The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

In Japan, it's abnormal if there aren't hundreds of earthquakes a year. Just as Xue was about to close the page, he suddenly remembered what the Great Sage had said before.

An earthquake can cause you some minor trouble.

"Buzz!"

The ground began to shake, and the tram swayed from side to side, waking everyone on board.

What terrified them even more was that they were inside a tunnel!

"Crack!"

The tram derailed and crashed into the mountainside.

The tunnel collapsed, causing a large number of rocks to fall, and the tram overturned and crashed into the tunnel wall...

……

"Pah... Is this what you call a little trouble?" Xue Dinglu spat out the dust in his mouth and struggled to climb out of the deformed window.

The sounds of children crying, women comforting each other, and numerous cries for help could be heard from all around.

He turned on his phone, but there was no signal. To make matters worse, the earthquake seemed to have continued, with dust and cement constantly falling into the few spaces inside the tunnel.

The most desperate thing was that the tunnel entrance was blocked, and they were now completely trapped inside.

The light from the cell phone became the only source of light in the darkness.

"Ahhh..." Not far away, a man clutched his abdomen and wailed incessantly. Even in the dim light, a shard of metal could be seen embedded in his abdomen.

Not only here, but there were only a dozen or so people on the tram, yet countless cries for help could be heard all around.

"Old man, when will we be saved?" Xue Dinglu immediately asked the invincible Doraemon. He felt that he was about to be turned into a useless person by the old man's strange abilities in the past two days.

“Didn’t you used to hate prophecies?” the Great Sage retorted. “You also said, ‘It would be too boring if the future remained unchanged.’”

"Cough cough... It smells so good!" Xue Dinglu immediately smiled, expressing his feelings with "It smells so good."

There's no way around it; you only realize how effective prophecy is after something bad happens.

At that moment, the world became a giant Wang Jingze, and Xue's Law immediately abandoned his few remaining principles.

"Nine days later, the rescue team will break through the rubble and rescue nine survivors," the Great Sage said directly.

"Nine days? Are the Neon Rescue Team pigs?" Xue Daolu immediately looked at the Great Sage who was still fiddling with the system in astonishment.

He hadn't taken it seriously before because he'd heard it was just a minor inconvenience, but now all he wanted to say was, "You call this a minor inconvenience?"

"The aftershocks will continue for two days, so the rescue team dares not act rashly. They will then proceed cautiously for the next three days. On the sixth day, one of the devices will break down, thus delaying the process until nine days later." The Great Sage slowly revealed the future he had foreseen.

“Because it’s a landslide, the pile of rubble in front of you is 34 meters long and will gradually collapse. If you try to break it open with brute force…” The Great Sage paused and added, “it will most likely collapse completely and bury your limited space.”

Just as Xue was pondering, a sudden sound and light came.

"I am a student from Dongyi University. This is my student ID. Please don't panic. I will treat the wounds of the most seriously injured first!" A sudden voice and the light of a cell phone appeared in the tunnel.

Xue turned around and saw that it was the JK who was searching for dating tips. He had misjudged her; she wasn't a high school girl, but an older girl.

Chapter 31 Birdman A, save me!

At this moment, she was covered in dust and dirt, completely unlike the youthful college girl she had been on the tram. There was blood on her head, and her bangs were stuck to her hair.

Passing Xue's Law, she immediately went to the driver whose abdomen had been pierced and began to stop the bleeding. As if she were a real doctor, she began to comfort the others and treat them one by one.

"She has suffered a concussion and a fractured skull. She will develop a high fever in three days and die from dehydration and hunger on the ninth day. Because of her hemostasis and simple disinfection, three more people can survive." The Great Sage's voice continued to echo in Xue Dinglu's mind.

"She completely lost vital signs four hours before the rescue team broke through the obstacle."

Xue Luding watched the female college student tearing off pieces of cloth to use as gauze to stop the bleeding.

Her technique was terrible, reminiscent of the innocent yet foolish practical training of college students, but she was already the most skilled rescuer in this tunnel.

Pure-hearted college students shouldn't try to be heroes. Do you think you'll have a new life after you die?

"Old man, what will be the effect if I use your cursed blood?" Xue Dinglu asked.

His holy light has not yet been learned to the point where it can save people.

Just as the Great Sage said, he was a self-taught, fast-growing chicken. Even with the cultivation of Holy Light, he can only achieve the level of flashbangs and compressed detonation at present.

Developing the healing abilities of Holy Light is like an insurmountable obstacle for him right now.

"Hehe, the price will naturally be borne by you. You have no idea what the cost of that curse is. Perhaps you will regret it after you have used it." The Great Sage looked at Xue Dinglu, and cursed blood appeared in his hand.

"Furthermore, this is the future without your intervention." The Great Sage's voice echoed in his mind.

Aftershocks continued, and dust kept falling from above.

"Sigh, really..." Xue Dinglu scratched his head, as if he was making a decision.

"What should I do to prevent further collapse?" Xue Dinglu hid in another place and looked at the tunnel blocked by cement blocks and soil.

“Eight-part light wheel.” The Great Sage did not directly solve Xue Luding’s problem, but instead revealed the magic he had been developing and practicing.

"The high temperature of the cutting will melt the surrounding soil and solidify it in a short time to form a temporarily stable passage. However, you need to keep melting out a 34-meter-long passage."

"So you old thing, you already saw my choice, didn't you? But you still wanted to test me, you inherently evil old devil!" Xue Dinglu complained, and a ball of holy light began to appear in his hand.

