novelraw Chapter 290 179: Cultivators? Nothing But Puppets on a String!
Chapter 290 179: Cultivators? Nothing But Puppets on a String!
West State University teaching building.
Tonight, all the Immortal Technique Committee present were called one by one into the interview room to leave records and perform a debriefing.
Bai Mo walked out of the interview room, with his apprentice Black Tail perched on his shoulder, hearing big raindrops hitting the window glass, making a "pitter-patter" sound, hearing the wind outside still howling, seeing a tree bending in the storm, struggling to hold on.
Zhang Shan clicked his tongue in front of the window.
"With this heavy rain, the materials department is still out on the battlefield collecting materials.
"It's tough for them."
Bai Mo nodded.
"Yeah.
"The bloodstains, footprints, and other traces left from the battle are quickly being washed away by the heavy rain, making it difficult to collect.
"They truly have it tough."
Returning to the resting room, he saw a group of committee members scattered about, having just changed into clean clothes, their hair still damp, all staring angrily.
"What's going on?"
Su Yaoyao stood up, pulled Bai Mo over, and showed him her phone.
"Damn it, we've just fought hard here, and someone is already posting to slander us!"
It was a new post on the Immortal Technique forum, pushed to the top.
[Another Puppet War at West State University]
Puppet War?
What does it mean?
Bai Mo continued to look down, checking the post's content.
[Family members, tonight West Uni heard gunshots again]
[Those staying in the upper floors of the dorms could even use binoculars to see people fighting on the playground]
[Again, it's those cultivators]
[Damn it, a bunch of puppets, really fired up]
Bai Mo frowned... Posting this kind of stuff, won't they get cursed?
Continuing down, the netizens didn't disappoint Bai Mo.
[Why are others fighting? You're purely defying Heaven]
[Others are battling through heavy rain and bullets, and you just need to open your mouth to slander?]
[The OP is an idiot, case closed]
...
Bai Mo understood.
"Look, all the replies are cursing him!
"So many people cursing him, they've pushed his post's popularity sky-high, making it #1 trending.
"Isn't this great?
"Let the West Uni administration get this student out and educate him."
Su Yaoyao nodded heavily!
"We must find him! Make him write a twenty thousand-word self-reflection!"
Su Yaoyao sat down with Bai Mo, shoulder to shoulder, showing him her phone, and opened up another post.
"This one is even more infuriating!"
It's an old post, not very popular, seemingly locked.
[Cultivators are just Ancient Immortal's puppets]
Oh?
"The source of the 'puppet' joke?"
Bai Mo remembered he seemed to have seen this post before?
He focused intently now.
[These boastful cultivators, fly high, jump far, kill a cow with one punch, like Superman]
[But actually, aren't they just Ancient Immortal's puppets?]
[Their skills are all given by the Ancient Immortal]
[They report to the Ancient Immortal every day in their dreams]
[They dare not disobey the Ancient Immortal, who can kill them in their dreams]
[Isn't this being a puppet?]
[These cultivators, with different camps in reality, fighting daily, they're essentially puppets sneaking fights behind their master's back]
[I always think of the Toy Story. Dick and Cowboy and Buzz Lightyear's toys, aren't they the same way? Playing secretly when the master isn't around]
Bai Mo was stunned.
He looked at Su Yaoyao, seeing her puffed-up face.
Then looked at the other Immortal Technique Committee members in the empty classroom, seeing their angry faces.
He recalled a line... Lies don't hurt, truth is the sharp blade.
Falsehood may amuse, but truth will break defenses.
These cultivators, aren't they just puppets?
Especially tonight, everyone saw Xue Yong's fate... Xue Yong was one, violently controlled, played until damaged, collapsed into a pile of broken flesh, washed away by the rain.
Rumble!
Thunder rumbled outside again, incredibly deep!
Rushing!
The rain outside got even stronger, the night darker, as if the entire night sky was about to press down!
Bai Mo frowned, comforting Su Yaoyao.
"Why listen to these idle folks talking crap?
"No matter what, the Immortal Technique Committee has indeed been fighting hard, always protecting the stability of the present world, never letting society fall into great turmoil.
"This achievement is already very good."
Su Yaoyao nodded.
"That is the plain truth."
...
West State University, campus outskirts, amidst garbage piles.
An abandoned kiosk swayed in the wind and rain.
Beaten by the rain, it made banging noises and allowed water to seep inside.
The sky's silver snake slithered, lightning illuminated, lighting up the kiosk, revealing Zhang Qiren with Tie Ta's robust figure, Six-Eared Macaque... They were still waiting.
Tie Ta's robust figure frowned.
"Boss, stop waiting!
"They've already taken the stuff, will they really give it back to us?
"How is that possible?"
Zhang Qiren shook his head, not saying much.
Tie Ta was a bit anxious.
"Many people from the Immortal Technique Committee have come to West State University.
"Among them are quite a few skilled individuals.
"Boss, if we get discovered and left behind, we'll be in trouble!"
Zhang Qiren subconsciously looked up slightly, eyes turning upward... Really won't give?
Whoosh...
The roof of the kiosk leaked again, a big splash of water poured down, drenching Zhang Qiren thoroughly, soaking him like a drowned rat.
"Ugh!"
He spat out water from the corner of his mouth, very frustrated.
Reached out to wipe off the water from his face, brushing his wet hair… He touched the blade of grass that could grow eyeballs, and the grass was also wet from the water.
"Huh?"
He touched the grass again, indeed felt, after being wet, the grass had changed slightly...