Mingchao: The Survival Journey of a Comedian

Chapter 11 Is it my fault?



Chapter 11 Is it my fault?

Feeling his hand being tightly gripped, he turned his head slightly to look at the person holding him tightly beside him. He remained silent for a long while, but in the end, he let the other person do as they pleased.

"Geshu... Xiaobai..."

"Listen to me... Why don't you treat your own wounds first?"

"I'm a little scared looking at this..."

Because his physical body was reassembled, the system generously shielded him from pain, stating that if it hadn't helped block the pain, he probably would have screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Having lost the ability to feel pain, he naturally had the leisure to take a look at the general beside him.

Oh, even though he's a six-year-old general

I remember that the PV was the only one that made me watch it even slightly. In the game, it inexplicably looked really cool, so naturally I started to like it.

But now... don't be fooled by the fact that he's lying on the ground perfectly fine, expressionless, and even occasionally showing concern for the little person next to him.

But in reality, his heart was nearly broken—once he learned the other person's identity, he could understand everything that had happened along the way.

Oh~ Now that the other party has regained their strength, can I still stay by their side as a useless nobody?

Hopefully, he won't kill himself, right? After all, he's already risked his life so much.

"……it is good"

He reluctantly veered a little further away, watching the little white ball of fur silently tend to its wound. He decided it was best he didn't know the other's identity.

How can he look the other person in the eye like that?!

Seeing that the other person's wounds had finally stopped bleeding, he breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at his own body.

Yes, that's good, the wound has begun to heal.

"……Thanks"

I was lying on the ground looking at the stars in the sky when I suddenly heard the person next to me thank me.

The person squatted on the ground, looking at me with some unease in their eyes. When they saw me looking at them, they even looked away.

"???"

Is this still the same arrogant little brat who always had a cold face towards him?

Feeling a little scared, I quickly tapped the system.

"System! Come out! I'm a little scared... What's wrong with them?"

"Why does it suddenly feel like someone else has swapped my clothes?"

The being in his mind responded quickly, but its tone inexplicably became somewhat strange.

"I thought the host knew he was disciplining the other person~ I didn't expect it to be an unintentional act~"

He felt his world was full of question marks and expressed strong dissatisfaction with the words the system uttered.

"What do you mean? I treated him like a child! And now Thomas is telling me that he went head-to-head with the Lord of the Formless Flame?"

"And what the hell is this 'training' thing?! I'm a perfectly normal person!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

The system's perfunctory words made him feel even more powerless, like a virgin who had never even left her home being slandered and defiled.

"Stop going over the details, just tell me what's going on? I'm getting scared."

The system's cold, mechanical voice distorted once again at that moment.

"I'm scared~ Why didn't I think of that when I treated others like that back then~"

"Now that I've almost maxed out your favorability, you're getting scared~"

"Oh dear... so many times you risked your life to save me, so many times you took such good care of me..."

The other person's sarcastic remarks sent chills down his spine, making his hair stand on end. He strongly urged the other person to speak properly.

"Be normal, this weird, sarcastic tone is practically overflowing the screen."

The system didn't seem to care about anything, only leaving him with a final response.

"The person in front of you is perfectly normal; there's absolutely no evidence of soul-swapping or anything like that."

"Perhaps my body has reverted to that of a six-year-old due to the power, and my mind has become more childlike as well."

"As for the real reason, that's up to you."

Seeing that no matter how he called out to the system, it wouldn't come out, he was at a loss and could only watch the overly obedient and sensible person next to him break out in a cold sweat.

However, his body recovered quickly. After a few hours, he could feel that he could control his hands and feet again. He tried to move them and then rolled over to someone's side.

"..."

"..."

Feeling a little awkward, he blinked, met those golden eyes, and changed the subject.

"How about... you help me up?"

Ge Shulin looked at the person beside him, then at the still-healing wounds on that person's body, and pondered for a moment. He then very carefully helped the person up.

After sitting up, he stared at the person who was protecting him like a treasure, and suddenly missed the person from before.

"...Little White."

"I'm not actually that fragile... I can still live after taking a few knife wounds, right?"

You look so unfamiliar to me.

Seeing the incomprehension in the other person's eyes, Mo Wunian sighed and tugged at the other person's sleeve.

I still prefer your rebellious self from back then.

Although the only PV I vaguely remembered didn't reveal much about the other character's personality, judging from the description and his combat strength—he was definitely a proud and aloof general.

This was roughly how we interacted in the early stages, but I don't know why it suddenly changed like this.

This has absolutely nothing to do with him!

"..."

Ge Shulin could sense that the sudden wariness around him was related to their knowledge of his true identity. He wanted to say something, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to speak.

