108: Chapter 108 You'll Understand When You Grow Up

Luoluoke sat on Magic Cat's shoulder, his small hands tightly clutching its fur. His large eyes were filled with tears, but he couldn't say a word.

He had just watched those uncles and aunts shatter their own glowing spirit rings with their own hands. He saw them charge forward covered in blood, saw the blood on the ground piling up, saw Uncle Bu Le and the others clutching their crotches while letting out heart-wrenching screams, and saw Dean Flender crying on the ground with a broken arm. He wanted to shout for them to stop, wanted Magic Cat to use Sleep Powder again, wanted everyone to stop fighting, but his voice was drowned out by the roars and wails, failing to stir even a single ripple.

Magic Cat also drooped its ears dejectedly, rubbing its head against Luoluoke's cheek and letting out a low whimper. Its Sleep Powder was useless against those who had fully unleashed their Soul Power, and its vine whips couldn't stop those who charged forward with a death wish. It could only hold Luoluoke tightly to protect him from being caught in the chaotic Soul Power.

"Don't look." A warm hand gently covered Luoluoke's eyes; it was Xiao Wu. Her voice was very soft, carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling. "These aren't things a child should see."

Another transmigrator wearing a black hoodie also walked over, reaching out to gently pat Luoluoke's head. His tone was more serious than ever before: "Stop thinking about stopping it, Luoluoke. This struggle was impossible to prevent from the very beginning."

"Why?" Luoluoke pushed Xiao Wu's hand away and asked with red eyes, "Fighting causes injuries. Can't everyone just talk it out? They've all become like this, it hurts so much..."

"Because there are some pains that talking cannot solve." The transmigrator crouched down, looking into his clear eyes, and said word by word, "These uncles and aunts were deceived by this academy for their whole lives, ruined for their whole lives, and some even lost their children. They aren't just fighting; they are seeking justice for themselves and for those who have died. This is their way of taking responsibility for their own lives."

"You're still young and don't understand what despair is, or what it means to have no way out. When you grow up and have seen the darkness and injustice of this World, you will understand that sometimes, there is no other path to take except to risk everything you have."

Luoluoke nodded as if he understood, then turned his head back to look at the yard.

Shi Lei and the others had already gone far away, leaving behind only a mess on the ground and continuous wails.

He bit his lip and asked in a low voice, "Then... what will happen to them later? Those uncles and aunts who shattered their spirit rings, and Uncle Bu Le and the others..."

"They will live on well." Xiao Wu gently stroked his head. "Now that justice has been served, the weight in their hearts has been lifted. Even if they've become ordinary people, they can live out the rest of their lives peacefully. As for Bu Le and the others... that is the karma they created themselves, and they must bear it."

"So... the rumors were all true."

A certain transmigrator murmured in a low voice, a trace of complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He had once worshipped Yu Xiaogang immensely, treating him as his life mentor. But now, looking at that man slumped on the ground with empty eyes and covered in filth, he only felt that he was an utter stranger.

It turned out that the so-called number one theory Great Master of the continent and the so-called Monster Academy were nothing more than a carefully woven scam.

On another branch of the Old Locust Tree, Ning Rongrong leaned against the trunk with her arms crossed, her delicate little face full of disappointment and regret.

She had originally snuck out from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, intending to check out Shrek Academy. She heard from her father that there were several good teachers and some exceptionally talented students here, and that they might become her future partners. But what she saw was such a tragic revenge and a notorious school of scammers.

"It's truly a pity." Ning Rongrong sighed softly and shook her head. "Among those who shattered their spirit rings just now, several had an Innate Soul Power of level eight or higher, and two even had Innate Full Spirit Power. If they had joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School back then, with the best resources and the best teachers, they would be at least at the Spirit King level by now. How could they have ended up like this?"

"It's truly a pity." Ning Rongrong sighed softly and shook her head, her delicate little face full of undisguised regret. "Among those who shattered their spirit rings just now, several had an Innate Soul Power of level eight or higher, and two even had Innate Full Spirit Power."

"If they had joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School back then, with the best resources and the best teachers, they would be at least high-level Spirit Kings by now, or even Spirit Emperors."

Beside her was a sturdy youth with a tall, straight build. He wore a silver-gray half-face mask, revealing only a pair of ice-blue vertical pupils. Most striking were the pair of furry dark gray Wolf ears on his head, which twitched slightly with the surrounding movements. To the people of Douluo, this was a mutated form of a Beast Spirit reaching extreme physical manifestation.

The youth leaned against the tree trunk with his arms crossed, his gaze sweeping over the blood and severed limbs scattered across the yard. He spoke in a flat tone, but what came out was standard British English:

"Not a pity. They chose their own path when they believed the lies. A school that abandons its students at the first sign of danger deserves to burn."

(It's not a pity. They already chose their path when they believed the lies. An academy that abandons its students at the first sign of danger deserves to be burned to ashes.)

Ning Rongrong wasn't surprised at all. She turned to glance at him and replied naturally in the common tongue of the Douluo Continent, "Don't be so cold, Wolf. They were just children then; no one had told them the true face of this place. It's easy to be misled by the reputation of the Monster Academy."

Wolf's Wolf ears twitched, and his ice-blue eyes landed on Dai Mubai, who was curled into a ball in the corner. His tone carried a hint of mockery:

"That's the so-called Genius prince of the Star Luo Empire? He looks more like a scared rabbit than a tiger."

(Is that the so-called Genius prince of the Star Luo Empire? He looks more like a scared rabbit than a tiger.)

"Isn't he just?" Ning Rongrong curled her lips, the disappointment on her face growing deeper. "To think I specifically ran all the way here to see him. I heard he's a level thirty-five Battle Spirit Elder and Shrek's most powerful student. Turns out he has so little courage; his legs go weak as soon as something happens. He's completely unreliable. You're right, Wolf; he's not even as good as a rabbit."

"And that Fatty and the one who makes Sausages," Wolf's gaze swept over Ma Hongjun and Oscar, "one is a walking bomb waiting to explode, the other is a coward who can only hide behind others. None of them are worth your time."

(One is a walking bomb waiting to explode, the other is a coward who can only hide behind others. None of them are worth your time.)

"Exactly, exactly. One is as fat as a ball, and the other only knows how to make strange Sausages. It's nauseating just looking at them."

Ning Rongrong brushed the dust off her clothes and was about to turn and leave when the corner of her eye suddenly caught a glimpse of that black figure at the entrance of the alley.

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PS: I wrote the wrong person; it's not Tang San (crying-laughing face).