Chapter 1132: The Greatest Ordinary

On the debris-strewn ground, a voice emerged from the empty space.

"Are you okay...?" asked a vacant area.

"I... I'm still..." another vacant area tried to respond, but the words seemed stuck.

"Don't force it," the vacant area said. "'Yin Ni' can hold on a little longer... You can use this time to regain some sanity."

"Let them run first..." a voice came from the other vacant area. "Lin Qin, Xiao Xiao, Jin Yuanxun, you all run... Take Han Yimo with you."

Xiao Xiao shook her head at the vacant area. "Let's go together. Without my protection, you won't even make it out of this square. The moment you two 'show up,' you're done for."

"That's right," Jin Yuanxun said from the side. "I still have some strength left. This 'Tian Tang Kou' mission's goal is basically to cover the rear for 'Ji Dao.'"

"It's... it's fine..." Zhao Yisheng's voice came again from the vacant area. "To be honest with you, now that 'Li Xi' is over, I've lost my usefulness to anyone. You don't need to protect me anymore."

"But..." Lin Qin furrowed her brow, hesitating to speak.

"I'm not just being stubborn..." Zhao Yisheng's voice sounded noticeably weak. "This 'Li Xi' has left me dizzy and unable to take a single step... If possible, take Ren Hou with you."

Ren Hou's voice also came from beside Zhao Yisheng. "Don't be foolish... Do you think making the giant clock, the display screen, and two people 'invisible' at the same time is easy? I haven't used 'Qing Xiang' in so long that I can't move now either."

"Ha ha..." Zhao Yisheng laughed. "Then why are you playing the hero?"

"Playing the hero...?" Ren Hou and Zhao Yisheng chatted as if no one else was around. "Is that even possible? I never even said my name or showed my appearance. No one in this mission will remember me, so I'm destined not to be a hero, just a 'shadow.'"

The others heard the lighthearted talk from the vacant area, but their faces were filled with sorrow.

"Go on..." Zhao Yisheng said. "Those chaotic crowds will be here any moment... There's no point in staying behind to die for nothing."

"Yes, go," Ren Hou said from the side.

Lin Qin and Xiao Xiao exchanged glances, knowing the two had made their choice.

Now, they still had the barely breathing Han Yimo to look after. If they added Ren Hou and Zhao Yisheng, these two "over-resonated" casualties, no one in the group could escape.

The best option was to abandon the two.

Xiao Xiao decisively went to the side, hoisting Han Yimo from the ground. Han Yimo seemed to have woken up, but his injuries prevented him from standing right away.

"We're ready to go," Xiao Xiao said.

"Hey... What about Lao Zhao..." Han Yimo whispered on Xiao Xiao's shoulder. "I didn't see him earlier... Aren't you taking him with us..."

"He's already gone from here," Xiao Xiao said. "People's memories of him stopped at the moment he became a hero."

"What nonsense..." Han Yimo said again. "We agreed to save the world together... How did he end up becoming a hero on his own..."

"Let's go."

Xiao Xiao patted Han Yimo on the back, then signaled to Lin Qin with her eyes. Together with Jin Yuanxun, they moved their feet and left the scene before the numerous "supporters" arrived.

Then, the fragments on the ground shifted slightly, as if an invisible figure was slowly sitting down.

"Have a seat," Zhao Yisheng said. "Still feeling dizzy?"

"I'm okay, just that all the holes on my face are bleeding," Ren Hou replied.

After hearing that, Zhao Yisheng reached out with his invisible hand to touch his own eyes, then lightly pinched with his fingers and realized he was bleeding too.

"What can I say..." Zhao Yisheng sighed. "Luckily, I can't see it, or it would be terrifying. This amount of bleeding doesn't look like it's from conjunctivitis on the eye surface—it seems more like hemorrhage from deeper eye issues... Especially since the blood is flowing out..."

"You're a doctor, right?" Ren Hou asked, slowly sitting down among the fragments. The many pursuers howled past, but coincidentally, none of them collided with the two.

"Oh, but not in ophthalmology—it's neurology," Zhao Yisheng said, stretching his limbs in the vacant area and feeling an indescribable sense of relaxation.

"Sounds impressive," Ren Hou said. "Are you a very famous neurologist?"

"'Famous'...?" Zhao Yisheng sounded like he was laughing. "'Famous' is such a scary word. A lot of people seek you out because you're famous enough to help, but if you can't meet their demands, 'famous' becomes their best weapon to insult you."

"That makes sense—every field has its own troubles, right?"

"I don't know what troubles other neurologists have," Zhao Yisheng said with a bitter laugh. "But for me, every craniotomy is a challenge, especially figuring out how to remove the bone flap. It takes so much energy and time, and some special surgeries require the patient to be awake during the craniotomy. The prolonged cutting has a huge psychological and mental impact on them. I often think, if I had some kind of superpower... Oh, never mind..."

Zhao Yisheng chuckled. "Now, it's all just regret."

"You're a good person, Doctor," Ren Hou said, changing the subject.

"Hmm...?"

"Everyone's 'scent' comes from their obsessions in life," Ren Hou said gravely. "Yours isn't about seeking wealth or pleasure—it's just wanting to improve efficiency in craniotomies and reduce patients' pain. The word 'Li Xi' alone proves you're a good person."

"'Li Xi'..." Zhao Yisheng sighed. "Yeah, what a perfect ability for surgery... It could easily remove someone's skull cap, incise the dura mater... Even shatter stones in other departments. Too bad I won't have the chance anymore."

"No, you do have a chance," Ren Hou said. "Today, you cut open the skull of the entire 'Zhong Yan Zhi Di.' It's time to treat the long-accumulated illness in this place."

"Ha..." Zhao Yisheng turned to look at Ren Hou and saw that Ren Hou had already revealed his form.

He glanced down at himself and realized he had also lost his "invisibility." Meanwhile, Bai Hu had noticed the two sitting among the fragments and looked extremely furious. He then led the crowd of "participants" toward them.

"You're young, kid— what's your line of work?" Zhao Yisheng asked casually.

"I'm a frustrated stage magician," Ren Hou said. "Unfortunately, 'stage magic' wasn't popular in my era—people preferred 'close-up magic.'"

"Oh...?" Zhao Yisheng sounded puzzled. "Is there such a clear distinction?"

Ren Hou slowly stood up to face Bai Hu and the group of "supporters."

"It's fine, I'm content," Ren Hou said with a smile. "Because today, I performed the greatest magic of my life."

"Yeah..." Zhao Yisheng nodded. "We should all be content..."

As he spoke, Bai Hu approached with full murderous intent.

In a massive explosion, the two lives flickered and vanished like stars in an instant.

They departed quietly, as if they had never been on this land at all.