An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 163 Heaven is about to bestow a great responsibility upon this person (Seeking monthly votes)
In a completely silent, pitch-black space of consciousness, Gong Ping collapsed on the ground like a dying rat.

Just as they were on the verge of death, a faint halo of light appeared ahead.

In the light, a young girl stood gracefully, wearing her signature glamorous idol stage outfit. Her skirt was fluffy like a blooming nebula, and her meticulously styled ponytail shimmered with a soft luster in the halo. Her face was covered in impeccable stage makeup, making her as perfect as the most expensive porcelain doll in a shop window.

She tilted her head slightly, wearing the same sweet, almost fake, friendly smile she wore in the live stream, but her eyes held an undisguised pity and a hint of amusement as she looked at a dying mouse.

"Long time no see, Kyohei-kun~ You look so pitiful now, like you're about to die."

A melodious voice, clear as a spring, rang out, its sweet tone contrasting sharply with the icy coldness in her eyes, creating a chilling effect.

Gongping's body trembled almost imperceptibly. He didn't look up, but used all his remaining strength to try to support the heavy body that seemed not to belong to him.

Miss Liuli's sweet smile faltered slightly, then was replaced by an exaggerated disappointment.

She stomped her foot lightly in a affected manner, her voice carrying a hint of reproach.

"What's wrong? Why are you so cold to me? Your dream... isn't it to become my one and only Kokoro? I'm the only light in your dark life!"

She opened her arms as if to embrace the empty space, her posture so affected it was nauseating.

"Fake……"

Gong Ping's voice was hoarse and dry, yet it rang out with unusual clarity in the deathly silent space.

He stopped his futile struggle and lowered his head.

"It's all fake... I actually... don't like you at all..."

He paused, as if confessing to this void, or perhaps whispering to himself.

“I grew up without parents, without friends… It was so lonely being alone… From the very beginning, my world was black. Without light, I couldn’t survive… So… even if it’s fake light… it doesn’t matter… as long as I can fool myself…”

Gong Ping's voice was filled with the coldness of being abandoned by the world, a loneliness that penetrated to the bone.

The disappointment on Miss Liuli's face vanished instantly, replaced by a disdainful indifference.

She covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her laughter clear yet hollow.

"Oh dear, this is so sad~ I never imagined that I was such a person in your heart?"

She blinked, her long false eyelashes fluttering, and her tone suddenly shifted, carrying a hint of deliberate sourness and inquiry.

"Then... what about that guy named Mo Zhen? A better, brighter alternative you found?"

"No!"

Gong Ping suddenly raised his head, and his originally dim eyes suddenly burst forth with an amazing light, a kind of almost fanatical devotion!

"He is not a substitute! He is not a substitute for anyone! He is... the sun!"

His gaze pierced through the glass before him, as if he could see that bright red figure.

"The light he radiated... was real! He gave me meaning in life! He showed me that there is another possibility to living! You... hypocritical, empty, and nonsensical woman... are not even a speck of dust in his light!"

"Pfft-"

Miss Liuli laughed out loud without any attempt to hide it; her laughter was full of mockery and malice.

At this moment, the sweet pretense on her face completely crumbled, leaving only cold harshness.

"The sun? Heh heh heh... Gongping, you're really sick. You think he even cares about a gutter rat like you? Wake up! You're just a toy for him to pass the time when he's bored! His so-called 'care' for you is like a grain of rice accidentally scraped out of the bowl while eating! It's not even charity! It's just that when he was wasting food, it happened to fall into the mouth of a hungry rat like you!"

Every word in those words felt like a high heel crushing down on a dying rat, as if trying to reduce it to dust.

"So what...?"

Gong Ping's voice, however, became unexpectedly calm, even carrying a strange firmness.

He met Liuli's vicious gaze, his face showing no anger, only an almost sacred humility.

"The sun... has no need to care about the beings under its rays. It only needs to exist in this world, and the light it emits is enough to bless all beings... I am already extremely fortunate to be illuminated by this light... How dare I... How dare I..."

The coldness on Miss Liuli's face was finally replaced by a hint of anger.

She silently circled around to Gongping's back, completely enveloping him in shadow.

Her voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, carrying a sense of fatalistic pronouncement.

"Gongping, don't you understand? You're just a pathetic rat destined to live in the dark!"

Miss Liuli's tone was full of condescending pity and cruel certainty.

"Is the absence of light a misfortune? No, the need for light is the true misfortune! Rats should spend their entire lives huddled in the dark sewers, born in darkness and dying in darkness! A slut like you, dreaming of crawling out... dreaming of touching the light..."

