Bai Xiang showed off his power to Michelle, and after forcing him to leave, he finally left. Then Ulves said goodbye to Rong Yuan. Perhaps he felt that the water here was too deep for Rong Yuan, and he didn't want to wade into it. He carried his luggage alone to look for his daughter.
After seeing the flashing swords and shadows, Zhihuo became more determined to follow Rongyuan, and even picked a room closest to Rongyuan, imagining that she could meet him at night. She also secretly glared at Mia, thinking that this girl was her biggest enemy, and hoped that she could be picked up by the grandfather who had never been seen.
Mia was thinking the same thing. She thought that she had already arrived in the central city. If her grandfather came, it would not be easy to find her in such a big city. It would be bad if he went to the wrong place to find her and offended powerful people. Therefore, Mia secretly looked at Bai Le several times, hoping to use his channels to spread the news and let Mi Dong come here to find her, but she didn't know how to start.
Bai Le, however, was burning with anger at being sent to the enemy by his father. He did not dare to provoke Rong Yuan, so he turned his attention to the other people, asking them to clean the room , to take out the furniture, to wash and dry it, and to move the furniture around, making Mia and the others run around in circles. Bai Le was powerful, and he had such a powerful father to protect him. In addition, this was his house, so even the always smiling Okoto did not dare to say no to his orders. After a while, all of them were sweating profusely, and Zhihuo was covered in dirt. He frequently cast a resentful look at Rong Yuan, but received no response.
When Bai Le started to make a lot of noise, Qiao Fei was very tactful and moved a chair and a small table to the yard, and brewed a pot of tea. At this time, Rong Yuan was sitting on the chair, resting his chin with one hand and closing his eyes. It was unknown whether he was asleep or not.
Bai Le also looked at Rong Yuan frequently. He did these things not to decorate the house, but to provoke Rong Yuan. However, Rong Yuan did not react at all, as if he was performing a one-man show. Bai Le became more and more angry, so he ran to question Rong Yuan in a fit of anger.
"You asked me why I didn't help them?" Rong Yuan looked at him in surprise, thought for a while, and then said, "If it were you, and you saw a little baby snatching the pacifier of another baby, would you rush up to him and slap him, and then help the latter get the pacifier back?"
"Hahaha, of course not! Isn't this crazy?" Bai Le laughed.
"So, neither can I."
After Rong Yuan finished speaking, he closed his eyes again. Bai Le thought about it for a while before he understood what was going on. He angrily said, "Damn it!" He clenched his fists and swung them twice, but he didn't dare to really hit them. He turned around and went to mess with Mia and the others again.
After such a busy and chaotic day, under Bai Le's blind command, the small building not only did not become clean and tidy, but looked even more messy. Seeing that the few people dared not speak out, Bai Le's anger subsided and he wanted to find Rong Yuan again. But when he turned around, he found that there was no one sitting on the chair, and there was only a cup of cold tea on the table.
"Where did he go?" Bai Le grabbed Okoto and asked.
"I don't know." Okoto wiped the sweat off his head, looked around, and said, "Huh? Qiao Fei is gone too."
Everyone then realized that Qiao Fei had left without knowing when. It was no wonder that they hadn't noticed it before, because the stool in the corner was more noticeable than the taciturn boy. From Qiao Fei's previous behavior, it was not difficult to imagine that after he found out that Rong Yuan had left, he quietly followed him without alerting others.
Bai Le found out that the identity of Rong Yuan's "number one lackey" whom he had not seen for nearly a hundred years and whom he had never acknowledged had actually changed hands. He was both relieved and sad. He was stunned for a long time before he cursed, "Damn it!"
The lowest level of the central city is where people call the "black market".
It is called the black market not because it is a secret transaction outside the jurisdiction of the law, but because it is really dark here.
Even though the top floor of the central city was equipped with many light-reflecting panels that were as bright as the sun, the light it emitted still could not reach after being refracted layer by layer. Even at the brightest time of noon, there was only a little bit of light at the bottom, barely enough to walk without bumping into the wall. Most of the time, it was pitch dark.
