Chapter 188 174: Those Who Bear the Torch for Others - My Notoriety Spreads Throughout the World - NovelsTime

My Notoriety Spreads Throughout the World

Chapter 188 174: Those Who Bear the Torch for Others

Author: A large Hao Ren
updatedAt: 2026-01-11

"I could have guessed that too! It's all your fault, Everme. She definitely knows about the Dawn Society. You revealed your identity, and they could easily deduce that it's Heart 6!" the assistant grumbled.

"They deduced it through logical reasoning, alright? From now on, I won't call you Little Assistant, I'll call you Little Pig instead." Everme sighed.

The girl's face was as red as if steamed, puffed up like a small steamed bun.

She stamped her foot angrily and waved her fist, "Won't anyone explain this to me?"

"Alright, don't be mad."

Seeing that no one responded, Tang Xin stepped up to comfort the girl, pulling the assistant aside.

"Look, it's actually quite simple."

"If we look at it from You's perspective, we need to break down the solution into four stages."

"Corresponding to the four questions Mr. Everme asked."

"The first question, 'Do I know the card?' Based on the number he mentioned, I don't know the card. If the number were K or A, which have only one card each, wouldn't I know the card? So You determined that it could only be one of J, 2, 5, 6, or 9."

"The second question, 'Can you definitely know that I don't know the card?' Based on the suit you heard, you could definitely know that I don't know the card. K and A are the only cards with their numbers, corresponding to Clubs and Spades. If it were these two suits, I could directly identify the card. You excluded Clubs and Spades based on this, so the card could only be either Hearts or Diamonds."

"The third question, 'After knowing the information from the second question, do I know the card?' You see, the intersection of numbers for Hearts and Diamonds is only J. If the number is J, even knowing the number, I couldn't determine if it was Hearts or Diamonds. You excluded J based on the third question."

"The fourth question, 'After knowing the information from the third question, do you also know the card?' Since J is excluded, and knowing the suit, you could know the card. With J excluded, that means it's impossible for that suit to have two or more numbers. Diamonds are J, 2, and 5. Hearts are J and 6, so You determined it was Heart 6."

"That's it." Tang Xin blinked. "Not so hard, right?"

The assistant nodded in sudden realization. Though her mind hadn't fully caught up, she had grasped the general approach to the solution.

"As expected, I don't like these kinds of puzzles."

"Miss Tang, you're so kind, unlike those other two, who just bully me!" the assistant laughed lightly, revealing two small canine teeth, and took Tang Xin's hand. "Come on, we haven't finished the snacks yet."

Seeing the two girls' lively side, Everme shook his head and turned his gaze back to Xu Xiaoyou.

"So, would Miss Xu be interested in joining our Dawn Society?" Everme asked. "I believe they would warmly welcome your arrival."

Xu Xiaoyou had a rough idea in her heart, Dawn Society, Dawn Office. Joining the Dawn Society by the elite members of the Office, and gaining the corresponding suits and numbers.

"I'm quite curious, what is it that you do?"

Everme's expression suddenly turned solemn, seeing a similar expression to Jian Liu on the young face before her; a determination resigned to death hidden deep in his eyes.

"Watching the dawn."

The answer couldn't be more concise.

"Watching the dawn?" Xu Xiaoyou raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, we are the watchers of the dawn, striving to plant a seed named 'dawn' in everyone's heart, and move forward."

"It sounds like the fairy tales mothers often tell in front of the cradle at bedtime." Xu Xiaoyou said.

"Yes, it's a fairy tale, a story of a group of He Die, pursuing their ideals and flying towards the flames."

"We walk on the city's backside, fighting against those who bring oppression and fear to the people, rushing through crisis after the crisis of civilizational destruction, personally burying the shattered world again and again, offering our blood and lives for a new world. Advancing by feeling our companions' bones, advancing despite everything even at risk of our lives."

"I knew a long time ago, this world is unfair, it is cruel, it is saddening."

Everme crossed her arms, leaning by the curtain window, her beautiful eyes unusually calm, gazing at the distant mountain peak; that grand academy most Stars of Art could only look up to their whole lives.

It sat on the mountain peak like a giant monolith, embracing the stars, dazzling with the night sky, yet weighing down the people at the mountain base, leaving them breathless.

The scenes of the past gradually became clear in his eyes.

Born into a family, the most outstanding artist of the time was his mentor. As long as he wanted, any pretty girl could be his playmate. Pampered from a young age, he was destined to find it difficult to see the world at the mountain base, with an arrogant and wilful character.

He remembered clearly, an old butler who had been responsible for caring for him since his birth until he was eight. He always disliked that old man because every time he saw him, the old man would put on a flattering, ingratiating look, and always liked mentioning his daughter in front of him; a woman who married into the family because an uncle in the family had mistaken her, and died of illness. So, during an afternoon tea, he brought this up to his mother.

The old man disappeared from his sight forever since then, and it was only when the old man was packing up to leave that he learned he had a grandson, the same age as him.

From the moment the Foster Home system was fully implemented, ordinary people like him did not have the right to privately raise children.

He saw that morning when the old man took his grandson away, their hunched backs seemingly aged decades in an instant, piercing his heart deeply with their kind of loneliness.

Later, he found out that the old man had cared for the son his daughter secretly gave birth to his daughter's death, hiding him in the staff's cooking room; in a cellar dug in earlier years. For so many years, they had never aroused the family's notice, living together with his grandson in that dark, dayless kiln.

After leaving the family, the old man was jailed by the Tuner for violating the "Starry Melody" by privately raising children. His grandson later entered a poorly conditioned orphanage, and within a few years became a thug on the streets, smuggling contraband in the Piano Key District, resigning himself to depravity.

He finally understood why the old man tried to flatter him every time, mentioning his daughter over and over, finally realizing why the man would take fruits from the glass fruit basket every time he left his room.

Finally understanding the old man's dull, forlorn gaze before he left.

This incident had a huge impact on him, it was the first time he saw the world of those beneath him, realizing a single word from him could determine a poor family's fate.

Everme massaged his temples, his thoughts gradually returning:

"So what about those ordinary people without talent? Is their life wasted from the beginning?"

"From the beginning, did they have no right to enjoy life or make any choices?"

"From the moment they were born, at their first cry, were they doomed to face this sorrowful world?"

"People in this world are so small, they don't even have the right to choose whether they perish."

"People can only watch their bodies decay, see fear swelling through their chest cavities."

"What we need to do is not save, but give them the right to choose, the right to decide whether to waste their lives or die, and the right to decide whether to get on or off the train heading towards the last stop at twilight."

Everme squinted his eyes and smiled, "So, Miss Xu, are you interested in joining us?"

"Sorry, I'm not interested in your great cause." Xu Xiaoyou waved her hand. "But I respect you; one who carries firewood for the people should not be allowed to freeze in the wind and snow, or become stuck in brambles."

"There always needs to be some idealists in the world."

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