69novels Chapter 67 The Grim Reaper
Chapter 67 The Grim Reaper
Chapter 67 The Grim Reaper
Lin Feng and Tang Ya didn't linger and quickly returned to Shrek Academy.
At the entrance of Tang Ya's shop in Dongmen, the two said a brief goodbye, and Lin Feng turned around and went straight to the dormitory where he lived with Ma Xiaotao.
Arriving at the familiar dormitory door, he raised his hand and knocked. There was silence inside; no one answered.
"Sister Xiaotao?" he called again, but after a few seconds there was still no response.
The vague unease in his heart grew a little stronger. He tried pushing the door, only to find it locked. He took out his key and unlocked it—
Lin Feng pushed open the door and walked in. His brows furrowed as he glanced around.
The room was a bit messy. A few pieces of clothing were scattered on the table, a chair was askew, and there was some dust on the floor. A faint, musty smell, as if the room hadn't been ventilated for a while, hung in the air, suggesting that no one had lived there for some time.
He strode into the inner room. The flame orchid that Ma Xiaotao used to love by the window had wilted leaves, clearly indicating that no one had watered it for some time.
Where did they go?
Lin Feng's heart sank.
He stood in the middle of the empty dormitory, his bad premonition growing stronger.
We must find someone immediately to find out the truth. Let's go check with Wang Dong first.
He glanced around one last time, then turned and strode out.
Lin Feng sped towards the freshmen dormitory of the Foreign Languages Department, and Wang Dong's residence.
When Lin Feng arrived at Wang Dong's dormitory, the door was ajar. He pushed the door open and went inside; the lights were off, and it was rather dark.
Wang Dong was curled up on the bed, his head covered by the blanket, and he was not moving at all.
"Wang Dong?" Lin Feng approached and called out softly.
The person under the blanket stirred but didn't make a sound.
Lin Feng sensed something was wrong and reached out to pull back a corner of the blanket.
Wang Dong's exposed face was pale, and his eyes were a little swollen, as if he had been crying. His eyes revealed a sense of lingering fear and deep exhaustion.
"What's wrong? Are you sick?" Lin Feng sat down by the bed, looking at Wang Dong covered by the blanket, his heart sank, but his tone was gentle.
"You're finally back—" Wang Dong said from under the covers, his voice hoarse and broken as he spoke.
"The senior students—something happened—"
Lin Feng listened to Wang Dong's explanation. It turned out that during the time Lin Feng was away from the academy, the seven newly selected reserve team members, along with the regular Shrek Seven Devils, under the personal leadership of Xuanzi, carried out a mission to eliminate evil soul masters as the Shrek Inspection Team.
Their target was the infamous "Hand of Death" bandit gang, entrenched deep within the heart of the Mingdou Mountains.
The leader is an evil spirit master who calls himself the "Messenger of Death".
What was thought to be an easy task turned out to be a treacherous trap set by the cunning and treacherous enemy.
They were ambushed in the cave and caught in the horrific explosion, suffering heavy casualties.
"Senior Yao Haoxuan—sacrificed himself on the spot to save others—" Wang Dong's voice was broken and strained, each word seemingly squeezed out of his throat, "Senior Chen Zifeng and Senior Gongyang Mo were also—seriously injured—"
"Senior Xu Sanshi—he rushed in too hastily, wanting to make a name for himself, and ended up getting too close to the epicenter of the explosion—his entire lower body was—" He couldn't continue; just recalling the scene made his stomach churn.
(Too lazy to write a turtle storyline, so I'll just write a terrible one.)
"And then there's Huo Yuhao—he was kidnapped by those evil soul masters and taken hostage—there's no news of him now, we don't even know if he's dead or alive—" (Timeline changes, Huo has lost many of his cheat abilities, only his mental strength and soul tool talent remain)
When Wang Dong finished speaking, his voice choked up completely, as if all the fear and lingering dread were stuck in his throat.
He buried his face in the pillow, his thin shoulders trembling violently, letting out suppressed, broken sobs.
Lin Feng's heart sank lower and lower as he listened, but when several key names still hadn't appeared, he suppressed the chill that was rising within him and urgently asked, "Where's Sister Xiao Tao? How are Senior Sister Luo Chen and the others?"
"They—and Senior Xixi should be alright," Wang Dong said, lifting his wet face from under the pillow, sobbing. "They and Senior Dai Yueheng—should only have suffered minor injuries—"
Hearing that Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen were unharmed, Lin Feng felt a sudden sense of relief. But this relief was instantly overwhelmed by an even stronger surge of anger!
"That's good—good my ass!"
Lin Feng slammed his fist into the bedpost next to him, the wood making a dull thud.
"What the hell is that old bastard Xuanzi doing?! A Super Douluo leading the team, and he still managed to let the students fall into this ambush, resulting in such heavy casualties?! Was he just busy eating chicken legs?!"
One mission nearly wiped out an entire generation of elites; the price was far too heavy.
Lin Feng gritted his teeth, his voice clearly filled with suppressed anger.
Fortunately, Ma Xiaotao, Ling Luochen, and Xixi were not seriously injured. This finally brought Lin Feng a slight sense of relief amidst his anger.
He had provided significant assistance to all three: Ma Xiaotao's martial soul evolution, Ling Luochen's spirit ice domain, and Xixi's dark gold dreadclaw palm bone.
But this incident also served as a stark reminder to Lin Feng.
You can't always rely on others to protect you; you must never entrust your life entirely to others. Even a super Douluo like Xuanzi, at level ninety-eight, has times when he can't protect you.
Only one's own strength is the only true measure of success.
We must become stronger, strong enough to handle any emergency, strong enough to protect those we care about and prevent such tragedies from happening again.
"Wang Dong, it's all in the past." Lin Feng suppressed his turbulent emotions, his tone softening as he gently stroked Wang Dong's soft hair. "May the departed rest in peace, and those who are alive must be strong. Get some rest and don't overthink it."
Wang Dong nodded gently in his palm, her emotions seemingly calming down a bit.
He then obtained the reserve team list for the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament from Wang Dong.
The reserve teams are: Martial Soul System: Xu Sanshi, Jiang Nannan, Bei Bei, Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao; Soul Guidance System: He Caitou, Huo Yuhao.
He never expected that Huo Yuhao, whose martial soul foundation was extremely poor, would do so well in the Fanyu Soul Guidance Department and actually be able to represent the academy in the competition.
Lin Feng didn't linger any longer. He got up and left Wang Dong's dormitory, heading straight for Yan Shaozhe's Mingfeng Courtyard deep inside the inner courtyard.
If Ma Xiaotao wasn't seriously injured, that's the most likely place she'd be right now.
He had just arrived at the gate of the courtyard and hadn't even had a chance to knock when the gate creaked open from the inside.
"Raymond Lam? You're finally back!"
Yan Shaozhe appeared at the doorway, his face showing obvious fatigue and solemnity. He had clearly sensed the undisguised fluctuations of Yan Shaozhe's soul power and came out to greet him.
"Teacher." Lin Feng didn't stand on ceremony and went straight to the point, his eyes sharp.
"I've heard about the Grim Reaper. Little Peach—how is she doing now?"
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