Absolute Choice 1

by Pear Lands In The Autumn Spring

  "Ah? How can there be such a handsome hunk? It's been so many days, and yet I didn't notice him?" A boy-crazy girl was already shooting hearts out of her eyes.

  "What a handsome elder brother. Strange, why don't I have any impression of him at all?" A ten-year-old girl cocked her head and wondered.

  "Heh heh, it serves him right to be the weakest for looking so handsome." A particular ugly boy cursed in his heart.

  "Oh? I have such a person in my faction?" The head of one of Team Red's faction, Han Feng, frowned.

  Under the doubtful and surprised gazes of everyone, Lingcun walked to the stage, and stood meters away from Shi Xiaobai, just across him. He revealed a wry smile.

  "Very good! Very good! Very good!"

  Hisith squinted his eyes as he stared at Lingcun for a moment before suddenly laughing maniacally. He inserted his fingers into his fiery red hair and began to tremble.

  "I don't have any information about you in my memory. Even I missed your existence. It looks like you are similar to another interesting guy. Your looks are near perfect, but your presence is nearly nonexistent. This extremely fun contradiction is truly interesting!"

  Hisith looked at Lingcun with fiery eyes.

  "You know that guy!?"

  Lingcun suddenly raised his head to look at Hisith, his breath shortening. His pale blue eyes revealed a redness, as he gnashed his teeth, saying, "Where is that guy now?"

  Hisith was slightly surprised as he began thinking.

  "So that's how it is. It seems that you and that interesting guy come from the same place, so that's why you have the same characteristics. Heh, I can see from your eyes’ hate. The desire to kill him is so intense and urgent. Oh, I like your gaze. It reminds me of a particularly happy moment in time."

  Hisith grinned. "You are pretty lucky. I do know that guy who looks somewhat similar to you, and similarly, I know where he is presently."

  Upon hearing this, Lingcun's breath went stagnant. His pale blue eyes were suddenly filled with a layer of crimson. But as though he thought of something, the crimson color faded away suddenly. His aberration state only lasted for half a second before he returned to normal. Following that, he took a deep breath, calming down gradually.

  "As long as you tell me where he is, I'll fulfill any condition you want."

  Lingcun raised his head to look into Hisith's eyes. His calm words were filled with rough emotion as well as resolve that was beyond doubt.

  "I have seen enough 'fun' from you. As long as you show the value as a toy, I will satisfy your every desire."

  Hisith licked his lips with his tongue. "Perfect, I have thought of a game 'that is slightly difficult'. If you can survive the game, I'll tell you everything you want to know, including everything about that man that nearly had zero presence."

  The rookies present, who were still at a loss, were immediately aghast when they heard this conversation. "Surviving" was the passing criteria of the game?

  "Regardless of what game it is, I'll accept them all. We can even begin now!" Lingcun answered without hesitation.

  "Very good. I'm truly beginning to like you even more."

  Hisith's pleasant face suddenly turned cold as there was a sudden turn in his words. He said, "Although I am very satisfied with the 'fun' you bring, I am still filled with doubt about you being qualified to join my game. That's because you are too weak."

  Hisith lowered his head to look at the tiny notebook in his hand. He smiled lightly. "You are truly deserving of being this batch's weakest rookie."

  "Come, my beloved toys. Listen well and know what true weakness is."

  Hisith turned to face the seated rookies and began to read out the text in his notebook.

  "Chen Lingcun, Mind Expanse, F Class. Psy-genes, none."

  "Ability test, F Class. Obtained only one point."

  "Psionic Ability Realm: Psionic Mortal, first level."

  "Known offensive skill: None."

  "Known defensive skill: None."

  "Known movement technique: None."

  "Evaluation, 3 points. Rating, F Class."

  Hisith announced Lingcun's personal information line by line, without sparing his feelings. As Lingcun's pathetic natural endowment evaluation was revealed, how "weak" Lingcun was was immediately laid bare for all to see.

