Chapter 137
The sudden realization of the world’s truth and understanding that he could become just another lost possibility at any moment was no less shocking than discovering oneself as a disposable side character meant to power up the protagonist, rather than being the main character of a young adult story as initially believed.
While some might find this reality devastating, it didn’t negatively impact Bai Yi’s spirit at all. Instead, he became more excited. It felt like discovering an intriguing hard mode after playing through what seemed to be an overly simple game. Even his seemingly boring role as a savior had become interesting.
“My existence is an eternal surprise – that’s what life is,” he mused.
On his way home, Bai Yi casually flipped through his birthday gift – not the diary from Bai Xin, but rather a collector’s edition poetry anthology from the old director. Seeing the marketing tagline “Essential Inspirational Poems for Today’s Youth” on the cover, he suspected this was exactly why the director had bought it.
The director, unsure of what children liked these days and having never noticed any particular preferences from Bai Yi, always gave him such positive, uplifting gifts. Perhaps her lingering memories of his past made her worry about his emotional state?
As Bai Yi leafed through the anthology, that line caught his eye immediately. He recited it softly, feeling a peculiar emotion. It was indeed a good poem.
The thought passed quickly as the visible countdown reminded him to take action, even if it meant making moves that might seem extreme to ordinary people. After all, he aimed to become the most extraordinary version of Bai Yi.
Just then, Bai Yi sensed something. A distant connection gently touched his consciousness – countless surging waves of faith. If previously they had merely flowed around him like quiet streams, now they were boiling and churning.
“This level of intensity rivals a major ceremony,” he thought.