Chapter 701: He Looks Like a Teacher

A sentence from Siwei Jiejie caused the scent on Wan Bobo to change repeatedly.

His expression mirrored the scent on his body: first, he stared at Siwei Jiejie for a long time, then quickly lowered his head and pondered something.

“You’re right… In this ‘family,’ each of us… should be able to stand on our own.”

It was as if he had remembered something, so he stepped outside the door and addressed everyone:

“Everyone, I’ve already confirmed with this child that none of you are ‘Qingxiangzhe.’”

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd fell silent for a few seconds before erupting into a noisy chaos.

“What do you mean?!” a newly arrived young man asked.

“It means that no one gets a reward today,” Wan Bobo said.

“We’ve got so many people here—can’t we get any food?!”

“Are you guys trying to trick us?”

“I think I smell pretty good myself! Make that kid check me again!”

Voices piped up from all directions, and I recognized that feeling—it was the kind that leads straight to an argument.

If they all ganged up on Wan Bobo, he wouldn't be able to defend himself and might even get beaten.

Wan Bobo took a deep breath, about to speak, when I suddenly froze.

The scent had arrived.

That wonderful fresh fragrance on him appeared!

“Quiet!!”

A massive voice boomed out, silencing everyone. I was so startled that I clapped my hands over my ears.

It wasn't just us who were shocked—the owner of the voice, Wan Bobo himself, was taken aback too.

But he quickly steadied his scent and began addressing the crowd:

“Everyone, you’ve probably noticed that my voice has changed. That’s my ability, called ‘Kuoshen.’”

He cleared his throat and stood directly in front of the group.

“Though my ability seems completely useless, I know I’m just an ordinary guide. You all are the ‘future.’”

“So, my ability might be totally pointless for this land, but as a ‘Yinluzhe,’ it’s just right.”

Hearing Wan Bobo’s booming voice, no one dared to interrupt; they all quieted down to listen.

“Some of you know me, some don’t. My name is Wan Cai, but that doesn’t matter at all. You can call me A or B, or even A Tongmu or Astro Boy—none of it matters. But what I want to ask you now is, what’s most important?”

Everyone listened quietly, and no one answered.

I suddenly thought Wan Bobo was like a teacher. Our teacher would suddenly ask questions during class, and the daydreaming kids would jump in surprise.

“The important thing is earning… No, escaping!”

Wan Bobo continued loudly.

“But to put it another way, ‘escaping’ and ‘earning money’ are essentially the same. Without someone to lead you, you’d just be fumbling around here until you die. For example, if you find a hundred yuan on the street, you wouldn’t stop to think about the owner’s name—that’s what I mean. So my name is irrelevant. You just need to know I’m a ‘Yinluzhe,’ a ‘Wusizhe,’ someone ready to lead you all out.”

At that moment, everyone’s scents were complicated—they were doubtful.

“But…” a young man said, “do you know what’s going on in this place? Why are we all gathered here?”

“I don’t know. The rules I know are the same as yours: first, we have to ‘survive’ here, so I’ve prepared plenty of food for everyone. Second, each of us might gain a ‘super ability,’ so I’ve arranged for an examiner.”

Wan Bobo pointed at me.

“That child’s ‘super ability’ is to detect if others have a ‘super ability,’ which is why I had you all come up to him one by one. But unfortunately, no one has awakened today, so no one gets a reward.”

“We only came because we heard there was food here,” a chubby young man said. “Are you just lying to us? Playing games?”

I could clearly sense the angry scent on that person, but Wan Bobo just smiled in response.

“Hello.” Wan Bobo turned off his ‘Kuoshen’ and spoke in a normal voice. “Everyone behind this young man, please step aside to both sides.”

“Behind?”

The crowd looked at their positions and then moved apart, clearing a path behind the young man who had asked the question.

“What’s this about?” the chubby young man asked.

“Please leave,” Wan Bobo said.

“Leave…?” The chubby young man hesitated. “What do you mean? Didn’t you invite us here?”

“Let me reiterate to everyone: we’re not some team or organization—we’re a ‘family.’ Anyone who doesn’t trust me can leave right now.” Wan Bobo’s tone was very serious. “I won’t force anyone. I need you all to stay here willingly and with full trust. This young man doesn’t believe me, so he can go.”

The atmosphere was strangely tense. The chubby young man suddenly felt put on the spot.

“Make me leave…?” His face turned red. “Then aren’t you a fraud? Why did you call us here?”

“Are you saying I’m a fraud?” Wan Bobo laughed again. “Alright, young man, shout it out loud—what have I tricked you out of? Money or ‘jade,’ food or possessions? We’re all standing here, so let’s hear it.”

The chubby young man hesitated again, freezing under the gaze of everyone.

“I… I…”

“Young man, not only am I providing food for free, but I’m also teaching you an important lesson, letting you know the rules of this place right away,” Wan Bobo said earnestly. “Have you ever met anyone more selfless than me?”

Seeing the chubby young man at a loss for words, Wan Bobo pressed on: “All of you, tell me together—have I tricked you out of anything?”

A few seconds later, a middle-aged woman said, “No.”

“I can’t hear you,” Wan Bobo said.

“No!” several people shouted at once.

“I still can’t hear you!!” Wan Bobo yelled.

“No!!” countless people shouted.

Wan Bobo turned back and looked at the chubby young man again: “Please leave.”

After thinking it over, the chubby young man finally said, “I’m not leaving. I want to see what you’re up to.”