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Chapter 25 The Cost of an Imbalance of Power

Xu Ying met an opponent who was not too weak.

Zhu Lanxi is also a school representative and is also highly expected. As the "strongest" in Pinglin No. 1 Middle School, she is very interested in and confident about the final spot.

In order to deal with the "not too weak" opponent, Xu Ying spent a full minute.

After the game, Xu Ying opened her mobile phone and saw the message from classmate Guang at the top of the page, "I won again, how are you doing?"

She smiled and sent a voice message: "I won too. What are your plans for tonight?"

"I'll wait for you at the gym entrance. We'll talk when we meet."

"Okay, please wait."

As soon as Xu Ying saw him, she congratulated him and said, "You also killed your opponent in seconds!"

"Yeah, it's a one-shot kill."

Although Guang seemed to be nonchalant, she soon discovered the problem: "You overused your strength?"

Mu Zhengguang said frankly: "It's a little bit excessive."

Xu Ying did not elaborate with him on what "a little bit" meant. As long as you know this person a little, you will know the real meaning of "a little bit" he said.

"Okay, just a little bit. I'll be in town this afternoon, come see me if you need anything."

"Ah."

Mu Zhengguang went back to the hotel and slept for about three hours. When he woke up, he saw a series of messages from Ying. He replied one by one, and then he heard a knock on the door. He immediately opened the door and saw his classmate standing at the door with a schoolbag on his back and a bag of food in his hand.

Xu Ying asked him, "Where are we going to eat tonight? When will we return to school?"

Mu Zhengguang said seriously: "If you don't mind, I would like to go to your house for dinner. Is that possible?"

Xu Ying was touched: "I have my mother to accompany me in my studies, but you are alone. Now that the competition is over, I will take this opportunity to invite you to my home for dinner. This idea is perfect."

"It is an honor to have you here, Mr. Guang. In your own words, it is as you wish."

"Wait a minute, I'll pack my things."

"Well. What do you want to eat? Although it's hard to buy food tonight, you're a distinguished guest in my house, and my mother will be happy to go out and buy food. Just tell me the menu."

As he spoke, Xu Ying took out his cell phone and pressed the record button.

Mu Zhengguang didn't notice her movements. He happily announced the names of the dishes: "Sea bass, hairtail, chicken wings."

"Okay. I've sent the message to my mom. Let her hear your voice, too."

Mu Zhengguang was shocked: I thought you were typing by voice, but it turns out you were just sending the voice message directly. This makes me seem too abrupt and rude.

"No, no, can you take it back?"

Xu Ying had already sent the voice message, but she sent more than one message. She only recorded three words, and needed to add detailed text to supplement the details and explain the reason.

"You can withdraw it, but it's not necessary."

Mu Zhengguang was speechless, but he didn't want to make the conversation awkward, so he changed the subject: "What happened to the person who made you fall asleep?" Xu Ying didn't take it to heart at all. This minor disturbance was not enough to make her think: "She violated the rules of the game, I'm sure the staff will deal with it."

Mu Zhengguang gave her an approving look: "If you think it's nothing, then it's nothing. Your style has always been like this. It just makes people sleepy, and it's far from touching your bottom line. You don't care about these things. If it were me who encountered this, I wouldn't pay too much attention to it. But this happened to you, so I will pay more attention to it."

After Mu Zhengguang packed his luggage, the two went to the station together.

While waiting for the bus, Xu Ying mentioned the final again: "Leave some strength in the game and don't lose balance too much."

She wasn't just guessing. The impact of imbalance was hard to explain in words, and only through personal experience could one understand it. Not long ago, she had used Run Clear several times in a row and gained some valuable experience.

Mu Zhengguang thought of the hot summer days, when you fan yourself with a fan, you feel slightly cooler because wind can accelerate the body's heat dissipation. However, after reaching a certain limit, people will feel hotter the more they fan themselves. Corresponding to me, imbalance not only makes me weak and lethargic, but also brings me troubles, as if my soul is covered with a layer of dust, which makes me deeply confused and empty.

Using the existence clearing directly changes the situation, causing the golden sand to fade. This fading can be restored, and it is not a big impact. The really tricky thing is the damage caused to me by the faded color: the color and luster of the golden sand that can be seen by the eyes become unknown things that cannot be seen by the eyes. This kind of thing can "destroy" people's hearts, souls, minds, and wishes. In other words, using the power of existence means resisting the temptation of the power of existence. When the destruction and temptation accumulate to a certain extent, it is possible to make people unrecognizable and lose their way. The heart, soul, mind, and wish are closely related to people's thinking and cognition. Especially in this era, the heart, soul, mind, and wish seem to be connected to people's asymptotes. Their importance is far greater than before. No one dares to take this matter lightly, and I am no exception.

Mu Zhengguang solemnly promised: "Don't worry, it's just a competition. I have my own standards and will not violate them easily."

Using Existence Clearance to erase the opponent's victory in the last match of the semi-finals was within Mu Zhengguang's acceptable range. Compared with being defeated in the semi-finals, using excessive power once was nothing. However, if Existence Clearance was used to decompose nature, kill life, manipulate people's hearts, and tamper with facts, it would be too much.

Xu Ying did not doubt the correctness of his standards, but the world is unpredictable. Can you really stick to the standards under any circumstances? However, if you can't stick to it, then my advice will not have much effect. Forget it, don't think about it for now. If you really have an accident, I will try my best to help you solve the worst possibility, but the rest depends on you.

The two were returning on the train, their seats facing each other.

The scenery outside the window quickly flowed back, and Mu Zhengguang's thoughts went back to a few months ago.

In May, "darkness" covered the world, and a series of strange people and strange things appeared frequently, so that people no longer felt strange. Before June, asymptotic people appeared in the school. In June, Lu Hao entered the first order. July, vacation, my birthday. August, your birthday. September, registration for the modeling competition. November, you and I joined hands. Along the way, we have been close.

The daylight was dim and the sky was getting darker. Xu Ying took off her headphones, opened her eyes, and moved the bag out from under her seat: "It's time for dinner. Do you want some?"

Mu Zhengguang was looking at this year's county-wide college entrance examination results. Hearing this, he immediately put down his phone and took out the food: "Okay. Thanks. Let's go together."

"Ah."

Xu Ying brought fresh fruits and Mu Zhengguang brought potato chips and Coke, which they shared, with a wide variety of options.

"We have added 195 points. With these points, do you have any school you want to go to?" Mu Zhengguang only talked about the scores and did not mention a word about the bonus. At this stage, the scores are more important than the bonus.

Xu Ying peeled the orange easily. She rolled the whole orange peel into a ball and placed it in front of him. She said calmly, "It's too early to think about it now. We don't know what will happen next year."

Mu Zhengguang tore open a box of potato chips, took a piece, and asked softly, "We should be together, right?"

Xu Yingze's hand trembled, and she swept the orange peel off the table. She leaned over to pick it up, and when she looked up, she met his serious and sincere gaze. She was overjoyed and smiled gently, "Of course. It seems that you are not completely ignorant."

There was a fire in her eyes. Because of his excitement and admiration, Mu Zhengguang did not dare to look her in the eye, and his words were irrelevant to the question.

"Ah...if we eat snacks, will we be unable to eat dinner?"

Xu Ying understood his timidity and shyness very well: "It's okay for you to change the subject. You must have listened to what I said. There's no need to rush to talk about this matter. You can think about it again."

"Classmate, you worry too much. Come and see the new color-changing ink I bought."

The colored ink was sealed in a transparent fountain pen by Xu Yingze. As the angle changed, the ink color changed between blue and purple.

(End of this chapter)