Three Towers Game

Chapter 390 The Vengeful Woman

Everyone has their own value. Perhaps someone who is confused about life and about to fall at this moment is someone else's cure.

Jiang Yaozu's expression grew increasingly angry, but that anger quickly froze.

He felt the terrifying pressure emanating from Tang Rui. When Tang Rui realized that Wen Xishu was in danger, she immediately released her aura.

Jiang Yaozu wanted to escape, but just as he was about to flee, a voice suddenly shouted:

"Ayao."

The voice seemed to break through time and space, instantly taking Jiang Yaozu back to his student days.

Adding to what Xi Shu had just said, Jiang Yaozu thought he was hallucinating.

But in the next instant, a mix of emotions overwhelmed Jiang Yaozu's mind.

Tang Rui's terrifying spiritual power was something that even someone of Jiang Yaozu's level couldn't withstand.

In just a moment, Jiang Yaozu was brought under control.

Then, he saw a woman who looked somewhat older appear in the office building.

"Ayao."

The woman called out softly again.

Jiang Yaozu instantly recalled the origin of this nickname.

That was a conversation he had with his English teacher many years ago.

"Jiang Yaozu, you did very well. You improved by thirty points compared to last time, which is a significant improvement. I saw your hard work. Keep it up, you are excellent."

For the first time in his life, Jiang Yaozu heard someone say that he was outstanding.

"No...no, I didn't do well enough, teacher, I didn't do enough!" Having been suppressed for so long, Jiang Yaozu subconsciously wanted to deny himself.

"Ah Yao, you are very good. Don't belittle yourself. Not all students can improve this much in a short period of time."

"Teacher...why do you call me Ayao?"

"Because it feels more intimate this way. Besides, although Yaozu is a good name, it always feels a bit heavy. I'll just call you Ayao. You always keep your head down, but you're actually very capable. You need to talk more; you need to speak your language."

The English teacher always wore a gentle, encouraging smile.

This is also why Jiang Yaozu later fell hopelessly in love with his English teacher.

Throughout his life, he must bring honor to his parents, be valuable, achieve good grades, and be better than other children... Only by doing these things can he earn his parents' love.

But in that short moment, during the English teacher's calm and casual conversation, he suddenly realized that he didn't have to think about "bringing honor to his ancestors," and that this was what it meant to be praised.

But after that, he didn't dare to communicate with his English teacher much anymore.

At the parent-teacher meeting, the parents disagreed with the teacher's praise of Jiang Yaozu, believing that the child did not deserve praise and that he was still far from being the top student of the year.

Later, Jiang Yaozu's life entered a distorted state. Everything in this world had value, but people themselves had no value.

Unable to find his own value, he began to use objects to demonstrate his worth, just like countless others.

You need external things, money, and various valuable items to attract attention; otherwise, you lose your meaning of existence.

At this moment, Jiang Yaozu saw his English teacher, who had once brought him a ray of light, appear. Although more than ten years had passed and the teacher had grown old, he still saw him as radiating light.

He said incredulously:

"Teacher Tan... Teacher Tan!"

"Ah Yao, what are you doing? Are you hurting someone?" Teacher Tan looked at Jiang Yaozu with a worried expression.

Tang Rui was also a little nervous at this moment.

She never actually tried to redeem these ghost stories instead of killing them.

To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, Tang Rui considered a complete mental invasion to directly control the teacher. After all, explaining to the teacher that her student had turned into a monster and that she needed to save him sounded absurd.

Moreover, how could a teacher possibly remember so many students who have been taught, with waves of students changing every year?
But when Tang Rui mentioned Jiang Yaozu, this teacher Tan immediately remembered him:
"Has something happened to Ah Yao?"

This sentence shocked Tang Rui. This teacher really remembered a student like Jiang Yaozu.

Tang Rui then felt a mix of emotions and sensed the guilt in Teacher Tan's heart.

If she had continued to praise Jiang Yaozu and paid more attention to him many years ago, perhaps that child wouldn't have performed poorly in the college entrance examination, and perhaps his English score could have improved even further, instead of plummeting so quickly after just showing signs of improvement.

Tang Rui was greatly surprised.

It turns out there are still people like this in the world, who truly remember thousands of students and are genuinely saddened by their ups and downs.

