213: Chapter 213 Something Only Couples Can Have

At this moment, Mo Wangchuan completely admitted that the person in front of him was himself.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for anyone else to know his inner thoughts.

And it would be impossible to say something as embarrassing as "sunny and cheerful big boy."

"No..." Mo Wangchuan's mind was in a daze; he didn't want to listen to the Phantom's words at all.

But the Phantom took this opportunity to keep talking incessantly.

"Look, open your eyes and look at the person in front of you."

"Is this still you?"

"The self you imagined certainly isn't like this."

"Cowardly, incompetent, useless trash!"

The Phantom continued, seemingly trying to break through Mo Wangchuan's defenses.

Mo Wangchuan held his head and shook it. "No, it's not like that. I'm not, I'm not!"

He kept resisting, trying to make the Phantom stop talking.

But the Phantom had no intention of letting him off.

"Mo Wangchuan! Wake up! It's just a small setback!"

"Do you remember what you said when you were a child?"

"What oath did you take! Do you remember!"

The Phantom's voice grew louder and louder, as if it were about to burst Mo Wangchuan's eardrums.

There was only one oath he had made as a child.

That was when his mother passed away; he said he would become a man and save more people.

Because Mo Wangchuan's mother had died in a medical accident.

Mo Wangchuan was just twelve then. Though still a child, he had basic awareness and his own perspective on things.

His mother's death had a profound impact on him. For many years afterward, he could never forget the sight of her body.

It was also then that Mo Wangchuan decided he wanted to be a doctor. He wanted to treat illnesses and save lives, to ensure more people walked out of the operating room.

However, because he was too persistent, he felt a strong sense of defeat whenever a patient in his care couldn't be saved.

He would consider himself a failure.

The Phantom looked at Mo Wangchuan and let out a contemptuous laugh again.

"Mo Wangchuan, is this your oath?"

"You know the current state of the world isn't conducive to human survival. You also know that in this world, having only a Healing Type Ability often isn't enough to save a life."

"But you only know it. What have you done?"

"What have you done?"

"Have you changed anything for the sake of what's happening now!"

"You haven't!"

"You're just blindly escaping reality, escaping growth!"

"That's why I say you're a piece of trash!"

After hearing the Phantom's words this time, Mo Wangchuan's eyes grew colder and more hollow.

The Phantom looked at him one last time and sighed. "I'm going to disappear. How to act, how to choose—it's up to you. This is all I can do."

After saying that, the Phantom really did disappear.

And it vanished very quickly, so fast that no matter how Mo Wangchuan searched, he couldn't find it.

It was as if the Phantom had never existed.

At the same time, Mo Wangchuan felt a powerful suction pulling him back into his body.

When he returned to his body, he felt an unusual change.

He felt a very powerful force emerge within him, as if something were supporting him forward at full speed.

Mo Wangchuan immediately stood up from the ground.

At the same time, he heard someone calling his name.

"Mo Wangchuan!"

"Mo Wangchuan!"

Hearing the voice, Mo Wangchuan reflexively threw a punch forward.

Accompanied by a scream of "Ah!"

Mo Wangchuan woke up from the vast whiteness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Kong Ziyi clutching his eye socket and screaming in pain.

Standing around were Meng Hangfei, Lu Huan, Huo Sixian, and Ye Qingqing.

Mo Wangchuan felt a wave of confusion.

What happened to him... what was the situation now? Was he dead or alive?

Thinking of this, Mo Wangchuan immediately reached out and slapped himself in the face.

The moment the slap landed, Mo Wangchuan felt like his face had never hurt so much before.

It felt as if ten thousand ants were gnawing on it.

Or as if it had been splashed with hot oil.

It was a burning pain.

Seeing this, Ye Qingqing's lips twitched. "Alright, I get it. The injuries on this guy's face were definitely self-inflicted."

"It's good that he's awake. Everyone, disperse, disperse. There's still a lot to do."

Ye Qingqing waved her hand as she spoke.

Mo Wangchuan was still confused, but he confirmed one thing: he was alive.

It had just been a dream.

But what did Ye Qingqing's words just now mean?

Meng Hangfei couldn't take it anymore and pulled out a mirror from his robe. "Take a look. Can you still walk?"

"If you can walk, get up and go check on Xiao Chun. She's injured."

Kong Ziyi was still clutching his eye socket, looking at Mo Wangchuan with a resentful gaze.

But he didn't curse at Mo Wangchuan.

Mo Wangchuan felt something was wrong.

In the past, Kong Ziyi would have jumped up in anger long ago.

Mo Wangchuan had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, when he saw the person in the mirror, Mo Wangchuan let out a startled scream and promptly fainted again.

Because in the mirror, he saw his own face, swollen like a pig's head!

This face was exactly like the pig's head the Phantom in the vast whiteness had beaten him into!

No wonder it hurt so much when he slapped himself! And it was so swollen!

"Ah!"

Mo Wangchuan wanted to cry but couldn't, so he chose to pretend to be unconscious.

However, Kong Ziyi was dumbfounded.

"Fainted again!"

"Hey! What about the black eye you gave me!"

"Get up quickly and use your Healing Type Ability on me!"

"If my face is disfigured, you're going to be responsible!"

Healing... oh right, Healing Type Ability.

Thinking about the Healing Type Ability, Mo Wangchuan immediately stopped being "unconscious."

He scrambled up from his seat, cast his Ability on his own face, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Kong Ziyi's expression turned sour.

"You! Did! That! On! Purpose!"

Ye Qingqing and Huo Sixian, who hadn't walked far, glanced back with sighs.

"Tsk, it wasn't easy. Flying for three days straight, I thought Mo Wangchuan couldn't take it and offed himself."

"I didn't expect him to wake up on his own."

Ye Qingqing muttered to herself.

Huo Sixian looked at the two of them, doubt appearing in his eyes. "I think there's something going on between them."

Ye Qingqing followed Huo Sixian's gaze.

She found that the way Kong Ziyi and Mo Wangchuan were scuffling together was somehow...

It felt too intimate, a bit like... something only couples have...