But this is also the place where people like to trade the most.
Because of the special urban structure of the central city and the traffic systems that were built at will, the routes here are extremely complicated. Even an old bird who has lived here all his life may get lost. Sometimes, you may have to walk around for most of the day just to get to another building a dozen meters away. In this case, it is naturally very inconvenient for people to go shopping and buy daily necessities.
But there is one route that no one will get lost on, and that is up and down.
The black market emerged out of demand.
In order to facilitate access to the black market, almost all high-rise buildings have ropes of varying lengths and numbers hanging outside. Some floors are so high that more than a dozen ropes are needed to reach up and down smoothly. For this reason, almost all residents living in the central city are experts in zipline rappelling and freehand climbing.
At this time, Qiao Fei was following Rong Yuan, walking in the middle of the street in the black market.
He followed Rong Yuan, crossed several overpasses, and with the help of the ladders outside several buildings, he reached the bottom floor in a short time. Although this was Qiao Fei's first time in this city, he believed that even the person who was most familiar with the route in the city could not be faster than Rong Yuan. At the same time, he also felt that if he hadn't followed behind, Rong Yuan could actually be even faster if he was alone.
Qiao Fei did not ask Rong Yuan what he was doing in the black market, nor did he ask why he was so familiar with the routes in the city. He just followed Rong Yuan quietly, like a silent shadow.
According to the time on this planet, it should be evening, and the black market was truly dark. Only the lanterns hanging on the small stalls on both sides of the street emitted dim lights, sparingly illuminating a small area of ​​the road. Most of the stall owners themselves were sitting in the dark, with their heads down and their hands folded. At first glance, they looked like statues or corpses.
There is no shouting or bargaining here. There are many people walking on the street, but they are all as silent as the stall owners. Occasionally, if you see something you like, you will squat down and whisper a few words to the stall owner. Some people don't even speak, but just make a few quick gestures. After reaching a consensus, the transaction is completed. If the transaction is not successful, they will not entangle, but leave quietly and quickly.
Qiao Fei remembered what Babaru said when he introduced the central city to them - there are naturally large and formal shopping malls and various shops in the city, which are under the protection of several major forces, and no one will cause trouble. There are the best and most complete products in Prison Star, and the prices are naturally high. If ordinary people don't have much money but want to buy something of higher value, they will go to the black market to look for it; or if someone wants to sell something, they will find a place in the black market, set up a small stall, and wait for customers to come.
Many people in the black market barter, and the chance of buying fake goods is quite high. Sometimes, if you are not careful, you will be stabbed and all your property will be robbed. Therefore, in order to prevent others from seeing through their true colors and taking advantage of the opportunity to rob them, everyone here will hide their true identity in the dark.
But Rong Yuan did not do so, and neither did Qiao Fei. He could feel how many malicious eyes were looking at them in the quiet darkness.
However, anyone who reveals their true appearance in a place like this is either a fool or a rookie, or a super strong person. Before figuring out the strength of both of them, no rat in the dark would rashly attack them.
"How old are you this year?" Rong Yuan suddenly asked.
Qiao Fei was stunned for a moment before he realized that the words were directed at him. He replied, "Sixteen."
"Were you born on Prison Star?" Rong Yuan asked.
"yes."
"Where are the parents?"
"I don't have a father," Qiao Fei said. "My mother died when I was very young."
Rong Yuan didn't ask him how he grew up. He wasn't interested in the boy's past. It was obvious that Qiao Fei himself didn't take the past to heart. No matter how bitter or painful it was, it had already happened and could not be changed. They valued the present and focused on the future.
"Mia followed me because she doesn't dare to trust anyone else. Zhihuo wants a better life, Okoto wants to find an opportunity to gain greater benefits, Michelle wants to test my depth, and Ulves wants to come here to find his daughter." Rong Yuan said.
Hearing that Rong Yuan knew everyone's thoughts very well, Qiao Fei's expression did not change at all and he just listened quietly.
