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Chapter 242 The Prophet, Meeting Announcement (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

In the dimly lit living room, Gu Qiye raised his right hand, his five fingers curled up, and black lightning crackled at his fingertips.

He paused for a moment, then frowned slightly and looked down at the pitch-black arc of electricity.

"What's happening here?"

It was only at this moment that Gu Qiye realized that his superpower was showing some strange symptoms.

The electric arc, like a wild beast released from its cage, spread outwards uncontrollably.

So he held his breath and stared intently, trying his best to control the lightning and restore it to its original form.

Gradually, the color of the electric light changed from black to dark blue, shrinking inward as if weakening, clinging tightly to the skin. The sense of uncontrollability lessened considerably, and the electric light dancing on the fingertips gradually stabilized.

Gu Qiye breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment the blue light flashed, the living room was illuminated, and Gu Wenyu's face was also illuminated.

Su Zimai had been eagerly anticipating Gu Wenyu's reaction, and at this moment, she saw Gu Wenyu's bewildered expression clearly. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and puff out her cheeks slightly.

But the next second, just as she was about to make a sarcastic remark, Ji Minghuan suddenly disconnected the connection to the No. 1 mecha.

Gu Wenyu suddenly blacked out, his body went limp, and he "fainted" on the living room sofa.

The brother and sister stared blankly as Gu Wenyu collapsed onto the sofa, frozen in place.

"Wenyu!" "Brother?"

The next moment, Gu Qiye extinguished the lightning in his hand; Su Zimai raised her hand and pressed the button to turn on the living room lights.

The two of them took a step forward and rushed towards Gu Wenyu.

At that moment, Ji Minghuan opened her eyes in the pitch-black prison cell.

He clearly saw the figure sitting in the chair out of the corner of his eye, but he remained unmoved, simply clasping his hands together in front of his abdomen, looking at the silver-white ceiling, and listening to the voices coming from the other side of Unit One.

"How can his mental resilience be so weak?" Su Zimai exclaimed in surprise.

"Give him CPR?" Gu Qiye asked blankly.

"No, no, no, I'll do it!"

"why?"

"I'm afraid you might accidentally electrocute him!"

"Come on, am I some kind of electric hedgehog?" Gu Qiye said while checking Gu Wenyu's condition. "He seems fine, he just fainted."

Su Zimai frowned and guessed:
"What happened? Maybe my bro stayed up all night playing games at a classmate's house last night, and you triggered him today, almost causing him to collapse?"

"Maybe." Gu Qiye breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa. "Anyway, let him sleep for a while first. If he doesn't wake up, we'll take him to the hospital."

"Will he be faking amnesia when he wakes up?"

"possible."

Upon hearing this, Ji Minghuan stopped paying attention to the perspective of Unit 1 and turned his head away from the bed.

He looked at the figure sitting in the darkness.

Suddenly, the tutor appeared in the chair, his glasses reflecting a silver light.

Last night before bed, Ji Minghuan was too lazy to turn off the TV, so the Attack on Titan anime was still paused at the scene where Mikasa cuts off Eren's head.

The screen emitted a faint glow, outlining the figure of the mentor.

As always, the mentor sat quietly in his chair with his hands clasped together, his gaze behind his glasses wise and profound.

The reason Ji Minghuan suddenly disconnected the connection to Unit 1 was because he sensed his mentor's silent arrival.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Minghuan asked. "Or rather, what exactly do you want?" He narrowed his eyes. "First you didn't announce your arrival, then you didn't turn on the lights. Aren't you afraid you'll scare me to death?"

The mentor remained silent for a long time before speaking:

“Ji Minghuan, just now, we received a message from the prophet.”

"Prophet?"

“Yes, after many days, that prophet suddenly wrote to us,” the mentor said. “He may come to the Salvation Society’s base to meet you in person.”

"See me in person?" Ji Minghuan was stunned. "What do you mean? What's gotten into him all of a sudden?"

“He didn’t explain why, he just asked me to tell you about this in advance,” the mentor said slowly. “Because we don’t yet know the origin of this prophet, we must be on high alert from now on.”

"Why are you on guard?" Ji Minghuan sat up. "Don't you trust him a lot?"

“His abilities truly convince us,” the mentor said deeply. “After all, every prophecy he made saved us from some major disasters, and he even told us about the existence of the ‘Light-Eating Bees’.”

"Light-devouring bees? The race you mentioned before?"

“Yes, the prophet told us that the existence of the Light-Eating Bees is extremely dangerous, and they may destroy two entire countries in the future,” the mentor said. “That’s why we sent out clues about the Light-Eating Bees recently, so that Rainbow Wings would start to take this matter seriously.”

"Oh, that's it."

