TDU Chapter 355
Chapter 355 Guide
Auntie Tong stepped into the center of the room and helped Ole Lu to his feet.
“Oh dear… Ole Lu, are you alright?” she asked, casting a concerned glance at the stout man.
“I’m fine, I’m fine…” Ole Lu shook his head. “Don’t be fooled by all this fat, I’m tough during critical moments.”
“Always trying to act tough…” Auntie Tong’s expression flickered uneasily as she edged closer to him.
Ole Lu noticed her strange demeanor and fixed her with a steady gaze. “What’s wrong?”
“Huh? It’s nothing… I’m just a bit embarrassed to say…” Auntie Tong frowned. “Maybe it was just my imagination…”
“Imagination?” Ole Lu sensed something was off. “Xiao Chan, even if it’s just your imagination, tell me. What happened?”
After hesitating for a moment, Auntie Tong leaned in and whispered, “I… I felt that young doctor just now… touching me…”
“Huh…?”
Ole Lu scrutinized Auntie Tong. Though he was fond of this somewhat refined woman his age, he wasn’t foolish.
Auntie Tong wasn’t exactly beautiful, and her figure was starting to soften. It was hard to believe that handsome young doctor would actually make advances toward her.
“Xiao Chan, you’re sure you’re not mistaken…? He really touched you?” Ole Lu asked.
“That’s why I said it might be my imagination,” Auntie Tong shook her head. “It was only for two seconds. I’m not sure if it was intentional or accidental…”
Ole Lu nodded. “Two seconds? Yeah, that’s probably just your imagination.”
“Hmm…” Auntie Tong replied ambiguously, then hid behind Ole Lu, saying no more.
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Han Yimo remained silent for a long while, then turned to Doctor Zhao.
“You’re… really going to join him?” Han Yimo said softly. “You’re making the wrong choice…”
“Am I?” Doctor Zhao’s glance was hesitant and uneasy. “Are you certain you can tell the difference? Every decision we take here bears unknown consequences… How can you decide what is right or wrong?”
“In any case, following him is a mistake…” Han Yimo’s gaze dulled as he turned his head and scanned the people in the room. “What fate awaits those who join the {supporting role} camp? Especially when they’re obviously antagonists… even the {Seven Evil Sword} won’t spare them. Do you really expect they’ll lead you to a happy ending?”
“What ‘happy ending’ bull. I think you’ve truly lost your mind,” Doctor Zhao replied. “You’re akin to a reckless gambler, ready to bet everything on Qi Xia. But have you asked him? Does he even want to accept you?”
“He must accept me,” Han Yimo insisted. “Our {identities} are inseparable. He is the {savior}, and I am the {protagonist}!”
“Could you try to come to your senses...?” Doctor Zhao said with a furrowed brow. “Do you still not understand why Qi Xia abandoned you?”
Seeing Han Yimo’s state, Chu Tianqiu slowly lifted a corner of his mouth into a smile.
This man was crazy enough, perfect.
Only someone this unhinged could unleash the strongest {Reverberation}. He didn’t need to lose his sanity like an {indigenous inhabitant}, nor stay fully rational like a normal person. He only needed to hover on the edge of madness.
This was the state of a {Perfect Reverberatee}.
An individual who could wield a flying sword and shake the very earth.
Such power was nothing short of a divine gift, and undoubtedly today’s greatest gain.
“Han Yimo, was it?” Chu Tianqiu smiled. “After your lengthy words, it seems to me you’ve disregarded one detail.”
“Disregarded what detail?” Han Yimo slowly lifted his head, their eyes locking.
Only then did everyone notice the shared madness flickering in both their gazes.
“That’s right… I’ve never quite understood,” Chu Tianqiu adjusted his glasses and asked softly, “You said you’re the {protagonist}, didn’t you?”
“Yes…” Han Yimo nodded. “Haven’t you all realized I’m the {protagonist}?”
Chu Tianqiu’s smile grew wider as he stepped closer, staring intently at Han Yimo. “Then what are you afraid of?”
“What?”
“You’re the {protagonist}. What is there to fear?” Chu Tianqiu repeated. “In which story does the {protagonist} die without the {savior}? Now’s the time for you to strike out on your own, isn’t it?”
Han Yimo blinked slightly, feeling there was some truth in Chu Tianqiu’s words.
“While we may all be insignificant {supporting roles}, but once you join us, wouldn’t we become the {protagonist faction}? I’m genuinely curious, at the {grand finale} of the story, who has a better chance of surviving: the {protagonist} or the {savior}?”
Chu Tianqiu’s pointed questions began to shake Han Yimo’s resolve.
“You’re right…” Han Yimo nodded slowly. “If the {savior} leaves me, his story ends… and then it becomes my turn to shine…”
“Exactly,” Chu Tianqiu nodded. “You no longer need the {savior}. What you need now is me; I am your {guide}.”
“Guide…?”
“I will fully understand your {Reverberation} and help you unlock its fullest potential.” Chu Tianqiu patted Han Yimo’s shoulder reassuringly. “You don’t have to worry about anything else; simply follow my guidance.”
“But, what if the {savior}—”
“What if he turns out to be the villain?” Chu Tianqiu interjected. “If this arc is about the {Savior’s Betrayal}, and he ends up clashing fiercely with you, would you show him mercy?”
“I…”
Han Yimo seemed to have never considered this question before. Could the savior who once saved him and helped him escape danger actually betray him?
Upon reflection, the possibility wasn’t so far-fetched.
Such plot twists were common in novels.
The protagonist’s {mentor} at the beginning often harbors their own hidden motives, eventually turning against the {protagonist}, choosing a path completely opposed to theirs.
But would Qi Xia be that kind of person…?
“No rush,” Chu Tianqiu smiled. “I can give you some time to think it over. As long as you’re willing to join {Passage to Heaven}, the best future awaits you.”
After finishing, he surveyed the disarrayed room and its occupants, then shook his head with resignation. “Today’s charade ends here. I’ll pretend none of this transpired; everyone, return to your posts.”
The others fell silent, eyes fixed on him, lost in their own thoughts.
“Kim Wonhun, help me put the two heads back in place later,” Chu Tianqiu instructed. “Ole Lu and Doctor Zhao, if you have time, bury the body of Chen Junnan.”
He paused for a moment, then reassured those present, “Don’t let these little disruptions affect your mood. Remember, the goal of {Passage to Heaven} is {escape}. Continue gathering game strategies in the days ahead.”
Chu Tianqiu turned around and slipped his hands into his pockets. Just as he was about to step out, his fingers brushed against something hard inside.
Furrowing his brows, he pulled it out and examined it, his expression gradually shifting.
In his hand was a bright, golden sycee.
“What…?”
After a moment’s thought, he discreetly slipped the gold sycee back into his pocket. Just as he was about to say something, he noticed Yan Zhichun also pull out a golden sycee from her pocket.
Their eyes met briefly; Yan Zhichun smiled with interest. “What’s the matter, mister leader?”
Chu Tianqiu stared at the gold sycee in her hand, pondered for a moment, managed a strained “It’s nothing,” then pushed open the classroom door and left.
TL Note: Hmmm, why do they have a whole gold sycee rather than a silver one? I wonder what this could mean?
