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Chapter 250 Fan Dongqing's Bet, The Dying Ghost Bell (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

On August 5th, it was still 5 a.m. In normal times, Lijing would be completely silent at this time, with only occasional lights on.

Not to mention that this is during the summer vacation, when students don't need to get up early for early self-study, and adults don't need to get up to pick up and drop off their children. Both sides have reached a consensus and wish they could sleep a little longer.

But the huge commotion that broke out inside the Starlight Amusement Park undoubtedly attracted attention from all directions.

When nearby residents opened their windows or peered out from the rooftops, they only saw an icy blue meteorite fall from the sky, slowly crashing onto the amusement park floor. The Ferris wheel, once a visible sight, was now a ruin, with fragments of its carriages scattered haphazardly in the vast crater.

A surging cold front swept in with the morning breeze, stinging everyone's faces. There was no hint of summer here; it felt like the dead of winter.

The scene was like the end of the world. They were amazed and finally came to their senses, but when they tried to pick up their phones or cameras to film it, they found that all of their electronic devices were malfunctioning and could not be turned on.

At this very moment, a black Maybach was parked at the entrance of Lijing Starlight Amusement Park. Its headlights pierced the night, illuminating the inflatable mascots in the park.

In the driver's seat, Fan Dongqing was taking a nap, leaning against the back of the seat. This was a good time to sleep, but unexpectedly, Gui Zhong suddenly appeared and provoked them in a way that was comparable to banging gongs and drums, as if he was afraid they wouldn't be able to find him.

After considering it for a while, Fan Dongqing and Yu Ruier decided to let the latter go.

Seeing the car door suddenly open, Fan Dongqing opened his eyes and looked at the white-haired girl who looked like an ice sculpture through the rearview mirror.

"Is it over?" Fan Dongqing asked.

“Yes, all that’s left is for the association to clean up the scene,” Yuriel said expressionlessly.

"It would be better if I took action; it would be faster," Fan Dongqing said, glancing at the time on the display screen.

"Your ability is too noisy and loud. It will wake up everyone in Lijing. If you don't want to be scolded for disturbing the peace, shut up. You're the only one in Hongyi who has publicly revealed his identity, and you're the only one who will be called out and scolded by name," Yuriel said calmly.

"You're right. Cooling down the city like this doesn't count as disturbing the peace?"

“It’s summer, so I’m doing this to benefit the people and save them money on air conditioning. If it were winter, then never mind,” Yuriel said, glancing at the amusement park outside the window. “As for the amusement park, the Alien Association will fund its reconstruction, with the cooperation of relevant professional ability users. It will be completed within a week.”

"Yes, yes, yes... White Hair, you're the most stubborn one." Fan Dongqing yawned. "So, who's behind the Ghost Bell mask?"

Yuriel was taken aback.

"What do you mean?" Fan Dongqing raised an eyebrow. "You didn't see it, did you?"

“I accidentally destroyed his body with a meteorite,” Yuriel said thoughtfully, resting her chin on her hand.

Fan Dongqing was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh: "White Hair...you always say I don't follow the rules, but aren't you the same?"

"I just forgot."

"He was clearly in a rush to play games."

"Oh, you noticed that." Yuriel stopped pretending and took out her phone to open the mobile game.

"Actually, it doesn't matter who Gui Zhong is. For the higher-ups, knowing that he's dead is enough." Fan Dongqing shrugged. "When we get back, I'll cover for you. In the report, I'll say that you were caught in a fierce battle and had no choice but to leave no body behind."

"It's better not to use this cover at all," Yuriel said calmly. "If we get bogged down in a tough fight with a Cataclysmic-level enemy, the other members will laugh at us."

She was engrossed in a mobile game, tapping her fingers on the screen. The car seat was dimly lit, and fluorescent light shone in her icy blue pupils.

"He's a time-based ability after all. Let's give him some face. What's wrong with a tough fight?" Fan Dongqing said casually, resting his chin on his hand and looking down at his phone.

“If he advances to the Cataclysmic level, then it’s really hard to say,” Yuriel said. “As far as I know, there doesn’t seem to be a time-based Cataclysmic level in history, so I don’t know how he would perform.”

"That's just hypothetical; he's already dead," Fan Dongqing said dismissively. "Besides, if everyone could advance to the Calamity level, what would be the point of having Rainbow Wings?"

"Don't be too arrogant... You are indeed a top-tier individual at the level of natural disasters, but that doesn't mean you are invincible."

"Otherwise what? Are you going to cite the Lake Hunters as an example of how they can outdo me? Although I do really want to fight them."

"There are still restricted-level superhumans in the world."

"The official website clearly states that R-rated content died in the last century."

“Then don’t be too narcissistic,” Yuriel said calmly. “This is the first time I’ve seen someone browse their own Weibo supertopic when they have nothing better to do.”

Her voice was clearly devoid of emotion, yet one could still detect a hint of disdain.

"That's because I'm the only one in Rainbow Wings who publicly reveals my identity."

"Congratulations, big star. You're even more popular without Blue Arc."

"I'll be just as popular as Blue Arc."

"Really? He's at least several times more talked about than you."

"What else do we have to do?" Fan Dongqing turned off his phone, yawned, and asked casually.

“Blue Arc,” Yuriel said softly, “is still waiting for his reply.”

"It's him again. Hasn't he contacted you yet?"

"No."

Yuriel shook her head, opened the contact list, and glanced at the names on it.

"You seem to care about him quite a bit."

