…
Below the apartment, the small lake began to freeze. On an extremely cold park bench, a woman with silky smooth hair sat quietly.
She stared at the surface of the lake and did not move for a long time. She was deep in thought, and her delicate figure blended into the cold and dreary night.
After an unknown amount of time, she raised her head and looked at the apartment that was still brightly lit.
After hesitating for a long time, she stood up, stepped on the stiff grass, and walked out of the campus.
…
The cold wind from the sea whipped everyone. Even though they were wearing thick down coats, they still couldn't resist the dampness and cold.
"She's here, Councilman Zhuang," Dean Li said.
Zhuang Yue stood there with a tall and straight posture and a cold and handsome face. His gaze was fixed on the young and beautiful woman with fluttering hair who was walking over step by step. The corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"It's an honor to meet you." Zhuang Yue took the initiative to extend his hand, showing his warmth and friendliness.
The woman didn't respond. She just stared at Dean Li with her unique and bright eyes.
"He is Zhuang Yue, Councilman Zhuang, the person in charge of this plan," President Li introduced.
"I only care about the Pearl Institute," the woman said.
"It's fine, it's fine. The Pearl Institute represents the Magic City, and the Magic City represents the country. Just like us soldiers, many of them are here to ensure that their loved ones can live in a safe city," Zhuang Yue said.
"Mingzhu will remember you."
"All of us will remember you."
…
…
After waking up from his drunken stupor, Mofan walked to the balcony with disheveled hair and a dirty face. He wanted to use the cold wind to clear his mind.
It was already close to evening. Last night, in order to celebrate their failure in life, the three of them drank until the wee hours of the morning, and basically spent the entire day in a coma.
Shanghai hadn't seen the sun for some time. It was still dusky in the evening. The dark clouds and cold fog in the sky seemed like they wouldn't disperse for decades.
The artificial lake could be seen from the balcony. The surface of the lake froze in the early morning and melted the next day.
In the evening, the Praying Lanterns on the surface of the lake were like miniature boats, faintly swaying with the waves.
"What festival is it today?" Mofan was a little confused.
However, he didn't care too much about it. His stomach was extremely hungry. After washing up, Mofan went downstairs. He planned to taste the Pearl Institute's canteen, which he hadn't eaten in a long time.
The canteen was very dark.
When Mofan walked in, he was a little puzzled. Could it be that even light stones and thunder stones were so scarce that they couldn't even bear to turn on the lights?
More praying lamps appeared one after another. The small candlelight emitted a dim, cold light under the paper lampshade, making the entire cafeteria look no different from a mourning hall.
This made Mofan a little uncomfortable. Coincidentally, a somewhat familiar figure walked over from the corridor. He was also holding a Praying Lamp in his hands, and his face was filled with sorrow.
"Zhang Zhuo." Mofan stopped the man.
Mofan had some influence on this person. When they were dealing with the River Crossing Yao, it was this Shadow student who found the survivors of Bin Town who were hiding in the bomb shelter.
Zhang Zhuo glanced at Mofan and was so shocked that he almost dropped the lamp in his hand.
"Senior Mofan!" Zhang Zhuo shouted.
"Shhh!" Mofan signaled him not to be too loud.
Mofan pulled Zhang Zhuo to his side and looked at the Praying Lamp in his hand. He asked in confusion, "What are you guys doing? Who are you praying for?"
"Senior, don't you know something so serious happened? Didn't you see the news this morning? Every media outlet is reporting about it!" Zhang Zhuo said.
"I was in seclusion, I just came out," Mofan said.
"Then … then you should pretend you don't know, or you will be sad," Zhang Zhuo said.
Mofan was even more confused. He glanced at the words written on the Praying Lamp.
It was a short blessing, a blessing for the deceased.
However, the name of the deceased was extremely shocking to Mo Fan!
Ding Yumian!
The deceased was Ding Yumian …
The Praying Lamps on the lake, in the school, and in many places in the city were all made for Ding Yumian.
She had already left this world.
"When did this happen?" Mofan asked in astonishment.
"This morning, I'm so sad. Senior was so young and beautiful. I bumped into her at the library a month ago. She even chatted with me for a while. She told me that her biggest wish was to visit the famous places in the world. She wanted to see the peace of the Alps Institute, the solemnity of the European University Institute, and the romance and luxury of the Aorus Sacred Institute … but she didn't fulfill her wish," Zhang Zhuo said with tears in his eyes.
"What happened? Did the sea monsters kill her?" Mofan asked anxiously.
"No, no, Councilman Zhuang Yue announced it in the morning …" Zhang Zhuo shook his head.
It was announced.
Even if Ding Yumian was a Super Mage, it was unlikely that a Councilman would announce her death, nor would it cause a huge uproar in the Magic City Headquarters or even the whole country.
Mo Fan had a strong feeling that something was about to happen. It was the kind of feeling that would instantly trigger his anger and sorrow.
He took out his phone and scrolled through the news.
Zhang Zhuo did not dare to say a word. He could feel Mofan's breathing growing heavier.
"Was it her own decision?" Mofan asked after some time.
"Yes, Dean Li has her final wish for the Pearl Institute. It's written by senior," Zhang Zhuo said.
Mofan took Zhang Zhuo's phone. There was a picture on it. It was an exquisite piece of paper with a line of beautiful handwriting.
"Even though I can't leave the Pearl Institute, I love this place deeply. I hope my soul can return to this place, too."
…
Ding Yumian was a victim of the Calamity.
She was under protection at the Pearl Institute. She was not allowed to leave because she was worried that she would become a Monster Hunter that would bring disaster to others.
However, someone still discovered her.
She was going to become the weapon that the Magic City Headquarters used to destroy the army of sea monsters.
Mofan had the same thought when he learned about Ding Yumian's Calamity Innate Talent, but Mofan did not expect it to actually happen!
Her Psychic Energy was extraordinary.
Once negative emotions were generated, it would affect the people around her …
In fact, her emotions would not only affect people, but also all creatures with intelligence.
She once analyzed the Psychic World of the Sea Monster Ghosts. The Sea Monster Ghosts had a Psychic Connection with the huge army of sea monsters. It was like a huge Psychic Web that covered the entire ocean, covering most of the sea monsters that came to invade!
Ding Yumian's negative emotions could also affect those sea monsters.
A weapon of death.
She became a weapon of death.
On an unknown reef island in the ocean, she chose to commit suicide.
Her strong desire to commit suicide spread to the army of sea monsters in the East Sea that was preparing to attack.
The army of sea monsters collectively committed suicide.
Looking at the ocean in the morning from the seawall of Magic City, the corpses of sea monsters were floating on the vast ocean surface. They were densely packed and filled with the aura of death!
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