48: Chapter 48 System Unbinding Scene

The emotionless broadcast voice from the loudspeaker finally stopped.

But the echo of the phrase "Rich Woman's Address Book" was still hovering over the CBD like a curse.

The wind on the rooftop seemed to get colder.

Sun Xiaotian curled up on the rough concrete floor, his hands tightly covering his ears, his whole body trembling like a sieve set to vibration mode.

His face, smeared with low-quality greasepaint, was twisted into a ball, and the ambitious aspiration to "shatter the heavens" was now shattered to the point where not even crumbs remained.

What Great Sage Equal to Heaven, what Heaven-Defying fate.

Now, only one thought remained in his mind: let's live on another planet; the Earth could no longer contain him.

As the sense of shame flooded his reason like a torrent, the faint golden light that had been swirling around him—the so-called "Demonic Qi"—began to fluctuate violently, then dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That was his "Dao Heart," with which he firmly believed he was the protagonist, collapsing.

[Warning! Warning!]

The mechanical voice that once made him feel omnipotent exploded in his mind again.

But this time, the voice lacked its previous encouragement and guidance, instead exuding a cold sense of disdain.

[Detected that the host's mental state is extremely unstable, 'Protagonist Aura' has collapsed.]

[Current Social Death Index: 99.9%.]

[Judgment: The host's behavior severely violates the core character persona of the 'Great Sage Equal to Heaven', which is supposed to be wild, cool, and domineering. This move is too embarrassing; the System cannot carry this.]

Sun Xiaotian looked up abruptly, a bubble of snot still hanging by his nostril, his face full of astonishment.

"Sy... System?"

[Given that the host is not only chuunibyou but also suspected of severe social death, it has seriously affected this System's reputation and status in the 'Golden Finger' world.]

[To stop losses in time, this System has decided to initiate the forced unbinding procedure.]

"What?!" Sun Xiaotian panicked, like a drowning person having their last straw pulled away, "Don't! Don't go! Give me another chance! I can still act! What I did just now was… that was a tactical display of weakness!"

[Unbinding countdown: 3... 2... 1.]

[Unbinding successful. See you if fate allows… oh no, better not to see you at all.]

As the final electronic sound faded, a cluster of pale golden light drilled out from between Sun Xiaotian's eyebrows without any reluctance, instantly escaping into the Void Realm and disappearing without a trace.

That feeling was like playing the best game of your life, only for someone to suddenly pull the network cable and delete your account on the way out.

"Clatter."

The "Sea-Stabilizing Needle" that Sun Xiaotian was gripping tightly suddenly became incredibly heavy.

The golden light and divine charm that had been flowing on it instantly vanished.

The gold plating peeled off rapidly, revealing the pitted, rusty body inside—it was indeed just a piece of old, discarded galvanized steel pipe scavenged from a scrap yard.

At the same time, the feeling of power in his body, as if he could punch and explode the Earth, was also withdrawn.

As the cold wind blew, he felt cold all over, his knees ached piercingly, and his arms were so sore he couldn't even lift them.

He was no longer the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who could pierce a hole in the sky.

He had turned back into the high school student Sun Xiaotian, who couldn't even do three pull-ups.

"My power... my Golden Cudgel..."

Sun Xiaotian stared blankly at the rusty iron pipe in his hand, tears welling up uncontrollably once again.

This time, it wasn't because of shame, but because of the despair brought by the huge gap.

Inside the command vehicle.

Gu Changan watched the various values on the screen instantly return to zero, a faint arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"This System runs fast; it knows how to read the situation."

He put down the broadcast microphone in his hand, turned his head, and gestured to the technician, "Pack it up."

"Understood."

The technician tapped a few times on the Keyboard.

The invisible gravitational suppression on the rooftop instantly disappeared.

The three hovering drones shut down their field generators, but continued to circle in mid-air, flashing red warning lights.

"Alright."

Gu Changan adjusted his uniform collar, his voice transmitting through the loudspeaker that hadn't been cut yet, his tone carrying a touch of listlessness.

"The play is over, the audience is tired of laughing, it's time for the curtain call."

As his voice fell.

The two Special Police officers, who had long been ready, leaped off the edge of the upper platform like black lightning.

The rappelling rope made a sharp friction sound in the pulley.

"Don't move! Get down!"

There was no need for too many tactical maneuvers.

The two Special Police officers, wearing black tactical vests and riot helmets, landed one on the left and one on the right, cleanly and efficiently pinning Sun Xiaotian's arms, immediately applying a standard takedown.

