Chapter 522: So Fierce

Past World Paradise.

Pursuing Fire Thirteen Yingjie.

Those who laughed and called her "Little Grey".

That pink fairy lady who always says "Because I love you".

Then—

Corrosion.

Death.

Dispersal.

Everything resets to zero.

She remembered standing in the ruins of Letu, watching those data crumble piece by piece.

Ailixiya's final gaze at her, Kevin's silent silhouette, and Ying's soft "I'm sorry" before she vanished…

Those memories have never disappeared.

They were merely pressed deep in the bottom of the heart.

And now, the person in front—this impostor wearing Ailixiya's skin—has drawn them all out.

A Xing gripped the bat tightly.

"This expression~?"

Ailixiya tilted her head, looking at her, her orange‑red eyes full of amusement.

"So scary~ I'm really scared?"

Her tone was flippant, carrying that familiar flavor.

But the more that flavor resembled it, the more it made A Xing nauseous.

"Don't stare at me like that?"

Ailixiya stepped forward, hands clasped behind her back, tilting her head to reveal a sweet smile.

"I really miss you~ When we were in Past World Paradise, didn't we get along great? Those Ying Jie… Kevin, Ying, Qianjie, and that cute Ge Lei Xiu… they were so good to me, you know?"

A Xing's pupils contracted slightly.

"What a pity~"

Ailixiya sighed, that expression seeming truly regretful.

"In the end they all refused to accept me. I just wanted to survive, just wanted to become one of them… Why can't they understand me?"

Her voice grew softer and softer, more gentle, as if telling a sad story.

"So I had no choice… I had to eat them all?"

A Xing moved.

Her speed was astonishing!

The training in Past World Paradise was not in vain—Qianjie taught her how to spot a flaw before the enemy acted, Kevin taught her how to concentrate power into a single explosive point, and Ying taught her how to make her body faster than her mind.

Now all that training came into play!

The bat came down with a whooshing sound!

Ailixiya flashed to the side, the bat grazing her shoulder, the gust it generated sent her hair flying!

"Whoa~ that was close?"

She laughed, stepping back a few paces, her toes lightly tapping the ground, her whole body drifting away like a feather.

A Xing gave her no chance to catch her breath.

The bat swung horizontally!

Ailixiya ducked, the bat sweeping along her back, striking the computer case behind her—with a "Bang", it dented a huge crater!

A Xing lunged forward!

Her attacks were impenetrable, each swing carrying enough force to shatter bone!

The bat traced countless after‑images in the air, weaving an impenetrable net!

Ailixiya weaved through this net.

Her movements were as light as dancing, each dodge perfectly timed, each retreat just avoiding the strike.

Those orange‑red eyes never left A Xing's face, the corner of her mouth forever bearing that smile.

"So fierce~?"

She said while dodging, her tone laced with a hint of coquettishness.

"I was just joking with you, why take it so seriously?"

A Xing gave no reply.

Her onslaught grew fiercer!

—

Inside the train.

Heimu sat on the sofa, several Light Screens hovering before her.

One of them displayed the rooftop battle in real time, while the others showed various data streams.

She lifted the cola beside her, took a sip, eyes fixed on the screen.

"Whoa, A Xing really seems angry."

She muttered to herself, tapping the Virtual Keyboard a few times, adjusting the view.

On the screen, A Xing swung the bat, chasing Ailixiya, the stance as if to smash the opponent into minced meat.

Heimu's mouth twitched.

"It seems those Memory of Past World Paradise have a pretty deep effect on her…"

She took another sip of cola, ready to continue watching the show—

A Xing suddenly changed tactics!

She flicked her left hand, and a Salted Fish shimmering with a strange dark‑gold hue appeared in her palm!

Immortal Salted Fish!

She gripped the Salted Fish and swung it forcefully!

A streak of deep‑green mist spread from the fish's body, instantly coalescing into several fish‑shaped phantoms!