  There was half a second of dead silence before mocking laughter and jeers erupted from the seats. Even the faces of those female rookies, who were previously shooting hearts with their eyes, turned cold.

  "Heh heh. What trash-like numbers."

  "Pui! To think I was slightly moved. Who knew he was such trash. What a waste of a nice piece of skin."

  "Mi Xiaoqi is so much stronger than him. He is indeed worthy of being this batch's weakest [Annihilation] rookie. Heh, he is probably the weakest rookie in all of [Gaia]."

  "How did he get into [Gaia] when he's so weak. Did he take the back door?"

  "Look at how smooth and tender his skin and flesh is. Maybe he took the back door through some old freak from the upper echelons?"

  "Maybe he is kept by one of those old women high up the chains of command."

  "..."

  There was unbridled vicious mockery. Hisith's smiling look seemed to encourage everyone to say even more vicious words. Rookies, who were just subconsciously mocking him, seemed to get the meaning behind Hisith's smile. Slowly, they began to pour out more mean remarks.

  Deplorable words such as weakling, gigolo, taking the back door and various other profanities poured out in limitless fashion. Instantly, the entire classroom was flooded by invectives.

  Hisith had a brimming smile, and looked as though he was enjoying it tremendously.

  Lingcun was silent, his face calm. However, the hands in his pockets were clenched tightly before relaxing. He clenched them again, and relaxed them again...

  Suddenly, a voice filled with anger exploded in series amidst the invective voices!

  "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! All of you shut the hell up for This King!"

  Shi Xiaobai's had a furious glare as he pointed to everyone seated. The words "shut up" spewed out from his throat like a volcano erupting.

  "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up..."

  The din did not stop immediately, but as the maniacal screams continued, it gradually faded away, no longer having any strength in them.

  And at that moment, the mockery and invectives also seemed to lose its "fun" and meaning.

  One rookie after another involuntarily shut their mouths.

  When the final rookie stopped laughing, only that single youth was still screaming in the classroom.

  The youth's voice was slightly hoarse and was nearly cracking, but it was still stirring.

  "Finally, silence!"

  Only when Shi Xiaobai realized that his voice was the only remaining sound in the classroom did he stop shouting with satisfaction.

  He coughed, as though he was prepared to say something.

  Everyone could not help but hold their breaths in wait. This bumpkin was like a madman. What did he want to say after making them turn silent?

  "Why can’t This King understand the reason for your laughter?"

  Shi Xiaobai faced everybody's stares and righteously spoke, "Trash? Weakling? That is just by your own standards. From the way This King looks at it, it's utter baloney!"

  "Have you seen true trash? Have you seen true weaklings? Do you understand what weakness is?"

  "No, none of you have any idea what true weakness is!"

  Shi Xiaobai's enraged look shocked everyone. The words he said were incomprehensible. What was he trying to express?

  "Don't you want to play a game? Come on! This King will keep you company to the end! This King will show you what true weakness is!"

  Shi Xiaobai sneered as he pointed his thumb at himself.

  "This King is the true weakling and trash!"

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  Chapter34 Ple
ase shatter it!

  In the eyes of the majority of the rookies, Tu Dahei was a bumpkin who did not even know about Psionic Shield. Although he got lucky and survived the Body Incineration Curse, allowing him to open up a psionic sacred meridian, his Psionic Ability control had just reached "Grasped Basics". The Psionic Shield he produced, was at best, at the primary school level.

  Although Chen Lingcun was the rookie with the poorest evaluation this batch, Tu Dahei was likely the one with the weakest strength.

  Hence, when Shi Xiaobai pointed to himself saying "This King is the true weakling and trash", the rookies realized amidst laughter that in this room, it was indeed true that this bumpkin was the most qualified person to say so.

  However, what was the point of you saying it so righteously and awe-inspiring? Why did it seem like proving that your weakness was something glorious? You told us to shut up just to say those dumb words that played to the gallery?

  A number of rookies felt as though they had been fooled. The tiny bit of pity for him immediately disappeared, giving rise to baffling anger.

