God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 578 - 160. How can we know what is good fortune or d

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Following Spencer taking the lead and crossing the finish line first, achieving victory, everything around eerily quieted down.

In the stands, negative emotions surged like dark tides, signaling dissatisfaction.

"We won, Spencer, we won..."

Only Jiang Yun’s faint, incredulous voice faintly arose.

But like a bubble, it quickly dissipated, unnoticed.

Watching Spencer, covered in injuries, lying on the ground but still holding the relay baton aloft, Yan Huan’s heart couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

He was about to step forward towards her, but at that mont, Yelena, her face full of anxiety, rushed towards Spencer with a group of people dressed in white lab coats, surrounding her.

"Aria, are you okay!"

"Quick, help her onto the stretcher and take her away."

...

Seeing this, Yan Huan’s steps montarily paused.

Then, he just stayed where he was.

At this mont, Hentai Club had already won, but the silence of no one cheering in the hall made everything that just happened seem like a dream.

It was rely a hollow victory.

Feeling the emptiness after the adrenaline faded, Yan Huan smiled helplessly and then silently turned, walking alone in another direction.

"Hey..."

Just at that mont, a voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Yan Huan turned his head and saw Owen standing by his side.

One hand tightly holding a ring box, the other hand holding the clothes Yan Huan had just taken off.

Seeing the ring box held in his left hand, Yan Huan seed to understand sothing.

But he did not ask further, nor did Owen explain.

Owen raised his right hand, handing Yan Huan’s clothes to him, and casually said,

"You won, President."

...

Looking at the clothes handed to him, Yan Huan smiled slightly, took them, but said nothing else.

After all, he knew that he won against Owen by cheating.

Although he had indeed been going to the gym every day under Yingying’s supervision for the past month, Owen had been training in athletics for many years, so there was nothing to be proud of.

So, he just sincerely said to Owen,

"Thank you."

...

Afterward, he took the clothes, left the noisy behind, and walked towards the direction from which he had co, outside the athletic field.

"ow~"

At this mont, the black cat he had left behind eerily appeared behind him.

Looking up at him, then with a light jump, it returned to his shoulder.

"Miao..."

Yan Huan put the clothes on his other shoulder, looking at Miao on his side as he walked.

Miao blinked, looking at Yan Huan, and suddenly asked,

"Do you regret choosing to help Spencer just now?"

...

Hearing this, Yan Huan raised his eyebrow.

He looked at the deathly silent atmosphere in the stands around, unnaturally quiet, swirling with dissatisfaction about Hentai Club’s victory.

Many people didn’t even want to attend the closing ceremony announcing Hentai Club’s victory but stood up pulling their parents, planning to leave the field.

At the sa ti, many people were also coming back to their senses from the previous heat, questioning why Yan Huan had to stand up for Spencer.

Glances sowhat conspicuously landed on Yan Huan.

...

And on the other side, what about the modifier?

He didn’t get a single fragnt, let alone publicly stand up for Spencer in front of Shiyu, who had just sowhat cald down.

Whether the situation could worsen was still unknown.

"Whew..."

Feeling the heavy reality around him, Yan Huan’s eyes slightly drooped.

But quickly, he lifted them again, his gaze determined.

These consequences...

He had already thought about them before deciding to join the Hentai Club in the battle.

He lifted his eyes but suddenly looked at Miao on his shoulder and asked,

"Miao, do you know what it feels like to be a transmigrator?"

Hearing this, Miao tilted her head in confusion,

"What ow?"

"Zhuang Zi once dreamt he was a butterfly, and upon awakening, he couldn’t help but think: ’Was it dreaming I was a butterfly, or was the butterfly dreaming it was ?’"

Yan Huan smiled slightly and said,

"For , past and present lives are like the butterfly and Zhuang Zi.

"I sotis feel that everything in my past life was an illusion, there was no past life before transmigration, just a dream.

"I am just a young high school student, that’s all."

Miao looked at him and simply said,

"Taking this life as your first, forgetting everything before, there’s nothing wrong with that ow."

Yan Huan lowered his gaze, but then abruptly changed the topic,

"Miao, do you know?

"In my previous life when I just started working, I had a senior who was kind to .

"He taught how to do business, cared about my life, and even taught how to grow roses...

"And later, when he was laid off by the company optimization, despairingly pointing at our departnt, questioning the leader about his years of hard work...

"I didn’t say anything."

Miao blinked and consoled,

"In life, there are more frustrations than pleasures.

"You should consider, speaking up would have gotten you thrown out too.

"There was nothing wrong with your choice for survival ow."

Perhaps it was just as Owen had ntioned, always accounting for pros and cons.

Even if saying sothing might not have changed anything, it might have instead cost him his job.

It was so against his will, yet inevitably he had to do so.

Isn’t this what they call "society’s harsh reality"?

Yan Huan nodded, smiling helplessly,