Xyrin Empire
Chapter 317 - Chapter 317 Chapter 317 Counseling and Pandoras Little Tragedy

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Counseling and Pandora’s Little Tragedy Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Counseling and Pandora’s Little Tragedy Under the clear skies and blazing sun, despite the weather forecast that had started telling the citizens three days prior that our city was about to welcome a week of heavy precipitation, meteorologists still faced a tragic 5 percent error rate when the heavens weren’t cooperating. Last night, I even noticed on TV that the long-haired MM presenting the weather forecast had been replaced by an unfamiliar cream-faced youth; maliciously, I wondered if the original broadcaster had resigned due to excessive psychological pressure.

Under the detection of a small squad of Lost Shadows, we spent half a day scanning the underground research base, located 200 meters beneath the surface, from the inside out. The 3D projection images submitted by Sivis were so clear they even depicted a half-rolled toilet paper. Then, with precise pinpoint space transmission, and unbeknownst to the teachers and students above, we had cleared out all the Xyrin Equipment from the underground base. After completing this task, more Lost Shadows split up and headed deeper into the earth, planning to expand the search area under the entire K city to a range of one kilometer within the next week. Just as I had initially suspected, if the people who built the base chose such an unsafe location, it proved that their research had to be conducted nearby. The discovery of a large amount of Xyrin Equipment made this conjecture even more accurate: it’s very likely there are more Xyrin Items beneath K city, and I couldn’t help but think, maybe we could find a Xyrin Relic or something…

This possibility wasn’t out of the question. Based on the analysis of the retrieved Xyrin Equipment, those antiques were at least several hundred thousand years old. Considering the changes in the Earth’s crust over hundreds of thousands of years, a relic buried underground could be pushed into any corner. But the idea that the site of a Xyrin Station, established on Earth hundreds of thousands of years ago, might be right beside us… such a dramatic turn of events left me speechless.

As for those so-called “paranormal events”, our current guess was that they were related to the Xyrin Equipment. Although Xyrin-made items are renowned for their quality, everything has an expiration date, even if they’re exceptionally well-made. The energy protection devices mounted on those ancient relics buried underground for hundreds of thousands of years were more or less damaged. Given the abnormal energy storage capacity of the Ghost Energy Crystals, there remains some energy in these devices, which was probably the culprit behind the paranormal incidents at the old high school and indirectly led to Xiao Ling’s danger. This explanation, though still full of loopholes, was the most reasonable one I could think of. At least, Anwina, the genuine Undead creature, had confirmed that within a thousand miles of K city and its surroundings, there were no energy bodies like ghosts. Most of the vividly portrayed background stories of these events are probably just figments of bored high school students’ imaginations. I can’t believe I almost believed them and even considered the absurd idea of capturing an Earth-native ghost to see who was more powerful compared to our housemaid…

Speaking of Xiao Ling and Liu Fan, as I’ve mentioned before, they’re currently living with us temporarily–this was Lilina’s request. The fake Lolita has been worried that Medusa, who had fled previously, might reappear and fatally hurt her precious sister. Although the likelihood of such an event happening is quite small, with Medusa’s sanity intact, having two more… ahem, refugee students isn’t a big deal. As someone who used to idolize Uncle Lei Feng until I was seven, I readily agreed to Lilina’s request.

While feeling a little guilty towards a certain tragic character, in truth, it was only Xiao Ling that Lilina had asked me to protect at that time; Liu Fan was regarded by Lilina merely as an accessory to her sister…

Lilina, the contrarian, has really made me anxious these past few days.

Her sibling, whom she had not easily come in contact with, was right next door. Multiple times she had lingered in front of the bedroom door but simply couldn’t make up her mind, twisting by herself until she was almost dead. As soon as she lost sight of Xiao Ling, her little face would instantly show more sorrow than a Korean drama, so much so that now, aside from the few heartless brats at home, even Sandora would start worrying about her after a satisfying meal.

I just couldn’t understand what Lilina was afraid of…

Just like now, a troubled Lilina walked by me again. Just from that worried little face, I knew she had just come from Xiao Ling’s room.

“What’s the matter? Still can’t make up your mind?” I put down the cell phone, which Bubbles had modified and claimed it could do anything except shoot an Ultraman Beam, and showed a helpless smile to the Fake Lolita who had gone as white as a ghost.

Lilina, unusually subdued, just sighed deeply and then collapsed weakly beside me, burying her entire body in the thick sofa back.

“I don’t know how to face Aling… am I useless?”

I thought about it, then nodded my head.

Three seconds later, I had a perfect Rolex-shaped bruise on my arm. Considering the way Lilina licked her lips, she might even plan to add a strap to it.

“Why not just say it if you want to acknowledge her?” I expressed my complete incomprehension towards Lilina’s contrariness, “It must be awful to keep it pent up. What exactly are you afraid of?”

“That’s why you’re called heartless, you know,” Lilina said in a downtrodden tone, her voice filled with exhaustion.

Hey! What’s with this mood that’s completely inappropriate for jokes or snarky comments!! You say such rude things with that kind of face, it’s like a bare-naked insult to my character on the most basic level of humanism, you damn brat!!

