AWITTGABAGIWOBAFOAP Chapter 25

Chapter 25: Both Students Resurrected, A Shura Field Indeed? Dares Not Open…

Chapter 25: Both Students Resurrected, A Shura Field Indeed? Dares Not Open…

Thankfully, she held on and didn’t faint.

“Don’t panic, first ask clearly what the situation is,” Song Ningwan said soothingly, looking at the scene with a faint guess in his heart.

“The children are all hidden in the legion, why would they be lost?”

The legion members were actually unclear about the situation. Only when he came back to his senses did he realize that this was the legion’s direct jurisdiction, so it shouldn’t be possible for someone to openly steal from their home, right?

“Mr. Song, I am sorry to say that I don’t know what exactly happened here.” He paused, choosing his words, “However, judging from the scene, it’s not pleasant.”

The legion member opened the communicator, and urgent shouts and screams came from inside.

“Save…”

Due to excessive confidentiality, communications did not use high-tech methods such as projection videos, so only the cries for help from the other side could be heard, as if they were fighting against some extremely vicious person.

“What happened!” The member’s expression was grim as his hand rested on the handle of the gun at his waist, and he walked towards the outside of the factory.

The voice on the other side was intermittent: “Ah! We really don’t know…”

“He has awakened.” A clean, ethereal voice that was out of tune with the muddy world.

So familiar…

When Song Ningwan heard this sentence, although he dared not believe it, he still immediately followed and pulled back the legion member who was preparing to provide support.

The legion member was puzzled, but didn’t ask too much, and stopped.

Tentatively trying to persuade, he said: “May I ask what you are looking for? Release our people!”

Rustling sounds came from the other side of the conversation, followed by a “bang!” and the communicator rolled on the ground before stopping.

They dropped the communicator?!

“Legion Commander Yuri is not someone you can offend. Don’t cause trouble for yourself.” The legion member calmed down, seemingly finding it unbelievable that the terrorist on the other side seemed to be just one person, and such a delicate person at that, actually charged into the headquarters?

“Ka’lier, where is he?” The man’s voice was low and contained no emotion, sounding as if he desired nothing.

Faced with this situation, the legion member looked at Song Ningwan. “You’re looking for Ka’lier?”

“Ka’lier, come out.” The brim of the hat obscured his dark pupils, making it impossible to see his emotions, and his cold face was noble and arrogant. Ying lowered his eyes. Because he had just awakened, all his senses were so unfamiliar, and only when he spoke of “him” did the cold military uniform lose a trace of chill: “Return his ashes to me.” His voice was as cold as ice.

A creepy sense of being watched lingered in an unseen place, sending chills down one’s spine even through the communication network.

“Wait a moment.” The legion member scratched his head in confusion. “Wasn’t Ka’lier already dead? Who are you, and what nonsense are you talking about?”

Who is Ying?

Perhaps even he himself didn’t know who exactly resided in this scarred body buried under the dust of time?

Ying’s throat moved, turning his unspeakable thoughts into indifference, keeping people at arm’s length.

“Ka’lier, he is guilty. His ashes should be obliterated from the world.”

Song Ningwan: “…” Is that right?

In fact, quite the opposite.

The reason why Ying resurrected was something worth investigating.

Initially, Song Ningwan thought that Ying was a silly, good kid, but as a result, the two scoundrel students ganged up to swindle him into drinking the potion, which led to the collapse of his spiritual power.

At that time, Ying, dressed in a proper military uniform, was no longer carefree. His tall figure obscured the light as he knelt on one knee on the ground, resisting the effects of the drug as Song Ningwan’s forehead was covered in sweat.

“Song Ningwan, you are so hypocritical.”

Leaving the luxury villa for so many years, he went from being a military academy student to rising through the ranks and becoming the first commander in the military region.

He was lively and cute when he was a child, but ten years in the army had ground out a taciturn personality that disliked talking.

Also, he was raised from a young age, so not repaying the kindness was one thing, but what was with seeking revenge?!

Knowing that Song Ningwan had been dead for so many years, the two students wanted to grind him to dust and scatter him. This sincerity could be said to be earth-shattering.

You two dogs, wait until Song Ningwan’s mental strength recovers.

“Pulan” twitched his lips, sneering, as if recalling that night, when the commander, who was known for his coldness and abstinence, did such disgusting things.

The ashes of Wan were placed in a ring by Ka’lier and had always been worn on his ring finger.

Rumor has it that it leads directly to the heart, and every time he needs to draw spiritual power, Ka’lier always takes out the ashes and sprinkles them on it.

In the first year after Song Ningwan’s death, Ka’lier became an SS-class Mechanical Engineer, infinitely glorious, but at night he would stroke his teacher’s pale face.

