The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them-Chapter 131.2 - Without Initiative, There’s No Story (part 2)

The crisis of death was like the thread technique Cyril had used earlier, surrounding every aspect around another living being before the element transformed into a visible state.

“It’s indeed uncomfortable,” Su Li responded to the one who hadn’t reacted yet.

“Uh... huh?” Qi looked at him stupidly.

“My current thoughts feel like they’ve been forcibly split in two.”

One part possessed the professional knowledge of a former game designer, constantly telling Su Li that players should fight characters of similar strength, and then through the process of leveling up with victory after victory, motivate players to continue playing the game.

The other part was cursing the heavens from deep within, saying that making children risk their lives to improve their so-called abilities and become stronger actually resulted in scenes of bloodshed and broken bones, which was simply heart-wrenching.

“It’s really uncomfortable,” Su Li emphasized.

Qi suddenly realized that he and Su Li weren’t on the same wavelength.

He also discovered that Su Li had never cared about what Cyril’s gaze and actions meant.

Su Li was probably the type who, even if Cyril completely lost his human appearance and transformed into a non-human dragon form, would still seriously call his name and say something like, “Lan Zhe cooked your favorite borscht tonight...”

Qi felt he needed to change the word “probably” to “definitely.”

For a moment, the grand prince of Amikbi began to doubt whether something was wrong with himself.

Only when Cyril regained consciousness and showed signs of fatigue did Qi hurriedly take out the recovery potion that Lan Zhe had prepared earlier from a brooch-shaped spatial alchemy tool.

After receiving it, Cyril didn’t drink it immediately but instead held it between his knees, then forcefully bent his right hand against his left hand. After making sure the bones were properly aligned, he opened the stopper of the potion and drank half of it.

Su Li once again showed an expression of complicated truth that Qi didn’t understand.

“Are you still uncomfortable?” Qi couldn’t even clarify who he was asking.

Cyril then reached out and grabbed Su Li’s outstretched hand, stood up, and said, “It’s not a very serious injury.”

“That much I understand,” Qi’s mouth twitched.

When the people inside the small building hammered the two kids, they could inflict injuries more severe than this every time.

Then, Su Li felt Qi’s strange gaze upon him.

“So your question was directed at me?”

Qi covered his face and nodded.

Su Li thought for a moment before telling Qi, “Rather than uncomfortable, it’s more like my consciousness has fallen into an entangled state pulling in different directions.”

Qi gave him a blank look.

Su Li translated what he had just said into plain language. “That is to say, I’m no longer uncomfortable.”

There was nothing to be uncomfortable about in the first place.

Unless one day he truly experienced uncontrollable mental splitting, any mental discomfort could be self-regulated.

Afterward, Su Li turned his attention to the long-haired wolf whose breathing was barely perceptible.

Su Li didn’t ask Cyril any unnecessary questions, only saying, “After we give it the remaining half of the potion, we should think about where to stay tonight and what to eat.”

Qi was dumbfounded again. He couldn’t help but fix his gaze on the potion bottle in Cyril’s hand. His lips moved slightly, but in the end, he gave up saying those inappropriate words.

Their trio’s dynamic was too peculiar.

Su Li, who possessed the final creation, was basically equivalent to an absolutely neutral faction. Cyril, who had awakened his monster beast bloodline, was already equated with leaning toward monster beasts even when not obviously favoring humans.

Qi himself was absolutely aligned with the human faction.

Yet he was influenced by Su Li and could understand Cyril’s actions.

When Cyril really poured the remaining half bottle of potion into the wolf’s mouth, Qi couldn’t help but say, “Su Li seems to always understand the people around him very well.”

This understanding wasn’t just the characteristics that smart people discover from details, but more of an attitude of naturalness that Su Li had never tried to conceal.

He had always been able to accept all perceptions different from his own viewpoint. Of course, whether acceptance equaled approval depended on the different situations faced.

Cyril eventually continued Qi’s words. “Su Li has always been this kind of person.”

During the battle with the long-haired wolf, before entering that death duel state, Cyril could always feel Su Li’s burning gaze.

Obviously, that was the gaze of someone who wanted to jump out, pull him away, take him away, keep him far from danger and strangeness.

Su Li didn’t want anything that shouldn’t befall him to befall any of the cubs. Of course, adults were no exception.

Being injured and bleeding, even if it was a tradition of another world, Su Li still resisted it.

But this resistance was ultimately suppressed by rationality.

Su Li chose to respect Cyril’s thoughts.

As for the potion....when Cyril drank half and left half, his conscious state wasn’t clear enough yet.

The stabbing pain from the forcibly straightened wrist left his reasoning in a hazy and ethereal state. While Cyril was thinking about the reason, Su Li had already “seen” the thoughts deep in Cyril’s heart.

The dragon youth was no longer 100% aligned with humans, and for humans other than Su Li, he had gradually been alienated.

But for Su Li, it just meant that Cyril had gained an additional empathy for monster beasts.

There was nothing wrong with that.

This mindset was far better than those high-level monster beasts who created monster beast civilization yet didn’t regard low-level monster beasts as worthy of attention.

After confirming that the wolf’s breathing had gradually stabilized, Cyril picked up Su Li’s previous topic.

“Earlier, during the battle with the wolf, I amplified my elemental perception and found that there’s a river about three kilometers from here. We can set up camp there next.”

As for food, Asa Academy’s field training didn’t completely prohibit students from bringing food. Of course, the Dean wouldn’t let them prepare enough food to last a whole month in their spatial alchemy tools either.