"Everyone who follows me has his own purpose. What about you? What do you want?" he heard Rong Yuan ask.
"I want to become stronger." Qiao Fei said without hesitation.
"Becoming stronger for what?"
Qiao Fei was at a loss: "Do I have to do something?"
Hearing him say this, Rong Yuan revealed a faint smile.
Among all the people Rong Yuan had come into contact with during these days, Qiao Fei was the one he communicated with the least, and also the most special one.
Everyone who comes to Prison Star, whether they have just arrived or have lived here for many years, whether they are like Heifeng and Ulvis who still have a trace of warmth and morality in their hearts, or are as cruel as the Kibe brothers who have lost their humanity, whether they are like Zhihuo who use up all their chips to gain a better life, or are like Okoto who treats life like a game, no matter how huge the differences are among them on the surface, there is one thing that must be the same.
That's despair.
They have lost all hope for the future and for their own lives, and live in pain and numbness. Perhaps they are so numb that they can no longer notice it, but the feeling of despair always hangs over them, making them cowardly and crazy, and therefore more extreme than people in the normal world.
Perhaps it is because they were once in heaven, so when they fall into hell, they fall more quickly.
Having said that, the only person who can remain optimistic after experiencing such a gap is probably a super idiot whose brain capacity is so small that he needs to regularly clear the cache of past memories. From this point of view, Bai Le's talent can really be called a natural gift.
But Qiao Fei is different.
There is hope in his eyes.
As long as today is better than yesterday and tomorrow can be better than today, he will always be calm and content.
For other people, living is a torment in itself, and they themselves don't know why they can still endure this kind of life, they just don't want to die like this. But for Qiao Fei, as long as he can be alive, it is a happy thing, and he doesn't have so much resentment in his heart.
Before this, Rong Yuan had only seen one person who looked like him—the boy named Ye Zi.
Although it was only a fleeting encounter with Ye Zi, Rong Yuan could see many of the same qualities in the boy as in Qiao Fei, such as tenacity, persistence, an infinite desire to survive, and an attitude of not caring about oneself. They were like unpolished colorless diamonds, inconspicuous at first glance, but extremely pure and hard.
This may be a trait that can only be seen in true Prison Star people.
Because they were born and raised in hell, they don't have much yearning and nostalgia for the outside world. Because they have never experienced it, they don't know what kind of peace and beauty it is. Those descriptions heard from others may be as empty as myths, right? That's why they can calmly accept all the misfortunes that happen to them and treat them as normal, endure all the pain, and never look at the distant heaven, but always look at the land under their feet, step by step, steadily and firmly moving forward, polishing themselves into a sword that is hidden in the sheath.
If a child like this were in the empire's military academy, he would be a talent that all the armies would fight to get, right?
Thinking of that scene, Rong Yuan found it very interesting. He glanced at Qiao Fei. The boy was always following behind him at a distance, but his presence was so thin that it would not attract anyone's attention, and even did not make Rong Yuan feel uncomfortable that any private space was violated. Rong Yuan felt more satisfied and said, "In this world, there is no gain without sacrifice. If you want to get something, you need to pay the same price. You want power, so what can you give me?"
Qiao Fei said without hesitation: "Anything is fine."
"Generally speaking, people who say such things are people who have nothing." Rong Yuan said.
Qiao Fei heard this and did not make any excuses. In his opinion, no matter how many good words you said, they were all false. All you had to do was do it.
Rong Yuan walked to a short black shadow and stopped, lowering his head with a slight sympathy in his eyes.
This was a child about ten years old, with skinny limbs, making his head look big and round. There were only two hideous black holes where his eyes should be. There were scars all over his face and body, some of which had already festered and festered, and he exuded a terrible stench.
The boy knelt naked on the ground, stretched out his incomplete little hands, and quietly waited for a little charity from who knows where, without moving for a long time. A small circle of glowing vines was wrapped around his left wrist, which was also the only light source on his body. That little bit of weak light was difficult to attract people's attention even in a completely dark environment. Just like its owner, he was waiting for death in an unknown corner.
