My chuunibyou self: All my fantasies have come true

They were powerless against the little drill.

Going uphill is a dead end from start to finish!

But all of this could have been avoided...

Lu Jing suddenly remembered a movie he had seen before, The Fog.

The male protagonist, along with his daughter and other family, are hiding from a monster.

Finally, at their wits' end, the family, in order to avoid being tormented by the monster...

They all shot themselves, but when it was the protagonist's turn, the bullet jammed.

Just as he was about to commit suicide again, he was suddenly rescued.

Tell them the monster has been dealt with and they are safe.

The male protagonist immediately broke down.

This is the most desperate form of torment for the living.

"Hahahaha...Ah!!"

Lu Jing was crying and laughing at the same time, as if he had gone mad.

................

a few days later.

The dimly lit room was filled with an old and oppressive atmosphere, as if every breath of air had been frozen in time.

The lifeless house was like a forgotten tomb, its silence chilling.

Lu Jing lay on the bed like a lifeless shell.

He lay there quietly, like a sculpture frozen in time.

It blended into the deathly silence of the environment, as if it would turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear into the air at any moment.

Only endless loneliness and despair remained, spreading through the corner of the room.

The National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) is over.

Lu Jing didn't go anywhere; he locked himself in his room.

Lying in bed, I stared blankly at the ceiling.

When classmates came to visit him, or when TV stations came to interview him, he was turned away.

He achieved his wish and became the hero praised by others, but he no longer showed any joy.

His parents and sister couldn't do anything about him.

I just hope he can get over his psychological trauma as soon as possible.

This is a dungeon.

The slightest misstep could lead to utter ruin.

into the night.

An elderly man with silver hair appeared in the room.

Lu Jing glanced at him blankly.

Qilin sat down beside his bed.

“I’ve heard about what happened. They are all very brave. This is our mission. Where there is fighting, there will be sacrifice.”

Lu Jing opened his mouth; because he hadn't drunk water for so long, the dead skin on his lips was stuck together.

"You guys...aren't you supposed to be amazing? That captain you all claim to be omnipotent, can he even bring people back to life?"

Or, if I accumulate enough contribution points, could I save their lives?

Yes, even lifespan can be bought within the organization.

Those mysterious and mysterious items can be obtained at will.

So, wouldn't it be easy to resurrect the dead?

How many contribution points are needed?

Lu Jing seemed to have suddenly grasped at a straw.

"As long as I can save them, I'm willing to earn contribution points, any amount is fine. If one year isn't enough, I'll go for ten, fifty years..."

The silver-haired old man shook his head. "I'm sorry, even gods can't bring the dead back to life."

The silver-haired old man patted Lu Jing on the shoulder and said in a deep voice:

"Young man, I have experienced these things more than once myself."

His closest comrade-in-arms died before his eyes. He could have stopped it, but it was too late.

I have also experienced despair, and even had suicidal thoughts.

But the captain once said something like this to me.

No matter what dreams or hopes you hold in your heart, no matter how happy your life has been in the past.

It's all the same, everyone dies eventually.

So, is our life meaningless?

Or is it that our birth into this world was meaningless?

Are the same the comrades who have already died in battle? Was their death also meaningless?

No, that's not right!!

Only we can give meaning to those who died!! Those brave sacrifices!! Those tragic sacrifices!!

Only those of us who are still alive can remember this.

Let us entrust meaning to those who are still alive!

This is the only way to fight against this cruel world!

The elderly man spoke with great passion and fervor.

Lu Jing frowned deeply: "This... isn't this something the commander said in Attack on Titan? Our organization's captain also watches Titans?"

Kirin, unaware of what Attack on Titan was, continued:

"I'm going to apply to the captain to officially admit you into our Night's Watch!!"

"Guard...guard what!?"

Chapter 93 The Captain of the Night's Watch

2025-03-23 ​​16:51:59 Author: Wukong Who Can Eat

"Guard what?"

Lu Jing was stunned.

"Our organization's Night Watchmen!"

Lu Jing was stunned for a moment.

"The... Night's Watch?"

The silver-haired old man nodded.

"The Night Watchman Qilin".

Qilin announced its code name.

The Night Watchman... a Qilin!?

Qilin noticed that Lu Jing's lips were twitching and his brows were furrowed.

He thought to himself, "Just because I know the code name, does that mean I have to make such an expression?"

It took Lu Jing a while to come to his senses. This code name reminded him of the Night Watchman Qilin from his cringey chat group.

What a coincidence...

Damn! How come this is exactly the same as the name I made up?

Lu Jing scratched his head vigorously.

"Then our...captain?"

"The captain doesn't have a code name, and you don't need to know about the captain's affairs right now."

Lu Jing stared at the Qilin with suspicion.

Qilin also noticed that Lu Jing's gaze towards him was a bit strange.

However, he assumed Lu Jing was lost in grief, so he continued:

"The long night is coming, and we shall begin our watch now, until our dying breath."

I will stand before millions, sword in hand, facing the abyss, my blood staining the sky!