“Then let’s hurry,” Su Li silently took out paper and pen from the inner pocket of his “Hero’s Outfit.”

“I want to compile and categorize the concepts in my memory about that wolf.”

Cyril fell into subtle contemplation.

“Did you see something again that even I couldn’t understand during battle?”

Su Li only had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. His platinum-colored hair was deliberately tilted forward by his slight bow, perfectly covering Su Li’s green eye light.

Cyril suddenly felt a chill.

Then he heard Su Li whisper, “You wouldn’t want to know.”

Cyril: ..................

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Not long after the three walked toward the river, students who had previously been hiding in another direction, pursuing a low-level monster beast that looked like a skinless rat, emerged from the shadows.

One of them said, “We didn’t catch the skinless rat, but we found a long-haired wolf. Ha, what should I say? Thank the God of Light for the blessing?”

“Don’t be like that, Faulkner. Don’t tell me you want to harm this wolf.”

The three students standing watching the long-haired wolf all showed surprised expressions toward the person who had previously tried to grab Su Li’s head.

“A level five long-haired wolf is not an opponent we can defeat. If the instructor teacher could really be so easily deceived and give you high marks, that would be truly impossible, right?” said the person standing in the middle of the three.

“Who cares about that? All I want is the pelt of the fire elemental long-haired wolf,” Faulkner said.

The pelt mentioned by Faulkner was very beautiful.

Overall, it was a flame-like color, and the tips of its fur even revealed faint bright orange, with dazzling colors.

Humans excelled at using everything from monster beasts.

The long-haired wolf’s pelt could be used for more than just decorative clothing.

Using alchemy tool crafting methods, the long-haired wolf’s pelt could also be used to create equipment that weakened fire elements. The skull could be crafted into heart-protecting devices, and the thigh bones could even be made into bone blades.

Under the control of a fire elementalist, bone blades could increase the stable output of elements, making battles more controlled.

How could this not tempt Faulkner, who was fire-aligned?

Therefore, even when others said: “This wolf was Cyril’s opponent, and he won. If he won, Cyril naturally has the right to dispose of his defeated opponent as he sees fit. This indicates that he released the defeated and injured long-haired wolf, but it doesn’t mean you can harm it,” said the person on the far right of the three.

Faulkner sneered. “What do you mean by that?”

“Don’t forget, in Class 2, my strength can steadily rank in the top three. It was you who came to me earlier saying you wanted to team up, and now what are you saying?”

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“What I mean is, I don’t think you can win against Cyril, and we don’t want to seek death.”

Unexpectedly, as soon as this classmate finished speaking, Faulkner immediately launched a fierce attack.

After the former was sent flying back, coughing up fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, Faulkner pulled up one corner of his mouth, making a fake smile. “You can try and see if you’re seeking death.”

The overly blatant action awakened the long-haired wolf that had been fed the recovery potion.

Faulkner hadn’t noticed yet, only indulging in his selfish thoughts.

Just as the wolf’s claws were about to pierce through his back, Faulkner was pulled away hard by the person who had initially questioned his behavior, avoiding the attack.

“I told you, there was no need to come out, we should have just left!”

“How could we possibly defeat a long-haired wolf!”

A level five monster beast, for humans with their seven major levels, each with four minor levels of strength division, already belonged to the overall higher level of strength among humans.

Especially when this wolf, having barely eaten its fill, had also fought a fierce battle with Cyril that had exhausted its strength.

For beasts, the most powerful time wasn’t when they were at their peak, but when they were hungry, injured, and filled with ferocity.

—— Red blood flowed down the chest of the student who had pulled Faulkner away.

The wolf’s claws had pierced through the innocent student who hadn’t wanted to cause any trouble, but what truly triggered all this was Faulkner’s momentary imagination of giving food to the hungry creature.

Once the wolf was full, it surely wouldn’t continue to hunt them down in its half-injured state, right?

Faulkner turned and left.

The long-haired wolf was eventually knocked unconscious by Haiya, who suddenly appeared. The injured student was also snatched back from the hands of death with a potion so bitter it made one’s soul leave their body.

This field training, just as Dean Asa had said, was ultimately meant to provide Su Li with a new channel for obtaining information.

As for the other students, they weren’t just there to make up numbers, but if they still did various malicious and mutually exclusive acts like in previous years, the academy’s instructors wouldn’t choose to let them off lightly.

In previous years, there were no external enemies, and humans themselves were a race prone to internal strife when there were no external enemies, not to mention the existence of the concept of the law of the jungle.

Multiple situations overlapped to form the situation of the past.

But now it was different.

The four words “monster beast civilization” should make all humans alert.

Those who still wanted to persecute their own kind should also be prepared to bear the responsibility.

......

By the small river three kilometers away.

The three children trying to eat some hot food fell into silence.

Cyril asked Qi, “Did you bring cooking utensils?”

Qi asked Cyril, “Can you use wind elements to start a fire?”

Then the two looked at each other wordlessly.

It was very awkward.

They had experienced the battle and obtained some intelligence on the first day, but in the end, the difficult part turned out to be... not being able to start a fire?

In the end, both kids fixed their gazes on Su Li.

The focus was on his height.

Finally, they said simultaneously, “Let’s go tie up that wolf to make a fire/Find a classmate who’s a fire elementalist.”

Not to mention, if Su Li couldn’t eat proper food, wouldn’t he really not grow taller!

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Su Li: I feel targeted.