The second day, night.
With only twenty-five action points remaining, Ah Miao initiated another meeting.
When her face appeared on the screen before everyone, everyone in the Xishu Divine Teaching was concerned about her.
"Ah Miao, what’s wrong with you?"
Xiaowu was actually in a worse condition than Ah Miao.
His skin was scalded, with many blisters and boils, but he was the first to wake from his despondency and immediately inquire about Ah Miao’s condition.
"Damn it, Ah Miao, Xiaowu, what happened to you two? Did the bastard next door bully you?" Wu Xiangjiao angrily said.
Although Wu Xiangjiao had begun to detest women, he did not dislike Ah Miao. He knew how difficult things were for her.
Wen Xishu had not been around for long, just a few days, but those willing to share their unseemly pasts with each other always quickly became friends.
Just like Wen Xishu and Tang Rui, exchanging the past could rapidly enhance their relationship.
"Ah Miao! Don’t harm yourself! Although these wounds won’t return with us, if you die in Deceit Tower, you’ll die in reality too! You’re not alone, you have us!"
Wen Xiangge was extremely distressed.
Wen Xishu could even see the anxious thoughts floating above Wen Xiangge’s head.
He was genuinely surprised.
Because this cult leader-like character was so different from the image he had in his mind.
This person genuinely cared for these people.
A reformed convict, a woman with a terminal illness, a lazy petty thief, and a lecturer with a truly kind heart despite his own misfortunes.
These people had become each other’s support in times of despair.
Wen Xishu suddenly felt it was somewhat unreal.
The people he encountered in the last Deceit Tower rest area were, to say, all evil. Even Zheng Zai had some psychopathic traits.
He found it reasonable; this was how Tower Climbers in the Deceit Tower should be.
But in the bunker, there was another group of people who, though unfortunate, retained an inherent goodness.
They were truly weak, so weak that a little kindness could rekindle their hope for survival.
When the epidemic broke out on the first and second floors of the bunker, the higher-ups chose to block the ascending passage, leaving many people to wait for death.
Wen Xishu was not aiming to save others; he was aiming to save himself. Yet, even so, when everyone learned they would survive, they still remembered him. They even saw him as a faith.
Ah Miao spoke:
"It’s okay, it’s okay... Don’t worry about me. Hey, I succeeded in persuading that person to leave the apartment, which is worth celebrating. By the way, I have a question. Do you know about the invitation?"
Wen Xiangge, Xiaowu, and Wu Xiangjiao all shook their heads, looking somewhat bewildered at Ah Miao.
Only Wen Xishu’s heart stirred:
"You... got the invitation?"
"Ah Shu, do you know about the invitation?" Ah Miao looked at Wen Xishu.
Wen Xishu nodded:
"Yes, I know. With the invitation, you’ll receive an additional task, but correspondingly, you might also unlock higher-level rewards. It’s a good thing. You’ll know the specifics once you get the invitation."
Wen Xishu had a bit of understanding.
Ah Miao, like him, had successfully sent away the neighbor, and in perfect condition.
At the same time, Ah Miao’s neighbor, that comedian, also had the potential to evolve into a prefix trickster.
This really surprised Wen Xishu.
Not Venerable Wen, not Xiaowu, and not Wu Xiangjiao... The one Wen Xishu thought had the least potential in the team, Ah Miao, actually made a highlight move at a critical moment.
This was truly unimaginable for Wen Xishu.
The original plan was to use this meeting to find out, based on everyone’s feedback, the remaining two out of the seven with trickster potential.
He wanted all three invitations for himself. But now, it’s different. Now, one of the remaining two trickster potentials had been found by Ah Miao.
At the same time, he had to face a possibility that Ah Miao might join him to the Desire Tower rest area. Teaming up to go to the Desire Tower was really a first-time experience.
Would this expose more of his secrets? Should he... find a way for Ah Miao to die here?
That thought flashed by but was quickly dismissed by Wen Xishu.
Because all four of them were doing the same thing, clasping their hands together, thanking Wen Xishu softly.
The lord who blessed them.
Although it was just a concept, an idol without substance, not the real him.
But Wen Xishu still felt a very slight emotional ripple:
"Forget it, after midnight when action points are restored, I’ll do a small test on Ah Miao... If she can pass, I’ll help her once."
Wen Xishu said:
"Xiaowu, Xiangjiao, Venerable, are you three doing okay?"
The three began to tell their situations, starting with Xiaowu, whose skin had many boils from scalds.
Xiaowu said he found it hard to overcome that feeling of inferiority and needed to constantly cleanse and purify himself.
After listening, Wen Xishu knew this person was actually unusable. Extreme inferiority was more terrifying than arrogance.
"Xiaowu, all your actions are canceled. From now on, you’ll be responsible for just one thing, opening the meeting at a fixed time every day. All your action points will be used to open the meeting to save time for others."
"You’re very ugly... Your current appearance makes me feel disgusted. If you continue to bathe in hot water, causing any change in your body, I’ll consider persuading everyone to abandon you."