Qiao Fei walked forward and put a palm-sized piece of Qi root hidden in his arms into the boy's hand. Qi root is the rhizome of a plant from Prison Star. It tastes sweet and is rich in water and nutrients. It is a rare fruit. I don't know where he found it.
The boy was stunned by the sudden weight in his hand. He bowed respectfully to thank him, then touched the wolfberry root and carefully brought it to his mouth to take a bite. The sweet taste made him smile timidly and innocently, and then he began to eat it quickly in small bites.
When he opened his mouth, Rong Yuan and Qiao Fei both saw that the boy had a mouth full of uneven rotten teeth, and there was a black area deep in his mouth, and the tongue that should have been there was nowhere to be seen.
Qiao Fei lowered his eyes. He knew that if Rong Yuan hadn't saved him by chance, this might be what he would look like in the future.
Rong Yuan squatted in front of the boy and watched him finish eating all the wolfberry roots. The boy's stomach was obviously very small, and he felt a little full when there was only half of it left, but he forced himself to stuff the rest into his throat.
——Try to eat as much as possible when you can, because you may not be able to find food for a long time.
- Don't leave leftover food because it will be snatched away quickly.
This is a simple yet cold truth that he has drawn from past experiences.
Then he felt his cold body suddenly warm up, and warm cloth wrapped around his whole body, and then he was picked up. The sudden feeling of being suspended in the air and bound made the boy struggle in panic, and then he heard a low and gentle voice saying, "Don't be afraid."
The boy stopped struggling and lay docilely in Rong Yuan's arms. But Rong Yuan knew that it was not because he was no longer afraid, but because his reason made him choose to obey in order to avoid further harm.
Rong Yuan's movements were gentler, and his voice was very gentle, but there seemed to be dark clouds and lightning in his eyes, and the invisible anger made the space around him seem to collapse. Qiao Fei couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the prying eyes around him quickly dodged as if they were burned.
Rong Yuan thought of Bai Xiang’s words.
[“I have heard of Paradise City, but I am not interested in that kind of place, so I don’t know much. And I heard that the guests who go to Paradise City are blindfolded and walk through a long, winding secret passage, making it impossible to identify the direction. Therefore, except for the organizers, no one knows where Paradise City is. If you want to know the details, it is better to ask the people in Paradise City instead of asking me.”
"Where can we find their people?"
"Black market. If you're lucky, you'll pick up one or two things thrown out by Paradise City."
"thing?"
"Well, lucky thing, it crawled back from the animal pen."
“…What are the characteristics?”
"No features. But when you see it, you'll know it's what you're looking for."]
Indeed, when Rong Yuan saw the boy, he knew he had found his target. And...
He looked down at the numerous wounds on the boy's body that seemed to have never healed, and cold anger burned in his chest. He thought to himself: How can this be called a human being?
Qi Gen, his name is Qi Gen.
He thought it was a sweet-sounding name.
But in his memory, he had only eaten wolfberry root once. That was when he was very young, his mother—yes, he still had a mother at that time—exchanged her body for a small piece of wolfberry root and fed it to him with great joy.
It was the first time for him to eat something so delicious, so he was very happy and ate it quickly with big mouthfuls. During this process, his mother licked her cracked lips and looked at him with loving eyes.
In the countless cold and dark days that followed, this little memory was always a treasure he treasured deep in his heart. He recalled his mother's warm embrace and loving eyes over and over again, and then he truly felt that he had been loved so deeply and without any impurities. This love made him feel a little happy, and the taste of wolfberry was also the sweetest taste in his memory.
He subconsciously avoided the subsequent screams, struggles, cold corpses, boiling blood, and the burning hunger he felt every day and night after he was abducted.
But every time he recalled it, he would feel a little regretful and guilty. He blamed his younger self: You were so greedy, how could you eat the whole piece of wolfberry root? You should have left half for your mother!
Then, until just now, he ate the wolfberry root with the same name for the second time. It was a very large piece, but there was no one to share it with.
