212: Chapter 212 is about Mo Wangchuan

Listening to the voice of the Phantom, Mo Wangchuan naturally couldn't bear it. This Phantom actually called him childish!

But he just felt that the person in front of him clearly wanted to seize his body.

Otherwise, why was he suddenly pulled into this vast white space, and why had his body been inexplicably beaten up!

The person in front of him! He had ulterior motives! He wanted to seize this pure young man's body!

Mo Wangchuan looked at the Phantom before him with vigilance.

But the Phantom merely let out a very disdainful sound from its mouth and snickered.

Standing where he was, Mo Wangchuan suddenly felt as if his face had been slapped hard.

Though it was true he had actually been beaten.

But he had never felt this uncomfortable before.

"You! What are you laughing at?"

Mo Wangchuan asked the Phantom.

But the laughter from the Phantom's mouth became even more unrestrained.

It was as if it were looking at something very hilarious.

Mo Wangchuan's face, swollen like a pig's head, turned red with anger.

"You! I'm warning you, don't go too far!"

The Phantom watched Mo Wangchuan and continued to laugh, not taking Mo Wangchuan's words to heart at all.

It even laughed for so long that it clutched its stomach, laughing even more wildly.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Although the figure in front of him was a Phantom, Mo Wangchuan felt that what stood before him was more like a person.

It had been mocking Mo Wangchuan's incompetence all this time.

Mo Wangchuan simply stood there.

He just waited for the Phantom, waiting for when the Phantom would get tired of laughing.

Sure enough, after Mo Wangchuan stood there and stopped saying anything, the Phantom actually stopped laughing.

But when it looked at Mo Wangchuan, there was still ridicule in the depths of its eyes.

"Mo Wangchuan," the Phantom said, looking at Mo Wangchuan.

Mo Wangchuan looked up slightly, not knowing what this Phantom wanted to say or do.

From the moment this Phantom appeared until now, everything had been inexplicable.

Mo Wangchuan didn't know what this person actually wanted to do.

"Mo Wangchuan." Seeing no reaction from Mo Wangchuan, the Phantom thought it had beaten the man senseless, so it called out again.

Mo Wangchuan still didn't react. The Phantom couldn't help itself, so it called out once more.

"Mo Wangchuan!"

The Phantom was almost driven to confusion by Mo Wangchuan.

"Can't you tell?!"

"I am you!"

Hearing the Phantom's voice, Mo Wangchuan finally stirred.

Confusion surfaced in his eyes.

"What?"

Mo Wangchuan's face was full of question marks; he had no idea what the person in front of him was talking about.

But the Phantom was fuming with rage.

"I said you're a piece of trash, and you really are disappointing. Can't you be a man and stand up!"

"Every day you act like you're half-dead, what do you even want to do?"

"The moment you encounter a little setback, you start looking for a way to die. Who gave you the courage?"

"That song?"

The Phantom in front of Mo Wangchuan wasn't beating him anymore.

It had switched to verbal abuse.

But Mo Wangchuan's face still bore a death-like expression; it looked as if he hadn't processed the Phantom's words at all.

This also infuriated the Phantom quite a bit.

"You!"

"Mo Wangchuan!"

"Can't you show some backbone!"

"I'm really going to be angered to death by you!"

"You are an SSS-rank Healing-type Ability User!"

"Do you know how many people in this world are waiting for you to save them?"

"Ah! Right! You failed to save one or two people, but what kind of world is this now?"

"It's the Post-Apocalyptic World, big brother!"

"Do you even know what the situation is like right now??"

"Can you stop acting like trash? As you, I'm living a very exhausting life!"

Listening to the Phantom's words, Mo Wangchuan was indeed a bit confused, but mostly, he just stared blankly at the Phantom.

Actually, he had taken the words in, but so what?

As a Healing-type Ability User, he didn't have the Ability to save that many people.

"This world is like this anyway. Does it make a difference whether a Healing-type Ability User like me exists or not?"

Mo Wangchuan slowly spoke these words, but in response, the Phantom was so angry it directly punched Mo Wangchuan.

"Ah, right, right, right. It's the same whether you're here or not. You're trash anyway, rotten wood that can't be carved."

"Even if I talk until my tongue is nimble here, you'll just pretend you can't hear or see anything, always hiding from reality like an ostrich."

After the Phantom finished speaking, it disappeared, simply not wanting to deal with the person in front of it anymore.

Looking at the spot where the person had disappeared, Mo Wangchuan, for some reason, felt a bit of loss in his heart.

Clearly... clearly he had been both beaten and scolded.

So why did things turn out like this?

Mo Wangchuan felt an empty spot in his heart.

Why had things turned out like this?

Mo Wangchuan asked himself in his heart, but now that the Phantom had disappeared and he was in this vast white space, the only person he could ask was himself.

Just now, the Phantom said it was him.

Which meant that, in fact, that Phantom was Mo Wangchuan.

But why would such a Phantom appear?

Mo Wangchuan actually had an idea; when a person is in a certain environment, a Second Personality will appear in their Mental World.

Commonly known as Split Personality, the Phantom Mo Wangchuan saw was actually the Second Personality in his own heart.

Although that personality's way of speaking and such seemed exactly the same as Mo Wangchuan's.

But if one looked closely, differences could be found. For instance, Mo Wangchuan could tell that the Phantom looked more confident and stronger than Mo Wangchuan himself.

If possible, Mo Wangchuan also hoped to become that Phantom.

If only it were possible...

As Mo Wangchuan thought this, his thoughts grew heavier and heavier.

Gradually, Mo Wangchuan felt himself slowly detaching from his own body.

It was like a soul floating in the air.

Mo Wangchuan floated in the air, and the surroundings were still a vast expanse of white, except that Mo Wangchuan's body in that white space looked exceptionally dirty.

Just by standing there, Mo Wangchuan felt as if he were polluting this expanse of white.

It wasn't the clothes or the appearance, nor was it the scent on Mo Wangchuan's body.

But a kind of smell, the kind of scent of decay and rot that one could sense just by looking.

Mo Wangchuan was terrified.

He had no idea why he had become like this.

"No..."

Mo Wangchuan muttered.

"Clearly... clearly..."

"Clearly what?" The Phantom suddenly appeared again, whispering softly next to Mo Wangchuan's ear.

This time, it gave Mo Wangchuan quite a fright.

"You want to say that clearly you aren't like this?"

"Clearly you aren't such a decaying person? Clearly you are a sunny and cheerful boy?"

Mo Wangchuan's throat bobbed; in fact, that was exactly what he was thinking.