When the affection was deep, he would lean over and give him a kiss.

In the fifth year after his death, he stole all his teacher’s honors, gradually causing the name Song Ningwan to disappear from the public eye. Whoever dared to mention it would touch his reverse scale.

In the tenth year after his death, he stood on a skyscraper and looked out at the brightly lit world alone.

The former luxury villa no longer had the warmth of home and stood alone in the wilderness.

He vowed that he would never let his teacher stop breathing again.

In the 100th year after his death, for the sake of the world that Song Ningwan loved, Ka’lier personally sealed himself and used a constant stream of energy to supply the humans who had escaped underground to eke out a living.

In the 10,000th year after his death, Wan had awakened and was in the Upper Trash District.

Even if he had to dig three feet into the ground, Ka’lier would find his beloved teacher again, and as for Ying, he would find a chance to kill him.

Song Ningwan heard Pulan laugh and, the moment he looked down, his eyes met the girl’s.

Not bad, very perceptive.

Song Ningwan silently shifted his gaze and, seeing that the legion member had unilaterally cut off the communication, he walked over and borrowed the phone book to call Yuri directly.

Ding—

The call was quickly connected.

“Where are the children?”

“Congratulations.”

The two voices sounded at the same time.

“Congratulations on what?” Song Ningwan’s voice was low, perhaps because too many things had happened recently, and he was a little exhausted.

“Of course, congratulations on destroying the Urban Management Bureau.” Yuri’s side was very noisy, and it seemed that the network was not good. Before long, a clear voice was transmitted again, “Partner, you are very good.”

“Is it congratulating me, or congratulating yourself? You know it clearly in your heart. Only when the Urban Management Bureau is destroyed can the legion become the Jian family’s unique tool.” Song Ningwan didn’t want to waste time and spoke bluntly.

“Where are the children?”

Yuri smiled. “I’ve protected them. After all, I have a big business I want to discuss with you.”

“Entertain Mr. Song well, I will be back soon.” This sentence was obviously directed at someone else.

“Yes.” The legion member bowed to the communicator and hesitantly revealed that someone had broken into headquarters.

“Interesting.” Yuri found it inconceivable.

“Chief, the voice sounded like the person is not very old.” The member repeated what Ka’lier had said.

Yuri didn’t take this to heart and casually instructed: “Just a madman, kill him.”

Song Ningwan thought that it was better to avoid trouble, so he decided to remain silent.

After Song Ningwan hung up the communication with Yuri, the legion member immediately said, “I have to deal with the person who broke into the legion, Mr. Song, please help yourself. When the chief returns, I will have someone notify you.”

When only the two of them were left, Song Ningwan leaned against the wall and sat down, rubbing his temples.

“There’s a medical kit over there, I’ll treat your wound for you.” “Pulan” said and ran to the corner, using both hands to lift a white tin box.

She walked over, squatted down, and carefully injected the man with medicine, applied medicine, and bandaged the wound.

Song Ningwan didn’t refuse, just lifted his eyelids to look over: “Aren’t you worried about your brother? Why don’t you ask?”

“Pulan”‘s hand holding the medicine paused, then she lowered her eyes: “I am very worried, but I understand that your injuries need to be treated now.”

“They will be fine, Yuri wants to negotiate terms with me, so he will keep those children.” Song Ningwan took the medicine bottle, tore open his shirt to reveal a deep wound that was bone-deep, simply sprinkled it with disinfectant, and bandaged it. “Pulan, you can call me teacher.”

“First…”

Looking at “Pulan”‘s hesitant look, Song Ningwan interrupted: “Call what?”

“Teacher.” “Pulan” didn’t react for a moment, and her calm heart was constantly beating.

Thump! Thump!

“Mm.” Song Ningwan nodded, feeling that he was too indifferent, so he smiled.

“Teacher?”

“Mm.”

“Pulan” called again: “Teacher…”

“Mm, what’s wrong?” Song Ningwan answered patiently, deliberately making his voice sound gentler.

“Ugh…” Pulan held her head in her hands, covered her ears, and slowly squatted down.

“What’s wrong?” Seeing the girl’s miserable appearance, Song Ningwan took a tranquilizer from the medical kit and injected it into Pulan’s body.

The drug was very potent and took effect quickly. Pulan’s mind was dizzy, and she leaned on Song Ningwan and fell asleep.

At sunset, all things were covered in a layer of orange-yellow light, and the atmosphere was warm and comfortable.

Pulan woke up from her dream, and the first thing she saw was Song Ningwan. She helped herself up and said, “Mr.”

“Why did you suddenly feel dizzy?” Song Ningwan asked.

