My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 130 - 106: Calls, Past Events, and Exit Permission (Requesting Monthly Ticket)_3

Chapter 130: Chapter 106: Calls, Past Events, and Exit Permission (Requesting Monthly Ticket)_3

He would always lower his eyelids, sit quietly on the chair, patiently and humbly listen to every word spoken by the teacher, and hear the headmaster sternly reprimand him, saying:

"You’ve failed as a big brother to set a good example, teach your younger brother and sister better, otherwise they wouldn’t cause trouble at school and fight with others."

After the headmaster and teachers had talked until their lips were dry, Gu Qiye would slowly raise his head and calmly explain their family situation to the teachers.

He said that they didn’t have as good a family environment as other kids, without parents by their side, so he hoped the teachers could be more lenient with his brother and sister.

Please give them more chances, they are good kids, they just need some time.

Gu Qiye would also explain that although he was taking care of his brother and sister, he hadn’t fallen behind in his studies, as he spent time tutoring them every day, and he certainly wasn’t leading them astray.

He was already trying his best.

The teachers and the headmaster would be stunned for a long time after hearing about his family situation, then pat his shoulder with guilt and couldn’t say anything more.

Over the years, Gu Qiye felt it was all so normal.

Because he had never heard... anyone in this family showing any concern for him.

Not even just one sentence.

In those years, whenever he felt slightly annoyed or overwhelmed, Gu Qiye would squeeze a smile in front of the mirror and tell himself: It’s because mom died that his brother and sister’s personalities became introverted; they’re not at fault. frёewebηovel.cѳm

And his father? Gu Qiye had never expected to hear a "thank you" from him right from the start.

But he didn’t realize, it seemed he too was susceptible to fatigue; he was just a person after all...

Why was it only he who had to take care of others’ feelings?

Why was there never anyone at home willing to say to him, "You’re very tired, take a good rest"?

Even one sentence would be nice.

Because no one ever said that to him, he felt it seemed he could keep carrying on, continuing numbly, wearily doing what he had to do.

But then, his brother suddenly said to him, "Take a good rest, you look really tired."

A deathly silence enveloped the dimly lit hallway.

"Right... it’s time to rest."

Gu Qiye lowered his eyes to the floor, murmuring softly to himself, and lifted a hand to scratch his forehead.

He closed the door, slowly turned back into the hotel room, and collapsed onto the large bed. With a somewhat passable mood, he slowly closed his weary eyelids.

Gu Qiye fell asleep.

......

......

At the same time, in the next room.

Just after the restraint belt finished washing up for him, Ji Minghuan started feeling drowsy again, perhaps due to the heavy burden of controlling multiple bodies simultaneously. Anyway, since it was a leisurely day, he simply lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and enjoyed a sweet nap.

But shortly afterward, a cold report voice woke him from the deep sleep.

"Restricted-level superpower user, No. 1002—’Ji Minghuan’, mentor visiting, please prepare for interrogation promptly."

As Ji Minghuan opened his eyes, all he saw was the unchanging silver-white ceiling. The cold lighting spread evenly across, casting on his pale face, causing his pupils to subtly contract under the light stimulus.

"Long time no see." The mentor walked in, smiling as he spoke.

"How long has it been? I’ve lost track of the days." Ji Minghuan sighed, "I feel if you keep locking me up this way, I’ll become dumb."

"So, I’ve brought you a new friend." The mentor sat down at the table.

Ji Minghuan got out of bed, pulled up a chair and sat down: "The one you mentioned last time, the ’Mythical-level Curiosities’ guy?"

"That’s right." The mentor nodded.

Ji Minghuan rested his cheek on his hand and asked suspiciously, "How many holders of the ’Mythical-level Curiosities’ are confined here? You’re not going to tell me there’s more than one, are you?"

"Indeed," the mentor clasped his hands together and spoke slowly, "The only two known holders of the Mythical-level Curiosities in the world are all gathered here... We can’t let them out, or it would be a catastrophe for humanity."

He paused: "Humans cannot wield the power of gods."

Ji Minghuan shot him a glance: "Quit boasting, how about telling me what exactly these two have?"

The mentor spoke slowly: "The child you’re about to meet is named ’Sun Changkong’. I named him, inspired by Sun Wukong from Chinese mythology."

"You don’t mean to say..." Ji Minghuan narrowed his eyes.

The mentor nodded: "Indeed, the Mythical-level Curiosities Fragment he possesses is the ’Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong’."

Ji Minghuan was taken aback: "Then what about the other child’s Fragment? Don’t tell me it’s Red Boy or the Bull Demon King? They’d make quite a pair with the Monkey King."

"As for the other child, we’re keeping their situation confidential for now."

"Why?"

"His condition is rather unstable. We may have to wait a while before arranging for you to meet him."

"Alright then." Ji Minghuan shrugged, "Anyway, I don’t really care. Better if I never meet him in this lifetime."

He thought for a moment and teased: "Your arrangements are quite interesting. First, you introduce me to a little wolf, and now a little monkey. Is this place going to turn into a zoo eventually?"

"And what animal would that make you?" The mentor adjusted his glasses and smiled slightly, "A little fox?"

"No such thing!" Ji Minghuan dismissively retorted, "Even if I started as a fox, you all would have tamed me into a sloth by now—just sleeping here all the time, unable to do anything, my brain’s about to regress into that of a caveman."

The mentor chuckled, then said: "Speaking of which, I actually have some good news for you."

"What news?"

The mentor composed himself, looking seriously into Ji Minghuan’s eyes, and slowly articulated:

"Based on our assessment, we have decided to let you try leaving the base, to carry out some low-difficulty tasks to help you control your abilities."

Ji Minghuan froze.

After a long silence, he asked, "...Are you serious?"

"Yes." The mentor nodded.

"You mean...I can leave here?" Ji Minghuan’s voice was hoarse as he confirmed once more.

The mentor nodded again.

Ji Minghuan sat dumbfounded in the chair, the mentor’s inscrutable, false face reflecting in his pupils.

At that moment, a dangerous thought suddenly surfaced in his mind:

"Hold on, could it be...is the Salvation Society planning to take us to participate in Tokyo’s underground auction?"

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