  There was also a number of rookies, who despite finding it funny, felt a sense of admiration. For this bumpkin to deprecate himself in this manner, it was clearly to help Chen Lingcun resolve the situation. To be able to deprecate oneself for a friend was not something any ordinary person could do.

  A very small number of rookies turned solemn. Their eyes looked as though they were pondering over his words, such as Xiang Wu, the strongest rookie, Wang Lin and the honest Ye Jiaquan. They spontaneously had a strange thought—Tu Dahei was not simple.

  "The most lamentable thing for weaklings is not their weak strength, but that they refuse to admit that they are weak. Although he claims to be a weakling and trash, is he supposed to be considered dumb, or a master that looks like a fool?" A smile suffused on Xiang Wu's lips.

  Hisith similarly had a smile on his face. His joy was effusive, but he remained silent. No one could guess what was on his mind.

  As for the handsome silver-haired youth onstage, he was still the focus of attention. Most of the people's gazes landed on him. This bumpkin was willing to deprecate himself for him, so what would be his reaction?

  Lingcun's reaction was beyond everyone's expectation.

  "Pfft!"

  He laughed. His laughter was like a silver bottle shattering.

  "Ha..Ha...Ha...."

  His laughter did not stop. It was as though he was trying to curb his laughing but failed. It was staccato as he continued laughing. His laughter was beyond description, it gave people the feeling that it was like a silver chime, soothing to the ears. However, it was also like a silver needle scratching a wall with an ear-piercing screech.

  Tears rolled out of Lingcun's eyes as he laughed. He took a great deal of effort to stop his laughing, and by then, his breaths sounded like chokes, but the smile on his face was clearly filled with joy.

  Lingcun knew Tu Dahei was Shi Xiaobai, and he definitely knew Shi Xiaobai had monstrous talent. When he first met Shi Xiaobai, he thought that Shi Xiaobai was a person who failed to show restraint, thinking that he was like a common genius who was arrogant. Hence, he had intentionally said the words, "Shi Xiaobai is still a weakling", so as to remind Shi Xiaobai that he was still a weakling.

  However, he did not expect that Shi Xiaobai knew this better than anyone. Furthermore, Lingcun did not expect Shi Xiaobai to say it without qualms, as though he had a clear conscience.

  "Phew, I always thought I was very clever, but compared to you, I'm truly too dumb."

  Lingcun felt respect for Shi Xiaobai and he was touched by him. All of this was reflected in the way he looked at Shi Xiaobai. He said softly, "Dahei, you are stronger than anyone."

  "No, This King is very weak!"

  Shi Xiaobai smiled and stretched out his right hand. In front of him, a broken white shield that was extremely thin and nearly transparent appeared.

  "Come, I'll show you how weak This King is!"

  The white shield looked extremely fragile, as though a touch would shatter it.

  "I can't do that."

  Lingcun shook his head gently. It was unknown if he meant that he was powerless at shattering it, or he was unwilling to shatter it.

  "If you want to know where that man is, you have to do it."

  Hisith, who had been silent all this while, suddenly spoke. He had a heavily jesting tone. "I don't like toys without 'fun'."

  Lingcun's expression changed. Hisith's words struck the weakest spot in his heart. His will to resist, which just rose up, was immediately shattered.

  "I..."

  Lingcun looked at the weak shield once again. Shattering it was very simple, but also very difficult. Although Shi Xiaobai did not mind being viewed as a weakling, he did not want to personally shatter what seemed like weak dignity. However, if he were to resist Hisith's will, that would be a most irrational act. Besides, he had to know where that man was.

  What was he to do?

  Suddenly, a voice broke Lingcun's line of thought.

  "I always knew I'm a weakling, but I do not know how weak I am. I have always been running, running away from the fact that I'm powerless."

  Lingcun was stunned. The person, who spoke those words, was Shi Xiaobai. At this moment, he looked serious and stern. Everyone was stunned. This was the first time this bumpkin did not address himself as "This King" in front of them. The way he spoke looked as though he was a different person.

