Chapter 218 - The Importance Of Being A Good Person

Cheng Xiu fell down onto the bed and closed her eyes.

She thought the day over.

The Debate Meet was over for the day but there were other arrangements that they had to do, like prepare the venue for the next day because the Event was going to start in the morning unlike today, which was in the afternoon.

They noted down the names of the students who would want to participate in the Debate the next day and everyone were given only 10 minutes. Which turned the entire competition into a race against time.

But it was understandable of course. Zhang Yui had thought that there would not be that many people interested in such events and Miss Bo had agreed. That was why the Debate was arranged in the afternoon and everything turned so wacky.

Cheng Xiu sighed. She wished she was there when they made that decision. She could have told them the truth: Almost everyone in St Andre's only joined it to become the best. Why else would people pay absurd amount of money to go to the college? Why would there be so many honour students in it? Why would so many in their country try to get into it?

Everyone wants to be the best.

And most of the people in the college would want to join the fun.

The only reason why there were not many people that day was because the departments that were participating were not that interested in the innovation sides.

But from the next day onwards things would be even more hectic than it already was. Because St Andre's did not have the Bachelors of Sciences as its biggest focus. Its main attraction was its various Engineering departments. And the next day onwards they would start along with the senior years of the BSc Batch.

Cheng Xiu's heart started to thump hard against her rib-cage.

She held the clothes in that area and suppressed a giggle. It was going to be so much fun!

She sighed and got up. She tried to pace around the room but her restlessness did not go away.

It was only after taking a bath that she returned to a calmer mindset.

She laid back down onto her bed and stared at the ceiling.

There were no thoughts going through her mind, just a simple flow of fleeting emotions.

She felt like she was resting her mind after far too long.

The constant gaming was taking a lot of thought process on her part but Cheng Xiu still could not give it up. In fact, she seemed to have become even more addicted to it for the strain it put her thoughts and emotions in.

She sighed again and took out her Fold Device. It was only 5:45 PM. She still had 45 minutes. She did not put down the Fold again and simply sat properly on her desk to look into the gaming mechanisms of the Other World and everything associated with it.

It was the best way to spend time when she did not want to study.

Cheng Xiu read many of the articles that were associated with the game and the various copyrights that the game company had bought so that they could use them in the game.

The Reptile carts were small elements of the Game. There were also touring areas in the Game called as Pocket Dungeons that were used to go sight-seeing.

Pocket Dungeons were basically areas that were basically recreated scenes from movies and books. It was one of the reasons that the game could become so popular. It had something for even the Non-gamers. All they had to do was use real world currency to buy the virtual tickets and they could see and interact with their favourite scenes in books, moives, stories and series.

Cheng Xiu looked over at the myriad list of names of books and movies that were bought by the gaming company.

She had a question: where did all the money to buy these things come from?

Cheng Xiu had briefly speculated that the AI of the game was self-aware to the extent that she should probably not be and that it was the only one who was controlling the game or that if there were humans, those humans were only in-charge of smaller details. The AI would control everything else. but if that was the case, then why would it need so much of real world money? What would an AI need to build that-

Cheng Xiu frowned. Could the AI also build its own server? Is that even possible? If that was so, then it meant the AI had the power to change its server location right? Or was she thinking too much again?

She let out a sigh. She was thinking like those conspiracy at the moment.

She was about close the Fold when something fell into her sight.

[The (Financial) History of The Other World.]

Cheng Xiu clicked on it.

There were not much details on it. Just something about the creator of the game, the game's beta version and some miscellaneous facts like the works that the game had bought.

Cheng Xiu shook her head.

She started to explore the articles and sites related to the game again.

At 6:15 PM, San Zhe called saying that Miss Bo had called him out and he would not be able to join the game soon. He would message her once he gets back.

Cheng Xiu frowned at that. She was not sure what she should say to him. There did not seem to be anything she could say to him that would make him feel better at that moment.

At 6:25 PM, Yaksha sent that he would not be free until 8:45 PM in the evening.

Cheng Xiu sighed. She was not expecting that they would bail out on her like that.

Cheng Xiu looked at collection of texts, notebooks and her sheaf of papers that held her self-made notes and then at the Fold in her hand.

She looked between the two side for a few more times.

"Just for ten minutes," she said to her, "and then I will start to read the books."

Cheng Xiu put down an alarm on her phone and started to look into the details of the game some more, this time focusing on the top players of the game.

She had just finished looking into the Ten Immortals when her alarm rang.

Cheng Xiu looked at the alarm with an unwillingness.

She looked at the article that was displayed and then at her books. The articles could be even more important!

She out another alarm on her alarm, this time to 15 minutes later and then guiltily went to read the article.

She read down to the half-way point when she reached something she never thought she would see.

The Elites.

People who played the Primordials to the 90-99 Levels.

Cheng Xiu read through it some more. The Primordial Elites were the 7 people who reached the 98th Level of the game Primordials Online. Each of them were special, they all had powers unique to their status. All of them had prominent identities in the game that were given by the system.

Cheng Xiu's fingers shook. She hadn't realised that there was such a group of people.

She quickly scrolled through the article to read something. To find a name and a Level. There weren't any.

Cheng Xiu's eyes stinged. Why was he not here?

Xing, her begrudging and grumpy friend and rival who hated the fact that he lost to a girl and would keep challenging her again and again. There were matches that he would win and yet he would return for a rematch, saying that he would let her fight to win back her honour and when she would fight and win against him, he would stomp away and then return to fight for his honour in turn.

It was a vicious circle for them thanks to his stubborn mind.

And then they started to race with each other to see which one of them would be able to reach the next level first.

They were always neck and neck.

He was the first one to pass the 99th Level.

She followed him a day later.

And then they had raced again to the 100th level. And she won.

And that was it.

She was guilty of leaving him behind in her selfishness. She wanted to thank him for his companionship if she could.

When she had learned about the Elites, she had hoped…

But now, it seemed he was not there.

She looked at the 7 Primordial Elites of the game with a dull eyes until one of their images started to seem familiar to her.

Cheng Xiu frowned.

"Yu?" she said as she looked at that familiar facial shape and eyes. Though the face and features were grown up, the fundamentals were still the same.

She clicked his name in a daze.

And when she read through the details of the person, the daze faded to that of anger and disappointment.

Lord Yu was not her friend Yu. They were different. Yu was the scaredy-cat brat that always whined to her.

Lord Yu was the stereotypical indulgent bastard that treated the NPCs as existences that should be used for his pleasure and nothing more.

That was not her Little Yu.

But if it was? A treacherous part of her asked.

If he was?...

Nothing. She would not do anything. She would not be his friend, his acquaintance, and she would not even look at him.

But what must have happened for him to be this way? Another part of her asked.

Cheng Xiu did not know, nor did she want to. She knew she could be judgmental and at that moment she was fine with it. She would not treat Lord Yu the way that she treated Little Yu. She did not need someone like that in her life.

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