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GA: Chapter 57 – The Future Heroes Train; They Don't Know How to Play as a Team
When it came down to it, the reason was simple: Bai Xuan's power was simply too overwhelming. He was the kind of person who needed nothing from the state—no support, no cultivation—someone who could stand at the summit on raw talent alone.
The bond between Bai Xuan and the state was no different from the bond between any ordinary citizen and the state.
How deep or shallow that bond ran depended on the person.
Unless something was so severe—so catastrophic that even Qin Tian and Huoyou couldn't handle it, something that put enormous numbers of civilians at risk—they genuinely didn't want to call on Bai Xuan.
They were afraid of him developing the feeling that the state was just using him as a tool.
That wasn't an unreasonable fear. Not everyone was born wanting to be a hero.
Or rather—when you've been a hero long enough, the people you protect start taking your sacrifices for granted. Heroes grow tired of what they are. They start wanting to live freely.
There were too many factors to weigh, so in the vast majority of cases, they were content to let Bai Xuan live his own life, quietly and without interference.
"But it has to be said—there's real logic to it."
From the state's perspective, if it were possible, they would want zero civilian casualties—even in warfare, they aimed for the smallest sacrifice achievable.
And Bai Xuan's existence meant that zero-casualty outcomes were genuinely within reach.
Whether facing mutant creatures or foreign nations.
His overwhelming strength gave them every reason to act without restraint—provided Bai Xuan was willing.
He could go out once, twice, ten times, a hundred times—resolving crises, saving lives, guaranteeing survival. But a thousand times? Ten thousand? Would he eventually tire of it? Come to resent that he was being treated as an instrument?
Would he find it tedious? Grow to resent the burden itself?
It wasn't even just a possibility—it was an inevitability. Only a matter of time.
Bai Xuan didn't think he could keep it up forever.
Some people were born to be heroes. They were destined to do what ordinary people couldn't.
Bai Xuan was not one of those people.
So he admired them—but he could never become one.
"Might as well go watch. The future heroes, getting their training."
He smiled to himself, pulled on his clothes, and a mysterious energy enveloped him. In an instant, his figure dissolved into thin air.
A village in BH City.
The entire area had been placed under military quarantine because of the rat tide.
All civilians had been relocated to temporary housing.
Soldiers in full gear stood at rigid attention, faces hard and serious, guarding every perimeter—preventing anyone from approaching by any means.
Inside the village, meanwhile:
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
RUMBLE—
BOOM. BOOM.
A cascade of explosions rang out, lightning hammering down from the sky above, undercut by the occasional bestial shriek.
"Skree skree skree—"
"Skree skree—"
"Skree skree skree—"
Shrill, raspy squealing rose from somewhere beneath the earth. The ground erupted with holes, and from each one poured an endless stream of rats—football-sized bodies, eyes glowing an eerie, sickly green. Anyone who saw them couldn't help but feel their skin crawl.
They swarmed together into a vast black tide, those luminous green eyes locked on the humans before them, brimming with bloodlust and feral frenzy.
"In a sense, this rat tide is considerably more impressive than I imagined."
Bai Xuan stood on a rooftop, watching the seething black mass of mutant rats in the distance. Individually they were weak—even an ordinary person with an ability could kill them one on one. But the sheer numbers were the problem.
"Huoyou, Qin Tian, Chen Bing, Ye Feng—four of the military districts' top talents, all in one place."
Huoyou's summoning ability and Chen Bing's extreme-cold powers were unmatched for area-of-effect suppression.
Qin Tian's Dragon Deity ability was the most fearsome in single combat, and his dragon's might alone was enough to cow these mutant rats.
Ye Feng's Light of Life ability could purge disease and mend wounds—he'd even been known to pull back those half-dead from the brink.
With all four of them here, this rat tide was nothing to worry about.
That said, today's purpose wasn't to train Qin Tian and the others—it was a live exercise for the Bureau's ordinary ability users. Apart from Ye Feng, the other three weren't going to step in unless the situation collapsed entirely.
With Ye Feng there, the lives of the fighters weren't in danger, at least.
"I'm curious. How far have you all come?"
Setting Bai Xuan aside, Qin Tian, Huoyou, and the others were currently China's peak combat force. In the future, they'd be the commanders and vanguard of every major engagement—so naturally he wanted to see how far they'd pushed their abilities.
As Bai Xuan watched, the battle began.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
…
Streams of flame tore through the air like bullets, pouring from one figure's hands in a relentless torrent, mowing down mutant rats by the dozen.
"Taste my Flame Gatling Gun, you vermin!"
"And now—Fire Fist!"
As the words left his mouth, blazing fire erupted from his body and condensed into a massive fireball that he hurled into the heart of the rat tide. An explosion tore through their ranks—fire flashed in every direction, burning and blasting rats by the hundreds.
"Your flames don't hold a candle to Ace's. Let me show you what real power looks like!"
At the sound of that voice, the sky darkened abruptly. Storm clouds began to churn and gather.
CRACK—BOOM.
A bolt of lightning dozens of meters wide split the sky and crashed straight into the mutant rats ahead. They didn't even have time to squeal—just charred into ash on the spot.
"You mages can just hang back and support," a crew-cut man called out, glancing at the two of them with barely veiled disdain.
"Let me show you what real fighting looks like."
He charged headlong into the rat tide without a moment's hesitation, completely unbothered by the gnashing and clawing all around him, methodically punching them dead one by one.
If you looked closely, you could make out a layer of dark brownish-black scaled armor covering his body.
Their flashy performances, however, were the exception on the battlefield. The majority of ability users—despite having strength that should have crushed their opponents—were still getting wounded under the rats' suicidal, relentless assault.
"So," Huoyou said, watching the chaos around her as she turned to the two at her side. "How do you think they're doing?"
"Don't ask me for feedback—I've never played support a day in my life."
Qin Tian shrugged with complete indifference.
With his Dragon Deity ability, he could stand perfectly still and let the rats gnaw on him all day without scratching through his defense. If he were going to fight anything, it'd be him wiping out the whole swarm solo.
"Same."
Chen Bing's reply was equally flat.
Her extreme-cold powers could freeze an entire battlefield solid. The rat tide in front of them—sealing it in ice wouldn't even take much effort.
"You two are really something…"
Huoyou said, shaking her head—then laughed a moment later.
"Fine. Same."
At the very beginning of her awakening, she'd already been able to summon a hundred Crimson Flame Birds at once. Now that number had multiplied several times over—she could even summon far more powerful fire-type beasts. A rat tide like this didn't even need her personally involved. Her summons would clean it up with ease.