Qi Gen tilted his ear to listen.
He couldn't see, and his skin was numb due to layers of scars. His ears seemed to have undergone a special change in the darkness, and he could hear any sound, no matter how small. Moreover, when his upper and lower teeth touched lightly and made a "clicking" sound, the echoing sound waves would construct a clear black and white image in his mind, allowing him to "see" more clearly than people with intact eyes.
He was rising, rising continuously, reaching a very high place.
The wind was cool and strong, brushing across the wound, bringing dull pain, but the soft cloth alleviated the pain.
Many sounds can be heard in the ears: the sound of quarrels, the sound of fighting, the sound of metal knocking, the sound of spitting, the sound of vegetables being poured into hot oil, the sound of water flowing, the sound of cloth shaking in the wind...
The many lively voices seemed so lively, so lively that he felt uneasy. But the arms holding him were always steady. This embrace was as warm as the embrace of his mother in his memory, but more solid and powerful.
Qi Gen did not think about questions like "What does he want to do?" or "Where is he going to take me?" because it was meaningless to think about these things. He could not change anything and could only bear it.
——As long as you don’t die.
He thought about it, then secretly hooked his two intact fingers around the collar of the man who was holding him, reveling in the feeling of this moment.
The man stopped.
Qi Gen couldn't help but move his head.
The warm sunshine shines on his face and he can smell the fragrance of flowers and plants. He doesn't need to use his eyes to know that this must be a very beautiful place.
"Huh? What did you bring back?" someone shouted.
"Wow - how scary!"
"Wow - how pitiful!"
Two women shouted at almost the same time.
"Everyone get out."
The person holding him was very authoritative, and with just a few words, he made everyone leave. Then he was carried upwards, walked up a flight of stairs, turned left, turned right, and turned right again, and he was placed on a warm bed.
Qi Gen's fingers flexed and stretched unconsciously twice and grabbed the bed sheet.
A slightly cool hand stroked his forehead, eye sockets, throat, chest, abdomen, calves, and touched his broken fingers. The movements were very gentle, as if afraid to hurt his wound.
Such tenderness makes people intoxicated as if they were drugged.
When the hand returned to his forehead again, Qi Gen couldn't help but tilt his head and rub it gently.
——Just like a hurt stray puppy, it still longs for human warmth.
Then he was frightened by his own "wanton behavior", shrank his neck, and waited for the next punishment.
However, the hand only used a little force and rubbed the top of his head.
For some reason, Qi Gen suddenly felt like crying.
The hand stroked his body again, and the endless warmth penetrated into his body like melting sunshine. He tried to stay awake, but couldn't help yawning and fell asleep.
When Qi Gen woke up again, he felt unprecedented comfort. He was stunned for a long time before he reached out and touched himself in disbelief.
The pain that had always been with me disappeared, and the wounds... the wounds seemed to have healed. Although I could still feel the uneven scars with my fingertips, they even felt smooth to the touch.
Someone had washed him, and he exuded a light fragrance. He was also wearing a new piece of clothing, the fabric was softer and denser than he had ever felt before, and he raised his arms carefully, fearing that he would tear the clothes accidentally.
He touched his face and saw a bandage tied around his eyes, covering the hideous and horrific scars.
The big bed beneath me was also incredibly soft. Lying on it felt like lying on a cloud.
Qi Gen lay there for a long time before forcing himself to get up from the bed. Deep down, he didn't want to disrupt the peace and comfort at this moment, but such treatment also made him feel deeply uneasy.
His teeth tapped against each other, making a "tapping" sound, and he "saw" that he was in a rather large bedroom with the curtains drawn and the door not far away. There was no one watching him, and there were no other restraints around him.
He opened the door, and immediately the sound of scattered conversation came from not far away.
"He's still sleeping?" Bai Le said indignantly, "Sleep, sleep, sleep! Is he a pig?"
"You're talking nonsense, the gentleman is not sleeping, he... he is thinking!" Mia mustered up the courage to retort.
