I'm not Yingjie

"Haha, don't lie to me. You're not a good kid if you insist on being stubborn. I like you, you're capable and honest. It's okay. You can talk to me anytime."

Zero did not lie to his boss. Zero worked several jobs at the same time. His physical and mental strength could support him to do the various jobs perfectly. He had no financial difficulties and his life was in order.

However, people have become accustomed to wishful thinking.

"In this society, technology is becoming more and more advanced. I can't keep up with you young people." The boss started chatting with him while he was sorting out the things. He was a chatterbox, so a silent listener was his best friend. "But people are getting further and further away from each other, and there are more and more intrigues. There weren't so many 'fake beggars' and 'fraudsters' in the past. People have obviously become smarter, but they have become worse."

"As a person who has experienced this, I want to remind young people like you who are still inexperienced that people are very complicated. It will be a big mistake to always think that a person is simply good or bad."

"People always go with the flow. Which side of a person's good or bad side is revealed depends on the environment he is in. So being a pure good person or a pure bad person is much more difficult than being an ordinary person."

“It’s okay to have some bad thoughts occasionally, but before you do something irreparable, I hope you can listen to the voice of your heart.”

The boss put down his drink with a smile, glanced at his watch, and stood up in a panic: "Ah, it's already this late, let's stop chatting. My wife and daughter are waiting for me to go home for dinner, remember to close the shop, Lin."

"it is good."

"Let's talk tomorrow. I still have a lot of life experience to impart to you."

……

Good guys and bad guys?

In fact, Ling would not use such a simple and crude method to distinguish people, but the boss did give him an idea, and the two noisy voices in his head finally quieted down a little.

He often thinks about what he should do.

At this time, one of the consciousnesses will often tell him that he just needs to love human beings unconditionally, they are his compatriots, and he should believe in the light deep in their hearts. The other consciousness will not stop this consciousness, it will only pop up at certain times.

I once had a happy life and family, so there is no need to experience misery again.

But a voice deep inside whispered to Zero, asking him if he really knew what humans were like?

The prerequisite for loving something is to know the essence of this thing.

Therefore, Zero also restrains himself from "loving" humans, and being a bystander may be the best choice.

"Ding dong~"

It's time to go to work again.

Ling picked up his shoulder bag and walked out of the classroom without even looking at other people's eyes. There were not many stores willing to hire an underage person as an employee. Even if he had sufficient funds, he had to be prepared to lose his job.

"Woo——"

The shrill sound of an alarm whizzed past his ears, and Zero watched indifferently as the police car disappeared in front of him.

Did something happen?

The police car was heading in the same direction as the store where he worked, which made Ling feel a little strange. He tried to call his boss, but no one answered.

He quickened his pace and rushed to the store.

Soon, he arrived.

In the gray world in our eyes, there are always some things that appear particularly bright, such as...

blood.

He stared expressionlessly at the depressed boss who was being taken into the car, the body on the ground, and the fruit knife stuck in the body.

……

"…What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

The boss lowered his head, not sure whether he was afraid to look or didn't want to look at the child in front of him.

"As you can see, I killed someone. It's ridiculous, isn't it, that I'm like this." He grabbed his hair, then let it go helplessly. "I just told you so many truths before, but I didn't expect that I would become a negative example so soon... Haha, anyway, don't learn from me, go back."

But Ling, who was wearing a mask, showed no abnormality on his face. He asked delicately and coldly, "Boss, why did you kill someone?"

"…Why? Of course it's because he's a bastard! He once tried to do something bad to my daughter, and that day he tried to steal something from my store. When I caught him, he even tried to stab me with a knife! I just stabbed him with the knife by accident!"

It was the first time that Ling saw his boss so hysterical. He should have been a very peaceful middle-aged man.

"So... is he a bad guy?"

"He must be a bad guy. Am I a bad guy? I recruited you to work when you had nowhere else to go. I was so nice to everyone. I even wanted to give that guy a chance to repent and let him put down the knife and leave. But what did I get in return?"

"That's why I told you that this society has become corrupt! Why should I be locked up here just because I killed a bad guy? I still have a daughter and a wife, and I still have so many people who love me. Can you understand?"

Zero shook his head silently.

Someone who loves him?

Ling has always been alone, so he can't understand what his boss means by "someone who loves him".

He only knows one thing.

"But boss, you did it wrong."

"..."

"From the moment you killed someone, you were already a bad person. The fact that you were not judged as self-defense or excessive defense shows that you intended to kill the other person directly at that time, rather than 'accidentally' as you said."

"..."

The boss's eyes froze for a moment, then turned cold.

A coldness that was familiar to Zero, one that he had seen in the eyes of countless people.

"Boss, you have become what you call a 'bad guy'... No, just an ordinary person, because you said that people cannot be judged as good or bad..."

"Get out."

"..."

"Get out of here!"

Zero walked out of the detention center. He raised his head and a drop of rain fell on his head.

Chapter 64: The Beginning of Lin

"Ding--"

The coin drew a silver arc, reached its highest point above the head, shining with the light of the sun, cut through the wind and fell at the feet, making a crisp sound.

The moment it touched the ground, Hun watched it bounce up again, and the front and back sides changed at high speed before his eyes.

