Chapter 510: Let Go

Entropy Increase.

This group's name appears a bit too frequently, both in the game and in reality.

One could say the organization is almost god‑and‑demon‑like now.

The Dome defines it as an extremely evil, unforgivable terror organization, yet to players they are no different from saviors.

Unlike the official's concrete reliability, it is precisely their mystery and scarce information that cause players' opinions to remain mixed.

Only after they helped the official rescue people did their reputation become overwhelmingly one‑sided.

Although nominally assigned to Entropy Increase, Meng Kexin does not want that affiliation.

Doesn't that mean she is labeled "Entropy Increase," and whatever these people do, she has to share the blame?

Hua Jian Lei keenly sensed Meng Kexin's displeasure and immediately tried to smooth things over.

"Rest assured, if needed we can later explain the reasons to the official, citing your Aberrant Arts as a special case that forced us to resort to this measure, okay?"

Realizing his charm offensive had no effect on Meng Kexin, Hua Jian Lei stopped flirting and earnestly adopted his usual negotiation stance.

Different people deserve different attitudes; clearly, Meng Kexin prefers to earn respect through her own strength rather than favoritism.

"This offers me no real compensation."

Meng Kexin sighed; from the moment she was called out alone, her extraordinariness was destined to be exposed.

Perhaps everything she has experienced in her life has already been compiled into a file and delivered to those above.

But dwelling on this now is useless; originally Ying Duo was supposed to contact her privately, and the sudden change must mean something happened at the Dome.

Coupled with recent developments in Tianmian City...

"Let's set the compensation aside for now; since we've reached this point, can you explain the whole story to me in detail?"

Meng Kexin had just returned from the game, about to find a corner and play innocent, when the person who previously took her watch dragged her over directly.

The staff members earlier looked at her with disbelief, probably thinking their superior had truly guessed something special about her.

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"Mom, I have something today and need to go out."

After confirming the meeting details, Yang Yixie turned the game character back into a playing card and placed it into the Game Backpack, easing this world's resistance to him.

He napped on the bed for a few hours, then got up to prepare breakfast for his mother; after eating together, he finally mentioned his desire to go out.

"... going to see Xiao Xie?"

Zhiruo watched Yang Yixie skillfully collect the dishes; she offered to help, but he declined.

"No, I'm meeting a few other friends."

Actually Zhiruo isn't a control freak, nor does she demand Yang Yixie report his whereabouts.

It's just Yang Yixie's habit to tell Zhiruo beforehand whatever he does, to put her at ease.

There's no need to lie; his mother is most sensitive to falsehoods, so a slight blur of the truth suffices.

"Will there be danger?"

Suddenly, Zhiruo asked the question without any warning.

Although everything this morning was as usual, she still sensed Yang Yixie's urgency.

If it were due to something the game character caused, Yang Yixie would have been anxious long ago, not only now.

"No way, I just made plans with friends to run a newly released dungeon together."

Yang Yixie gave Zhiruo a soothing smile, knowing his mother seemed to have sensed something.

Could it be that the previous "Yang Yixie" who took over his body and acted in this world made his mother notice something off?

Then that suspicion came too late.

Yang Yixie quickened his movements, swiftly tying his shoes, ready to leave.

"... Your father looks just as when he goes on a mission."

Zhiruo's remark pinned Yang Yixie on the spot.

She discovered?

No, impossible!

Yang Yixie certainly showed no suspicious behavior in front of his mother; even any telltale player signs he would have concealed by any means.

Zhiruo said nothing more, simply draped a veil over her shoulders, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV with the remote.

"Would Xiao Xie think I'm a burden?"

She watched the constantly flickering content on the TV and suddenly asked.

"No."

Yang Yixie instinctively replied.

He stared at his mother's silhouette on the sofa, resolute, "I never think, Mom, that you're a burden; rather, without you I might become a paranoid man."

Paranoid, that's the label Yang Yixie now gives to "Yang Yixie."

Actually there are many more unflattering nicknames, but he's too lazy to list them all.

He couldn't even protect his own family; only when the fairy‑tale castle was forced to collapse did he realize the importance of power, which to him was the ultimate failure.

At least Yang Yixie refuses to admit that such a useless guy is his parallel‑world self.

One could say he is full of criticism toward that "Yang Yixie" who failed to protect his family and even brought danger to them.

Yet it also makes him see more clearly what he truly wants.

"Mom, just rest well, don't worry; I'll eliminate all the trouble."

At this moment, Yang Yixie, watching his mother's solitary silhouette, finally spoke his heartfelt words.

Yes, whether it's his failed parallel‑world self or the father who made his mother sad, he will not follow their path.

So he will certainly succeed.

Return home by any means.

Zhiruo silently grasped the remote in her hand, and finally gave an encouraging smile toward Yang Yixie.

"I know, Xiao Xie, you have to keep it up."

"No matter what means you use, even if you're not a good child, even if everyone hates you, I'll be here waiting for you to come back."

So, my child.

Don't let me become the shackles that bind your soaring; you belong to that vast sky.

Your wings are already full, your claws already sharpened; you need not seek excess, just stay true to your heart and avoid regret.

Then, let go and do it.

Whose youth hasn't once used any means to get what they wanted?

Back then, she also relied on means to bring down their father.