Charlie was the same, evidently. Charlie's father had money, but he also knew clearly that in this school, there must be many children richer and more powerful than him.

He sent Charlie here, naturally not wanting him to make any mistakes; otherwise, it would be extremely embarrassing for him.

Wen Xishu moved swiftly.

Although he didn't have the Three Phases, nor the powerful Slaughter Tower panel, his numerous life-and-death gambles, combined with his previous life's parkour skills akin to Assassin's Creed, made it easy for him to infiltrate the academy.

He didn't dare to waste time, almost without any pause, he approached Charlie.

In the Deceit Tower, Anya and Huohua were desperately trying to pull Charlie out.

Willpower granted Anya strength, but this strength couldn't last long. Anya's steps started inching toward the dust again at an extremely slow pace.

Just like a long, long time ago... as if she were plummeting towards the ground.

She seemed to see that endless dust about to embrace her too.

Desire Tower.

At this moment, Charlie was being tormented by several people.

"Hey, whispering Charlie, that chick Anya hasn't been here for days. Did her family find out about you two dating?"

"Charlie, oh Charlie, you're such a freak."

"Last time it was Hillvy's ear, and now it's Anya. Did you threaten Anya, grip some dirty secret of hers? Otherwise, why would she throw herself at you?"

"I bet Anya's going to transfer again. She'll hold a grudge against you for life, Charlie, you know. Her dad's definitely going to give her a good scolding."

"Hahahaha..."

The atmosphere in the classroom was lively.

Only Charlie, huddled and trembling at the corner of the desk. Around him, there were some dust particles, but no one cared.

Because this dust had shrouded the city for many days.

"Charlie, get up, can you tell us, what Anya's secret is?"

"Is she just like those women standing at the bus stop outside Victoria Harbor, and you happened to see her?"

Charlie was furious, but he knew such anger was meaningless. Each time he got angry, he thought of the teacher's reprimands, his father's disappointed face.

This is a world that values decency.

His father and teacher, for decency, wouldn't investigate the truth of the matter but would harshly criticize those used to being criticized.

Charlie had imagined, risking everything for Anya. He also thought, if Anya hadn't transferred, if Anya stayed here...

They would be the best of friends, and he would revolt against these people for Anya.

But Anya was no longer here.

Anya hadn't been to school for several days.

Charlie himself believed Anya had transferred.

Anya must be very disappointed in him, very disappointed in his behavior that day. Charlie resented these people for insulting Anya, but he felt he deserved this sting.

Because he felt guilty inside.

There are places in life where one shouldn't back down. Once you do, retreating becomes a habit. Numerous vile and obscene words, like dust, sealed Charlie's heart tightly.

He began to think that the world was just like this.

Today brings misfortune, tomorrow brings even more terrible misfortune...

This world is like that, never ceasing in misfortune.

He began to get used to it.

He was just an ordinary person, longing for the attention of his parents for many years. He thought he should obey them, not to embarrass them...

What significance does his current anger have?

Anya would meet better people, would find new friends after transferring...

He started thinking about these more and more, trying to bring himself back to calmness.

But he really... was unwilling.

Tick tock.

Tears fell.

In the endless dust, his tears fell without any response.

Only endless dust and ridicule.

But just when Charlie thought today was going to be another day of extreme disgust and fear...

He heard a loud bang.

"Charlie, finally found you!"

A strange figure approached the classroom at incredible speed, kicked the door open, and then, with lightning speed, swept away those surrounding Charlie.

Charlie had imagined this scene many times.

He imagined someone descending like from the sky, using violent means to clear away those bullying him; yes, the kind that was swift and unrestrained. He hoped that person would be his father.

Because he fantasized about it so many times, Charlie even suspected he was hallucinating.

But in the hallucination, why was there such a clear, completely unfamiliar, Eastern face?

Wen Xishu's method was extremely violent. He knew that after this day, Charlie would begin a different life.

The classroom suddenly turned chaotic. Those violently thrown aside by Wen Xishu collided against the desks, starting to wail.

Wen Xishu smiled:

"See, they can scream in pain too, they're not scary at all."

"Charlie, today is the day before the end of the world, and today, the whole world is waiting for you to save it. Are you going or not?"

Charlie really suspected he was hallucinating.

How could any middle school student not fantasize about such a scene? Someone suddenly rushes into the classroom, shouting your name, saying the world is in crisis, and you're now the Savior, go save the world.

Usually, timid, kind-hearted kids are even more likely to imagine these things.