Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan had just fallen asleep when she felt her consciousness being forcibly pulled into the learning space once more. However, the current Ling Lan was already used to this sort of situation — after all, the instructors in the learning space all liked to use this method to find her.
This time, the one who entered her sight was no longer the cold Number One, nor was it that perverted Number Five, but the cool and aloof Number Nine. Seeing Number Nine's beautiful face, Ling Lan felt as if she had been healed instantly.
"Instructor Number Nine." Ling Lan pounced over excitedly. It had really been a long time since she had seen Instructor Number Nine. She missed her dearly, but it was not up to her to decide when to meet instructors — the learning space had the final say.
The moment she hugged Instructor Number Nine, she could feel the raging waves under the other's military uniform. Her heart was filled with envy and jealousy — she wondered if she, who had grown up, would be able to have Instructor Number Nine's devilish figure?
When Ling Lan thought of her current identity as a fake male, she was instantly heartbroken. She had heard her mother say before that during her puberty period, she would have to be injected with confinement injections to prevent her body from secreting too much estrogen... in other words, if she could not regain her female identity, she would definitely be the same in this life as in her previous life, flat as an airport runway.
Seeing Ling Lan's emotional expression, Number Nine's heart softened. It had indeed been a long time since she had seen Ling Lan, and her feelings of longing were no less than Ling Lan's. However, Number Nine was Number Nine after all. Her emotional outpouring only lasted for a split second before she returned to her original aloof self.
She patted Ling Lan's shoulder before letting go of Ling Lan. Then, she asked calmly, "Ling Lan, is there a problem with your spiritual body?"
Ling Lan instantly became crestfallen at the question. "So, Instructor Number Nine knows about it too."
"Mm, your spiritual body is experiencing abnormal fluctuations. As the host, of course I can sense it." Number Nine explained the reason they could sense it. Of course, Number Nine did not say that this was only possible if the host had broken the rules and forcefully sensed the host's condition. Number Nine had paid a heavy price for this.
This was the learning space's restriction on the lodgers, as well as a form of protection for the host. If Number Nine had not been on guard against Number Five breaking Ling Lan, she would not have violated the rules.
Seeing that Ling Lan was in low spirits, Number Nine was a little anxious. Never one to be tactful with her words, she asked directly, "Do you know why this happened?"
Ling Lan thought for a moment, and then said uncertainly, "Is it because of Instructor Number Five's training that some negative emotions have arisen? Did it affect my mood? "
"No." Number Nine rejected decisively.
Ling Lan was even more confused when she saw Number Nine refuting the reason she thought was wrong. "If it's not this, then what is it?"
"It's your heart that's hesitating." Number Nine directly announced the answer.
"Ah?" Ling Lan did not expect such an answer. Could hesitation cause her to be mentally distorted and even cause her to lose control? Ling Lan's first reaction was disbelief — Number Nine was lying to her.
But seeing Number Nine's resolute gaze, Ling Lan was not so sure.
"Ling Lan, although I don't know why your endurance is so extraordinary, even to the point of being a little abnormal, you relied on your instincts to endure the layers of tests and tortures that Number Five set for you, allowing your spiritual power to rapidly grow stronger, even to the point of touching upon the door of Dao."
"Dao?" Ling Lan was even more confused now. She was now in a technologically advanced future world, not that ignorant ancient era where cultivation discussions were popular.
"Er... you don't need to understand this yet. I just want to tell you that the reason your spirit is abnormal is because you don't have a goal in your heart that supports you to become stronger." Number Nine knew that she had let the cat out of the bag, and quickly glossed over it.
"Goal?" At this time, Ling Lan's eyes were already round, completely dizzy from Number Nine's words.
"Yes, you accepted the training missions we set up, and endured so bitterly. What exactly is it for?"
Ling Lan held her dizzy head, desperately searching for an answer, wanting to answer this question.
But Number Nine stopped her. "Don't be in such a hurry to answer. Go back and think about it carefully. Think about what kind of future you want, and what your goal is to become stronger... when you've thought it through, this mental problem that has been troubling you will return to normal."
After saying all this, Number Nine chased Ling Lan out of her training space.
Just like that, Ling Lan arrived at the great hall of the learning space. At this time, Little Four was drawing something on the ground in the middle of the great hall, completely oblivious to Ling Lan's arrival.
Ling Lan calmed herself down and began to think back to Instructor Number Nine's words. Number Nine had undoubtedly told Ling Lan a piece of good news. That was, the loss of control that had been troubling her was not a big problem, and could be healed naturally, as long as she could find an answer that would rid her heart of hesitation and indecision.
But, what exactly was her hesitation and indecision? Ling Lan once again felt lost.
Little Four had finally finished his masterpiece. He stood up straight to admire it, but when he raised his head inadvertently, he saw Ling Lan standing right in front of him.
With a thud, Little Four fell to the ground. His first reaction was to wonder if Ling Lan had noticed his little action.
This sound startled Ling Lan awake. She raised her head to see Little Four sitting on the ground with a look of terror on his face. She could not help but frown and ask, "Little Four, what's wrong with you?"
Little Four hurriedly straightened his face and said fawningly, "Boss, why are you here?" His right hand tugged at the air, and a cushion appeared in his hand. He carefully placed the cushion by his side and said fawningly, "Boss, are you tired? Come and sit here."
At the same time, behind his back where Ling Lan could not see, Little Four swiped with his left hand, and the picture on the ground in front of him was wiped clean, leaving no trace behind.
Ling Lan's thoughts had not been on Little Four to begin with, so when she heard Little Four's reply, she did not probe any further. She sat down beside Little Four with a frown on her face and sighed deeply.
Knowing that he had not exposed anything, Little Four was instantly reassured. Seeing Ling Lan fretting, as someone who was determined to become Ling Lan's number one follower, he naturally had to help his boss resolve her troubles. Thus, he asked decisively, "Boss, why are you sighing? Tell me, perhaps Little Four can help. "
"Instructor Number Nine said that I have hesitation and indecision in my heart, and that I don't have a firm belief or goal to make myself stronger." Ling Lan naturally did not take Little Four's words of being able to help her seriously. However, it was always good to be able to talk about the troubles in her heart, so she told Little Four about her troubles.
Little Four was very surprised. He felt that this was not a problem at all. "Boss, what's there to be troubled about? Since you don't have any, then you can just think of a goal right now."
"That works?" Ling Lan was taken aback. Could it be that she was overthinking things?
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