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He looked at the still terrified Fujiwara and the seemingly calm but actually bewildered Yukino, and calmly gave his conclusion:
"Qianhua, you didn't see wrong."
"This school has indeed encountered a... minor problem."
His nonchalant tone, as if he were saying "the moonlight is nice tonight," caused Fujiwara Chika's face to turn even paler than before.
"Huh?! It really exists?! It...it's right at the door?!"
Even Yukino, who was standing to the side, disregarded her shame and suddenly raised her head, her beautiful ice-blue eyes filled with shock and vigilance.
Does this world really have... monsters?
Seeing the two girls looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, Gu Chuan couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.
He walked to the sofa and very naturally picked up Mengmeng, who was disguised as a cat, and gently scratched its chin.
"Meow~"
Mengmeng let out a contented purr, rubbing her fluffy head against Gu Chuan's palm. At the same time, she glanced gloatingly at the two frightened "targets" and the ugly, low-level spirit outside the door that wasn't even worthy of being served as food to its master.
Gu Chuan stroked the soft "kitten" in his arms and said to the two girls:
"Don't worry, it's nothing serious."
"It's just some trash that needs to be cleaned up."
His voice was calm and confident, as if it possessed a strange magic that instantly soothed the two girls' anxious hearts.
Yes, with this man around, what is there to be afraid of?
As Yukino looked at the boy holding the cat with a composed expression, the confusion in her heart caused by the ambiguity was unconsciously replaced by a stronger emotion called "trust".
Her heart was still beating fast, but this time, it wasn't because of shame.
Holding the soft "kitten" in his arms, Gu Chuan shifted his calm gaze from Yukino to Fujiwara Chika, who was still hiding behind him, trembling.
Just then, a cold, viscous, and malicious mental pressure, like an invisible tide, began to seep in through the crack in the door.
The lights in the student council room began to flicker violently, the air temperature dropped sharply, and a thin layer of black frost, carrying a foul smell, even condensed on the ceiling and corners.
"It...it's coming in!" Fujiwara Chika's voice trembled with fear.
This time, as soon as she finished speaking, Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly stood up, her icy blue eyes filled with vigilance and shock. Because she also saw it—the heavy wooden door was slowly "permeating" inward into a huge, indescribable outline in a way that defied the laws of physics.
It was a bizarre collection of countless twisted limbs and wailing faces, as if it had been forcibly crammed into the corridor. It was "lying" at the entrance of the student council room, with countless eye sockets without eyeballs staring intently at everyone inside.
"What...what is that?" Yukino's voice was a little hoarse. This was the first time in her life that she had faced such surreal horror.
"Calm down, we saw it all." Gu Chuan's voice rang out calmly. He walked in front of the two girls and shielded them behind him. "It seems our little troublemaker can't wait to greet us."
His composure was like a stabilizing force, calming the panicked Yukino and Fujiwara down somewhat.
“It’s coming in,” Gu Chuan said calmly. He showed no sign of nervousness; instead, a subtle smile appeared on his lips.
He looked at Yukino Yukinoshita and gave the order: "Yukino, this is a perfect opportunity to practice. Use your power to freeze it."
"Me, I'll do it?" Yukino was taken aback, then straightened her back.
She took a deep breath, trying to recall the feeling of controlling the cold power under Gu Chuan's guidance. She stretched out her fair hand, aiming at the wooden door that was being infiltrated by the "monster" and constantly emanating cold air.
“【Ice Queen】…” she whispered her talent sequence name, trying to concentrate.
However, wielding her ability independently for the first time proved far more difficult than she had imagined. She could only feel the power surging within her, but she couldn't effectively guide it. In the end, all she managed to do was allow a thin layer of frost to form on the surface of the wooden door.
"Don't rush to create, try to control." Gu Chuan's voice rang in her ears, carrying a calming power. "Control the temperature around you, draw all the heat away from that door."
As he spoke, he walked to her side, reached out again, and gently covered her slightly cool little hand.
It’s this feeling again!
The familiar warm touch made Yukino's heart skip a beat again, but this time, she forcibly suppressed her inner turmoil and focused on following Gu Chuan's guidance.