“I initially thought he'd be a frivolous person under that helmet, but he's not quite what I imagined,” Yuriel said calmly. “My intuition is rarely wrong, so I'm a little curious.” Fan Dongqing glanced at her through the rearview mirror. “Do you feel he'll eventually join Rainbow Wings?”

"do not know."

"I bet he will."

"Nobody's going to bet with you."

"Actually, it doesn't matter. Whether he joins or not, we all have to take the same flight back to New York with Urushihara Ruri and Tsukumo tomorrow night," Fan Dongqing said. "But this kid shouldn't be too naive... He's already been classified as a natural disaster by the association, and he still thinks he can go back to a normal life?"

Yuriel remained silent.

"It's a rare treat to be in China, what would you like for breakfast?" Fan Dongqing asked as he pressed the start button on the remote key and put his hand on the steering wheel.

"Whatever, just don't bother me while I'm doing my work." After saying that, Yuri put on a pair of pure white Apple headphones and quietly sat in the car playing games.

Fan Dongqing shrugged dismissively, turned the key, and started the engine. The Maybach roared and sped off into the first rays of morning sunlight.

At the same time, in Li Jing's basement.

The exhaust fan hummed and whirred, and a white-haired, blue-eyed boy stood beneath the ceiling covered in yellow mold.

Lying on the hospital bed was an old man covered in wounds. He had a gash in his chest, blood stained the corners of his unshaven mouth, his cloak hung messily on the ground, and his silver and black breathing mask was thrown in a corner.

Agubaru shrunk to the size of a palm and sat obediently on Caesar's shoulder.

The little shark stared at the man on the hospital bed, muttering and cursing, "Quickly save this bastard from the clock tower, or a college student will turn evil; only elementary school students are fit to turn evil, college students will be ridiculed if they do!"

As it spoke, it manipulated the black tide to envelop Ghost Bell's wound, stopping the blood gushing from the hole in Ghost Bell's chest.

"Mr. Ghost Bell is really something. He acted so recklessly; if he had been any later, it would have been too late."

Caesar muttered to himself as he crushed the generational rare fragment "Phoenix" on his right hand.

A flash of orange light streaked across the sky, and the giant bird, bathed in flames, rose into the air, spreading its crimson wings. It gently flapped its wings, sending a fiery feather drifting down. The feather, formed from flames, landed in the black hole on Ghost Bell's chest.

The phoenix's flames come in two types, one of which is the healing flame. During this time, Caesar relied on the phoenix's healing flames to practice medicine and earn money in Lijing.

At the same time, he gradually learned about the concept of currency in the outside world, so he raised the price of 2000 yuan per person to 4000 yuan per person. Despite this, the gang was still very enthusiastic about him.

"Wait!" the little shark suddenly shouted, "Shark has something to say!"

"What's wrong, Agubaru?" Caesar paused, then turned to look at the shark on his shoulder.

"Can you save his life, but not completely heal his wounds, leaving this hunchbacked old man in bed for at least ten days to two weeks?"

“It is possible, but why would you do that, Agubaru?” Caesar said. “Mr. Ghost Bell has provided us with free lodging; he has done us a favor.”

"This is to prevent that idiot from going to his death. If he goes after those Rainbow Wing people again, we can't be there every time!" Yagubalu said seriously. "Precisely because he has done us a favor, we should let him lie down until Rainbow Wing leaves this city before he gets up. Isn't that right?"

As he spoke, the little shark slapped Caesar hard on the back of the head with its fin.

“That makes sense, but I don’t actually need to do that. Even if I let the Phoenix heal most of his injuries, he would still have to lie down for a while.”

"Why?" Agubaru was taken aback.

Caesar looked up to meet the Phoenix's gaze, then lowered his eyes to look at Ghost Bell's body.

“The Phoenix told me that the ice created by that superhuman remained in Mr. Ghost Bell’s body after it melted, affecting his blood flow and superhuman genes,” he said slowly. “If we want to completely solve this problem, we must burn every inch of blood in Mr. Ghost Bell’s body, but that is obviously impossible.”

"What should I do?"

"It should be fine to leave Mr. Ghost Bell alone for a while. This phenomenon won't endanger his life, and it's actually a good thing for him."

"why?"

“Didn’t you say that Mr. Ghost Bell’s ability is to freeze time?” Caesar said calmly. “The Phoenix said that Mr. Ghost Bell’s genes are undergoing a latent change…maybe by accident he will benefit from it, such as learning how to freeze his own time. Of course, I was just talking nonsense.”

"So... we can just ignore him, right?" the little shark asked suspiciously.

"We still need to come and check on it every day. Should we notify Mr. Mutaki?"

"No, for now, only the two of us know that he's still alive!" Yagubalu raised his fin and pressed it to his mouth. "Shh... Caesar, you must keep this a secret."

“I promise you, Aguru.”

“Then let’s hurry up and have a big meal. Today is another day of Dr. Zelsi doing good deeds.” Yagubaru shook his head, revealing a row of sharp little teeth.

“Yes, we must ask Mr. Ghost Bell for money after he wakes up, and have him reimburse us for our food expenses during this period.” Caesar nodded and silently retracted the phoenix.

“You’re really getting more and more used to the outside world, Caesar.”

"Otherwise, how could I afford to support you?"

The man and the shark chatted and laughed as they walked out of the dimly lit basement, leaving only the unshaven old man lying motionless on the hospital bed.

He was covered in cold sweat. In his dream, he saw a world of ice and snow, with endless tolling of bells echoing across the sky. The violent crimson in his pupils seemed to transform into a wild beast, ready to leap out.

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