In the dark corridor, Pang Zuo sat quietly cross-legged. While everyone was busy fighting and trying to get more opportunities for survival, he hid here alone.

Some things that I had been suppressed in my mind for a long time and were almost forgotten suddenly came out for some reason.

At that time, he lived with his parents in a quiet town. One day, while the family of three was shopping, someone handed over a leaflet from Tiansheng Academy.

Tiansheng... is really beautiful. The teaching building with red bricks and green tiles, clear water and blue sky, lush grass and trees... The young Pang Zuo held the flyer for a long time. From the first sight, he felt very beautiful. If he could go in and study, he would be very happy.

After that, Xiao Pang Zuo had a simple expectation in his heart. When he was practicing boxing, he was sweating heavily and his back was sore. When he thought that he could enter Tiansheng in the future, he could punch and run on such a campus, it seemed as if he had strength all over his body. He always had incomplete boxing techniques, and now he didn't feel tired.

From childhood to adulthood, due to his obesity, he always seemed clumsy when moving among his peers, and had been bullied by children next door many times. At that time, he was knocked to the ground again and again, and always had a very powerful person in his heart. He could easily defeat all the bad children, let them follow and submit... He was always immersed in this false satisfaction. Even if the reality was, he was still living a life of being trampled on his feet.

Later, the misfortune that changed his life trajectory occurred. His father was deceived by his friend and his originally wealthy family suddenly fell to the end of his life. No matter how hard he worked, he would never be destined to be a saint.

His childhood dream was shattered.

In order to share the pressure for the family, Pang Zuo did not continue to practice and went out to work early. Perhaps in order to fulfill the dream that had run through the entire teenager from childhood, Pang Zuo chose a job that was not glamorous and had a good salary, which was to work as a waiter in a fast food restaurant near Tiansheng.

Here, students wearing Tiansheng uniforms often come and go, and their complaints clearly reach Pang Zuo's ears.

"Ah, I'm going to take another exam tomorrow! I haven't reviewed it yet!"

"And it's the most deadly analytical geometry! Kill me!"

At this time, Pang Zuo would always look at them silently and show a longing smile:

"It's so good, this age is still troubled by exams..."

There will also be a few boys who are holding their arms and making transactions before the exam:

"Brother Mu, it's all up to you tomorrow! Just order this meal today and cover it all with me!"

The handsome boy surrounded by the middle shrugged indifferently: "I want to add another takeaway."

"No problem, no problem!"

"It's so good..." Pang Zuo looked at them quietly, "It's better to say that this biggest worry is only the age of the exam, it's really happy..."

During the days of working, the name that I heard the most from the Tiansheng students was probably "Brother Xiao".

"It's so good, this age is a person who can still engage in small groups and rebel as much as possible..."

It is no exaggeration to say that Brother Xiao is to the Heavenly Saint, like the Jiuyou Palace in the Spiritual Realm Continent. He has seen this legendary school tyrant several times over the years. He never wears the college uniform and goes in a hurry. He always follows a group of little brothers in front of him and hugs, and he is a little far apart, and even his face cannot be seen clearly. He is so busy that he is like the king of the country, but his aura is indeed as big as the king of the country.

Although he is really a dazzling person, Pang Zuo never thought that he would have any interaction with him until one day-

On that day, a customer was in trouble in the store. After explaining with a clumsy explanation for a long time, the customer became even more angry. He kicked the table over and shouted that the boss would get out. Just when Pang Zuo was at a loss, the customer's next punch did not fall...

"You are very brave to make trouble in Brother Xiao's territory."

A young student with hair dyed orange and strands up like a hedgehog's head was standing behind the guest, pressing his hand on his shoulder, smiling.

This person Pang Zuo knew, and he was the number one younger brother around Brother Xiao, and others called him "Brother Sa".

The guest was still swearing in habit, and punched his backhand, but Lu Sa pushed him and subdued him easily. The guest seemed to know that he had kicked the iron plate, and did not say more, and hung his head and left in a hurry. Lu Sa then returned to their small group.

As a matter of fact, a dispute has subsided, but Pang Zuo still has a bitter face. He broke so many things just now, and he will be deducted by the end of the month... But the gangsters over there seem to be more pompous than the children next door who bullied him before, and he dared not mess with him. It seems impossible to ask for compensation from them.

Originally, Pang Zuo was about to admit his bad luck, but he never expected that after a while, Lu Sa took the initiative to walk towards him and put a few spirit stones on the counter. He said that it was the compensation given to Brother Xiao.

After saying that, he patted Pang Zuo's shoulder boldly: "Don't be afraid, if someone makes trouble in the future, report Brother Xiao's name!..." At this time, an apple suddenly burst out from the table not far away. Lu Sa took it with neat movement, ate the apple, and walked back with a smile and scolded. Then, there was another hearty laugh.

For them, this may be just a small thing. But in Pang Zuo's eyes, the images of these people suddenly became extremely tall. Isn't this... what I once yearned for...

Brother Xiao didn't stay for too long. Just like every time, he soon left the seat early. He carried a black and white shoulder bag and walked with great strides. The pendant hanging around his neck rose slightly with his steps, reflecting a clear bright color under the sunlight... Such a light was simply the light of god!

At this moment, Pang Zuo seemed to have been redeemed. The person he had always imagined, the person who could convince all the bad children, his face slowly became clear and overlapped with the figure that was leaving casually.

That's right, in his life, Brother Xiao was his first idol. Moreover, perhaps because of his childhood imagination, this worship has become particularly friendly now, as if he has looked up to him humbly for more than ten years...

"If I can really get the favor of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, I still want to enter Tiansheng, and I really want to join Brother Xiao once..."

In fact, he always wanted to be a person like Brother Xiao, who is strong, gentle, and can guide the lost people like a beacon, but when did he start to go the wrong way?

If Brother Xiao was forced to enter this death game, what would he do? At least, he would never betray his companions...

He is light, the light that shines on everyone... In the dark corridor, Pang Zuo looked at the shadows coiled around him, and a rare gentle smile appeared on his face. So, will he shine on me? Save me from this dark game?

If it were him, even if it was his most troublesome thing, it should be able to solve it easily...

"Brother Xiao, if I can help solve the debt, I am willing to be your younger brother!"

This is what he once wanted to say, and this sentence has gradually become...

"Brother Xiao, even if there is no benefit, I am still willing to be your younger brother!"

If you can go back alive, just tell him like this...

For my light, I must live...
Chapter completed!