At the same time, the enormous spirit had already squeezed half of its "head" through the door! Its countless mouths, constantly opening and closing and dripping with saliva, were almost touching Fujiwara Chika, who was closest to the door!
"Aaaaaah! Don't come any closer!"
Overwhelmed by extreme fear, Fujiwara Chika's mind went blank, and she descended into utter chaos. She grabbed a stapler from the table and, instinctively, with all her might, hurled it at the indescribable, terrifying object!
This was an act of pure, unprovoked fear-driven venting.
However, an unbelievable thing happened!
The tiny stapler traced an extremely strange parabola in the air, as if guided and corrected several times by something, before finally, with a "smack," it struck the core of the spirit precisely, the main mouth that was uttering the delirious murmur of "I'm so hungry!"
The talent of the Chaos Clown was activated unconsciously!
"--grumble!!!!!"
The enormous spirit, as if branded by a red-hot iron, suddenly let out a piercing, silent scream! Its body, which was about to completely penetrate, trembled violently, and its attack faltered.
It's now!
"【Ice Queen】!"
Yukino seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
With Gu Chuan's guidance and her own determination to protect her companions, the power within her was finally successfully mobilized!
A visible, extremely cold, icy blue aura erupted from the center of her palm!
"Click——!!"
The thick layer of ice, like living vines, instantly spread up from the ground, completely freezing the entire wooden door and even the enormous spirit behind it into a huge ice sculpture exuding a chilling aura!
That grotesque and twisted posture was forever frozen in that moment.
"It's...it's a success?" Yukino looked at her masterpiece, somewhat incredulous.
"Well done," Gu Chuan praised generously, then released her hand.
He walked up to the enormous ice sculpture, looked at the spirit still struggling silently inside, and explained to the two girls behind him, "Your power can effectively harm and control it, but it cannot eliminate it at its root. As long as fear exists in people's hearts, this kind of thing will never truly die."
After saying that, he slowly raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and casually pointed at the core of the ice sculpture.
There were no dazzling light effects, nor complex chanting.
He simply touched that cold surface with his fingertips.
"Concept editing - existence erasure."
hum-
A surge of "authority" from a higher dimension, indescribable in words, flashed by in an instant.
The enormous spirit within the ice sculpture, like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser, along with all the filth and malice it carried, was cleanly and silently "deleted" from this world.
The mental stress dissipated, the indoor lighting returned to normal, and the temperature began to rise.
All the groups (one) and the four) have come to an end.
Fujiwara Chika's legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. Yukino was equally exhausted, but as she looked at Gu Chuan's nonchalant back, her eyes shone with an unprecedented brilliance.
She squeezed her still warm hand, as if she could still feel the strength in his palm.
Three people are brought together by a sudden crisis and a shared secret.
Gu Chuan turned around, looked at the two girls—one exhausted and the other deep in thought—and the "cat" licking its paws on the sofa, and said with a smile:
"Okay, the trash is all cleaned up."
"Well then, welcome to the Student Council's Extraordinary Activities."
59 The street at dusk and my only companion
"Well then, welcome to the Student Council's Extraordinary Activities."
As Gu Chuan finished speaking, the last rays of the setting sun disappeared through the window, and night began to fall.
Time flew by, and it was already time to leave school.
"Ah...we should go home." Fujiwara Chika glanced at the wall clock, her voice still carrying a hint of weakness from surviving a disaster.
Yukino Yukinoshita nodded silently. She stood up, picked up her schoolbag, but hesitated slightly.
Having just experienced that surreal scene, making them walk alone in the empty campus would be nothing short of torture.
"I'll see you off," Gu Chuan said calmly, as if he could read their minds.
He gently placed Mengmeng, who was disguised as a cat, on the sofa, told her "be good and wait for me," and then walked towards the door of the student council room.
With Gu Chuan by their side, the two girls felt much more at ease. They followed behind him, one on each side, like two chicks seeking shelter.
However, when Gu Chuan pushed open the wooden door that had just been repaired and still retained a cold aura—
"—Aa ...
Chika Fujiwara's signature, ear-piercing scream once again echoed throughout the entire floor.
Even the usually calm Yukino Yukinoshita gasped sharply, her pretty face turning deathly pale, and she instinctively grabbed Gu Chuan's arm tightly.