As Ji Minghuan spoke, she looked up at her mentor and asked, "Then why are you all so wary of him? If it weren't for him, wouldn't the world have been a complete mess by now?"

“It’s simple, we don’t know his intentions yet,” the mentor said. “If the prophet wants to use your power to do something dangerous, it will be too late to wait until he gets close to you.” Ji Minghuan remained silent.

He always felt that this prophet was very strange, but he didn't know the other party's true identity yet, and he was unsure whether this person's position was good or bad for him.

The prophet is coming to save the world and meet me?

What is he planning to do? Is he going to get rid of me himself?

A script similar to "in a hundred timelines where the world is destroyed, he found a way to kill me"?

Come on, thinking about it this way, I'm actually a little scared, but if he really comes, the Salvation Society will definitely stop him.

Ji Minghuan lowered his head, lost in thought.

"This matter is of great significance to us. A collaborator we've never met before has finally revealed himself," the mentor said. "So I need your cooperation with us in the short term. If you discover anything unusual, you must tell us immediately, as it is very likely related to the prophet."

"Is the prophet really that powerful? How could he contact me without your knowledge?"

"It's hard to say," the tutor shook his head. "In any case, it's always good to be cautious."

Ji Minghuan snorted coldly: "Isn't he a good person? He even helped you arrest me, so why are you all so nervous?"

He paused for a moment, then said, "But I think that guy is just a charlatan. I'm not going to destroy the world at all; he's just making it all up."

"Then how do you explain that all his previous predictions have come true?"

“That means he suddenly lost his mind this time.” Ji Minghuan sighed. “Just because his previous predictions were correct doesn’t mean his predictions this time will be correct as well. I still don’t understand why you trust a mysterious figure so much.”

"Let's stop here... Like I said, be careful."

"I understand," Ji Minghuan said. "Get lost. You're disturbing my sleep. If I didn't have a strong mentality, I would have been scared to death by now."

“I just received the message and rushed over immediately without making any preparations,” the mentor smiled. “I was worried about you.”

"I'm going to throw up if you say that again."

Ji Minghuan waved his hand, "Remember to turn on the lights next time. Don't stare at me like a pervert with the lights off."

"Take a rest; I was just too nervous."

After saying that, the instructor smiled, got up from his chair, and turned to walk towards the exit of the detention cell.

Ji Minghuan watched his retreating figure until the metal door closed, and only then did she truly breathe a sigh of relief.

"There isn't a single normal person in the Salvation Society."

He muttered something, lay back down on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

A prophet?

Let him come if he wants, but only if he can break through the Salvation Society's defenses. My mentor is unlikely to let him see me.

Thinking this, Ji Minghuan closed her eyes and switched her consciousness to the body of the No. 1 mecha.

The moment the machine was connected, before Gu Wenyu had even opened his eyes, his body was launched from the sofa in a catapult-like motion.

Su Zimai and Gu Qiye were stunned. The two had been discussing whether or not to send Gu Wenyu to the hospital.

"Wenyu, are you alright?" "Brother, are you okay?"

As if witnessing the return of an old corpse from the Qing Dynasty, the two stammered and stared in astonishment.

Gu Wenyu looked down at the sofa for a while, then slowly turned his head like a robot to look at Gu Qiye, and belatedly said:
"Dude, are you really from Blue Arc?!"

Gu Qiye hadn't quite recovered yet, and seemingly afraid that Gu Wenyu would faint again, so she blurted out in a panic:

"I am not Blue Arc, Wheat is Blue Arc."

Su Zimai was stunned for a moment, pointed to herself, and said with a crooked eyebrow, "I'm Blue Arc? How come I don't know that?"

"Is your little sister Blue Arc?" Gu Wenyu asked.

“Yes, she is Lan Hu.” Gu Qiye nodded quickly.

Gu Wenyu pointed to himself and said, "She's Blue Arc, so who am I?"

"You're Gu Wenyu?" Gu Qiye was stunned.

"I'm not Blue Arc?" Gu Wenyu muttered, clutching his head like a Psyduck. "Then I'm Ghost Bell? If Ghost Bell isn't me, then is Ghost Bell Dad? Is Dad Blue Arc? Did Ghost Bell give birth to Blue Arc?"

After saying that, he suddenly closed his eyelids and collapsed onto the sofa once again.

Like a corpse, it slowly cooled down and gradually lost all movement.

Just then, Gu Zhuo'an walked through the entrance hall, carrying a bag of groceries.

He had a cigarette dangling from his lips. He glanced at the brother and sister in the living room, their expressions grave, and then at Gu Wenyu, who lay unconscious on the sofa.

After a long pause, he finally spoke:

"What the hell is Zhong Lanhu... What are you guys talking about?"

(End of this chapter)