Seeing that the person in front of him remained silent, he began to consider whether he should change how he addressed them.

So he patted the other person's hand, and only spoke slowly when he saw those golden eyes looking at him.

"Um...should I change how I address you?"

“Geshu…”

Before he could finish speaking, the other person placed a finger on his lips, stopping him from uttering the words he was about to say.

"Need not"

"Just call me Xiaobai like before."

Left with no other choice, he had to swallow back what he wanted to say and revert to his previous form of address.

"noob……"

"I am here"

This is really bad! A little wolf cub has turned into a puppy!

He's guilty! Could it be that he really messed up someone else's character's personality?

Forget it, it's definitely not his fault. He was just doing what an adult should do, how can you blame him?

He glanced at the sky again; the night was almost over, and dawn was just around the corner. He turned to look at Geshulin, who remained squatting motionless beside him, guessing he hadn't eaten for quite some time.

Anyway, he finished the potion not long ago and didn't need to eat anymore; even if he did, food wouldn't taste like anything. He searched his spatial storage but only found wild berries.

"..."

It seems like I picked them myself a month ago; thankfully, this space has an automatic preservation function.

He wiped it clean and handed it to the other person, then prepared to check the reward the system had recently sent out.

Before he could even open the system panel, it was shoved into his hand by someone familiar. Looking into those determined and stubborn eyes, he was now caught in a dilemma.

Suddenly, he felt that losing his memory wasn't so bad; that way, he could still see the other person as that little brat from back then.

"You eat, I have already attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven, I no longer need to eat."

"Otherwise, how come I was following you around 360 degrees without any blind spots when you were throwing a tantrum..."

"..."

Why does my mouth always spout nonsense? I should probably get it cut off!

It must be because he overused his skills that his IQ dropped!

Watching the figure turn its back to him, pack up the things, and leave, he felt a pang of conscience and immense unease.

So, feeling somewhat apologetic, I opened the system panel and clicked on the introduction to the Resonance Operation Manual.

"So, it turns out that by cultivating immortality to a certain stage in Mingchao, one can resonate with all things..."

"That's awesome?"

After reading the introduction, he felt a golden light emanate from his body—as if he were about to ascend the throne.

(Resonance Operation Manual: After cultivation, one can gradually resonate with all things in the world and draw upon their power to aid oneself)

If he completes another mission and gains frequency control, the combination of these two skills would be incredibly powerful.

Thinking back to that previous task, and then looking at the person who was now following him closely—you should have completed that task.

"System, system. I should have completed this task by now, right?"

"Why haven't they sent out the rewards yet?"

The system's familiar voice rang out, but it rejected him without hesitation.

"Please focus on the key point—[Take care of the other party as always]."

"Host, examine your conscience. Did you really do it?"

"..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight, but we will either perish in silence or erupt in silence!

"It wasn't me... Which eye of yours saw that I didn't treat him the same way as before?"

"May I be struck by lightning if I don't have it!"

Just then, a clap of thunder sounded outside. He shivered instantly and looked up at the sky in disbelief.

"What? This is some kind of supernatural force?"

There's a sense of powerlessness that you can't simply slap someone.

Seeing this, the system chuckled and joked, and a clown emoji instantly appeared on the blue screen.

"...Alright, alright."

"I admit I was a little scared after I found out he was that person, but I was still sincere towards him!"

"But... once you know the truth, your attitude will change to some extent! You can't do this!"

"System...I know you're the best, but you can't do this!"

Driven by a desire to become stronger, they resorted to any means necessary, even resorting to moral blackmail against the system. The whining and whining annoyed the system, so it waved its hand, and the mission objectives changed once again.

"Ding! The mission target has been changed due to unreliability."

"The other person seems to have some unresolved issues, and as a good modern young person, I naturally can't bear to see the person around me feeling down."

"Task Change: Resolve the other party's inner conflict"

"Rewards remain unchanged"

Okay! From this moment on, this system is his godfather. From now on, if anyone dares to compete with him, he'll be the first to rush in!

Just as he was pondering this task, he suddenly felt the area where he was lying darken considerably. Looking up, he saw Geshulin quietly watching him.

Her eyelashes fluttered, her gaze lingered on him for a long time, and she spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.

"I tidied up the inside a bit; it looks like it's going to rain outside too."

"Do you want to come in?"

He glanced at the pitch-black sky and the bolt of lightning that had struck not long ago. Since his injuries were almost healed, he stretched out his hand.

"Come on, give me a hand."

Finally, he was pulled up by both hands—forgetting that our dear general is only six years old.

Sitting inside, the room was very well tidied up. There was almost no sign of dirt or mess.


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