The corridor outside the door was no longer empty as it had been before.
The shadows of dusk seemed to come alive, and countless "kindred spirits" that Gu Chuan had previously erased filled the entire corridor, staircase, and even the courtyard outside the window!
They come in all shapes and sizes. Some look like a twisted mass of rotten flesh crawling with eyeballs; some look like a walking spider made up of countless pale arms; and others are huge heads with long tongues and no lower body.
They stood quietly in place, without making a sound, but countless empty, greedy, and malicious "gazes" locked onto the two girls the moment the door opened.
It was a pure malice that seemed to devour the very soul.
"What...what's going on?" Yukino's voice trembled slightly. Her fingers, gripping Gu Chuan's arm, tightened unconsciously, almost digging into his flesh.
"Looks like our little trouble has brought its whole family here." Gu Chuan's tone remained calm, and he even had the mood to make a joke.
He could sense that these things' "gaze" was focused on Yukino and Fujiwara. Clearly, these "special individuals" who had just awakened superpowers and whose souls resonated with the world were unparalleled "food" for these monsters that fed on negative emotions.
Fujiwara Chika was too frightened to speak. She simply hid her entire body behind Gu Chuan, clinging tightly to his waist and refusing to let go.
Gu Chuan glanced helplessly at the two girls who were practically clinging to him and sighed.
He raised his hand and, without any warning, snapped his fingers at the crowded corridor ahead, which resembled a painting of hell.
"Snapped."
There was no explosion, no beam of light, and no extraneous energy fluctuations.
But the countless ferocious and terrifying spirits in front of them seemed to have been deleted. At the same moment, they silently and without warning, like weathered sand sculptures, collectively disintegrated and dissipated, turning into black dust filling the sky.
With just a snap of the fingers, a clean "path" leading downstairs was cleared away.
"Let's go." Gu Chuan took a step, as if he had only done a trivial thing.
Yukino and Fujiwara then seemed to wake from a dream, but they still dared not leave his side for even a moment, following him closely on either side as they walked on the road opened up by the "miracle".
Under the dim streetlights, the three people's shadows were stretched long.
Throughout the journey, Fujiwara Chika was in a semi-sleepwalking state, while Yukino Yukinoshita, after the initial shock and fear, fell into deep thought.
She looked at the man's profile beside her. His calm expression, as if he had everything under control, made her feel incredibly at ease, yet it also aroused more curiosity and confusion.
Finally, just as she was about to leave the school gate, she mustered up her courage and spoke first. Her voice was clear and cold, but it carried a subtle dependence that she herself had not noticed.
“Gu Chuanjun,” she asked softly, “those monsters, and the power within us… what exactly happened in this world? Can you tell me?”
This is an extremely heavy topic, but in this eerie atmosphere, it seems perfectly natural for her to ask it.
Gu Chuan stopped and turned to look at her. The soft light of the streetlamp shone on her delicate face, and her icy blue eyes, usually cold and aloof, were now filled with pure thirst for knowledge and earnestness.
He paused for a moment, seemingly organizing his thoughts.
“Yukino,” he spoke slowly, his voice deep and magnetic, seemingly possessing a strange magic in the quiet night, “you can imagine this world as a person who is seriously ill.”
"Sick?" Yukino and Fujiwara both looked puzzled.
“That’s right,” Gu Chuan nodded and continued, “And those monsters you see are viruses, cancer cells. They are constantly eroding and destroying the health of this world. And the so-called doomsday is just the concentrated outbreak of this disease, like a high fever.”
His metaphor was simple and easy to understand, yet it got straight to the point, allowing the two girls to grasp the gist of it instantly.
"Then... what about us?" Yukino pressed, voicing the question that concerned her most, "What is the power within us?"
Gu Chuan's gaze deepened as he looked at Yukino and said, word by word, "You are antibodies that this world has created to save itself. You are part of the immune system. Your power is a weapon given to you by this world itself to fight the virus."
He paused, shifting his gaze from Yukino to the deep darkness in the distance, his tone carrying a complex and unfathomable emotion.
"And I... I guess you could call me an outsider doctor. I'm responsible for dealing with more troublesome lesions that antibodies can't handle."