Chapter 70: Solution
Li Qing cancelled the digitization mode, and the white shadow in front of him disappeared.
"Very good...very good."
Fernando held the knife tightly against Giorno's neck, and looked at Li Qing like a hungry wolf seeing food:
"Come here, into my 'classroom'."
"rest assured…"
His blade was still dripping with Giorno's blood:
"As long as you obey, I will not kill your companions."
Li Qing had a gloomy face and didn't say anything, but still took a difficult step forward.
"etc!"
Apache frowned and warned:
" Li Qing , think it over before you act!"
"That guy's ability is simply unstoppable. If you get caught in it, there will be no hope for us to continue fighting."
"Hey, hey...what are you talking about!?"
Before Li Qing could answer, Naranja, with cold sweat on his forehead, shouted out of control:
"Abbaccio, do you want to see Bucciarati die?"
"Fugo..."
He turned back excitedly and shouted to his companion: "Fugo, you say something too!"
“…”
Fugo remained silent, showing no intention of joining in.
He just looked up at the domineering Fernando in the distance without saying a word, as if he was thinking hard about something.
“That’s enough!”
Seeing Narancia so excited and out of control, Apache simply adopted a cold and indifferent tone:
"Narancia, use your brain to think..."
“Is this the right thing to do?”
After all, Abbaccio has only known Bucciarati for a short time, and he joined the gang just to numb himself in this dangerous way, so that he can forget his fallen comrades and dead dreams in the darkness and violence.
So, strictly speaking, he does not have a deep bond with Bucciarati now.
This objective and neutral background makes Apache more inclined to judge problems rationally:
"Li Qing, don't let your emotions get the better of you."
"The promises of Mafia members are like unwanted paper in a wastebasket. They can tear it up whenever they want."
"If you are not sure about your ability to break the opponent's Stand, please don't take such a risky action."
"I…"
Li Qing's steps forward couldn't help but pause.
After all, he was not sure he could break the enemy's stand ability, not even 50% sure.
"Even when they were injured, they couldn't fully wake up. Even strong people like Giorno and Bucciarati were trapped in it."
"Honestly speaking..."
"I'm not sure enough, not even 30% sure."
Li Qing said this in a heavy tone.
At present, Fernando's stand ability is almost invincible.
Although it is extremely cumbersome to prepare in advance, once the conditions of "there is something of interest in front of you" and "within the ten-meter range" are met at the same time, the enemy will uncontrollably enter a terrible state of wasting time.
If you know his stand ability in advance, it will be easier to deal with him. Just prepare long-range attack methods and eliminate him from ten meters away.
But now, Giorno and Bucciarati have unknowingly entered the range of his Stand's ability and have become captives completely controlled by Fernando.
Li Qing is not only facing a seemingly unsolvable ability, but also the lives of his two companions on his shoulders.
"It is extremely foolish to gamble your life with such a low probability of success."
"but…"
Li Qing recalled Giorno's determination when he climbed down the lava well without hesitation:
"There are times when such stupid things must be done."
He let out a long sigh, and finally took a slow step forward.
At this moment, Fugo, Narancia and Apache all focused their attention on Li Qing.
Under their complicated and indescribable gazes, Li Qing finally entered the area within ten meters around Fernando.
"Ha ha ha ha."
"Here you are, finally."
"Li Qing, as long as I get you, I can be free..."
Fernando laughed happily and crazily, with a hint of relief in his voice.
At the same time, the "small blackboard" floating behind him also activated its invisible stand ability, causing Li Qing, who entered its range, to be instantly confused.
Li Qing's eyes suddenly became dull.
He looked just like Giorno and Bucciarati before him, completely forgetting what he should do and not feeling the passage of time at all.
Just like that, Li Qing walked forward blankly, towards the container in front that was full of various entertainment supplies.
If he continues like this, sooner or later he will be completely obsessed with the horror of "wasting time".
"cut…"
Seeing Li Qing walking towards them with a dazed look on his face, Fernando's expression suddenly changed:
"Sure enough, another piece of trash who can't resist temptation and only knows how to waste time."
"You are such trash..."
"It should be cleaned up directly!"
His voice was filled with a kind of anger that no normal person could comprehend.
The trigger of the pistol pointed at Bucciarati was slowly pulled, and the blade against Giorno's neck was also poked closer:
"I'm sorry, everything I just said was a lie."
"No…I don't have to apologize."
"Such rubbish that doesn't know how to value time deserves to be cleared away. If I let them go, I would be failing in my duty as a teacher."
"Besides... hehe."
“Once a human being starts wasting time, he or she will be as good as dead. He or she will forget about ideals, ambitions, emotions, responsibilities…all the important things.”
At this time , Li Qing had already walked to Fernando's side in a daze.
He completely ignored Fernando beside him, forgot about Bucciarati and Giorno who were in danger, and just stared blankly at the container in front of him, as if he would be obsessed with those entertainment items in the next second.
Looking at Li Qing like this, Fernando showed a kind of heartbroken anger:
"Time-wasting guys are just insensitive like this."
"You are like rats in a cesspool. As long as you can live a comfortable life in the dunghill with enough food and water, you will sink into this comfort zone forever."
"Li Qing!"
"Even if I killed your companion who you risked your life to save right in front of you, you wouldn't feel anything at all, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong murderous intent surged in Fernando.
He would never let go of anyone who wasted his time in front of him, and Giorno and Bucciarati were no exception.
In the next second, the blade would cut Giorno's throat and the bullet would pierce Bucciarati's head.
One of them was watching TV, and the other was reading the newspaper. They were just as numb as Fernando criticized them, as if they were dead.
However…
“That’s enough!”
Li Qing suddenly turned his head and stared at Fernando with his clear and bright eyes without a trace of dullness.
His strong and powerful fist exploded, and in an instant it hit Fernando's cheek without reservation.
Bang!
Fernando was caught off guard and hit hard, and he staggered back two steps on the spot.
The blade against Giorno's neck slipped out of his hand, and the pistol pointed at Bucciarati also fell to the ground with a violent tremor.
At this moment, time seems to have stopped.
"How, how is it possible?"
Fernando widened his eyes in shock:
"Are you still awake?"
" Why ...why are you still conscious?!"
"Could it be..."
Fernando, whose cheek was half crooked by Li Qing, actually had tears of excitement in his eyes:
"Are you taking your class seriously?"
“Is there anyone who can finally understand the truth I’m teaching and overcome the bad habit of wasting time?”
"No, you're overthinking it."
"Just like humans will play with their phones when they sit on the toilet, the pursuit of pleasure is human nature."
"Everything is excessive, and if you insist on overcoming even this, you probably won't even be able to be a human being!"
Li Qing replied in a cold tone.
"Then why?!"
Fernando let out a roar of disillusionment: "Why can you stay awake!"
"Because I made the right bet."
"Although there is no guarantee of success, I still bet on the right thing—"
Li Qing raised his iron fist again, with a playful grin on his face:
"Heavy novels, magazines with outdated aesthetics, paper newspapers that no one has read for a long time, TV programs with retro graphics, laptops thicker than bricks, and mobile phones harder than walnuts..."
"How could I be interested in these antiques from twenty years ago?!"
"You want me to waste my time..."
The iron fist broke through the air again:
"At least give me a smartphone!"