  "I do not know what Psionic Shield is, but I know it is true strength, a strength I have always desired."

  Shi Xiaobai looked at the broken white shield in front of him.

  "I desire, desire, desire, desire, desire...desire to possess true strength."

  Numerous words of "desire" came out of his mouth, as though he wanted to let everyone clearly understand how much he desired it.

  "So, what I'm in eager to know is how great a difference I am from all of you. Because only then, my desire will be real."

  What did it mean for a desire to be real? It was that the desired object would possess realism. For Shi Xiaobai, he still did not know the shape and form of the power he desired.

  "Shatter it. Tell me how weak I am. If you are the weakest one here, then, prove to me that I'm weaker than the weakest."

  Shi Xiaobai pointed to his Shield and looked at Chen Lingcun, his eyes flickering with anticipation.

  "Let me witness how weak your strength that is mocked by everyone. Let me experience how powerful that weak strength is to me!"

  "Shatter all that fake illusions. Tell me the harsh reality. Only then will I know what strength is, and what the thing I desire is. For that, I am willing to pay the price."

  "Please shatter all my weakness and hesitation!"

  "Please shatter it!"

  The moment Shi Xiaobai finished his words, Chen Lingcun's fist finally came smashing over.

  The fist was very slow, and looked weak and powerless. The white energy around his fist was so thin that it looked transparent. It gently smashed into Shi Xiaobai's shield, like a soft tofu colliding into another tofu.

  That punch was infuriatingly weak.

  However, Shi Xiaobai's shield shattered. There was no "boom" explosion, but a crack that appeared like a frozen surface of water. The cracks slowly emanated, as a crisp sound sounded, "Pu" it shattered. The white shield turned into numerous tiny fragments, melting in the air.

  There was nothing astounding about this punch, in fact, it was somewhat ludicrous. However, no one produced any derisive laughter. A strange repression seemed to fill the entire room.

  Shi Xiaobai was stunned as he saw his shield shatter so easily. He lowered his head gently.

  "Sorry, thank you."

  Lingcun sighed as his fist turned into a soft palm that patted Shi Xiaobai gently on his shoulder. He turned to leave the platform. As he passed Hisith, he coldly said, "I will look for you. No matter the game, it's fine by me."

  "Also, if your goal is to shatt
er Dahei's dignity and hope, or that you want to personally wipe away the luster of a gem, then from the very beginning, you have already lost this meaningless game!"

  After Lingcun finished speaking, he returned to the crowd. Everyone's eyes followed him, but at a certain moment, their eyes suddenly glazed over. Other than Hisith and Ye Jiaquan, the others moved their gazes away from Lingcun. Their minds vaguely remembered that a very weak person had shattered Tu Dahei's shield, however, as for who it was, what his name was or how he looked, none of them could remember.

  It was as though someone with an intense presence had disappeared from their memories.

  The rookies focused their eyes back on the platform. The bumpkin's head was still lowered, so his expression could not be seen clearly. Although they had forgotten a particularly important person, they still remembered that the bumpkin's Psionic Shield had been shattered by the pathetic strength of a weakling who had the poorest evaluation.

  He must have received a terrible setback, right?

  "So, now I am the weakest weakling, right?"

  Shi Xiaobai had his head down, his voice trembling.

  "Yes, my beloved toy. You are really the weakest here. You have proven what is true weakness. You have let everyone witness what a weakling and trash truly looks like. You did a terrific job."

  Hisith's voice was filled with fiery praise, but this made everyone draw a gasp. They felt a shattered coldness rise up their hearts.

  Was it so joyful for Instructor Hisith to trample on dignity that was already stamped to the ground?

  Suddenly, Shi Xiaobai raised his head. When his expression landed in everyone's eyes, everyone was stunned.

  Shi Xiaobai was laughing. A smile that came from the bottom of his heart bloomed on his delicate face. His eyes were sparkling like stars, and the corners of his mouth were gently curved upwards.

  Why did he have such an expression?

  "Since This King is already the weakest weakling, then what are the ones who can't shatter This King's shield?"