Aoba Office

Li Moqian's matter should be resolved, at least for us.

After speaking on the phone, Fatty and Chen Xiaoqiu drove out of the parking lot respectively. At the next intersection, the two cars also parted ways.

The fat man sent me to the community first, and then sent the thin man and Xue Jingyue home. Xue Jingyue stopped talking when I got off the car.

"What's wrong?" Fatty asked carefully.

Xue Jingyue thought for a while and shook her head, "I'm not sure. But I always feel... as if... it's not over yet..."

These words made my heart skip a beat.

Xue Jingyue smiled at me, "Even if there is something, it has nothing to do with us. Qingye's people have been there all along, and the police have also obtained evidence."

I nodded, closed the car door, watched the thin man wave to me, and watched the fat man drive away.

I didn't go home. I waited until Fatty's car was no longer visible, then turned around and went to the station.

I took a bus to Gongnong Village No. 6, went straight to Building No. 6, and went up to the sixth floor in one breath.

This is not the first time I have been to Qingye Supernatural Agency, but this is probably the calmest time I have ever walked.

I could feel the subtle changes in the air on the sixth floor.

It’s not just the extra Yin energy in the air.

On the stairs, I felt something strange.

At the entrance and exit of that different space, I seemed to have heard the wind sounds that Gu Mo had heard.

I didn't stop, continued upstairs, took out the key, and opened the office door.

The sound of the door opening was long and distant, and the sound echoed on this floor.

I kept walking, stepped into the office, and closed the door behind me.

When I got here, I stopped all my movements.

My hand was still pressed against the door panel.

I exhaled, turned around, looked at the two rows of sofas facing each other, and walked to my old seat.

As soon as I sat down, I spoke: "Ye Qing, I want to talk to you."

No one responded to me.

I continued calmly: "I should have talked about this matter with you since I discovered my ability and your purpose. But we didn't have a good talk. You told me before that the only thing you could do at that time was What you did was to find me. Did you not tell the truth at that time? Maybe what you meant by "finding me" was different from what I understood at the time. You found me not after the demolition started, but when I was a child. You found me. Otherwise, you had a plan after you found me."

I looked up at the empty sofa, "You can use my ability, even directly control my ability without my knowledge."

After my words fell, the room was still very quiet, without any sound at all.

"Not only can you control my abilities, you can also use Liu Miao's abilities. You can even use Gu Mo's, Nangong Yao's abilities, or other people's abilities... You just haven't shown it to me, and you don't need to. Show this power of yours,” I continued.

There was a mark of a person sitting on the sofa opposite.

What I want to say is not over yet.

"You are more skilled in using my abilities than I am, and... more powerful..." I took a deep breath, "I don't understand, this should be your best plan. Or do you have to meet certain requirements? What are the conditions to do this? I think we can change our original way of cooperation."

I opened my mouth and smiled bitterly, "I can't do it... I thought I could do it. I thought I was the only solution, but now the situation has changed. Not only you, but also people in the supernatural circle. A plan that sounds more reliable. I am different from you. If there is no other way, I am willing to try according to your ideas and use my abilities to save the world. Exercise and become stronger. Or as Gu Mo said, just let it happen. I... I want to use my abilities to protect my friends. My abilities are really useful. I have saved my sister, I have saved A Guang... I have indeed done something. But... I can't... There is no way to save this world... I haven't made any progress. The solution...I'm in a dilemma. I don't know what to do..."

Losing impulse, losing passion, and losing sympathy for victims made me feel uneasy. I'm afraid that what Gu Mo once said may turn out to be a prophecy. I will turn into an evil ghost after death and cause even greater disasters. Even if Ye Qing can kill me, what about before he kills me? I don't want that tragic ending either.

However, if I stay in that mood, I will lose my cool. I will save people subconsciously.

In other circumstances, I act bravely and help others, which is an act worthy of praise. Even if I sacrifice myself for a stranger, I will feel sad for my family and friends, and I will feel sorry for myself, but I will not regret it.

Now, I regret it.

My abilities bring me unparalleled strength, but also bring burdens.

Gu Mo and Nangong Yao once comforted me. Their tone was careless, and they understated what happened in the film and television city. This may be something they did deliberately, or it may be that they have witnessed too many deaths at Qingye Supernatural Agency, so they looked away. Necessary efforts and necessary sacrifices are acceptable to them. Even if this "necessity" is just for the growth of someone's personal strength.

But I can't accept this kind of thing calmly.

There was no way I could accept this quickly.

How many times do I need this "necessity" to grow to the point where I can master my abilities?

This is not my own sacrifice, it is the killing of a stranger’s life!

I can't take the lives of others to train myself, and I can't take it calmly.

If before this, I was forced to do nothing, the people in Qingye were also forced to do so. Now they have alternatives, and there are two alternatives.

"I can give my power to you." I looked at the sofa opposite, "You can use my power to change this collapsed world."

This is the best way, the best of both worlds.

Even if Ye Qing can't do it, there is still the plan of the supernatural circle that can overcome it.

One is individual heroism, and the other is collective effort.

I don’t know which one is better. What is certain is that neither one should have my place and let me hold you back.

The person opposite made no sound or changed his movements.

He seemed to be thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

I waited quietly.

I know, this kind of behavior is very cowardly. I am a deserter.

But I was never a soldier.

I'm just a regular guy who got caught up in this.

Like most of my kind, I am just an ordinary person with special abilities.

This is completely different from people like Ye Qing and Muge.

I want to be free.

I don't want to see anyone die because of their own incompetence anymore.

Whether it's something I can't save or someone I can kill.

I closed my eyes.

Da da!

I opened my eyes and saw that the mark on the sofa was slightly distorted, as if a person had leaned forward and then leaned back.

I looked down at the coffee table.

There were cracks on the glass of the coffee table. On top of that lay two bloody nails. On the nails, blood-red dandelions are blooming.

This should be Li Moqian's fingernail that was pulled out. But, why is Ye Qing holding this thing? There is no yin in it.

I looked at the sofa opposite me in confusion.

"Wait." Ye Qing threw two words at me.

Lynch has always been a kind-hearted and cowardly ordinary person. He didn't want to get involved in these things from the beginning. He initially decided to have direct contact with Ye Qing to save Chen Xiaoqiu. After that, he took the initiative to go to Ye Qing several times, all for help. Later, when he was told that his ability could save the world, which was heading towards destruction, he was put on the shelf. He didn't do a good job, he had no clue about his mission to save the world, and he also went wrong in every possible way when saving ordinary people. When he became a little more proficient, the world's destruction accelerated, his growth could not keep up with this progress, and someone more powerful decided to take on the job of saving the world, so he wanted to give up his job. ╮(￣▽￣“)╭

(He actually wanted to give up his job for a long time, but no one could take over before)

But, you can’t quit the job of “protagonist”~especially when you meet an author who hates changing protagonists. (*￣▽￣)y

P.S. This story is not a cool novel, but a ghost story, so the protagonist is destined to be abused~ He will not suddenly become a hero who kills everyone, nor will he become a master immediately just because he wants to level up. Lynch will experience failure and then slowly grow.