Stepping on the muddy ground of the forest, run, run faster …
Call the Phecda hotline and tell them everything that happened on this strange night. I need Captain Gu to intervene and solve this Petrification Disease …
Zhou Haorui thought of that but then he realized he was still standing where he was. His legs appeared to have been petrified.
The cold wind rustled the leaves but it could not move a feather from the crow perched on the branch. The crow moved unhurriedly like it was drifting away from the darkness.
"You can save me?" Zhou Haorui finally asked. The pain in his shoulders was intensifying, and the bulging mutated bone seemed to be lifting his entire body up.
"Those who are saved need to save themselves." The crow said, "I can save you but I need your willpower because it won't be easy."
Zhou Haorui's heart skipped a beat. He felt strangely excited but there were still too many unanswered questions. He did not want to listen to this unknown crow, it could be some kind of dark force … Therefore, he calmed himself down and asked, "How did I get the Petrification Disease? What's so special about me? Also, you said this disease is a genetic disease, so how did it spread like wildfire? "
"We step onto a stage that is not of our choosing, we act out a script that is not of our choosing."
The crow continued, its calm voice was laced with many meanings, "This sentence, is not from Shakespeare or Don Quixote, it is from Epictetus. Why you? Because this is your script. You are nothing special but every character in the script is indispensable. But if you read the script directly, you will not understand it but instead go crazy. That is the limitation of mortals. "
Zhou Haorui's heart was in a mess. He felt like he had gained something but it was hazy. "You mean … fate? Or endurance? "
"Both but not both." The crow said, "Now you are already involved in this script. Other than participating, you have no other choice. The script can be decided, but the performance is not set in stone, and the final performance on the stage can change. You are a small character but you can become an important one. "
The desire in Zhou Haorui's heart grew but when the night breeze blew, his blood chilled several degrees.
The crow added, "I like your cautiousness."
"What do you want me to do?" Zhou Haorui asked. "I … won't do that kind of bad thing that goes against my conscience."
With that said, his courage was boosted. He was reminded of the fear his family experienced during the legionella pneumonia and the deathly stillness of his hometown.
There was also his determination at that time. If he could survive, he would definitely cherish his life …
That experience was one of the reasons why Zhou Haorui wanted to join Phecda University. He too wanted to become a hero who could vanquish the darkness. Perhaps when the time came, he would realize that he was a good dragon but he would not give up until he tried. However, he did not have the 'talent'.
"I want you to become stronger, stronger to face the power of darkness," said the crow. That was Zhou Haorui's wish. "Because the curtain will soon be lifted."
Zhou Haorui hesitated. He clearly felt that this crow was tempting him, but he still couldn't help but ask, "What do you want me to do?"
In his heart, he told himself, "Don't forget that you want to be a hero. Chuunibyou is what you want …"
"When a person enters Phecda University and joins the special training class, it's nothing more than to nurture his mental power, sharpen his senses, strengthen his mind, and strengthen his physique. That way, when the person sees the script, he won't go crazy and might even have the ability to change the script. What I want you to do is the same. "
The crow's words kept stirring Zhou Haorui's blood. He was truly envious of Lin Chengbo. 'Why didn't I know the kid had that kind of talent …'
He was reminded of more characters, especially that one. He couldn't help but ask, "Like Gu Jun?"
This time, the crow paused. It did not answer immediately like before. The pair of dark eyes seemed to deepen.
A breeze picked up and the leaves rustled. It said, "Whatever Gu Jun can do, Crow can do. Whatever Gu Jun can't do, Crow can do."
Its voice still had that kind of calmness, it was very convincing. However, there was a trace of disdain towards Gu Jun in its voice. It pierced Zhou Haorui's heart. Something that would treat Captain Gu like that … should be the power of darkness …
Now that he thought about it, this crow appeared to be using his fear, his will to survive, his desire to become stronger. This crow was seducing him …
Zhou Haorui did not say anything. He turned and ran out of the small forest. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
'Go back, hurry back, call Phecda's hotline … I can't stay here any longer to talk to this crow. If I stay any longer, I might fall for its temptation.'
While he was running, the pain in his neck and back of his shoulders became more intense, and they were being pulled stiffly.
Zhou Haorui almost tripped over a rotten branch. He staggered and another fear rose in his heart. 'I can't be injured … If I fall, I might not be able to move my legs after tomorrow night …'
But soon, Zhou Haorui staggered again. He stopped in his tracks.
At the edge of the forest and the cement road outside, the dim light from the street lamps in the distance shone over, illuminating a few slender figures standing there.
The few men stared at him. One of them said, "So you're here. Not a bad sacrifice." They appeared to be looking for him. But, sacrifice?
Zhou Haorui heard this strange term and he could smell the stench of blood. He did not know when he became so "perceptive" — it seemed that it started from the onset of his illness. Now, looking at the group of people, it was as if they had merged with the night. It was a different kind of grotesque from the crow. It was disgusting.
At that moment, the crow's voice came from nowhere, "Based on the script, you will be abducted in the nightmare tonight. They will torture you so that your body will rapidly decompose. Then they will grind your bones into a tombstone as part of the ritual."
Gu Jun's hair stood on end. Then he realized he was the only one who could hear the crow's voice. The few men ignored it and continued to walk towards him.
"These people believe in evil." The crow continued, "These people, deserve to be destroyed."
Zhou Haorui saw that the four or five men were only about ten steps away from him. He knew that it was difficult for him to fight against so many men with just two fists, not to mention that right now, his hands were stiff and painful. He was about to run away, but when he turned his head, he saw that there were also figures coming from the other side. He was surrounded.
Gu Jun was covered in sweat. The security at Da Hwa Institute of Technology had always been bad. This small forest had an urban legend, so normally no one would come here at night …
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