Free Web NovelChapter 1579: Chapter 470: Mutual Destruction (Part 3)
Yes, perhaps she already knew what the President was thinking.
The President simply doesn’t want to choose.
But Sakuragi Hitomi never expected the President to rely on the power of the modifier.
And the President, having resisted so many modifiers, understands the power of the modifier far better than these hosts.
It’s undoubtedly the power of fueling the fire...
Yet even so, the President still refuses to choose...
Or rather, refuses to give up.
"..."
Thinking this, Sakuragi Hitomi gritted her teeth, her expression suddenly became resolute,
"Where is the President now?! I...I’m going to find him!"
"...I...I don’t know, Meow..."
Meow shook its head weakly, its voice extremely faint,
"But I know what he’s going to do... he’s going to use lots of crab coins to exchange for an Evil God item called a ’World Modulator.’
"With that, he can permanently change the world’s common knowledge and be with all of you...
"And when the modifier exploded, I vaguely learned some information... if Yan Huan wants to get crab coins, he needs to complete certain specific rituals..."
Saying this, Meow also explained to Sakuragi Hitomi what crab coins are, and the principle of Yan Huan exchanging for the World Modulator.
Meow said that it saw the possible efficacy of the World Modulator with Yan Huan in the if line, and if that’s true, it suggests that the World Modulator is a divine power of the Evil God far more advanced than hypnosis.
This also means that Yan Huan must exchange crab coins for it, rather than taking direct action to hypnotize Alvira with the modifier.
If he directly went to hypnotize Alvira, it would not only be crude and rigid but would also have to rely on the continued existence of the modifier.
Yan Huan is not a fool; he knows that the continued existence of the modifier would destroy everything.
He was using the modifier not because he truly wanted to destroy the world, but because he didn’t want to make a choice and wanted to be with all the girls.
Therefore, choosing the World Modulator is his only path.
"..."
Sakuragi Hitomi is also very smart, catching on quickly to the care extended to her without needing constant reminders.
At this moment, just after hearing what Meow had said, she immediately raised her eyes to ask,
"You just said... you detonated the modifier, so the President was injured, right?"
"Yes, Meow, his injuries are no lighter than mine, Meow..."
"In that case, the President will certainly need time to recover before he can organize any rituals. It’s even very possible he might go to a hospital or someplace like that. I will immediately go to Nara and have her help me locate the President!"
"Meow..."
Watching Sakuragi Hitomi urgently take action, Meow weakly meowed.
It just looked at Sakuragi Hitomi beside it, but for some reason, it felt that Yan Huan wouldn’t act as Sakuragi Hitomi imagined.
With Yan Huan’s willpower...
Would he really wait?
"Doo... doo..."
Meanwhile, Sakuragi Hitomi called Nara’s phone.
Over there, Nara answered the call groggily and said,
"What’s up, my lady?"
"Nara! I need your help! I must find the President’s location immediately! Quickly!"
"Ah... Let’s not mention what time it is now, just let me ask... have you thought this through? If you do this, Alvira will definitely know."
"..."
Upon hearing these words, Sakuragi Hitomi’s expression instantly froze.
Watching Sakuragi Hitomi’s expression, Meow slowly closed its eyes.
This host...
Seems to have experienced for the first time today the difficulties Yan Huan faced when dealing with the modifier.
...
...
At the same time, in Jinghe District, at the Ye Mansion.
Today, Ye Lan was busy with work and did not return home, so only Ye Shiyu and Aunt Chen were home.
Aunt Chen follows a standard elderly person’s schedule, going to bed early and waking up early. At this moment, it was deep into the night, and she was already fast asleep.
In the room, Ye Shiyu sat alone in front of the sewing machine, somewhat absent-mindedly sewing a doll’s clothes.
On the table beside her were the documents for the student council election and a plane interface that was also lit up, with an unanswered message sent to Xiao Huan on it.
This had already been a weekend, and she still had no idea what was going on with Xiao Huan...
"Click click..."
The sewing machine made a regular sound, and Ye Shiyu’s sewing skills were so perfected that even though her gaze was somewhat blank, the stitches on the fabric were flawless.
"Ding..."
And at this moment, amid the regular sounds, a sudden phone ringtone intruded, causing Ye Shiyu’s eyes to instantly focus.
"..."
She turned her head to look at her phone...
Only to see above, a message from Yan Huan,
"Sister Shiyu, can I come to see you now?"
!!
At the sight of this, Ye Shiyu’s eyes contracted sharply, and she immediately stopped the loom and picked up her phone,
"Of course."
After sending such a message, she wanted to send another asking about Yan Huan’s recent situation.
But the next second, a reply came instantly from the other end of the phone,
"I’m right downstairs now, Sister Shiyu."
"..."
It seemed somewhat like a development from a horror movie, but Ye Shiyu felt no fear at all.
She just glanced out the window but saw no one below.
Even so, she picked up her phone and went downstairs immediately.
"Click..."
Her speed was swift, and she quickly reached the first floor.
Eagerly pushing the door open, outside in the deep night, sure enough, stood the figure of Yan Huan.
"Xiao Huan..."
Upon seeing Yan Huan, Ye Shiyu instinctively felt joy, but the next second her expression slightly stiffened.
Before her eyes, Yan Huan hung his head low, clutching himself.
His clothes were covered in wounds, from which trickled blood.
Yet his face showed no reaction to the pain, only obscurity...
As if, at this moment, it wasn’t his body bleeding, but his heart.
"Sister Shiyu..."
Hearing the door open, Yan Huan, clutching his body, raised his head.
Looking at the girl before him, he seemed to want to muster a smile, but in the end, his face only showed poignant sadness.
"Thud..."
The next second, he weakly knelt down on the ground.
Witnessing this, Ye Shiyu’s eyes contracted, and she hurriedly reached out to support Yan Huan.
But before she could extend her hand, Yan Huan had already embraced Ye Shiyu closely.
"..."
That embrace, Ye Shiyu had never felt before.
He buried his head firmly in her embrace, his body trembling slightly, just like a drowning person clutching the driftwood that had become his lifeline, unwilling to let go...
Feeling the complete reliance from Yan Huan, Ye Shiyu’s heart couldn’t help but beat faster.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she too held Yan Huan tight, gently patting his back,
"It’s okay... Xiao Huan... It’s okay... I’m here..."
"Sister Shiyu..."
In her embrace, Yan Huan’s voice was muffled and soft, causing Ye Shiyu’s heart to quake.
At this moment, amid the "thump thump" of her heart, her entire world seemed to quiet down, leaving only the fragile Xiao Huan in her arms and his trembling words.
In the darkness, she heard Xiao Huan softly plead to her,
"Help me... will you?"
Listening to Xiao Huan’s plea that seemed to come from his very soul, Ye Shiyu’s eyes slightly narrowed.
So, in the next second, her lips slightly quivered.
As she held the colleague Yan Huan even tighter, she also breathed slightly, firmly responding,
"Okay...
"As long as you say it, Xiao Huan, whatever it is, I will help you."
