Love, death, and false man

Chapter 74, Section 70: Script Files
10/15—11:58
Inside Class 2 of Grade 11.

What we've lost will never return. This land will never heal; it bears too much blood. All we can do is learn from the past and strive to maintain its peace.

Fang Yan is using a new method to train the intensity of his Soulfire.

The smell of battle wafted through the fire escape. Senior Wang Ying... what he meant was that he was also a member of the Salvation Army, but he adhered to the principle of non-contact. Violating the Fortress Agreement would land him in a military court.

Since he's a member of the Salvation Army...

Why not enable the language-thought synchronization function? Are you using yourself as bait to let others kill you? Either you're reckless, or you're planning something big.

This is very bad...

Moreover, that weirdo with the awful facial expressions was disgusting, extinguishing the hope that everyone had finally ignited. Why? Was he just a complete idiot, or... had a deeper purpose?

Neither the Vatican nor the traitors are easy to deal with; they're damned charlatans and mind-control dogs. The only way to win is to constantly strengthen the heat of the soul fire.

[Soulfire Strength: 871 Joules.]

Peak intensity: 1621 joules.

Fang Yan had to admit that the Ascetic Cult's intense training methods were indeed quite effective, and the growth was rapid, provided that one could endure it.

In addition to the standard long-distance running training, you can now also meditate during class using the [Brutal Pleasure.EXE] file.

While sacrificing their fingers, they silently recited movie lines.

The generated finger was thrown directly into the drawer of the aluminum combat table. Because it was formed from the heat of the soul fire and had no rest mass, the bloody finger would evaporate on its own in no time.

1621 joules is still too low.

The strange man named Andy, although not directly in the center of the 45-ton gasoline explosion and with buffer barriers, was still very close. Anyone else would have been killed a hundred times over, but he withstood it thanks to the intensity of his Soul Fire. Conventional fire weapons were useless; he would probably be alive and kicking even after being hit by a rocket launcher.

If Ye Yutang hadn't suddenly appeared, I would have died there. How strong must that woman's soul fire be?
Okay, I'll ask her about that later. Without satellite support, we don't know the exact numbers. If there's anything wrong with her answer...

Fang Yan couldn't say for sure either. She was a truly enigmatic woman. He wondered if he was just imagining things, but she seemed to be flirting with him whenever she spoke.

Whether this is a misperception or the truth remains to be seen.

Fang Yan also researched Andy's estate.

Although the "Savage Pleasure.EXE" file is a feature shared by all members of the monastic order, each member has a different version, aside from the basic code. The version that is ultimately overwritten and saved is Andy's.

【Execution Animation.EXE】

Fang Yan's research revealed that this was a rather flashy feature, similar to Guilty Gear, except that it did not require extracting a mold and could directly generate torture devices.

But it far surpasses Sinister Gear.

Now, after killing so many people, there's finally one trait that's a bit more domineering than the Bloodhound.

Fang Yan discovered the practical use of execution animations. In Andy's case, execution animations might simply be used to generate instruments of torture to execute others.

However, it's a bit different for Fang Yan, because this characteristic was stolen; [Andy's core self] does not exist in Fang Yan's will.

It's possible... but Fang Yan himself isn't sure.

According to Xia Bing, Soulfire is the work done by free will on the process of the universe, and this power does not belong to the individual; only the individual can rent it.

But after a person dies, their soul fire will continue, becoming a void demon devoid of intelligence and self-awareness.

Could it be interpreted as... that I took away the souls of these people?
Besides its original use of generating torture devices, the 【Execution Animation.EXE】 has other uses as well.

This is a Soulfire trait responsible for tuning Soulfire traits, which can combine Bloodhound, Guilty Gear, Killing Illusion, and Slaughter Pleasure to begin [Execution montage].

Of course, it cannot be understood so simply. In addition to being a tuning operating system like a script language file, it is also like an updated extension package of these features.

Its performance is quite powerful; no wonder it's the head of a cult stronghold, it's got some skills.

In short, I can now use combo moves and finishing moves. After completing a combo and entering the kill threshold, I can immediately start the finishing animation to finish the attack.

With lunch break approaching, the atmosphere in the classroom was already rife with restlessness.

As a public school, the cafeteria's offerings are quite varied, but thanks to subsidies, the prices are always lower than outside—ten or even eight yuan is enough. What more could you ask for? Even Jurassic dinosaur meat would be served the same way.

However, the principal of No. 6 Middle School is somewhat shrewd and resourceful. He set up two canteens to counterbalance and compete with each other, creating a price war while also ensuring a minimum level of food safety, so there's no fear of things going wrong.

It's exactly 12 o'clock.

Once the bell rings to signal the end of get out of class, college students, obsessed with their studies, don't care about anything else.

The teachers in charge of the last class in the morning, at least the teachers of Class 2, Grade 11, also have a tacit understanding that they will never extend the class beyond this time.

In an instant, the zombies were released.

"Has time... been bought?"

Fang Yan remained seated in his combat chair, having booked a suite at the Cloud S Hotel for a month. All his military equipment was stored there, and despite the high cost, he still had over 3 yuan left in his military pay.

Xia Bing also said that if he didn't have any money, he should ask her for it.

When Fang Yan was in his first year of high school, he was naturally a master of the 800-meter race, but he doesn't need to anymore. He has so much money that he doesn't know where to spend it.

That guy in the fire escape, although he stank, did have a point.

The economy is the weather of society, cruel and harsh.

Long-distance running enthusiasts can't enjoy the leisurely afternoon, and for those who run slowly, by the time they finish queuing and eating, it's almost one o'clock.

If you have the means, go out and have sex with a girl, and you'll be on dates every day. It's like living the dream.

The same principle applies to social gatherings.

People who are too busy running around don't have time to dive in the water. They're short-lived... long-lived... they're disgusting.

I'm already waiting for you outside.

Ye Yutang sent me a message on V.

Fang Yan wondered if the woman was waiting for him at the school gate. Her white-dyed hair was quite eye-catching, and since he was already a somewhat famous figure, he should keep a low profile.

【Just find any spot. Send me your location later, and I'll be right there. Please don't block the school gate.】

Fang Yan replied.

[Do you even need to tell me? We're investigating a top-secret case, the location's already chosen, [location information].]

Ji Wei is well-versed in the art of dating, which requires specific events to anchor the emotions. Sharing secrets... is quite good, especially since this is a dual experience of sharing secrets and working together on a case.

As for the mastermind behind it all, Ji Wei knew their identity—it could only be her colleague. However, due to her principle of not getting involved, she didn't know exactly who it was, but she also found this so-called urban legend quite interesting; such a creative idea, truly ingenious.

Okay, I'll be right there.

Fang Yan was typing away on the virtual keyboard with such speed that the glass screen almost sparked.

"What are you grinning about? It's disgusting..."

Weng Qing looked at Fang Yan with disdain.

"none of your business."

"Ugh, so annoying... what should I eat for lunch?"

"I have plans, you and your bestie can go together."

Fang Yan was eager to try. The eccentric man with exaggerated facial expressions made sense, but Senior Wang Ying made even more sense.

Mind control dogs expect people to enter a cold wonderland, embrace their gender value system, and thus completely control reproduction, create cheap labor, or destroy the low-end population.

Fang Yan also... rejected this expectation.

I have to start picking up girls right now. Ye Yutang, I have to control you tightly.

(End of this chapter)