Pointless Worry / Purity

No... He couldn't be mistaken, that was Yan Luo's appearance, including the same imposing aura he exuded.

An attack that won't harm the physical body, targeted only at him, and Herrscher who looks exactly like Yan Luo...

Lin understood.

This is the world of Yan Luo.

He mentioned more than once that this is the world of Yan Luo, a world forged by her wishes. In this world, everything she sought has returned to her, and she will also expel everything that should not exist.

For example, Honkai.

For example... Lin.

This is Herrscher born from her will, a Herrscher specifically designed to expel Lin!

Chapter Seventy-Seven Meaningless Worries

Lin never expected that Yan Luo would specifically create a Herrscher in order to expel him.

Was it something he did that she found particularly offensive?

... No, logically speaking, the wish has already been fulfilled, and even if Yan Luo hates him, he can't possibly create another Herrscher.

But only a monkey's paw could create something out of nothing...

Wait a minute...

Lin felt that this situation was somewhat familiar, as if he had encountered it somewhere before.

But he only "felt" it; he had no related memories.

All thought was cut short by the scorching beams of light. Lin narrowly escaped through the gap between the two beams. Because these beams were unblockable, Lin had no way to find cover and could only blindly flee and hide.

He was completely unarmed; his most lethal weapon was the cotton swabs he bought that morning to clean his ears. He didn't know if Herrscher could be pierced through the head by a cotton swab, but he knew that he would be torn to shreds if he was even slightly careless.

"Bang!"

A gust of wind blew past his head. When Lin looked up, he found that the Herrscher looked exactly like Yan Luo had already arrived above him. With his five fingers spread, six cannons appeared behind him. At such close range, and with the ground covered by firepower, Lin had no way to avoid it!

His gaze met the Herrscher's, and a familiar yet inhuman look was imprinted in his eyes!

"Boom!"

Particle Beam so dazzling it could burn the eyes engulfed Lin's figure.

Her delicate face, devoid of expression, was in the shadows behind the sunlight. She stared at the empty ground, her eyes, which held a glimmer of light, instantly turning away.

With a whoosh of wind, a fist was already upon her face.

"Bang!"

Lin, whose shoulder was half burned, punched the Herrscher in the side of the face. When he felt the sensation in his hand, he realized that the Herrscher had not used Honkai Energy to construct a shield.

However, the next moment, he was bounced away by an invisible force, and his whole body flew out as if he had been hit head-on by a truck.

He had just dodged the beam of light with all his might, using the wall as leverage to barely land a punch. But for Herrscher, the difference between that punch and a tickle was that he had used all his strength to... tickle.

Before he could even land, a powerful pressure suddenly pressed down on him, and he plummeted from the sky at an alarming speed.

Is this... controlling gravity?

Lin saw a black sphere that swallowed light appear in the hand that the Herrscher raised, and he was pressed down heavily in an unknown way. If he had just fallen to the ground like that, he would definitely have been crushed into mincemeat!

Lin decisively tore off his clothes and threw them at the railing that whizzed past him, but how could the fragile fabric hold him up? Moreover, he was now being subjected to a terrifying gravity. The clothes were ripped open with a "rip" as soon as they were tied to the railing.

However, this caused him to pause slightly and move closer to the building next to him.

This allowed him to grab the railing of the next level with one hand, but just as he was about to exert force, he heard a crisp snapping sound, and his arm and the railing deformed together.

Oh no...

Yan Luo said that they are merely consciousnesses that have come to this World Bubble, but if the consciousness dies, the original body will become an empty shell, no different from death.

Just as Lin was about to fall to the ground, the intense pressure on him suddenly eased, and he slammed heavily onto the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a sweet taste in his throat.

Fortunately, he wasn't crushed into a pulp by gravity.

"Cough cough..." Lin felt like his internal organs had been displaced by the fall, but his physique was strong enough that the height wouldn't seriously injure him. His immediate priority was to be careful of that Herrscher...

Lin Shouqiang propped himself up on his knees and stood up, looking around as he took a breath—

Law... person?

The sky was empty, as if there had never been anything there from the beginning.

Lin quickly scanned his surroundings but found no trace of the Herrscher.

It appeared suddenly, and then disappeared just as suddenly.

Melting away like spring snow...

"..."

"What's wrong, Lin?"

Kevin saw Yan Luo walking silently on the street bathed in twilight, looking sullen with his head down, and asked curiously.

At this moment, Dessidobia and Kosma, who were from the same school, came over after seeing them.

"That guy has absolutely no professional ethics as a teacher. He just reads novels during class, and today he even ran away halfway through the lesson." Yan Luo sounded very unhappy, and everyone knew exactly who she was talking about.

Only Kevin, seemingly confused, said, "Isn't that great?"

"... Kevin, don't be surprised if May breaks up with you in the future," Dessidobia said to Kevin with a shake of her head and a sigh.

"But Mei also said it was very good."

"That's just Mei agreeing with you." Yan Luo shook her long, silvery-white hair violently and gritted her teeth. "I will absolutely not let him in today."

"Wait a minute, Lin, what are you saying?" Kosma looked at Yan Luo with a bewildered expression. "You two are living together?"

Yan Luo glanced at him expressionlessly.

Do you believe that rape is consensual?

"Forehead..."

In fact, Yan Luo felt a little uneasy. She noticed that Lin's expression was not quite right, and he didn't seem to be talking nonsense like he usually did.

Later, he didn't even take her novels and textbooks, which gave her an even more indescribable feeling.

