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After Live Streamer finished reporting, the leader spoke in a low voice, almost without words.
"Do you remember what your duty is?" The leader's tone was heavy.
"I remember, to protect Lin's safety, to ensure his life..."
"Wrong. You misunderstood from the moment you accepted the mission!"
The leader interrupted Live Streamer, continuing, "Life and death are determined by fate, success and failure depend on circumstances. We only do what we are supposed to do; what you need to provide is guidance, not act as a shield to block crises for him."
"But if he dies, who will complete the tasks assigned from above?"
Live Streamer did not understand. Clearly, when he accepted the mission, he was instructed to ensure Lin's safety and to record everything Lin experienced.
"The intentions of Elder God are inscrutable. All he wants is for Lin to grow into the key... We can protect him, but we cannot indulge him and let him lose his sense of crisis; otherwise, he will never unlock the chains."
"Shitou, since he already knows of your existence, there's no need to continue hiding. Just be mindful of your words and actions, and don't let him see any significant flaws."
Live Streamer understood; his Camera lowered. "I understand, but..."
"There are no 'buts,' Shitou. Don't forget your duty. You are the most outstanding new generation of our clan; I believe you can do well! When Lin grows up, it will be the day you reclaim your body and return to your race!"
"I understand, leader."
In deep silence, Live Streamer ceased speaking.
"Shitou, due to your frequent use of high-level Management Permissions, we have decided to revoke your high-level Management Permissions. As for that child's safety, it will depend on himself. Remember, you can only exist as a guide."
"Yes..."
The response from the Live Streamer was weak, indicating that Lin had already exited the beginner's protection period, and there would be no more invulnerability in the future.
"Report to me if there are any issues; that's all for now."
Before the Live Streamer could respond, the surrounding energy fluctuations vanished, and the spatial barrier dissipated, returning to calm.
"I understand..."
This statement was made with great reluctance by the Live Streamer.
It turned out that the boss didn't really value me; the claim of being the most outstanding of the new generation was just because I was the least useful, and you all tossed me out here, right?
In the end, I am just a troublemaker, and you all despise me!
The Mechanical Body trembled as the Live Streamer remained silent for a long time before letting out a self-deprecating laugh.
"I should have gotten used to this by now. Ever since I was born, I've been a troublemaker, unable to do anything right, and it's still the same out here... What am I even worried about?"
At this moment, the Live Streamer's inner thoughts quietly shifted; he began to realize that perhaps he and Lin were on the same front, merely tools driven by those above them.
...
...
At the Hospital Platform, a cold wind howled past, sending shivers down one's spine.
Lin did not care about the cold wind; he stood on the platform, the cold breeze brushing against his cheeks, calming him down.
The cold wind seemed to penetrate to his bones, bringing a prickling pain, but Lin enjoyed it. Only this kind of wind could soothe his restless heart.
"What are you doing here? Can't handle the pressure and thinking of jumping off?"
A voice from behind, that of the Live Streamer, made Lin Weiwei frown but he did not turn around.
"Not to that extent; I'm not that weak," he replied coldly.
"That's good..."
The Live Streamer flew to his side, the camera looking into the distance, following Lin Yi to admire the scenery.
The two stood in silence for a long time.
"I just consulted above and revoked my protective authority. If you act recklessly again, I won't be able to save your life..."
"You really did save me those times..." Lin's expression softened considerably.
"Not on the snow mountain; Dream Source saved you. She activated unilateral life sharing and extended your life with hers."
Lin was taken aback, biting his lip, feeling an indescribable warmth in his heart.
"But don't worry; her vitality is very strong, so she should be fine."
The Live Streamer's broken body trembled, followed by a sigh. He thought: Lin still has a group of friends, while he drifts alone in the distance, far more miserable in comparison.
"Your mood doesn't seem very good."
At this moment, Lin had calmed down; the anger from earlier had subsided, and he could have a proper conversation with the Live Streamer.
"Some things happened. My situation might be worse than yours. After losing my privileges, I'm just a conversation tool for the Live Streamer, of no use at all..."
Lowering his head, Lin Ye understood that this guy was here to talk. It seemed that his demeanor was not an act; he must have been punished for his own reasons.
"Isn't there still me? You can stick with me from now on; I'll ensure your safety."
"Do I look like someone who fears death?" the Live Streamer scoffed; he wasn't a coward.
"This is just my suggestion. Whether you follow it or not is up to you. Just know that I will break free from the Chains and no longer be at the mercy of you—no, your superiors!"
Calmly speaking, Lin turned around and threw something that stuck to the Live Streamer.
That thing was a mechanical spider, which crawled onto the Live Streamer and began sparking as it repaired the damaged parts.
"What did you throw?" the Live Streamer exclaimed in surprise, shaking his body.
"Don't worry, it's not harmful. It's a Mini Smart Repair Robot; consider it a gift. I don't want you looking all banged up in the future; it would be embarrassing and would reflect poorly on my Noodle Shop."
As he spoke, Lin had already started walking downstairs.
The Live Streamer stood frozen for a moment, feeling a strange sensation rising from deep within him—a feeling he hadn't experienced since being with his teacher.
Halfway down, Lin remembered something. He stopped, turned around, and said solemnly, "I was too emotional earlier; I'm sorry!"
He smiled, a light smile lingering at the corners of his mouth, so charming.
"You can think it over; perhaps sticking with me is much better than being with that boss of yours. We are like grasshoppers on the same line."
He continued to smile but turned and walked down the stairs, leaving the Live Streamer dazed on stage.
After a while, the Live Streamer snapped back to reality and scoffed, "This guy, I finally understand why those people want to stay by his side!"
"Under that cold exterior lies a sincere heart that's foolishly innocent, coming out like a child. I really don't know how he lived those twenty-plus years..."
"However, it feels good. Maybe, like him, since we are all puppets, if we unite to resist, there might still be a chance for a turnaround."
The Live Streamer turned his head, and the Camera glanced into the distance while the Repair Robot diligently worked on him.
Within the Red Radiance was depth; the Live Streamer was not just a tool. He had consciousness, he had a body, he had a heart, and he also harbored deep-seated ambitions...
I not only want to return to my clan; I want to return in glory, showing you all that I am not just a troublemaker. I can also shoulder important responsibilities within the clan!
"Lin, from now on, I'm sticking with you..."
The Live Streamer murmured; his voice was soft enough to be carried away by the wind, drifting toward an unseen distance.
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