"Likewise, you troublesome little rascal." The great sage laughed, seemingly having discovered something, but he didn't say it aloud.

"As expected, saying that earthquakes are just a minor problem was just a lie. You inherently evil old devil, you knew my choice all along, and you're still trying to trick me here..."

For Xue, who is about to become a man, this is indeed a big problem, but for Xue, the hero who dealt with the Lich King, this is really just a small problem, just a big rock.

He habitually placed his hands on his belt, while also wrapping his hands around cursed blood, and said in a childish manner.

"Transform!"

Holy light shone throughout the tunnel, and everyone closed their eyes; all they could see was the light!

……

"According to our reporter, a tram derailed in a tunnel today due to a tunnel collapse, but miraculously everyone was rescued within 2 hours and no one died."

"According to interviews with survivors, they all said they saw light. Tokyo hospitals suspect the presence of hallucinogenic volatile gases produced after the train derailment in the tunnel, and are awaiting further testing and treatment..."

Radio reporters interviewed survivors near the Maoshan Tunnel and filmed the tunnel itself.

The female college student who emerged from the tunnel looked blankly at the sky, clutching her phone tightly.

"Excuse me, we are reporters from Asahi TV. What exactly happened inside the tunnel?" The reporter held the microphone close to the female college student whose face was covered in blood and asked urgently.

"I...don't know..." she said through gritted teeth, clutching her phone tightly.

"According to other survivors, you prioritized providing simple hemostasis to the wounded. What were you thinking at the time?"

"I don't know, I'm so tired, I just want to go home..."

After dealing with the annoying reporters and the incessant questions from the doctor, she finally returned home. There, she shakily took out her phone from the inner pocket of her clothes and looked at the video she had recently recorded.

The video begins with countless shouts, but suddenly a light illuminates the tunnel, and within that light, a cell phone captures the boy's indistinct silhouette.

"Who...who are you..." She stared blankly at the video, curling up on the bed.

She knew how serious her injuries were, but she recovered completely in an instant.

Beside her lay her student ID: Tokyo Medical University, 4th year student, Yu Kotori.

……

In the hotel, Xue Dinglu lay painfully on the bed, watching the news report on TV, constantly poking his temple with his index finger.

"The suffering absorbed by the cursed blood will not be reduced if it affects oneself," the great sage's voice reminded him, and even a wicked smile appeared on his old face. "However, perhaps your Noble Phantasm will make you feel better."

"Birdman A, save me!" Xue Dinglu immediately put on Birdman A and sure enough, he felt much better, probably going from being paralyzed to having a mild cold.

Just now, he tried using the cursed blood, and the moment he returned to the hotel and took off the birdman armor, he felt an indescribable dizziness, headache, and nausea.

The pain of a concussion and a fractured skull instantly flooded his skull, and Xue could only lie on the bed screaming, "It hurts, it hurts so much..."

The cursed blood not only allows one to feel the suffering of others, but also absorbs it into oneself. In other words, Xue's law is currently suffering from a concussion and a fractured skull.

If it weren't for Birdman A's ability to remove negative status effects, he probably would have been lying in the hospital for weeks.

This is the Great Sage's Noble Phantasm. Xue's Law can no longer comment on this Noble Phantasm; it's so... ridiculous!

"But this is a good thing for you. Your Noble Phantasm can effectively resist the cost of the cursed blood. The combination of the two is our exhilarating combo attack, unlike before when I had to sever my pain receptors to use this power." The Great Sage's comforting words echoed in Xue Dinglu's mind.

However, Xue Dinglu did not feel comforted; even wearing the birdman armor, he was still not very comfortable.

"I will never use your Noble Phantasm again. The price is too high, I can't afford it," Xue Dinglu said with a grim expression.

"Huh? Really?"

"Seriously, I'd rather die outside than use it." Xue Dinglu looked at the shameless old man with annoyance.

Chapter 32 That's the woman who could become my mother.

He only now realized that he had been set up from beginning to end. He originally planned to play a little longer before returning to the hotel, but after Lao Deng reminded him that the earthquake would cause him some trouble, he immediately returned to the hotel.

It was precisely because of Old Deng's influence that he boarded that buried tram and encountered the landslide.

This was all Old Deng's conspiracy!

Xue's Law, which aims to change the future, happens to coincide with the future of landslides.

You prophets have dirty hearts.

"Heh, I've helped your future self, and you don't even appreciate it." The Great Sage continued to laugh sinisterly, as if he were toying with his own grandson.

"What did you see this time, you scoundrel? Get out of Earth, you riddle-maker!" Xue Dinglu continued to cover his head, as if he were being tortured.

"I can't say it, I can't say it. If I do, the future will change again." Old Dengtou reached out, seemingly wanting to knock three times on Xue Dinglu's head, but Xue Dinglu nimbly dodged it.

"Do you think I'm a monkey?" Xue Dinglu dodged the hand, ignoring Lao Deng, and started rubbing his Holy Light to heal himself.

"Alright, enough joking. You told me before that the undead general could cast teleportation magic in your consciousness space, right?" The Great Sage's expression returned to the seriousness of an old scholar.

The ugly lion in Xue's pupils disappeared, and he returned to his normal self.

"Isn't this normal? Old Barak is a legendary-level being after all. Although he's not a full-time magic caster, isn't it normal for him to release a portal?" Xue Dinglu asked the Great Sage.

"Then I need to test whether you are paying attention in class. As I mentioned before, according to the ranking system, what rank is the Legendary level?"

“Third tier,” Xue Dinglu said subconsciously.