Guiding the fate apostles to the path forward,
Granting them the power to grow stronger, the ability to banish evil,
Leading them to awaken and step into a new world,
Though not a mentor, more than a mentor.
Fang You felt that calling himself this was perfectly fine... mainly because the title "Savior" was a bit embarrassing, and he felt he was far from it at this moment.
Calling himself a "Salvation Player" was acceptable, but Savior? Immense pressure.
His organization only had three people.
One elite general.
One remote support.
One fresh, adorable newbie.
As for mentor...
"I possess the ability to replicate apostles. Perhaps one day, I will truly become a... Fate Mentor, who commands countless paths."
As for now?
Tired, it's late, time to sleep.
Before sleeping, Fang You habitually picked up his phone, swiping with familiarity—he wanted to sleep, but couldn't control his hand.
His hand swiped open his phone, and he tapped on An Jianyou's status panel.
"An Jianyou"
"Physique: 1.5"
"Spirit: 1.6→1.7"
"Mystery: 0.19"
"Talent: Eye of Insight"
"Skill: Gu Yu (Beginner·33%)"
"Status: Exhausted"
He glanced at her diary again.
This girl's condition seemed okay?
Looking at the description of the Gu Yu skill, and imagining its notoriously difficult learning process, Fang You thought she'd look vacant and utterly drained.
But she wasn't.
Perhaps it wasn't as arduous as his learning of Palm Thunder.
This must be innate talent, damn it!
Alas, tired, time to sleep.
Staying up late is bad for health.
…
An Jianyou lay in bed, unable to sleep in any position.
Perhaps it was insomnia, too many things had happened today.
And she,
her body was damp with sweat, and from being scared earlier. An Jianyou was both lingering in fear and brimming with excitement.
She truly couldn't sleep, and the sticky feeling on her body was unbearable.
After lying down for a while and her strength gradually returning, An Jianyou got up and walked into the bathroom, filling the bathtub with water—at this point, she could barely stand, so sitting down to wash was her only option.
Water gushed out, and mist gradually filled the spacious bathroom.
An Jianyou put on her clothes and walked in. Her body below her neck was concealed by the pervasive holy light. Soon, her entire body was submerged, leaving only her head above the water, her mouth bubbling.
"Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I must go to that special space to cultivate."
She was afraid when she thought of it. That place was truly super, super terrifying!
But she wouldn't really get hurt or die.
That was enough.
She couldn't let her mentor's expectations go to waste.
An Jianyou clenched her fists secretly. Although she was scared, she had to press on!
But she was still very scared!
"No, I can't bring shame to the organization."
"Mentor said that only when I truly learn the means to eliminate evil will I be an official member of the organization."
"Our organization must have a lot of powerful seniors, An Jianyou, you have to work hard too."
"Oh right, I asked how to address mentor, but I forgot to ask for our organization's name."
The organization's tenet was to save a world on the brink of collapse, but it must have a name.
They couldn't just call it "the organization" all the time.
An organization like ours might have a long history, silently protecting human society from ancient times to the present.
An Jianyou felt she had discovered the truth.
After all, if mentor could bestow extraordinary abilities with a mere wave of his hand, such miraculous and great power must have nurtured many strong individuals. Perhaps the organization had left legends throughout history and around the world.
Only the organization could deal with those terrifying behemoths.
An Jianyou thought of today, the monster on the overgrown road.
And even more terrifyingly, the dozens of meters long monster clinging to the skyscraper, and the hundreds of meters long shadow lurking beneath the river.
These…
Thinking that the organization's strong members might be fighting these monsters somewhere, An Jianyou was no longer afraid.
She hoped to see more people in the organization, so her current goal was to become stronger and possess the power to eliminate evil.
An Jianyou touched her eyes and looked around. She didn't have a status panel to look at, but she could still clearly feel the changes in herself.
She had already learned some of those techniques and understood her eyes much better.
How to turn them off, how to turn them on, how to distinguish whether evil had entered the real world or was still lurking beneath reality in that unnameable gray realm.
She had gained some understanding.
She also understood her difference from others. Her eyes affected her surroundings. Many evils had not yet manifested, remaining in another world, but as long as they were near her, they would exist between reality and unreality.
They could be real.
Or they could not be.
It depended on her 'thought,' a thought she couldn't control before, but now she could manage to some extent. An Jianyou had already made a great effort to 'close' her eyes.
She could sleep well tonight… if she wasn't sleepless.
"By the time I learn that technique, will I be able to control these eyes properly?"
"Then I'll go deal with the evil."
She hadn't forgotten that her mentor had said the abilities granted to her were an advance payment. But even without that caveat, she would still go.
Eliminating evil was her duty.
Youyou, charge ahead!
…
"Charge, charge, charge!"
At four in the morning, Fang You woke up.
He had dreamed of becoming an unparalleled master, stepping on nine-colored auspicious clouds, and with his sword, slaying nine-star evils. When the boss fight was over and he was about to be surrounded by beautiful women, he woke up.
He was still a weakling upon waking.
But he couldn't sleep anymore. His energy was unusually high now.
"Time to cultivate. I'll practice Palm Thunder, exercise my body, and strive to get a few skills to the Master level as soon as possible."
Brother Black Blade must have already started training. The new girl, An Jianyou, was still asleep, but with her innate talent, she would soon be a skilled demon slayer.
Although his role was super long-range tactical support, he... couldn't slack off.
As a mentor, he couldn't be outdone.
Fang You extended his hand, palm facing upwards, holding his left wrist with his right hand, and with a thought...
Sizzle~!
Azure blue arcs of lightning emerged from his fingertips and quickly converged in his palm. A ball of blue lightning crackled and pulsed.
It illuminated the night, but quickly dissipated.
Fang You shook his hand. It felt neither sore nor numb.
"With my current stamina, I can only use Palm Thunder twice and a half at most. It takes about an hour to recover the stamina consumed."
This was something he had tried yesterday.
And today, "Master-level Palm Thunder is used more skillfully, the lightning converges faster, and the destructive power should also increase somewhat."
But he couldn't verify the destructive power. He couldn't just unleash a Palm Thunder at a wall.
"There's also the base module."
"Yesterday, with An Jianyou and the Savior's authority, I completely forgot about the base I was looking forward to."
This wouldn't do.
My apologies, Base Brother.
It's not that I'm a fickle person, it's just that the new apostles are too appealing.
He opened the game's main interface.