"Ouch! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Sun Xiaotian let out a miserable scream, his face pressed against the rough concrete floor, and the rusty steel pipe rolled to the side.

"Stop twisting! My arm is going to break!"

At this moment, where was any of the prestige he had just shown while shouting about taking on one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers?

A cold pair of handcuffs locked his wrists with a "click," and the chill characteristic of metal seeped through his skin into his bone joints, making him completely sober.

This wasn't a dream.

And there was no starting over.

He had really been caught.

The two Special Police officers hoisted him up from the ground like they were picking up a chick.

Sun Xiaotian looked at the dark muzzles surrounding him and the man in the black trench coat slowly walking towards him not far away; his psychological defense line completely collapsed.

"Wuu wuu wuu… Uncle Police, I was wrong…"

Tears mixed with the greasepaint on his face, making a messy blur.

"I won't be the Great Sage anymore… I don't want to go to jail… can you not catch me…"

He sobbed while crying, his legs as soft as noodles, relying entirely on the Special Police on both sides to keep him from collapsing.

"I still have to take the college entrance exam… I didn't do anything bad, I just… I just wanted to be cool…"

Gu Changan walked up to three meters in front of him and stood still.

His black trench coat flapped loudly in the strong wind on the rooftop; he wore tactical sunglasses, making his expression unreadable, but the oppressive feeling of a superior was even more suffocating than the previous gravity field.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over Sun Xiaotian's face, which looked like a painted cat, and finally stopped on the Taobao-best-selling tiger-skin apron on his chest.

"You wanted to be cool?"

Gu Changan's voice was so flat that neither joy nor anger could be detected.

He pointed to the missing section of the railing at the edge of the building, then pointed to the abyss-like street below.

"Because you wanted to be cool, a piece of the building's special tempered glass curtain wall, worth 1.2 million, was shattered."

"Because you wanted to be cool, traffic below was paralyzed for two hours, three private cars were destroyed by falling objects from high altitude, and the direct economic loss exceeded 500,000."

"Still want to take the college entrance exam?"

Gu Changan sneered, pulled a calculator from his pocket, and his fingers tapped on it rapidly, making a crisp clicking sound.

"Having ambition is a good thing. However, according to our country's laws, although you are under eighteen and can be given a lighter punishment, this civil compensation cannot be avoided."

He thrust the calculator screen in front of Sun Xiaotian.

The long string of numbers on it made Sun Xiaotian instantly stop crying, his eyeballs nearly popping out.

"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand… two, two million plus?!"

Sun Xiaotian felt the world go black, nearly fainting on the spot.

Over two million!

Even if you sold his whole family, you wouldn't be able to scrape together that much money!

"Want to go to jail?" Gu Changan put away the calculator and clapped his hands, "That's all for later. The urgent priority now is for you to think about how to explain this huge debt to your guardian."

Guardian?

Hearing these three words, Sun Xiaotian trembled violently, the fear that had just subsided instantly doubling, even more terrifying than facing the Special Police's muzzles.

"No… don't tell my mom… please, don't tell my mom…"

He struggled desperately, his eyes filled with genuine terror.

"My mom has high blood pressure… she will beat me to death… she really will beat me to death!"

Just then.

A sudden sound of screeching brakes came from the street below.

Before a police car flashing its lights had fully stopped, the passenger door was violently pushed open.

Even from 600 meters up in the air, even at such a distance, Gu Changan seemed to be able to feel a terrifying "Killing Intent" rushing straight into the sky.

That was the top-tier rage stemming from Bloodline suppression.

A middle-aged woman wearing a floral apron and pink plastic slippers on her feet, like a crazed Tyrannosaurus Rex, charged straight through the police cordon.

Several police officers responsible for maintaining order tried to stop her, but were instinctively pushed back by the world-destroying Aura she exuded.

"Sun! Xiao! Tian! You little brat! I told you to go to tutoring, and you ran here to embarrass yourself! Great Sage Equal to Heaven? Today, I'll let you know what the Five Finger Mountain is!"

This roar didn't use a loudspeaker, nor any System enhancement.

It was purely shouted using Dantian energy and surging blood pressure.

The voice pierced through the noisy crowd, pierced through the whistling wind, and struck precisely into the depths of the Soul of the teenager on the rooftop.

Sun Xiaotian froze, as if he had been hit by a immobilization spell.

That fear, carved into his DNA, made him forget even how to cry.