But the crux of the problem was how to find this person.
In such a vast city, searching for someone was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Little Wei already had a headache, and the cold wind from the rooftop made it worse—it felt like her skull was splitting open.
"They seem to have left the school," Youyin's voice whispered softly by Little Wei's ear.
"Should we go in then?" Little Wei rubbed her temples, finally feeling a bit more alert.
"If you're not feeling well, I can go in alone," Youyin said, watching Little Wei sway unsteadily. For some reason, she felt a pang of concern.
"No, I’m coming with you."
Little Wei coughed lightly, her eyes clearing slightly.
Seeing how stubborn she was, Youyin had no choice but to agree.
With the staff in hand, the two quickly returned to the original campus.
The chaos after the commotion was horrifying—there was hardly a clean spot left. Blood and rubble mixed together, and the dim light clearly illuminated the dust floating in the air, though the heavy rain soon beat it all down.
The only thing their noses could detect was the thick scent of mud and water.
Little Wei sneezed lightly, and Youyin draped her own coat over her shoulders.
"Good thing I’m wearing a sweater underneath. Don’t catch a cold. Let’s head to the dormitory building now."
As she took in the ruins, a flicker of sorrow passed through Youyin’s eyes.
But she knew this was nothing. If no one survived, as the novel’s synopsis suggested, this world would just reset.
Even if they had save points, they might not be able to prevent the tragedy of this world.
"Alright." Little Wei put away her staff.
They wouldn’t need it for now—it was better to stay alert to their surroundings on the way.
So far, the protagonists of this world hadn’t appeared yet.
Then again, they hadn’t figured out who the protagonists were in the last world either, especially since Li Yu had already kicked the bucket by then. So it wasn’t worth dwelling on.
But in this world, Little Wei wanted to complete the mission properly.
That way, she could improve her ranking.
When they reached the dormitory building, there was hardly any place to stand—they didn’t even know where to put their feet.
Bunk beds lay scattered and broken, with a few mangled corpses tangled among them. But the number of bodies here was small, and it wasn’t hard to guess where the rest were.
Just as Little Wei was about to move, she felt a pair of icy hands grab her ankle.
Youyin turned around just in time to see Little Wei roll her eyes and faint.
Youyin: ???
She stepped closer and saw a girl beneath the rubble, her face deathly pale—truly terrifying in the dark of night.
"Little Wei, Little Wei." Youyin shook her awake.
Little Wei came to and glanced at the pale-faced girl before coughing heavily.
"You want to save her?" Little Wei asked.
"Well, she’s still alive," Youyin blinked.
Little Wei figured that made sense and reached out to lift the steel bars, but she had no strength left.
Not in the mood to struggle with it, she waved her staff, levitating the debris crushing the girl.
Her soul and the staff were both charged with energy now, allowing her to even use some basic cultivation spells.
This only strengthened her resolve to choose the path of a cultivator as her profession.
When Youyin pulled the girl out, she was completely dazed.
Her eyes flickered with envy as she glanced at Little Wei’s staff, but she quickly suppressed it.
"Thank you," the girl bowed deeply.
"No problem. It’s safe here for now, so you should go," Youyin said, pressing her lips together.
She didn’t want any deadweight.
The girl was injured, and rescuing her was already meddling more than necessary.
"Wait." Little Wei channeled a beam of light into the girl’s body.
In moments, her wounds faded, and even the deeper cuts scabbed over.
The girl was stunned by this miraculous sight.
So cool!
"Go," Little Wei said, sitting on the rubble and massaging her temples to ease the throbbing pain.
Even talking was exhausting.
She was really getting fed up with this world.
"But… I’d rather stay with you. Don’t worry, I won’t hold you back," the girl said timidly, her eyes darting to Youyin.
She could tell Youyin was the one in charge between the two.
Yet after saying this, Youyin looked at Little Wei.
Little Wei stayed silent.
She couldn’t be bothered to discuss something so trivial.
"Let’s go," Little Wei said.
Seeing her indifference, Youyin didn’t argue.
They’d already done more than enough.
But before long, Little Wei’s companion spoke up.
"That girl is still following you."
Little Wei brushed it off, smirking. "She’s got too much free time."
But then—
"Could she be the female lead?" Little Wei wondered.
The girl wasn’t breathtakingly beautiful, but she had that delicate, girl-next-door charm.
If that were the case, it’d be a real headache.
"I wouldn’t know," her companion admitted.
This was the last world, and cutting off demonic energy in the previous one had earned Little Wei major points—she’d already broken into the top 1,000 rankings.
With a little more effort here, she could climb another 500 spots.
But the biggest issue was the lack of internet here, making it hard to dig up key information.
As for her other companion, she wasn’t about to spill any secrets.
Sigh. Little Wei would have to rely on herself.
"Whatever. Ignore her," Little Wei said, trailing behind Youyin.
She didn’t even care to ask the girl’s name.
Meanwhile, Zhao Xi followed them from a distance, utterly confused about the current situation.
She’d just woken up to find the school in ruins. Terrified and lost, she clung to the sense of safety those two gave her.
And that staff.
It looked a bit silly, but Zhao Xi couldn’t help but admire it.
If only it were hers.
Little Wei had no idea Zhao Xi was already coveting her staff.
She and Youyin finally found a massive breach in the building—clearly where the monster had burst through.
The stench of blood hit them, making Little Wei dizzy.
Damn, this was worse than cigarette smoke.
Youyin crouched down.
"Too much blood. Can’t see anything," she muttered, fighting the urge to gag.
As a normal person, she couldn’t stand the smell—it nearly made her vomit.
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