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Li Mo, with a wicked smile on his face, leaked the quintessence of Chinese culture.

He even wanted to go to school tomorrow and see that girl transform into Zhuge Kongming and use the knowledge he taught her to launch a dimensionality reduction attack.

However, there are certain linguistic differences between the Shenzhou dialect and the Far Eastern dialect. Fortunately, Li Mo is proficient in both and can perfectly transform the meaning of the sentence without having to translate it literally.

Li Mo became more and more excited as he spoke. When he came to his senses, he found that it was already past eleven o'clock and the next day was about to begin.

"It's a bit late. Sorry Xier, you must be tired after listening... right?"

When the last word "吧" fell, Li Mo began to doubt his own eyes.

Xier's mouth was slightly open, with a strange curve on her lips, and her eyes were wide open, without a trace of tiredness.

Why does it feel like Xier is more energetic than him?

Li Mo thought he was already excited, but it seemed that Xier was even more excited?

Is this the little angel Xier? She pretended so well to stop me from having to sing a monologue. I cried my heart out.

"Ah? It's really late. I'm going to sleep first, brother."

Xier didn't want to expose herself, so even though she wasn't sleepy at all, she quickly climbed onto the bed, lowered her eyelids, and pretended to be very sleepy.

Sleeping here again? But that's fine, at least I don't have to think of any excuses to keep Xier.

Li Mo knew that Xier and he must not separate after meeting at night, and they must not turn off the lights.

"Good night, Xi'er."

"Good night, brother~"

Xier took off all her clothes and got into bed, while Li Mo leaned on the wheelchair and covered his face with a layer of clothes to block out the perception of light.

At this moment, Li Mo had not yet realized what a turbulent scene the morning exercises at the World School would be the next day.

And he is the instigator of everything.

Chapter 58 The Lost Welwitschia (7k)

The faint cold light shines on the roads in the residential area, flowing tirelessly in the narrow alleys like water.

A bustling crowd of people gathered in the playground, as if it were a grand market, extremely noisy.

It was morning exercise time at school, but unexpectedly, there was no music playing for running exercises today.

There were many leaders sitting on the flag-raising platform.

Below the stage, students were whispering, most of them being irresponsibly evasive.

The reason was simple, because standing on the flag-raising platform was the infamous Xier Fule'ai and the person she beat.

The boy looked aggrieved, pursed his lips, and acted particularly weak.

In just one day, Xier's deeds spread like wildfire. Not only Xier's grade, but also the upper grades knew about her "glorious achievements."

It is no exaggeration to say that everyone in this school knows him.

"The school is doing a great job. How can you play with other people's lives so casually? If you throw someone from the fourth floor, they might really die!"

"I feel that reviewing your mistakes in front of the entire school is too lenient. You should get a more severe punishment!"

There were people in the crowd who stood up for the boys, even though they didn't know the true situation.

"Am I too soft-hearted? I always feel... this is a bit too much. Did that skinny-looking girl on the stage really do something so outrageous? If it wasn't her fault alone, apologizing in front of so many people would definitely be hard on her."

"Who knows? It depends on the specific content of her apology on the paper. But with the school reviewing it, I'm afraid there must be a lot of content on the paper. Anyway, those old guys are like that."

"When I walked into the office yesterday, I heard the teachers discussing that girl on the stage didn't have any parents. So..."

There are also people who question the school leaders' choice. Most of them imagine themselves as Xier on the stage, and then feel an inexplicable loneliness and indifference.

No one knows what emotions and feelings a child without parents will feel if she is not recognized by her classmates at school.

At the same time, the school's vice-principal stood up and took the microphone to speak righteously about Xier's "evil deeds".

"Xi'er Fuleai, a student in Class 8, Grade 1, assaulted her classmate sitting in front of her without cause, causing multiple fractures. She then threatened to throw her from the fourth floor. Her actions were extremely despicable! The school has issued a demerit to Xi'er Fuleai. However, considering it was her first offense and her positive attitude towards admitting her mistake, the school will give her a chance to reform."