This made her feel that the operation might have some meaning for her as well. She thought that Wen Xishu was probably the only good person in the world.

But now she finds out that's not the case.

Jiang Yaozu shook his head and said:

"Teacher Tan...it's a hallucination. How could I possibly see you here? And I really don't want to see you, I don't want you to see me like this! I'm killing people! You shouldn't have come!"

Jiang Yaozu's expression was ferocious. Facing his former teacher, he was initially incredulous, but soon he showed a resolute attitude of "what's the use of trying?"

But his steps were backward.

Teacher Tan said:

"Why did you kill them? Ah Yao, did they provoke you?"

Tang Rui's senses were very sharp; she could hear Teacher Tan's heartbeat. The English teacher was extremely nervous at that moment, yet her face remained calm.

Just like many years ago when she praised Jiang Yaozu.

Jiang Yaozu said bitterly:
"Because people without value don't deserve to live, I need value! I want money, I want expensive goods! Hehe, I'm going to take everything they have!"

Teacher Tan shook his head:

“But Yao, you don’t need these things. You are far more valuable than these things.”

Jiang Yaozu's expression was strange. He wanted to roar in anger and mock, but he froze because of those words.

After a long while, Jiang Yaozu said mockingly with a dark face:

"You can't fool me. You damned inner demon. I don't have an expensive phone, a watch, or designer clothes! I don't have a good job, I don't have an enviable salary! I can't afford a luxury car! How dare you say I have value! Teacher Tan, you don't exist, you're just my inner demon!"

He suddenly became angry again:
"I did nothing wrong, teacher! I did nothing wrong! You're making me weak! Just because you approved of that trash of me before! Do you think I still care about you? Absolutely not!"

"Today... I'm going to kill you. Hehehe, teacher, you're an elite member of society, aren't you!"

Tang Rui felt that the scene was about to get out of control. Since this Jiang Yaozu was a ghost story, he had already accepted certain theories to the point of obsession.

Even Wen Xishu was thinking that he might have to forcibly kill Jiang Yaozu. Perhaps the teacher's strength wasn't enough.

But the next second, Teacher Tan actually overcame her fear and took a few steps forward:
"No, Yao, these things are just external things. They can never compare to you. You have your own value. To your teacher, you are unique."

"Don't come any closer!" Jiang Yaozu's body began to deform, trying to scare the teacher away with his distorted appearance.

Teacher Tan was indeed frightened.

But she still forced herself to overcome her fear and took another step forward:
“Ayao, you are my very, very good student. I can’t bear to see you make mistakes. I don’t know what you’ve been through, but even now, I still think you are a very good student.”

Don't do anything you'll regret for the rest of your life!

Jiang Yaozu's hands began to tremble, and he became hysterical:
"Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! People have no value! If they have value, why can't I ever get recognition!"

"Why do I always need to gain points and wealth?"

"Does the whole world only respect clothes and not people? Is the whole world wrong too?"

Teacher Tan's gaze was firm:

"If this is the world you are experiencing, then your teacher is telling you, yes, the whole world is wrong. If this world is denying your value, then the world you are experiencing is wrong."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't pull you out of that world, but please, Yao, don't get trapped in it yourself."

Jiang Yaozu opened his mouth wide, but couldn't utter a word.

He saw the tears in Teacher Tan's eyes, and he truly heard the words: even if you deny the whole world, you must acknowledge your own words. A tremendous sense of exhaustion washed over him, and he suddenly felt an urge to collapse to the ground and cry.

But at that very moment, a strange, sharp pain came from inside my body.

Jiang Yaozu covered his head with both hands, in excruciating pain, and black thorns began to grow from his body.

"Teacher... run! run!" Jiang Yaozu suddenly cried out in alarm, forcibly suppressing the pain of his body being constantly twisted by a mysterious force.

The black spikes seemed to grow from his internal organs, with dozens of black spikes extending out, making Jiang Yaozu look like a black spiky ball covered in spikes.

The spiky ball then began to expand at a visible rate.

He's about to explode.

At that moment, both Tang Rui and Wen Xishu realized this.

Jiang Yaozu himself felt that he was about to explode.

"I'm sorry, teacher! I'm so sorry!"

In the final moments of his life, Jiang Yaozu began to repent.

"complex--"

boom! ! ! !

