Ch 173: Vortex Gate

Ji Chuan teleported back to the Werewolf Clan’s altar; his current feelings were very disjointed.

The Faith Power was continuously strengthening him, making him feel comfortable; the excessive consumption of his Special Ability made him feel fatigued, and his eyes were already struggling to stay open.

Is it because this world doesn’t have Crystal Cores? Therefore, the energy reserves are fixed, and one can only cultivate more energy through continuous use of abilities.

Xiao La wagged its tail and approached, wanting to ask Lord God of Faith if there were any needs. Unexpectedly, Lord God of Faith had fallen asleep.

Long eyelashes cast shadows. Ji Chuan’s whole body radiated the Holy Light of Faith Power. Xiao La looked at this powerful God, somewhat entranced.

Although they were a member of the Werewolf Clan, they felt that their God was extremely handsome, more handsome than all the Humans and Undead they had ever seen.

They confirmed Ji Chuan was asleep, then tiptoed out, instructing the clan members not to make a sound to disturb the God.

In his sleep, Ji Chuan again arrived in that white, boundless Space, but this time he didn’t see the Goddess’s shadow.

He wandered aimlessly in this Space, seemingly seeing a rotating Vortex in the distance.

Curiosity drove him to approach continuously; he wanted to know what that Vortex was.

The Vortex stood in the air like a Gate; its center resembled water. He couldn’t see what was beneath the surface.

He reached a hand in, feeling no discomfort. Unaccountably, he stepped inside entirely.

A flash of white light, and he found himself in a new place.

“This is…?”

This place looked very much like his original world, like a School, and it seemed somewhat familiar—he had seen it somewhere…

He lowered his head. He was an ordinary Human male? He couldn’t feel any Special Ability or Divine Power, which made him uneasy.

On the playground, he looked at his reflection in the school building’s window. Ji Chuan’s eyes widened—it was actually his childhood self, about 10 years old.

Back then, he wasn’t an Otaku. Because he was a picky eater and didn’t like to eat, he was very thin.

He looked around. Why did this place look so familiar?

Students gradually walked out of the school building. Their next class was P.E. Class, but one girl’s pace was very slow.

This was her most disliked class. During free activity time, nobody would talk to or play with her; every time, she could only silently stay in a corner of the playground until class was over.

Because of her obesity, she became the target of her classmates’ ridicule; one fatal flaw was enough to isolate a child in elementary school.

When she reached the playground, Ji Chuan finally realized why this place was so familiar.

This was the Illusionary Realm he had seen in Xia Yida’s Illusionary Realm. Why had he come here again?

Was this the Illusionary Realm or reality? Or was it simply a dream?

The school bell rang. Ji Chuan seemed to possess the original owner’s memories, returning to his classroom, but he kept an eye on Xia Yida. Her chubby little face was always filled with unhappiness, looking somewhat comical.

Ji Chuan unconsciously smiled.

The free activity time for P.E. class arrived. Xia Yida dejectedly walked towards the edge of the playground, strolling slowly, killing time and waiting for class to end.

The boys in the class who were playing soccer caught each other’s eyes and deliberately kicked the ball with great force towards the chubby girl.

They had already started imagining her embarrassed state when hit by the soccer ball.

“Watch out!”

Hearing the warning, Xia Yida suddenly looked up; a soccer ball was already flying towards her. She fearfully closed her eyes, but the expected pain didn’t come.

A thin boy stood in front of her.

“Are you okay?”

He was the one who got hit, yet the other party was concerned about whether she was okay. Xia Yida’s eyes instantly reddened.

Ji Chuan was a little flustered, searching his body for tissues, but he found he didn’t have any.

So he lifted his sleeve and carefully wiped away the tears on Xia Yida’s face.

“My name is Xia Yida. Nice to meet you. Can we be friends?”

“I know, I’ve known for a long time. My name is Ji Chuan.”

Ji Chuan’s eyes widened instantly. His memories began to spin; the image of the boy in the Illusionary Realm began to overlap with himself. He tried hard to recall the boy’s name in the Illusionary Realm.

But he found that the boy’s name had never appeared in the Illusionary Realm. Was this really the case, or had the story been rewritten by what was happening before him?

So the boy in Xia Yida’s childhood memories was really himself? He hadn’t lied to Xia Yida?

Xia Yida found Ji Chuan’s expression strange. Perhaps he didn’t really want to be friends with her; such an ugly self wouldn’t have friends.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have suggested that. I was too presumptuous.”

Ji Chuan took her hand, “No, I really want to be friends with you. Your features are the most beautiful I’ve ever seen, and your hair is so smooth; you could be in a shampoo commercial…”

Xia Yida, who had never been praised like this, burst into laughter. She had met the light of her life.

Ji Chuan surprisingly found that he could always accurately arrive at every moment when Xia Yida was being bullied. He wasn’t afraid of those children at all; every time, he stepped forward to help Xia Yida out of trouble.

After repeatedly helping Xia Yida out of difficult situations, he felt the world beginning to flicker, as if he was about to leave at any moment.

He remembered Xia Yida cared a lot about his sudden departure; Ji Chuan didn’t want Xia Yida to have such a regret.

He carefully selected a Music Box as a souvenir for the two of them and waited for her after school in Xia Yida’s classroom.

Xia Yida saw Ji Chuan’s expression with unconcealed surprise. “Yida, can you go home with me today?”

She happily nodded, not at all minding the spiteful looks from her classmates.

Ji Chuan took Xia Yida to a park full of flowers. They sat on a bench.

“Yida, I know you hate sudden departures. So I want to tell you that I’m leaving.”

Xia Yida’s eyes were full of disbelief; instantly, her eyes reddened.

Ji Chuan was a little flustered, still smiling as he wiped away the girl’s tears with his sleeve.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“No, no. You’re the bravest and most beautiful girl I’ve ever met. It’s just that I have to go to a very far place; it’s beyond my control.”

Ji Chuan’s eyes were full of disappointment; Xia Yida’s heart ached a little.

“Will we see each other again?”

Ji Chuan nodded forcefully. “We will. When you grow up, you’ll become a famous movie star; people chasing you will line up to France. At that time, we can see each other again. I’ll call you.”

Xia Yida laughed while crying. Such a fat self would become a movie star? Ji Chuan always cheered her up like this.

“Yida, don’t you believe me?”

Seeing Ji Chuan’s sincere eyes, Xia Yida smiled, “Okay, I believe you. When I see you then, I’ll definitely remember you.”

“Hmm, when you miss me, listen to this Music Box.”

The world began to shake and flicker. When Ji Chuan opened his eyes, he was facing Xiao La’s wolf head; it was constantly sniffing Ji Chuan with its wet nose.

Ji Chuan flicked his finger, and Xiao La, in pain, covered its nose and retreated.

“Sorry, Master. I was just curious and smelled it a bit. Usually, Undead have a foul smell, but Master, you smell so good, like flowers.”

Ji Chuan patted his body and found water stains on his sleeve—were these the tears he had wiped away from Xia Yida?!

That wasn’t a dream, not the Illusionary Realm, it was reality?!