God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 570 - 158. The so-called "President" 5

What would Ye Shiyu think while witnessing this scene? What would Sakuragi think? What would Bai Yi think? What would An Le think...

Wouldn’t this waste the godsent opportunity to resolve the issue with the modifiers? Would it provoke other modifiers to continue evolving...

He discarded all these thoughts, letting them fall to the green field beside him.

At this mont, he no longer cared about these things.

As the sun-reflective sunscreen clothing was completely peeled off, his formal attire underneath was gradually revealed inch by inch.

That was the sumr uniform custom-made exclusively for the Yuanyue Student Council President.

A handmade, pure black mandarin collar POLO shirt.

Though of a dark color, the shirt did not appear dull following the removal of the sunscreen clothing.

Instead, what caught the eye was a pure gold, finely crafted emblem of a golden moon, dangling above the chest of the custom-made uniform.

Despite being the emblem of the student council president of an academy nad after the moon, under the gradually clearing sunlight, it shone brilliantly.

Below the emblem, in gilded lettering, the identity and na of the owner of the piece of clothing,

[Yuanyue Academy’s 47th Student Council President]

[Yan Huan]

Spencer couldn’t see the gilded text on the front; all he could do was to raise his gaze slightly and catch sight of the idiomatic phrase written in Dragon Country’s script on the back of the president’s exclusive uniform.

[Profound as the abyss, towering as the peak]

That was the appraisal given to the 47th Student Council President.

"..."

At this mont, Spencer’s slightly tearful azure eyes just stared blankly at those four shining Chinese characters.

Although she did not understand Dragon Country’s script, she deeply etched each stroke of those four characters into her mory.

Along with that, the figure standing before her, determined to fight for her.

"...So that is the Student Council President of Yuanyue Academy."

At this mont, at the pinnacle of one side of the stands.

A silver-haired girl stood backlit there, speaking lightly.

She was dressed in a white custom uniform, and a wheat-ear emblem made of pure gold on her chest displayed her identity.

Xiuzhi Academy’s Student Council President.

Behind the silver-haired girl, a boy wearing a sleeve with "Vice President" embossed on it adjusted his glasses on his forehead and said shyly,

"Ah, the President... And he is indeed that South District student who tied with you for first place in the Lin Gate unified examination years ago."

"Hehe, tied for first place..."

The silver-haired girl let out a slight chuckle, seeming sowhat amused, but she continued no further, just observing the spectacle below.

Silence enveloped everything to an extre, evidently affected by Yan Huan’s utterly serious expression.

Owen’s sharp look gradually faded from his face as he glanced at the gilded na on the student council uniform.

Then, he looked back at Spencer, who was standing behind him with widened eyes, staring at his back.

Words were no longer necessary...

Yet, Owen still had one last question.

Owen closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, before reopening them and pointing toward Spencer behind Yan Huan. He inquired,

"You’re the Student Council President, yet you would go this far for soone like her. Why?"

"..."

Owen’s final question remained unanswered by Yan Huan.

Because after a long mont of contemplation, not a single satisfactory answer surfaced in his mind.

It was clear to him, the reason...

Because it wasn’t a question the savior who resolved the modifier issue, nor the Yuanyue Student Council President could answer.

Despite the absence of any response, in this brief and peculiar silence, in Spencer’s eyes, the contorted shadows of birds and pigs around them started solidifying.

Only the figure of the Green Peacock in front of her seed to be showing signs of collapse.

And so, in the next mont, Yan Huan hesitated no longer and reached for the loose fabric of his POLO shirt under his arm.

He then slightly tilted his head, passing through the garnt symbolizing his identity as the President of Yuanyue Academy.

The last piece of clothing on his upper body was thus removed.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Yet such a simple act seed like the final straw that broke the cal’s back.

In Spencer’s wide-open sky-blue eyes, the illusion of the peacock, as if it were a mirage or a moon reflected in the water, could no longer hold up and collapsed into a singularity...

Then, it shattered completely, like fireworks, blooming.

What blood were the incredibly beautiful tail feathers of a green peacock.

Those feathers ascended into the sky, then gently drifted down like a rain curtain...

"Clack clack clack clack!!"

At this mont, not only was the illusion that cloaked the boy’s true appearance crumbling.

Along with it, the dense clouds overhead, her recent despair and pain...

And the doubts and misunderstandings that had lingered in her heart for a decade.

A gentle breeze swept by, lifting the peacock feathers that fell like rain.

Beneath the ethereal green peacock feathers that seed to watch with many eyes...

Beyond the tears that were not yet wiped from Spencer’s face...

And within the reflection of Spencer’s clear sky-blue eyes...

There starkly appeared a handso youth with a well-built upper body exposed.

The clothing tossed by the wind eventually took away all his pretenses, all his identities...

Now, standing in front of Spencer, there was only the existence of pure sincerity.

He was no longer a bird, nor was he a pig...

But a truly existing person, especially complicated, especially beautiful.

Only Yan Huan, just that kind of person, nothing more.

Finally, the sun pierced through the thick clouds, like an angel bestowing its grace upon the earth, generously spreading its warm and bright light over Yan Huan’s body

From his serious face to each and every muscle on his body.

It was as if the sun was guiding Spencer’s gaze, who saw Yan Huan for the first ti, whispering to her,

"The youth standing before you now, that is Yan Huan."

The student council uniform flung away by the wind drifted further with the gale, and thus, what remained in the cara lens of the Yahashiki drone transmission was only Yan Huan, with his bare upper body.

All the audience mbers present, upon seeing the beautiful young man shedding his clothing and revealing his strong, well-built body, couldn’t help but widen their eyes.

The previously activated effect of the Naturalist took effect instantly, making Yan Huan’s muscles shine even more and his physical fitness improved a notch in an instant.

"Hu..."

Feeling the sudden enhancent of his physical fitness, Yan Huan gently exhaled a breath of turbid air.

And Owen, facing him and seeing those muscles cast in layers of shadow with distinct signs of exercise, couldn’t help but squint his eyes.

"You..."

And at this mont, Yan Huan also raised his eyes, shimring faintly, and began to respond to the "why" that had been asked earlier.

Looking at Owen, Yan Huan spoke word by word,

"So, that’s why I am the Student Council President, and you all are not."

"..."

Hearing the familiar voice of Yan Huan coming from the lips of that utterly unfamiliar handso youth, Spencer was already stunned.

Her dry lips trembled ever so slightly, and finally, she squeezed out a term she had never before used to address Yan Huan,

"Pre...sident..."

Spencer looked straight at the glowing young man, as if wanting to call out to him...

Calling out to the handso youth that seed new to her after the falsehood was shattered.

But her words were so faint at that mont that they were utterly crushed in less than a second, scattering in the wind.

"President! President! President! President!!"

Replacing it was the atmosphere completely ignited by Yan Huan, which consequently burst forth into a tsunami of cheering sounds.