Chapter 89
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In the princ.i.p.al's office, Sibis sat behind his desk, while the others stood in silence.
"Vincent, where have you been these past four months? How could you have vanished without a trace?" asked Sibis.
Sibis stared straight into Vincent's eyes like two sharp lasers.
Vincent smiled bitterly. His mind was racing.
"Teacher, I had no idea that it had been four months. In my mind, only 20 days had pa.s.sed."
"When I found the Undying Crow egg, I also found a box. After opening the box, I entered a strange place. The place had always been bright and sunny. I had no idea how much time had pa.s.sed. I had to put in a lot of effort to escape," said Vincent.
Vincent told half-truths about what happened in the paradise illusion in order to not arouse suspicion.
Sibis frowned after hearing what Vincent said. It was the first time he had heard of such a place.
Although he had many doubts, it was clear that since the appearance of the Black Holes, the entire world had been in chaos. There were a lot of things that could not be explained.
"Since you feel fine, then go back and rest. I have chosen the members of the first team. They are everyone who is present right now."
"The second team is currently undergoing special training. When the special training is over, they will come and pick you up. You can set off tomorrow," said Sibis.
Everyone knew who the candidates for the first team were. When they heard what Sibis said, they all nodded in agreement.
Vincent, on the other hand, did not expect to know everyone on the first team.
"I'll repeat it once more. Your mission is very dangerous. You can lose your lives at any time. If you want to withdraw, please voice out now. Once you leave Blazing City, you won't have the chance to back out anymore," said Sibis.
Sibis looked at everyone. He nodded in satisfaction when no one refused.
"Alright, everyone can head back now. Vincent, stay behind. I still have some things left to explain to you," said Sibis.
Everyone except Vincent turned around to leave. Vincent remained in his original spot.
Sibis was sharp. He looked at Vincent and said in a calm and firm tone, "You have advanced."
Vincent was stunned for a moment. He knew that it was impossible for him to hide the fact that he had leveled up. He then nodded.
"Only you and Teacher Chris know the fundamental reason for going out this time. During the mission, if there are any uncertainties, you can discuss it with Teacher Chris. As for the G.o.d-Slaying Plan, don't tell anyone about it, understand?" said Sibis.
Sibis was not surprised by Vincent's realm. For a person who has four S-Cla.s.s superpowers, it was not surprising for him to level up at any time.
Vincent nodded solemnly. He knew very well how important the G.o.d-Slaying Plan was.
He had thought about it a lot when he was in the paradise illusion.
Although the G.o.d-Slaying Plan was a very flawed plan, it had prolonged the lives of the human race. It provided the human race with time. This gave the opportunity for more superpowered users to emerge.
In regard to the plan itself, it can be argued that it was also good training for those who partic.i.p.ated.
They were chosen out of millions and were given the chance to fight against powerful monsters. If they succeed, they could grow even faster.
Even if the 10,000 races of the Black Hole suddenly appeared and started a battle with the human race, it was not impossible for the chosen ones to fight against them.
Of course, this would only happen if the chosen ones were still alive.
"Last but not least, I need to remind you of this.
Vincent was stunned by what Sibis had said. He was reluctant to concur.
"Teacher, do you mean that even if this plan fails, I must come back alive?" asked Vincent.
"Are you speaking nonsense? Remember, you must come back alive!"
Sibis became even more confusing. His tone was forceful.
"Teacher…"
"Get out! Get out!" shouted Sibis.
Sibis suddenly flew into a rage and pointed at the door.
Vincent bowed deeply at Sibis. He then turned around and walked out of the princ.i.p.al's office.
Sibis watched as Vincent gradually disappeared from his sight. The reluctance and heartache in his eyes increased.
The princ.i.p.al's office door closed. Sibis felt like a deflated balloon. He collapsed on his chair.
He took out the old group photo once again. His hands were trembling.
"Ares, Athena, was it right or wrong for me to choose Vincent? Will you blame me for not taking good care of your children…?" asked Sibis.
Vincent returned to the dormitory and threw himself on the bed. It had been a long time. He was in need of a break.
Too many things had happened during this period of time. He had experienced too much. He was physically and mentally exhausted.
Vincent felt like he might get sick if he did not rest.
As for his friends, he did not want to pay any attention to them for the time being. He only wanted to stay alone in his room quietly.
However, the heavens did not fulfill his wishes. Not long after he laid down, he heard a loud bang.
He flipped over and sat up on his bed with a vigilant look on his face. He was stunned for a moment but then later revealed a bitter smile.
D*mn it! He had forgotten that his roommate was a guy who did not have any talent but had an interest in making psionic equipment.
He opened his door to take a look. When he opened his door, black smoke surrounded him instantly. Vincent felt like he was choking from the smoke and started to cough.
"Nabil, what are you doing?" shouted Vincent.
Vincent choked so hard that tears started to fill his eyes.
Black smoke billowed out of Nabil's room. Two people covered in soot walked out.
"Hey! Vincent, you're back! I'm researching weapons with Nabil. Do you want to join me?"
Vincent waved at one of them.
He stared at them for a long time but could not recognize who the other person was.
Nabil was easy to recognize. His thick gla.s.ses were too unique.
"You are?"
Vincent was rummaging through his mind. He could not figure it out.
"Me! Swire!"
As Swire spoke, he used his superpower to reveal his ident.i.ty.
Vincent looked at the wings behind Swire and widened his eyes in disbelief.
Swire was hanging out with Nabil?
"You've been researching psionic weapons for Nabil?" asked Vincent in disbelief.
Swire nodded and retracted his superpower.
Nabil revealed an awkward smile. His white teeth were very eye-catching since he was covered in black soot.
"I'm sorry, Vincent. I have failed again. Sorry for disturbing you," said Nabil.
Vincent waved his hand to show that he was fine. However, his head hurt after looking at the house filled with black smoke.
He was considering whether to change dormitories. Living with the two of them would be irresponsible.
It was hard to imagine what the dormitory would look like in the future if the two of them worked together officially.
"Vincent! Come with us! It's so fun! I just realized that the things I used to play with are really weak."
Swire was still trying to invite Vincent over to hang out.
In his opinion, if there were good and fun things, he would naturally want to share them with his good friends.
"I'm good! You two should be careful!"
Vincent turned around and went back to his room. He was speechless.
After seeing Vincent disinterested, Swire just shrugged. He did not want to force him any further. Swire turned to look at Nabil and said in a serious tone, "I think that we shouldn't have increased the psionic ore just now. We should lessen the ore."
Nabil nodded in agreement.
"I think you're right," said Nabil.
After listening to their conversation through the door, Vincent could not help but s.h.i.+ver.
"If we encounter a Monster Horde next time, perhaps these two guys will be of great use," muttered Vincent.
He wanted the two of them to study psionic equipment outside the city wall. They could blow up a lot of monsters at the same time.
On second thought, he felt like it would be inhumane. He shook his head and gave up on the idea.
Vincent returned to his bed. However, he did not feel like resting anymore. Instead, he channeled his psionic power and entered a state of cultivation.