Chapter 232
Chapter 232 of "Welcome to Rewind World Game" opens revealing the plot: Chapter 232: Chapter 229: "Letâs Reconcile"Iâve been persuaded by you, Doctor Baisha." she said, "I... Discover what happens!
Chapter 232: Chapter 229: "Letâs Reconcile"Iâve been persuaded by you, Doctor Baisha." she said, "I wonât continue todayâs lesson, so you may have some free time. But donât get your hopes up too high; tomorrow, a new teacher will come to instruct you, and I donât believe theyâll let you off as easily."
"May I ask for more information?"
"Itâs not convenientâ will find out." Flax laughed, the blood light completely retracted.
", who is it? Dong Xue?"
"I canât say."
"Do you know my real name?"
"I canât say."
"Who is Yang Xia? Is she a virtual character created by imagination, or a real person?"
"How can we ensure her survival?"
"Listen carefully to what people are saying, Doctor Baisha." Flaxâs face revealed a gentle smile.
Meanwhile, Su Mingâan heard the system prompt:
[High Tower Invitation (Hidden): "To see a broader sky through oneâs own handsâthatâs what naĂŻve me used to think. Until I realized, when I lifted my head, my eyes could no longer see the far distance."
Physical Defense: 5
Mentality Defense: 20
Durability: 20/20
Equipment Requirement: Persuade Flax without receiving any attacks and enter the Hidden Line.
Active Skill One : You may select a Player or NPC and extend a verbal invitation for a duel. If the invitee agrees (any verbal or physical action recognized as consent), engage them in a three-minute uninterrupted duel. Health Points lost during the duel are restored upon victory.
Active Skill Two : Kill ten players during the invitations to unlock.
Cooldown Time: Five minutes from the end of the duel.
Note: This item can only be used for combat and cannot be used to evade mechnical judgements.]
This was a piece of headgear Equipment, which clashed with his hidden piece, the "Rose Hat." However, this was an Equipment that activated an Active Skill, meaning it only needed to be worn when in use, while the Rose Hat could still be equipped at other times.
But this ...
Was it similar to the 1v1 isolated space battles of Edward? A forced pull into a duel with another?
Su Mingâan didnât quite understand, and he planned to test it out when he had more time.
"Ding-Dong!"
The system prompt continued to sound:
[Years Line Prompt: "Yang Xia, welcome home."
"Please reconcile with your past self."]
In front of him, the gentle and pretty teacher with Flax-colored hair twirled the ends of her locks with her pale fingers.
"Being persuaded by you might also be because Iâm not quite like the other teachers," she said with a smile.
Su Mingâan closed the system interface and listened to her words:
"...Do you know? Doctor, I was once a student of Baisha." she said.
He paused for a moment.
"When I first arrived, I kept crying, just kept crying, but my parents were always smiling." she said, "I clung to their legs, begging them to take me away, begging them not to leave me here. A lifetime of despair, of pain... I feel like Iâve experienced it all here."
"But it was no use, the last thing I saw was just their retreating figures waving goodbye... and the happy smiles on their faces."
"They were enjoying their tomorrow, imagining what kind of person I would be? I donât know."
"At first, I was just like these children, hating everything about this place.
"During that time, I constantly wanted to end myself... because the pain of being here was unbearable."
"I also saw many others who felt like me, all wanting to escape from here."
But I donât know from when... we began to change.
Some became "class leaders," some became "excellent students," and some because of their unique insights, were even promoted to "doctors."
Grading made those of us who were unified become strangers; I no longer dared to trust my companions, I wanted to find my own way out.
The desire to survive, the desire for freedom, compelled me to assimilate, and I gradually began to accept it all."
Flax said, sighing softly, so softly.
The pallid light in the room shone on her face, her eyes filled with exhaustion.
"... And later I changed.
I became a âclass leader,â became an âexcellent student,â I smiled at everyone, received their blessings, and then I successfully left this place.
... I became a âteacher.â
I didnât think there was anything wrong with this place, in fact, every child who made it out successfully lived well, they were all happy.
I forgot the original intention, forgot that self who desperately hit the walls at night wishing to end my life, forgot that self who tried to pry open the iron bars of the window to jump down, tried to tumble down the stairs.
I grew up.
I didnât reconcile with my past self; I abandoned myself."
She spoke up to this point, lowered her gaze, and clutched the corners of her clothes tightly.
"... Doctor.
You are different from me, you are the one who dared to speak out against all of this from the beginning.
Even in the situation just now, you didnât choose to give up; you even risked danger trying to persuade me.
... Inevitably, your words and expressions, they affect me.
You are a born orator, you convinced me.
Doctor, you are so much better than me."
She placed her hand on his shoulder, as if entrusting something:
"Moved by your words... I suddenly woke up, Doctor.
I remembered my past self; I realize I lost her along the path of growth.
Becoming well-behaved, obedient, this way of shrinking myself down didnât actually make the world treat me any better.
I remembered you, I saw this you who is in pursuit of the âpast,â Doctor. I remembered everything about this white sand... all the secrets, itâs a pity I cannot tell you now.
But you will certainly not regret it.
... Reconcile with your past self."
She said.
Su Mingâan was momentarily stunned by her barrage of cryptic words.
He heard the system voice:
Flax disappeared.
Together with the bottles and jars she brought, and the history of the white sand, she vanished on the spot as a stream of blood-red light.
Except for the fallen tables and chairs, and the wounded people lying on the ground, everything was as if nothing had happened.
There were players lying on the ground wailing, having fallen into madness due to overly low san points.
In the silent classroom, only the horrific screams of these people echoed.
Su Mingâan stood still, the Sword of Yarman he had been ready to unleash he withdrew.
He glanced at his san points, 60 points.
Although he didnât directly fight Flax, facing her directly was slowly reducing his san points; he had avoided Flaxâs recent group mentality attack, but his san was inevitably disturbed by the subsequent communication.
If he had directly fought with her, he might have gone mad, even if he had won in the end.
He stood there, sighed, and then turned around.
Sure enough, he was met by looks from everyone showing a mix of emotions.