Pulan felt confused for a moment. She was silent for a long time and seemed to have made a certain decision, and seriously said, “Mr., what is your purpose in saving me?”

In the past, Pulan didn’t actually like Song Ningwan. She thought the man’s mind was deep and even if he saved all the children, he had an agenda.

But after experiencing so much life and death together, she understood that the eyes of someone who truly harbors ulterior motives don’t speak.

“You’re right, I do have a purpose in saving you. And cooperating with me is extremely dangerous, and you may face the risk of death.” Song Ningwan bandaged his wound and then looked seriously at the clever and cunning girl.

Although he had to admit that Pulan was very good at playing the weak and manipulating human nature.

Perhaps even Song Ningwan hadn’t expected that, imperceptibly, he often unconsciously wanted to protect weak girls.

But Pulan was not a flower, but a perennial weed.

Even if she was weak, she was also sharp.

Perhaps humans often ignored this fragility, and that was why they were inadvertently cut by weeds.

Song Ningwan continued, “There is no need for Pulan to depend on anyone to live, and being strong is the armor to protect yourself. Don’t be sad about stepping on a flower, leave pity for the weak. And don’t entrust your life just because someone is good to you, love yourself far more than loving others.”

“First…” Pulan frowned and gradually shifted her gaze, changing her address, “Teacher, I’m not a good girl.”

“No one can define Pulan, whether it’s being obedient or pretending, it’s all you.”

Song Ningwan’s words made the girl keep thinking, wondering how much was true and how much was false?

“Disobeying will be killed by the rules, not pretending will be suppressed by the powerful, not pleasing… you won’t protect me.” Pulan was sober and calm, not being trapped. She had always been clear about what she was doing and knew what to do to achieve her goals.

“In front of me, there’s no need to continue pretending to be weak or seeking sympathy.” Song Ningwan felt that the part of his soul rooted in the soil was struggling violently, wanting to break free from its bonds.

But he didn’t plan to push the boat, but rather to take things as they came.

“Because Pulan is excellent enough, your strength overwhelms the little tricks, I can see the radiant you.”

Pulan looked up, but was patted on the shoulder by Song Ningwan. After all, this kind of thing had to be figured out on her own.

As night fell, the sky was late.

As soon as Yuri returned, the two were led into a high-end apartment to wait in the living room.

Yuri first went to the study to deal with matters.

“Teacher?”

Song Ningwan was stunned before he realized that most of the rubble in the tunnel had been blocked by Ka’lier, and the bloody smell permeated the surroundings, lingering for a long time.

But Ka’lier wasn’t human, and his pain nerves were extremely low, so these injuries were nothing at all.

Song Ningwan turned his head to look at Pulan, and almost lost his mind, “What’s wrong?”

Pulan’s mental power could already roam freely in the local area network, and she told Song Ningwan about the top trending search.

Song Ningwan suspected that he had misheard, “What?”

“Someone is leading the people of the Lower Trash District to kill Allen Jian.” Pulan repeated.

Every word could be understood individually, but what on earth did the combined sentence mean?!

The people of the Lower Trash District killing Allen? Why?

“Who wants to kill Allen? Why are the people of the Lower Trash District so obedient to him?” Song Ningwan didn’t understand. Back then, there was a bomb crater every three steps, and when you looked up, you could see a meteor shower. The relationship between people was like a parent defending a child.

Why would these troublemakers and killers listen to Ka’lier?

How absurd.

Song Ningwan wanted to slow down, but before he had time to drink water, he was struck by lightning, causing him to freeze in place, unable to move.

“It’s the already canceled user – S, who is also the famous fake Mechanical Engineer of the Lower Trash District.”

?

Song Ningwan immediately borrowed the communicator from the butler and saw a red, glaring message on the display screen, hanging at the top of the Trash District forum.

[S: Allen one knife, Yinlun two knives, and Bilin even more so, eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Upper Trash District stay away, Lower Trash District get out, the Jian family all die.]

The replies below:

[Jian family: S, will never see the dawn again.]

[Legion: Fully enforce martial law in the Upper and Lower Trash Districts, and be sure to catch the counterfeit Mechanical Engineer who violated the rules.]

[Lower Trash District Bureau Chief: Due to my mistake, S, with the title of A-class Mechanical Engineer, flaunted and swindled, and offended our ancestor Ka’lier, I feel deeply sorry. I hereby promise to provide all clues about the criminal and assist the legion in catching the real culprit.]

There were spectators, scolders, and resentful people.

There were also dreamers who wanted to kill Allen and seize the position of the Jian family’s head.

He didn’t dare to open his eyes, hoping it was his illusion.