Still, considering her mood right now, I held back…

It seems like no matter what, I always have to be the one to hold back…

“I just can’t understand,” I scratched my head, clearly not grasping Lilina’s thoughts, “You must want to meet your long-lost family, right? And it’s obvious that Xiao Ling misses her sister a lot too. Why can’t you just acknowledge each other?”

Actually, I had one more thing on my mind: Could it be that all psychologists become so much more stubborn and convoluted than ordinary people once they get obsessed?

That could be a possibility, even she herself couldn’t counsel herself out of it, which definitely falls into the category of major psychological knots that not even a twenty-year professional psychologist would touch.

“I’m already dead,” Lilina suddenly flipped onto her side and lay on the couch, looking up at the ceiling and saying, “I’ve completely disappeared from my mom and sister’s lives, becoming just a memory. I don’t know whether they’d be happy or see me as a monster when faced with a resurrected me who has become like this. It’s natural for everyone to grieve over the death of a loved one, but what if someone who had been dead for many years suddenly stands alive before you? Would you be happy or horrified?”

“Don’t change the subject. There have been plenty of stories about the dead coming back to life throughout history. Surely your mom and little sister can’t be that bad at accepting it, right?”

“That’s because it’s not happening to you–do you think my little sister can accept a sister who died and then came back to life?”

“If it were me, I’d be too happy to care. And you seem to have forgotten something: Xiao Ling has even seen angels, don’t you think her acceptance level has increased? When the time comes, why not just put your resurrection down to us ‘immortals’ and have done with it?”

Lilina suddenly sat up with a swoosh and then stared blankly at me, staring so intently that I started to get goosebumps–If Qianqian saw this, I’d probably have to get ready to write… I doubt I’d even have time to write a will. To this “Fake Lolita” with the heart of an adult, Qianqian had identified her as a high-security target.

Five seconds later, Lilina pounced on me, grabbed my neck, and roared, “Why the hell didn’t you remind me sooner!”

At that moment, I just… Sparta-ed… Is this what they call ‘the bystander is confused’?

Lilina, like a gust of wind, jumped off the couch to the staircase, while I shouted after her, “Crazy girl, what are you up to?”

“Going to acknowledge my kin!”

“Come back! Shouldn’t you be confirming your story first?”

So the Lilina who had just swept to the staircase spun around and charged back, pulling at my collar for a script.

The inevitable dead soul was picked up by an angel, then handed over to the relevant department in the Heavenly Court for review. It turned out, after spending eight lifetimes as a paragon of virtue and accumulating merit, she rightfully deserves a place among the immortals. Then it was a bunch of backroom deals by various levels of leadership in the Heavenly Palace, culminating in Lilina, now in a demi-immortal body, gracing the throne of the Life Goddess Chief Priestess… I mean, how much more bullshit can this story get?

“You could at least separate the angels from the Heavenly Court, you jerk!”

All I could do was rage to the heavens at the cringeworthy story concocted in Lilina’s excitement.

But overall, that’s the script.

Aside from the cringeworthy parts, the story is about ninety percent true. We’re just those righteous Samaritans, the immortals, and Lilina is the lucky one chosen by the gods, see, you can’t say I’m lying, can you?

With the script issue settled, what’s left is to find the right moment for the sisters to recognize each other smoothly–Lilina wanted to dash upstairs and cling to Xiao Ling to acknowledge her kin right now. Her stubbornness having been broken, she was showing an unprecedented enthusiasm for the matter. Still, in my view, for something this big, you need to build the right atmosphere, don’t you? If not setting up a hundred and eighty tables, at least wait until all the family members are home, right? Wouldn’t you at least wait until the ‘Big Sister’ who went out to shop comes back so everyone can share in this historic moment together?

As they say, good things never come easy, and I figured if there’s no struggle, it just wouldn’t count as a ‘good thing’…

With her psychological knot untangled, Lilina was in exceedingly high spirits, and she finally took an interest in the cell phone in my hand, grabbing it and exclaiming, “Let me play with this… Eh? Did you take this? An amusement park?”

I took it back and saw that it was a picture taken the last time I took the whole family of beauties to the amusement park. On the three-and-a-half-inch color screen, Sandora was laughing brightly, with the background being a spicy stir-fry stall with a sign saying ‘Twenty Yuan Buffet’–the creative stall owner had bid us farewell with tears in his eyes at that time.

“What’s this?” After looking for a while, Lilina suddenly pointed at a small arc-shaped shadow at the bottom edge of the picture beside Sandora and asked. It was a shadow approximately the size of a little fingernail edge; judging just by the shape, it was hard to guess.

I was silent for five seconds, then spat out three words: “That’s Pandora… strictly speaking, the top of Pandora’s head…”

Really, I had pressed the shutter and noticed Pandora wasn’t in the picture, so for entertainment, I saved this photo full of potential for teasing. But because of this, I dare not let that kid touch my phone now…(To be continued, for further details, please visit www.NovelFire.net. More chapters are available, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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