After coming to a complete stop, is it heads or tails?

Hun stared at the coin closely, wanting to see the moment it hit the ground.

"哐~"

The coin fell into a person's hand, and no one saw whether it landed heads or tails.

"Why do you care so much whether it's heads or tails?"

Hun's half-closed eyes suddenly widened the moment he saw that person.

The azure visual window looked at her calmly. Even though she couldn't see his eyes under the helmet, she could still feel his warm gaze.

"Lin...Team Member..."

Why, is he here?

No...where am I...

"Ding——" The man in the helmet raised his head and threw a coin into the sky.

Under the illusory sky, the silver coin disappeared.

"Why do you care so much whether it's heads or tails?" he repeated the question.

……

A person’s life is a clock. The starting point and the end point are both nothingness, but no matter which point in time you are at, the only option is to move forward.

There are so many doubts, and things are unpredictable.

Ling sat on the edge of the rooftop, chewing on the hard-to-swallow bread, looking down at the bustling Chiba Academy where people were talking and laughing.

Looking back on his short life, which was not very clear, he could hardly describe it as "full of ups and downs". As a "time traveler", he had such a dull experience. Countless mediocrity makes up a person's life.

But Zero had no complaints.

He remembered that his parents died in the sea of ​​fire, and he wanted to inherit their will and save more people, but he didn't know when or where to start.

I don't even know where to start.

Along the way, Zero saved many people. He never really hurt a human being. He was like a... bystander. Yes, a bystander who would not completely participate and let humans solve their own problems but often couldn't help but lend a helping hand.

He doesn't feel like a human being.

He is a time traveler, not a time traveler who lives in the same world as these people.

Then why do you love humans? This should give you an answer...

How can a person who is in a superior position not love creatures that are more fragile than himself?

Ling didn't finish the bread. He put the rest into wrapping paper and threw it downstairs.

"Snapped."

Without even touching the edge, the bread was thrown into a trash can that looked smaller than an ant when viewed from above.

Today was the same, he never felt that he was in the same world as others.

"Is there anyone here?"

Just as he was about to return to the classroom, the door to the rooftop was pushed open and a timid female voice was heard.

A normal-looking girl wearing glasses and with waist-length hair stood at the door. She seemed a little at a loss after discovering that someone had visited her secret base.

"..." Zero lowered his hood, said nothing, and walked around her and left.

There was no need to say anything, this was just a place he had stumbled upon while looking for a place to have lunch.

But after walking down the stairs, he suddenly remembered that the girl seemed to be a classmate of his and was sitting right in front of him.

Zero has a good memory. He can finish reading a book in less than a minute and extract the essential parts. The key to information processing is memory, so he can basically remember everything he sees.

There was no need for him to interact with other people, but he still knew the basic information, such as that the girl was called Mei, and she was a loner like him. She was buried in writing something all day long, and her grades were among the best, but few people noticed her.

No wonder she went to the rooftop. It was quiet and spacious there, perfect for thinking and gaining insights. She probably went there to think about academic issues.

After figuring out why she was there, Ling no longer cared. Anyway, there wouldn't be any more contact between them in the future.

However, at noon the next day, he was invited.

Mei, who was sitting in front of him, invited him to have lunch on the rooftop.

"...What do you want from me?" Ling neither agreed nor refused, but looked at the timid girl coldly.

"I seemed to have occupied your place yesterday..."

"No, the rooftop doesn't belong to anyone. I just happened to eat there." Ling took out the bread. He bought an extra bottle of milk today and planned to find another place to eat it. "Don't come to me if you don't have anything to do."

Mei saw Ling refused, so she changed the topic and asked, "Can I ask you some questions?"

"..."

This is the first time Zero meets someone who refuses to give up after being rejected by him.

In the past, when he said something like this, other people would look offended, but in reality he was just speaking the truth.

He didn't even think of offending anyone.

"If you have any questions, you can ask here." Ling did not drive Mei away. He opened the package and glanced at the situation in the classroom.

No one pays attention to them.

Whether it is Zero or Mei, neither of them is the type that attracts attention. If you have to mention them, there is probably only one adjective that others will use - "freak".

"Your grades have always been good, on par with mine... Um, I'm not saying I'm great, nor do I hate you, I'm saying you..."

"There are many people with good grades." Ling tore off the packaging bag, bit the bread that was as hard as a stone, and swallowed it in two or three bites. "It's very simple to find the corresponding knowledge from the book and learn the skills given by the teacher. Just wanting to write good-looking numbers on the test paper is a very simple thing."

After all, it is nothing more than taking out the permutations and combinations of knowledge from a limited knowledge base. As long as you want to and are willing to work hard, most people can easily get high scores.

What Mei wants to ask is the study skills? Isn't she also a top student?

"I know, that's what I did, but you're different from others. I noticed that you read very quickly, and it doesn't seem like you're just flipping through the pages, but you really finish the book." Mei's originally shy tone gradually became normal during the conversation. She asked with some expectation, "Reading a book is not just about memorizing the words, but a combination of absorption and organization. So I think your information processing ability is far superior to that of ordinary people. Your learning ability is the application of this information processing ability, right?"

Mei is indeed different.