look of astonishment: "Yuan Qingzhuo, when did you come?!"

"Twitch, tick, tick, the first thing I do when I wake up is this. It's endless, isn't it?"

Yuan Qingzhuo jumped up and snatched the cigarette from Farandel's mouth and threw it on the table: "A cigarette after waking up, so do you need another cigarette before going to bed? Sister Farandel, you are invincible!"

"Isn't this to wake up faster?"

Flandel leaned on the headrest and smacked his lips. When he saw the heavy book that Yuan Qingzhuo was holding, he suddenly couldn't help but smile: "I was wondering how you could have come in so coincidentally... You must have been waiting outside the door for me to wake up."

Yuan Qingzhuo shrugged nonchalantly: "I don't like being woken up even when I'm sleeping."

"good habits."

Flandel nodded, then looked up and stared blankly for a moment, then clapped his hands and said, "I remember now, you came to see me today because of what I said before about the [Martial God Festival]."

Yuan Qingzhuo, who couldn't bear to see the clean and tidy environment turned into a mess that night, started to help Flandre clean up, and then answered:
"I'm not so idle as to look for something to do."

Flandre used a series of smooth moves to wash and brush her teeth, then said, "See that you still have time to help me clean the room. You're quite free."

Seeing Sister Fa saying these words with two dark circles under her eyes, even Yuan Qingzhuo had to admit that it was indeed quite convincing.

Yuan Qingzhuo swept the pile of cigarette butts and coffee powder into the garbage bag.

"Hard."

"What's the point of saying this?" Farandel waved his hand unhappily: "It would be better to bring me the title of [God of War]. Even if it's useless, it's better to sound better."

After cleaning up the garbage, Yuan Qingzhuo sat opposite Flandre and continued to chew on an energy bar: "So tell me in detail, what is this thing?"

Flandel drank some water, which was very rare. "To put it simply, it's a cricket fight in the half-seventh-level abyss, a children's sunbathing competition."

"The various kingdoms in the first layer, the royal courts in the second layer, the heavens in the third layer, the various races in the fourth layer, and our sect - the geniuses and strong men in half of the abyss will gather together, and then under our watchful eyes, we will decide the strongest and most talented among them."

Flandel said softly:
"——That is what is called the [God of War]."

But Yuan Qingzhuo couldn't help but frown: "So, what's the meaning?"

By doing this, what meaning would such an illusory title have for someone like Farandel?

then,

He saw Farandel smile mysteriously and put a finger to his lips.
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At this time, at Caroline's home.

The dragon girl, who had been sitting at the door meditating and pretending to be calm, finally couldn't help stamping her feet and cursing:
"What time is it?! What time is it?! Is that little trumpet dead!!!"

She roared to the sky:
"Yuan Qingzhuo, get out here!"

(End of this chapter)