"In the presence of all the teachers and students of the school, Xier Fuleai must take the initiative to sincerely apologize to the victim and promise not to repeat such incidents in the future and to focus on her studies. At that time, the school will revoke Xier Fuleai's punishment."

The vice-principal read the script in a sonorous and powerful voice, and then returned to his seat.

The principal sat in his seat and slowly opened the cap of the mineral water bottle.

He had heard about this incident before, and with his experience, he concluded that the boy must have been at fault as well, but he could make a big deal out of a small matter and let it go with an apology, so that the boy's parents would not come to the school to hold him accountable.

That's what the school fears most.

Media, exposure.

Not only will the school suffer, but Xier herself will also suffer more neglect and discrimination, and even be attacked online.

After all, classroom surveillance is not turned on all year round, and it is difficult to determine who is right and who is wrong based on the students' own words.

Or maybe both are wrong, it’s just a matter of to what extent.

Xier walked to the microphone, took a deep breath, stared at the microphone thoughtfully, and recalled some special memories.

The boy walked towards Xier slowly, raised his chin, and waited proudly for Xier's apology.

"Can you please hurry up...you're even more slow than a woman." Xier said impatiently.

Translated by Li Mo, a senior linguist from the Far East of China, it allows the other party to perfectly feel the true meaning behind the sentence.

In an instant, the playground, which was originally extremely noisy, suddenly became quiet, and the swirling wind lingered in circles in the sky, without blending into human voices for a long time.

You call this a good attitude of admitting mistakes afterwards?

After about five seconds, the silent playground became noisy and the discussion became chaotic.

The boy who had just walked to Xier was so angry that he raised his finger and pointed at Xier and shouted repeatedly: "You...you..."

Xier snorted coldly: "Huh, what do you mean by 'I'? What? Are you angry and want to lose your temper? I really envy you for being able to lose your temper. Unlike me, I dare not lose my temper..."

"Because once I get angry, I'm afraid I'll ignite you, a fool. And then you'll have to pretend to be a girl to gain sympathy. Tsk tsk, why don't you just dress like a woman?"

"Oh, no! You're too ugly, and your arms and legs are so thick. You can't be a cute little boy girl, you can only be Ruhua."

Xier's merciless sarcasm and so-called "apology" echoed throughout the playground under the amplification of the microphone.

Not only were the students on the playground shocked, but the principal, who was drinking water, also coughed violently twice and choked on the water.

The vice principal's face suddenly changed and he wanted to stand up but was stopped by the principal.

Turning around, I saw the principal trying hard to hold back his laughter, with water stains still on the corners of his mouth.

"Don't worry, just wait and see." said the principal.

On Xier's side, the boy was so anxious that his face turned red after being humiliated like this. He rushed forward and wanted to ask Xier for an explanation.

The young man was full of energy and didn't care about his dignity. He opened his mouth and was about to curse: "You bastard..."

But before he could finish, Xier interrupted the spell: "I can't compare to you. It's really amino acid dehydration condensation and peptide bonds. You were the first to curse. I didn't say any bad words before, did I?"

At most it's sarcastic, not a swear word.

"You...people like you should be expelled from school! Who do you think you are? The school is so kind as to give you a chance to mend your ways. But you don't cherish it. You'll regret it when they really want to expel you!"

"Come and ask for my forgiveness then. Ha, I tell you, I can never forgive you!"

"If you don't apologize today, the school will definitely give me an explanation!"

The boy became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had lost his mind and turned into a wild beast that could only vent his emotions, roaring and roaring non-stop.

"Stop, stop, stop..." Xier pressed her fingers against the palm of her left hand. She was a little annoyed by what she heard. So she gestured for the other person to stop, and the next second she said something shocking: "Are you from Dunhuang?"

"Dunhuang?" The angry boy didn't understand what this meant.

