I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 305. Do you know what the essence of life is?

Despite Gong Changyi's teasing and distractions, Xia Feng ultimately failed to get the information she wanted to ask.

However, Xia Feng knew what he wanted to ask at that time.

At that time, he heard some rumors—that servants are the Lord's nourishment, and that the Lord will eventually kill his servants.

He felt a little scared and confused, so he wanted to ask Gong Changyi.

But in the end I gave up.

Soon, time accelerated again. The woman in the black dress sat at the desk, and the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, like a movie scene being sped up ten thousand times.

"This should be the positive application of the Nightmare Cataclysm's power."

The woman in the black dress looked around and explained calmly, "Under normal circumstances, the flow of time in the memory world is uniform, just like in the normal world. But in your state of amnesia, the flow of time becomes very unstable, accelerating towards the point in time before you lost your memories, helping you recall them."

As the woman in the black dress finished speaking, Xia Feng felt the surrounding phantom scene slow down, and the scene directly moved to six months later.

"Boom bang bang-"

In the classroom, desks and chairs were overturned, and Xia Feng was wrestling with a ten-year-old boy, his face flushed and his voice low like a young lion's growl, "Give me back my diary!"

The ten-year-old boy sneered and threw the blue diary directly into the crowd behind him, where it was caught by a blond boy.

The blond boy opened the book and read aloud with a grin: "Today, Sister Yi gave me a Dino Superman doll. I'm so happy! I love Sister Yi the most!"

"Bang!!" A fist swung out, and the blond boy's words were cut short as he stumbled backward, his head hitting the blackboard.

He clutched his swollen right cheek in pain, his tall, 1.5-meter frame glaring angrily at Xia Feng.

"You're courting death." He grinned, raised his hand to signal to his followers behind him, and the group surrounded him.

The children living in Liuzhuang still need to attend classes for half a day every day, but they are only taught basic literacy and astrology. They also need to take a psychological test once a month, and that's it.

There were about thirty students in the classroom at the time, and everyone looked in fear at the chaos next to the podium, where four boys were about to gang up on one boy.

To everyone's surprise, the short-armed boy picked up two desks and started smashing them. The four boys who had teased him immediately changed their expressions and retreated, trying to run away.

But Xia Feng seemed to possess superhuman strength; he lifted the desk and threw it, knocking the four boys to the ground. They clutched their groins and howled, "Damn it, my balls!!"

Xia Feng was stunned. He stood there and looked down at his hands. Was he really that powerful?

While he was still in a daze, he sensed someone behind him. He turned around and saw a pretty girl in a white dress standing at the door, looking at the scene inside the classroom with a gentle and calm expression.

Xia Feng breathed a slight sigh of relief, but was filled with righteous indignation: "Sister Yi, these four bastards stole my diary."

"Xiao Feng, I hate it when my brother swears. It's so rude." The woman in the white dress ruffled his hair.

"Okay, alright." Xia Feng looked at the four people still writhing on the ground in pain in the distance, their heads bleeding, and one of them clutching his groin, clearly suffering irreversible injuries.

Seeing this, he felt a little uneasy and his heart tightened. "Sister Yi, have I gone too far?"

"Xiao Feng, do you remember what I told you? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. You did a great job today."

The girl in the white dress smiled gently. "These four ignorant little bastards keep looking at me with lewd eyes. It's disgusting. It's just a pity that I didn't smash their brains. Why don't they just die?"

Xia Feng opened her mouth, but didn't dare to say anything more, only whispering, "Sister Yi Yi, didn't you say we weren't allowed to swear?"

The girl in the white dress winked playfully, but instead of answering, she asked gently:

"Xiao Feng, do you know what the essence of life is?"

"Huh?" Xia Feng was confused, not quite understanding what the question was.

"The essence of life is constant loss; everything is ultimately empty. Since they're going to lose those organs sooner or later, Xiao Feng, you're just helping them get through that time sooner." "Ah, is that so?"

"Yes, so Xiao Feng, go." The girl in the white dress placed a fruit knife into Xia Feng's hand and whispered, "Kill them and help them end their suffering sooner."

Huh? Xia Feng was stunned again. This wasn't at the level of murder, was it?
He cautiously raised his eyes and said, "But killing is forbidden in the manor."

"It's alright, my sister has enough points."

Killing is forbidden in Liuzhuang, but if you have a large number of points, you can exchange them for a one-time exemption from liability for killing.

As for the so-called points, they are the currency within Liuzhuang Village, which can be earned through exam scores, spirit weapon tests, and monthly psychological tests.

Among them, psychological testing is the most important way to obtain points. It is said that the higher the psychological test score, the more points you will get.

Anyway, Xia Feng's psychological test scores were always at the bottom, so she naturally got very few points.

But Sister Yi always seems to be very tall.

Xia Feng silently watched the scene unfold before him. In the end, Xia Feng did not take action to help the four boys end their painful lives prematurely. The four boys were also frightened by the conversation between the two and fled in panic.

However, Xia Feng also roughly guessed from these memories that Gong Changyi had been intentionally guiding his values ​​and way of thinking to align with hers.

This might be what the Manor Rules refer to as "Dual Palace Thinking in Harmony".

Then, time flew by again.

A few days later, the four boys who often bullied Xia Feng accidentally fell down the stairs and broke their legs, ending up in the infirmary.

Sister Yi sighed that evil people really do get their just desserts, and that no evildoer ever has a good ending.

But Xia Feng knew that things weren't that simple.

That day, he happened to overhear a conversation between a girl in a white dress and two new children.

"Everyone dies. Since everyone dies, what's there to be afraid of? Unleash your nature, follow your heart, do whatever you want! Teach those four guys a lesson."

The two new children who had just arrived in Liuzhuang had also been bullied, but somehow, after hearing just a few words from the girl, they became unusually bold and went after the four boys.

Later, Xia Feng realized that Sister Yi wasn't actually as gentle, cute, and kind as he had seen her.
In fact, long before he entered Liuzhuang, Sister Yi was already the hidden boss of Liuzhuang, and no one dared to mess with her.

Every time a new student enters Liuzhuang, she sends a few boys who look easy to bully but have a lot of points, or pretty girls, to hang around in front of the new students.

Any freshman who can't resist taking advantage of the fishhook she sends out will be very lucky and become her new prey.

It's hard to imagine that such a beautiful girl, as pure as moonlight, could be so wicked in secret.

"So, she wasn't trying to punish evil and promote good, but simply wanted to have some fun."

The woman in the black dress stood in front of the girl in the white dress, quietly staring at the gentle-looking girl, and chuckled softly, "Mr. Xia, your Sister Yi is quite interesting."

"..." Xia Feng was speechless. Interesting? You two better not get along, or the world will really end.

“Mr. Xia, have you noticed that when she instigates people, she only uses a few words, and sometimes they are not even convincing at all, but she has never failed to instigate them. She is always 100% successful.”

Mu Qingtong pondered, "This must be her magical artifact ability."

Hearing this, Xia Feng couldn't help but recall how he had casually lifted a desk in the classroom before, and it felt as light as paper. That was not the strength an eight-year-old should have.

Clearly, the lighter desks were likely also Gong Changyi's doing.

So, what is the underlying principle behind the desks becoming lighter and the 100% success rate of instigation? Xia Feng fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)