Those phantoms opened wide mouths, emitting a mournful wail that lunged straight at Ailixiya!

The wail carried maddening ramblings that pierced straight into the soul!

Heimu raised an eyebrow.

"Again this thing?"

She casually tapped a few keys on the keyboard, pulling up Ailixiya's control interface.

"Disable the olfactory system."

The green mist rushed forward, passing straight through Ailixiya's body.

Ailixiya stood in place, her smile unchanged.

"Just a petty stench~?"

She said with a laugh, her tone light and airy.

"I can turn off my sense of smell, you know?"

Heimu nodded, about to sigh in relief—

A flash of red light suddenly flickered across the screen.

She looked down and saw that on Ailixiya's clothing, the spots penetrated by the green mist were corroding at a visibly rapid pace!

A few small holes appeared at the cuffs, their edges tinged with a charred black hue.

Several spots on the hem began to melt, revealing the pale skin underneath.

Heimu's mouth twitched.

"This…"

She enlarged the image and examined the corroded marks closely.

"A relic blessed by the Star God… is it really this exaggerated?"

She shook her head, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

"Got it, can't take it head‑on any longer."

—

On the rooftop.

Ailixiya lowered her head to glance at her corroded sleeve, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Oh dear, this won't do?"

She looked up at A Xing, the smile still on her face, but her eyes had grown a bit more serious.

"This Salted Fish... is quite formidable, huh?"

A Xing said nothing.

She swung the Salted Fish again!

This time, she didn't release any mist; she simply gripped the Salted Fish and slashed forward!

The withered Salted Fish in her hand resembled a short sword, its eerie dark‑gold light slicing toward Ailixiya!

Ailixiya darted aside.

The Salted Fish brushed past her shoulder; though it didn't hit directly, its dark‑gold light touched the edge of her garment—

"Sizzle…"

The hem melted instantly!

Ailixiya's mouth twitched.

"What a hassle?"

She began to dodge seriously.

One by one, charred pits appeared on the rooftop floor, their edges exhaling eerie green smoke.

The air was filled with an indescribable foul stench, the odor so thick it was almost visible—of course, Ailixiya couldn't smell it; she had disabled her sense of smell.

But the students downstairs hadn't.

—

Third‑floor classroom.

The English class was in session.

Tengcun Dahe was writing on the blackboard, explaining the grammar points with her resonant voice as she wrote.

"So! This subjunctive—"

"Damn, what is that smell?!"

A startled shout suddenly came from the back rows.

Tengcun Dahe turned her head and saw a boy covering his nose, his face twisted into a knot.

"What's wrong?"

"Teacher, didn't you smell it? A weird odor!"

Tengcun Dahe inhaled sharply—

A strong, foul stench surged straight toward the Heavenly Spirit Dome!

The smell was indescribable, like a mixture of rotten eggs, spoiled fish, and expired cheese, so thick it could kill someone on the spot!

"Cough cough cough—!!!"

The classroom exploded instantly!

"What the heck! What is that smell!"

"Ugh—I'm going to vomit!"

"Who's cooking shit in the classroom?!"

"This is too much, the smell is unbearable!"

"Is there any chance this is the legendary biochemical weapon?"

"I don't care what it is, I just want to know when we can get out!"

The students hurriedly covered their mouths and noses and rushed to the windows, but when they opened them—an even stronger stench poured in!

"Close the windows, close the windows, close the windows!!"

"I can't, I'm suffocating!"

"Fujimura, help—!"

Tengcun Dahe steadied the podium, her face turning green.

She has been teaching for so many years, and this is the first time she's encountered such a situation.

"Stay calm! Everyone cover your mouths and noses, we—cough cough— we're evacuating!"

The entire Teaching Building descended into complete chaos.

Screams, coughs, and a few death‑defying voices arguing whether the smell was stinky tofu or herring canned food intertwined into an absurd symphonic cacophony.