She leaned down, her red lips almost touching Gong Ping's ear, and uttered her final, chilling curse.

This is what will happen to you now!

To Ruri's surprise, Gongping, who was lying on the ground, actually... smiled.

The laughter was initially faint, mixed with the choking sounds of blood and foam, but it grew clearer and louder, filled with a kind of relief and mockery after a great upheaval.

“Miss Liuli…you are wrong…completely wrong!” He took a deep breath, his voice rising sharply, filled with a resolute and proud tone, devoid of any regret.

"Because... I'm not a mouse!"

"I am human! I am... a trainer personally trained by Mr. Mo Zhen!"

"If all this suffering and torment is the price to see the light... then Gong Ping... will never regret it!!!"

This declaration struck like a thunderclap in Liuli's consciousness.

She froze, and for the first time, a crack appeared on her usually harsh and confident expression.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

After a brief moment of astonishment came a sharper, more piercing sneer, as if they had heard the most absurd and incomprehensible joke in the world!
"What did you say? A People's Trainer? Hahahaha! Look at yourself now! You've lost your abilities! You're utterly disgraced! You're crawling around here like a dying rat! You're almost dead! And you still dare to spout nonsense?"

She paused, as if suddenly remembering something insignificant.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot to tell you, your sun seems to be dying too... It's being pointed at by countless guns outside... It's about to..."

No way!!!

Miss Liuli's casual remark was like the fuse that lit a powder keg!

Gong Ping unleashed an unprecedented, hysterical roar!

"Absolutely not!!!"

His eyes were bloodshot, like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair.

"I... will never let the sun's light go out!!!"

Liuli was so shocked by his sudden madness that she subconsciously took half a step back, and then her face showed extreme contempt and arrogance.

"Ha... Really? You? You're crawling on the ground like a dying rat, what can you possibly do?"

She raised her chin, like a queen questioning a prostrate beggar.

It is precisely within this extreme contempt and skepticism—

Gong Ping's face, stained with blood and dust, twitched slowly.

It's not a distorted imitation during practice, nor a forced smile born of despair.

A genuine, confident smile, emanating from the depths of his soul, shone like sunlight piercing through thick clouds for the first time, blooming without any hindrance on his face!
He stared directly into Liuli's malicious eyes, his voice eerily calm, yet containing the power to sever everything.

"Then... stand up."

Miss Liuli's pupils contracted slightly, clearly not expecting him to say such a thing.

She quickly suppressed her surprise, reverted to her arrogant demeanor, and coldly surveyed the invisible darkness around her.

"Stand up? What good will standing up do? Outside... it's full of people! Full of guns! Full of his enemies!"

Gong Ping did not answer immediately.

The smile on his face remained, but his gaze suddenly became incredibly sharp and intense!
A resolute gaze, ready to die for his cause and to exterminate all, replaced all madness and pain!
His bloodied teeth tore through the air, uttering words that were chillingly cold.

"Then... kill them all."

Miss Liuli was so shocked by the undisguised killing intent and determination that she was speechless. Looking at the man in front of her who seemed to have been reborn, she subconsciously asked in a soft voice.

"Can you... do this?"

The moment the question was uttered—

hum!
Gong Ping's drooping eyelids suddenly lifted!
Those eyes, once filled with humility, fear, and confusion... are now burning with two inextinguishable golden flames!

Like molten gold boiling within, majestic, sacred, and piercing through illusion!
The golden eyes that symbolize power and will appeared in Mo Zhen's soul illusion... are exactly the same!
Under the gaze of those burning golden eyes, Gong Ping's voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the entire consciousness space, announcing his final awakening.

"Before I met Mr. Mo Zhen, my world was dark and utterly irrational."

"After Mr. Mo Zhen appeared, my world was filled with light. His words are the only truth that illuminates my dark world!"

His face, with its confident smile and resolute eyes, blended perfectly, exuding an unparalleled aura!

He is no longer a rat in the gutter, but a champion trainer who upholds the will of the sun and is fearless!

"That's why I am now... omnipotent!"

The moment Gongping made this vow-like declaration, the figure of Miss Liuli, standing in the shadows behind him, swayed and twisted violently like ripples on water!

That glamorous idol outfit crumbled and burned away, transforming into a fiery red suit that stood silently behind Gongping.

He didn't speak, but stood there quietly, a look of satisfaction in his eyes, watching the moment the butterfly emerged from its cocoon...

When the heavens will entrust the people with great responsibilities, they must first suffer their minds and wills, labor their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, empty their bodies, and disturb their actions.

(End of this chapter)