"Yeah, otherwise why do you have so many murals?" Xier was very considerate and emphasized the pronunciation of "mural". "Forget it, it's rare for me to reason with you, and you don't deserve to listen."

After saying that, Xier picked up the apology letter and tore it into pieces in front of all the teachers and students in the school.

Then he threw it into the air, and suddenly, paper scraps flew everywhere and the playground fell into dead silence.

Xi'er said into the microphone: "I'm looking forward to the next person who wants me to apologize. I hope you can be a little tougher and not be like the softie this time, hiding behind me and not even having the courage to fight me."

"I'll state in advance that I'm very weak and may not be able to beat you. But if we fight, I will do everything I can to beat you to death."

"Men, women, young and old, without exception."

After saying that, Xier jumped directly from the flag-raising platform, not caring at all about the gazes of the school leaders and classmates.

The playground is too cold, let’s go back to the classroom quickly.

Xier thought so, just treat everyone in this world as NPC.

Anyway... they have never been nice to me.

Only the brother in the house is real, the one I like, and the only home I can return to.

Xier's eyes were shining, rippling layer upon layer like dew falling into a pond.

Her petite body walked through one class after another, and the strange looks from people around her did not make her stop even for a moment.

That's right.

Just treat everyone in this world as NPCs, there is no need to care about them at all.

Here she does not get any recognition of her values or emotional feedback, only endless loneliness and coldness.

Only from the moment I returned home and saw my brother did time begin to move.

The faded world regained its original appearance and became colorful.

Sitting on my brother's lap, listening to stories, listening to the interesting stories told by my brother, some of them are bizarre, some are unforgettable.

My brother will stand by me unconditionally, encourage me, and support me...

And then... until the day of her eighteenth birthday, when she was killed.

"..."

"..."

Time flies and years change.

Four years passed, Li Mo was twenty-one years old, and Xier was sixteen years old.

The collapse of the surface world has been cleared, and Kiana has become the Herrscher of the End, temporarily living on the moon to protect the earth.

Li Mo also contributed to this.

Even without the help of Bronya and Seele, the girl's royal story... would still unfold as Li Mo expected.

Despite Otto and his secret assistance.

"It's truly a... destined ending. But I have no reason to feel disappointed."

Li Mo sat in his bedroom. After his last follow-up visit, the doctor estimated that he only had less than three years left to live.

In other words, Li Mo might not even make it to Xier's coming-of-age ceremony.

"The root cause of this world's collapse is the Cocoon of the End, not the mechanism of destruction. The chosen one can easily change the fate of the world being destroyed. Does that mean that from the beginning, many things can be ignored, or that some accidents are deliberately created to allow Kiana to transform and then directly control the Cocoon of the End?"

"It's like a stage play. As long as you place specific characters in specific scenes and plots, and then pull the strings, you can smoothly curb the long-standing collapse. Ha, it's simply a child's play..."

Li Mo's mentality was a little unbalanced. If there was no special existence like Kiana, would it mean that no matter how hard he tried, he would enter the next reincarnation, because he could not get the recognition of the Cocoon of the End, no matter how strong he was, it would be useless.

If you want to change, you have to accept the World Serpent's Stigma Plan.

"Forget it, why think so much, it has nothing to do with me."

"Otto is dead. Calculating the time, Shigure Kirara should have found Cecilia and is on her way home."

Thinking of this, Li Mo was in a good mood.

Cecilia can activate the key of creation, the Black Abyss White Flower, to eliminate the long-standing hidden dangers in his body.

Perhaps this is an impossible thing for modern medicine.

Because the disease has existed for too long, there is almost no way to completely eradicate it, but Honkai energy is omnipotent.

Black Abyss White Flower can repair and positively guide the cells and even molecular structures of the human body.

The only downside is the usage restrictions.

Most people are not qualified to use the Black Abyss White Flower, let alone the Welwitschia that can unlock the Zeroth Rated Power: Holy Spear.