A tremendous sound shook the entire office building, shattering all the floor-to-ceiling windows. The terrifying air pressure, like exploding energy blades, shattered countless objects.

After a while, the aftershocks of the explosion gradually dissipated, the dust settled, and everything returned to silence.

The silence was broken by Teacher Tan's sobs.

"Ah Yao!!"

Teacher Tan's sorrowful cry.

But Jiang Yaozu was no longer able to respond to her.

During the explosion, Tang Rui used her terrifying psychic power as a shield to forcibly protect Wen Xishu and Teacher Tan.

Jiang Yaozu's self-disclosure was something no one expected.

However, even if this level of supernatural tale were to self-destruct, it would be difficult to harm Tang Rui.

But overwhelmed with mixed feelings, Tang Rui sensed Jiang Yaozu's immense regret at the end.

Although the teacher only said a few words, he was able to awaken Jiang Yaozu's conscience.

She was somewhat angry.

He was just one step away from changing Jiang Yaozu's mindset, so why did he explode?

Was that really a self-destruction? Or was it self-destruction born of extreme remorse?

Of course not, because even Jiang Yaozu himself couldn't control that force. He was anxiously shouting for the teacher to leave. This shows that Jiang Yaozu's explosion was influenced by external forces.

Someone saw that Jiang Yaozu was about to be successfully redeemed, so they killed him.

The rain continued to pour. Tang Rui listened to Teacher Tan's cries and slowly touched Teacher Tan's head with her hand.

The next moment, Teacher Tan fainted.

“Let’s take her back. She’s a good teacher. She’ll just treat all of this as a dream,” Tang Rui said wearily.

Wen Xishu could hear the suppressed anger in Tang Rui's voice.

He felt apologetic:
"I'm sorry, Tang Rui, I... I didn't expect things to turn out this way."

Tang Rui shook her head:

“It’s not your fault. You just did what I wanted to do too. I’m sure now that there’s a huge barrier in Jiangcheng and someone here who can see our every move.”

"All the villains we create... this person can decide their life or death."

"I need to find this person, I need to kill her."

The easiest way to save people who are twisted by a lack of love is to love them.

Tang Rui knew that feeling. She knew that such an excellent teacher as Teacher Tan could definitely make Jiang Yaozu "healthy".

She also knew that in the instant regret arose, Jiang Yaozu longed to live.

Only those who have been caught in the rain know the feeling of salvation when an umbrella appears.

But all of this vanished with Jiang Yaozu's explosion.

Wen Xishu said:
"Jiang Yaozu shouted one last word, 'Fu.' It seemed like he wanted to say something, but before he could, the explosion occurred."

Tang Rui picked up Teacher Tan, looking somewhat bewildered:
"I don't know...maybe it's...parents? Sacrifice?"

However, one cannot deduce anything from the pronunciation of the single character "fu".

Wen Xishu also had a bit of a headache.

If left unchecked, the ghost stories will grow stronger.

Kill the ghost stories, and the cycle continues.

The ghost stories remain trapped, the cycle continues.

Even in the horror stories of redemption, the cycle seems to remain unbroken.

When he enters the dream again, Wen Xishu guesses that he might create another villain.

"The direction is wrong. The correct answer is not salvation."

We can't ignore it, we can't kill them, we can't trap them, we can't redeem them...

What else can we do?

Wen Xishu fell into thought.

The word "fu" kept repeating in his mind.

At the same time, he was also recalling all the experiences he had with Tang Rui.

Since this task is Tang Rui's exclusive task, it is naturally related to Tang Rui.

The person hiding behind the scenes, controlling the lives and deaths of the villains... must also have some connection with Tang Rui.

Wen Xishu thought to himself silently.

The heavy rain continued, and soon there was thunder and lightning.

The word "recovery" in my mind seemed to begin to take shape amidst the hum of the electric fan.

"girl……"

On the other end of the electronic screen, the voice was a girl's voice.

Meanwhile, when Tang Rui created the female villain, the voice seemed to be expectant.

Wen Xishu, who was hurrying through the heavy rain, suddenly stopped and said excitedly:

"Tang Rui! I think I understand!"

Tang Rui was puzzled:

"What did you understand?"

Wen Xishu said:
"revenge."

Tang Rui was even more confused:

"What revenge?"

Wen Xishu said:
"We need to do an experiment. Let's do another round."

(End of this chapter)