It was unclear whether Mo Jue had absolute confidence in Mo Xing's strength or if his inherent slowness meant he simply didn't realize it. In any case, all his previous actions against Mo Xing had been crude and direct.
To Luo Qi, those actions were like a child's malicious pranks – vicious enough, but simple.
Whether it was trying to persuade Lei Wa or later instigating challenges against Luo Qi, his intentions were obvious.
But this time was different. Everything about it revealed a meticulousness that was entirely new.
Why were those children and the person in front of him being manipulated by Mo Jue?
How could he be so sure that Luo Qi would walk over to that mecha?
And why was he suddenly so cautious, making the entire incident seem unrelated to him?
Luo Qi frowned, feeling as though something was missing. Had Mo Jue found a helper? Who could possess such ability?
Suddenly, the man in the hat standing to the side let out a sharp cry.
Luo Qi looked over abruptly. The man was clutching his head with both hands, his hat having fallen off due to his violent movements. He seemed to be in immense pain.
His face contorted in agony, as if he could no longer endure it. He knelt on the ground, cradling his head, his teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound.
Luo Qi quickly knelt down to check on him. The man was covered in cold sweat and didn't appear to be faking it.
"What's wrong?" Luo Qi placed a hand on his shoulder. The body beneath his palm trembled violently, and then Luo Qi saw the man in the hat lift his head, his eyes vacant.
Sweat beaded on his forehead, but his eyes were filled with confusion, as if he had no idea he had just been suffering from a near-death headache.
"Where is this? Who are you?"
Luo Qi frowned. "You don't remember?"
The man's brow furrowed even more than Luo Qi's. "I think I was in class, and then... Who are you? Did you kidnap me?"
Luo Qi's mouth twitched.
The man in the hat looked around and immediately noticed the fat spider perched on his shoulder. He let out a piercing scream, so sharp it pierced Luo Qi's eardrums, making his head buzz. "Why is there a spider here! Help!"
His shoulders were uneven, one hunched and the other slumped, as if he feared the spider on his shoulder would make another move. He frantically urged Luo Qi to take the fat spider away.
Luo Qi carefully observed the young man's expression. His demeanor was a mixture of terror and confusion, and he seemed genuinely surprised by his current predicament.
Luo Qi sighed. If this was all an act, he felt this person didn't need to attend any academy; he should just pack up and debut.
Reluctantly, he cradled the fat spider in his hands. The young man's throat was already hoarse from shouting. Seeing the spider lying peacefully in Luo Qi's hands, he swallowed his scream.
"Ahhhhhh— *cough cough*, this is your spider? How did you train it? It's so obedient!
Can you train anything else besides spiders? I've had dreams too, but I failed when I tried to train dogs."
Luo Qi: "..." Was this person a bit... slow?
It seemed he wouldn't get any more useful information from the man. Luo Qi stopped talking to him and turned to leave.
The man behind him followed, still chattering incessantly and hoping Luo Qi would impart some "beast-taming experience."
The young man, who seemed to have unlocked some strange attribute after losing his memory, pursued Luo Qi all the way to his dormitory building, only giving up when he couldn't enter.
Luo Qi's expression was grim. He couldn't fathom what was happening. Had Mo Jue used some secret technique of the Mo clan?
But what kind of secret technique could erase someone's memory so completely?
Although the young man had lost his memory, his thinking seemed relatively normal; his brain hadn't simply been damaged.
These matters were like a tangled mess, missing a crucial thread. Luo Qi, not being a mental strategist like Ye Mu, found his thoughts wandering further and further astray, causing him immense distress.
Luo Qi trudged back to his dormitory and threw himself onto the bed as soon as he opened the door.
It was class time, and He Ning and He Yuan were both attending classes. The entire dormitory building was silent.
In such quiet, Luo Qi felt even more agitated.
The only clue he had was now gone. Even if he knew Mo Jue was behind the mischief, he was powerless. Even if he reported it to the school or Ye Yun, Mo Jue couldn't be punished.
Luo Qi rolled back and forth on his pillow, two tufts of his hair sticking up, looking dazed.
If he told Cesi, Mo Jue could be dealt with directly, but that would undoubtedly involve simpler and more brutal methods, leading to a true interstellar war.
Luo Qi's thoughts raced wildly. If he were lucky enough to transmigrate back and say he had witnessed an interstellar battlefield, he'd probably be locked up in a mental hospital.
The fat spider watched Luo Qi from the side of the pillow, hopping around with his movements, its eight legs almost twisted together.
Luo Qi found it amusing and extended a finger to press on the fat spider's back. "You think that Mo Jue really found a helper? Who is so powerful?"
"No."
Luo Qi froze. "Brother 1, you're back? Was the process of releasing your body smooth?"
111 had been absent for the past few days, and Luo Qi guessed it must have been eagerly anticipating its synthetic body.
111's voice was serious as it spoke. "Mo Jue did find a helper, but it's not someone from the Mo Xing."
Luo Qi blinked. "What does that mean?"
111 said, "I returned to headquarters a few days ago. Besides me, another system has appeared in this timeline."
Luo Qi: "!!!"
Connecting this with what 111 had just said, "Is that system now by Mo Jue's side?"
But, "Why?"
Luo Qi had been chosen by the main system to come here because he had died in his original world. But Mo Jue was a native "modern person."
Could such a situation also bind with a system?
Luo Qi knew that 111's main system was very mysterious, with many different branches and tasks. What was Mo Jue's system here to do?
111's tone was one of disgust. "It's no proper system, just a defective product ordered for destruction by the main system."
The main system space had strict assessments for systems. Every system underwent pre-employment training before binding with a host.
If a prospective system showed it was unsuitable for binding with a host, or could not fully implement the commands issued by the main system, it would be destroyed.
Just like 111, no matter how much they appeared to be like a clear-thinking human or other life form, they were actually just a pile of data constantly analyzing and responding.
"Then what is its purpose here? Why is it helping Mo Jue?"
111 paused for a few seconds before replying, "It wants to subvert the world."