God Eater Sequence: The Devourer

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Li Jingwen stood there in a daze, her body trembling uncontrollably.

'Kun Chenglong, dead?'

'He actually died at Qin Siyang's hands?'

She didn't dare to turn around and look at Qin Siyang, but her mind was racing in terror.

'When did he kill Kun Chenglong?'

'Kun Chenglong had brought a group of thugs, and Qin Siyang was alone—there was no way he could have won.'

'If he hadn't awakened his sequence ability, Qin Siyang should have already died at Kun Chenglong's hands.'

'So, he must have awakened his sequence ability before killing Kun Chenglong.'

'But didn't he just awaken his sequence ability this past weekend?'

'Yet Kun Chenglong disappeared long ago—the timing doesn't match up at all…'

'Could it be that Qin Siyang had awakened his sequence ability long ago and has been pretending to be an ordinary person all this time?'

'Why would he pretend to be an ordinary person?'

'To kill me?'

'No, no, I'm a student—even those with sequence abilities can't just kill randomly…'

'Then why?'

'To watch me struggle?'

'No, no…'

Li Jingwen's thoughts drifted into an unknown place, beyond the safety zone of her mind, making her feel small and helpless.

It was as if she were surrounded by a god, and soon, fear consumed everything within her.

At that moment, she suddenly felt her body—on the verge of separating from her soul—move uncontrollably.

She looked down and saw that Qin Siyang had gently pinched her hand.

She didn't dare to meet Qin Siyang's gaze, but from his gentle tone, it wasn't hard to tell that he was smiling at this moment.

"What's wrong? Don't want to be with me anymore?"

Li Jingwen shuddered and quickly withdrew her hand, shrinking her neck, not daring to make any movements.

Qin Siyang didn't tangle with her any further. He stood up and left his seat.

Before walking out of the classroom, he turned his head and, with a gentle smile, said softly to Li Jingwen, "I thought you could surprise me a little more."

To Li Jingwen's close friends, these words seemed like encouragement for her to pursue Qin Siyang further.

But in Li Jingwen's eyes, it was a devil's whisper.

As soon as Qin Siyang left, her friends swarmed around her.

"Jingwen, Qin Siyang is encouraging you—why aren't you going after him?"

"Yeah, didn't you used to encourage Qin Siyang the same way? Just try a little harder, and you'll be the woman of a sequence ability user."

"Qin Siyang has awakened his sequence ability—he's way stronger than Zhou Yang."

Their persuasion felt like the tentacles of that terrifying god named Qin Siyang, constantly toying with her already shattered mind.

"NO!!!", Li Jingwen screamed and ran out under the stunned gazes of her friends.

"Jingwen!"

"Jingwen, where are you going?"

"Don't worry, she's probably chasing after Qin Siyang."

"Oh, that makes sense. Hey, if Li Jingwen marries Qin Siyang, do you think we'll get any benefits?"

"I think so. After all, we have so much dirt on her and Zhou Yang. If she dares to treat us badly, we'll just tell Qin Siyang."

"Good idea! Hehe, better days are coming for us."

———

Qin Siyang glanced at the time—it was already 8 AM, and the cafeteria was open.

So after leaving the classroom, he didn't go straight to the library but headed to the cafeteria first to fill his stomach.

The cafeteria always served breakfast, but Qin Siyang had never tried it before.

At Ju'an School, students only got free lunch and dinner. Breakfast was considered a luxury, available only to teachers and school leaders at their designated staff window.

But today, he could try it too.

As he walked into the cafeteria, many teachers and school leaders were already seated in small groups, chatting. Naturally, their conversation revolved around him—the record-breaking first-place student.

The moment Qin Siyang entered, their chatter stopped, and they silently turned to look at him.

News of Qin Siyang knocking out the grade director at the school gate had already spread. The teachers no longer looked at this orphan with disdain and annoyance but with fear.

A bespectacled teacher stood up and walked toward Qin Siyang with a smile, "Qin student, you are the pride of our class. What would you like to eat? I'll order for you."

This refined-looking teacher was Qin Siyang's homeroom teacher.

Because Qin Siyang was a poor orphan with no gifts to offer and no family backing, the teacher had placed him in the far back corner by the window, out of sight, out of mind.

So seeing this teacher now rushing over to flatter him, Qin Siyang found it amusing.

He had no patience to exchange pleasantries with a teacher he barely interacted with.

"Get lost," Qin Siyang coldly threw out the words and walked toward the meal counter.

The homeroom teacher, seemingly unwilling to miss the chance to curry favor with a sequence ability student, ignored the disdainful stares from others and took two more steps forward.

"Qin student, the teacher may have made some mistakes before…", Before he could finish, Qin Siyang grabbed a meal tray and smashed it into his face.

CLANG—

A crisp sound of metal striking a skull rang out, and the homeroom teacher collapsed to the side.

"I tried to be patient and reason with you, but you didn't understand—so don't blame me."

The other teachers swallowed hard, filled with fear at Qin Siyang's brutality.

Did he say he tried to be patient and reason with the teacher?

What reasoning? He only said one word—"Get lost." That counted as patience?

To a respected homeroom teacher, a dedicated mentor, the word "Get lost" was already the most patient, reasonable thing Qin Siyang could say.

Although the teachers despised his behavior, they weren't particularly outraged.

They had seen countless cases of the weak taking revenge after gaining power.

In this post-apocalyptic world, sequence ability users were like gods.

If a god didn't unleash their wrath upon ordinary people, what was the point of being a god?

Qin Siyang was just more direct—less pretentious.

To the teachers, his actions were understandable. After all, he was only eighteen, a young man who hadn't yet been tempered by experience. He didn't bother with scheming.

And that wasn't necessarily a bad thing—better to deal with a straightforward villain than a hypocrite who lures you in with false hope only to destroy you later.

Standing at the meal counter, Qin Siyang saw the chubby cafeteria auntie who always gave him extra rice trembling in fear.

Her hand shook so much that she dropped the rice spoon onto the floor.

"Auntie, give me three servings of breakfast, packed to go."

In the cafeteria, only school leaders were allowed to use disposable takeout containers. Now, Qin Siyang had that privilege too.

Even though no one had officially granted it to him.

"Ah… Oh, okay, right away!"

The auntie hurriedly picked up the fallen rice spoon, scooped a portion, then realized she had forgotten to wash it. Apologizing, she grabbed a new one.

When she finished packing the food and handed it to him with a forced smile, Qin Siyang smiled slightly.

"Auntie, you don't need to be afraid. I remember how kind you've been to me."

Then, he turned to the teachers in the cafeteria and said, "There's something I'd like you all to pass along to the principal."

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