... It's not that I'm worried about him, I'm just curious where that guy went. It would be best if he were dead!

Yan Luo placed her hand on the doorknob, but before she could use the key to open the door, her keen observation skills alerted her to the unusual surroundings of her home.

The grass had been trampled on, the doorknob wasn't at the angle she'd deliberately pressed down when she left, and...

Yan Luo wrinkled her little nose. She smelled a fresh, faint scent of blood, not very strong, but emanating from her house.

Instead of opening the door directly, she went around to the back of her house, nimbly climbed onto the roof, and then went above the bedroom. She pressed a hidden button, which lifted a piece of the roof.

Peeking her head into the house, she saw the living room light, so after entering, she closed the roof and tiptoed to the door.

"Laugh--"

A strange noise made her frown, and she cautiously peeked out...

"Laugh."

Lin lay lazily on the beanbag chair, one hand simply treated and then slung across his chest with a bandage and steel plate. He idly flipped through channels with the remote, watching only trivial gossip.

There were some tissues at his feet used to wipe away blood and apply alcohol, which was the source of the bloody smell.

With his sharp eyes, Yan Luo noticed that Lin was not only sprawled on the sofa, but also casually reached under the coffee table, took out her treasured strawberry milk, inserted a straw, and drank it in two gulps.

Next to the pile of papers were several empty cartons of milk.

Her expression was stiff, and a hint of anger was brewing in her eyes.

This was strawberry milk that she herself was reluctant to drink; she stopped herself the night before last because she was afraid that this guy would sneak a sip.

As a result, he noticed Yan Luo's subtle actions and drank it all without any hesitation.

"Hmm? You're back?" Lin seemed to notice Yan Luo's gaze. After all, it was hard to hide that murderous look. He calmly put down the milk. "I'm sorry, I'm injured. Please cook for me."

"..."

My hand is injured, can you please cook?

After saying that, Lin turned her head back to continue reading those boring news stories about who cheated on whom and who had an affair...

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Purity

Lin cautiously observed Yan Luo cooking in the kitchen. She must be very angry right now, but the Herrscher looked exactly like her did not reappear to hunt him down.

It seems that the conditions that occurred were not due to extreme emotions.

However, at least the first step has been taken and some clues have been found, instead of being completely clueless as before.

The problem, as expected, still lies with Yan Luo.

"Thump!"

Yan Luo slammed the bowl and chopsticks heavily onto the table.

"..."

She sat down expressionlessly. The meal consisted of a simple two-dish meal and soup, something Lin would often cook at home, unless Kevin came to visit.

The steaming rice was piled up like a small mountain. Lin's right hand was unable to move, but he had practiced doing things with his left hand, so both hands were actually his dominant hands.

But he...

"I can't move my hands, can you feed me?"

Yan Luo calmly raised his head and parted his thin lips slightly. "I'll give you a damn 'beep'."

"... Why are you swearing?"

"I didn't swear." Yan Luo picked up a piece of food and calmly shoveled two mouthfuls of rice. "I swore 'beep'. Do you think you are 'beep'?"

"What is a 'beep'? I only heard a censored sound."

"It's 'beep'."

The conversation had broken down; it was clear that Yan Luo had fallen into a state of madness. Whenever Lin opened his mouth, he would be attacked, and he would swear without any restraint.

Lin, who didn't want to join the flame war, lost to Yan Luo in this respect, which can be considered as Yan Luo finally winning back a point.

Lin could only slowly finish his dinner, one bite of rice and one bite of vegetables. While Yan Luo was cleaning up the table and washing the dishes, he wandered over to the refrigerator. Sure enough, after quietly opening the refrigerator, he discovered a beautifully made snow skin cake.

After discovering that Yan Luo was secretly eating lollipops and hiding strawberry milk, Lin knew that Yan Luo was different from him. She had a sweet tooth, and based on their cooking skills, Lin knew that Yan Luo could make desserts for herself. Therefore, it was easy for Lin to find her hidden desserts.

But before he could make a move, a figure filled with murderous intent was already standing behind him.

"Do you need me to break your other hand too?"

"..."

Lin reluctantly withdrew his hand, and Yan Luo slammed the refrigerator shut, feeling the ground beneath his feet shake.

She rolled her eyes at Lin, who kept turning back to look at her cake. Ever since this guy came, she felt that her expressions had become much richer.

But this guy is actually quite honest...

After finishing their chores, the two sat peacefully on the sofa, separated by a coffee table, quietly doing their own things like ordinary siblings.

Lin was watching TV, while Yan Luo was working on the homework his teacher had assigned that day.

The emotionless reading by the female anchor on TV, coupled with the monotonous and drowsy script, played quietly in this small room.

The soft scratching of the pen on the paper was the only sound besides the news.

It's unbelievable. Yan Luo clearly thought Lin was a lecherous person, yet he was able to sit with him as if nothing had happened.

While doing her homework, she glanced at Lin out of the corner of her eye. He sat quietly on the sofa, his expressionless face so serene compared to his actions, making one marvel at how he was a completely different person when he was still and when he was active.

"What are you looking at? Do you need me to help you with your homework?" Lin's sensitivity to gazes made him realize that Yan Luo was spying on him.

"... No need." Yan Luo said it was homework, but in reality, she could write down the answers after just one glance at the questions, and it would take her less than ten minutes to finish the homework.

"Then what are you looking at?" After saying this, Lin belatedly realized and cautiously covered his mouth with his left hand. "I won't let you bite it."

"What the hell are you talking about!"