"Yes, he is thinking about something that your brain cannot understand at all!" Zhihuo hid behind Mia and stared at Bai Le.
"You two are so bold!" Bai Le roared, "Come here!"
"Only a fool would go over there!" Zhihuo stuck out his tongue and pulled Mia to the other side of Rongyuan.
No one knew what happened during the general cleaning in the morning, but it made them realize Bai Le's nature of being a tough guy with a weak heart. Now, several people are not afraid of Bai Le at all, and they are very sharp-tongued when arguing with him, which makes Bai Le very angry.
Rong Yuan was still leaning back in his chair, "resting with his eyes closed", not reacting to their noise at all. Qiao Fei stood by, and if the tea got cold, he would immediately replace it with a new cup, regardless of whether Rong Yuan wanted to drink it or not. There was also a plate of dried fruit snacks on the table, but even though he was hungry, he didn't even touch the snacks.
"Okay, okay, if you have the guts, don't run away, or I'll throw you into the animal pen!" Bai Le threatened, his expression was similar to when an adult scares a child by saying "If you cry again, the big bad wolf will take you away."
So Mia was not afraid at all, and asked curiously: "What is the animal pen?"
"Hey, why should I tell you!" Bai Le said arrogantly.
Zhihuo rolled his eyes and begged in a soft voice, "Brother Bai Le, please tell me! We are new here and don't know anything. How can we compare to you who know everything about this place!"
"It's good to know. Get it clear. You will ask me for a lot of things in the future!" Bai Le raised his chin, coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, pointed in a direction with his chin, and said, "Do you see the white railing over there?"
Zhihuo stood on tiptoe and looked in the direction he pointed for a long time, but didn't see any white railings. She pouted and said, "Where is it?"
"Are you talking about... that?" Mia pointed hesitantly at a row of toothpick-like white poles in the northeast corner far away. Because it was far away, the railings looked thin and small, and seemed to be only at the very edge of the city.
"That's right. There's a very wide mine tunnel that leads deep underground. Some extremely dangerous monsters often crawl out of it. That's why the animal pen was built." Bai Le threatened them, "You know what? Unclaimed corpses will be thrown into the animal pen. After a few hours, they will be dragged away by wild beasts and eaten up completely. I guarantee that not even a bone will be left!"
Mia looked at the clean white railings and shuddered uncontrollably as she thought about how many people were buried there.
"Haha, are you scared?" Bai Le said proudly.
Zhihuo refused to admit defeat, and said with his hands on his hips, "I don't believe that Mr. Rong is still here! Do you dare to bully us?"
Bai Le glared: "What am I afraid of?"
Zhihuo challenged, "Do you dare?"
Bai Le looked at Rong Yuan eagerly, then backed off. His eyes flickered as he said, "Young people nowadays really don't know how to respect their elders. You'll understand when you suffer a loss one day..."
"Let me ask you, Mr. Rong is here, do you dare to come over?" Zhihuo pressed.
"I...I..." Bai Le looked up and said, "I just don't believe he will stand up for you! Rong Yuan, I'm standing right here, come and hit me! Come on, come on, hit me!" He made a face and shouted at Rong Yuan, looking particularly mean.
Then he was beaten.
A dried fruit hit Bai Le on the head. The force was not strong, but the damage to his heart was huge. Bai Le covered his forehead and looked at Rong Yuan accusingly, crying out in grievance and anger: "You hit me? You actually hit me?"
She looked just like a loving wife who discovered her husband was unfaithful and treacherous.
Rong Yuan opened his eyes helplessly, looked at him and said, "You are old now, can you be more mature?"
"Damn, I'm very mature! Almost ripe!" Bai Le said in a sonorous and powerful voice.
Rong Yuan rubbed his forehead and sighed. After searching with his mental power for most of the day and still not finding the location of Paradise City, even he would feel tired and had to rest for a while. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Qiao Fei had handed the teacup to him just right. Rong Yuan took a sip and asked, "So what are you guys arguing about? Forget it, don't tell me, I don't want to know."
Bai Le closed his mouth in dismay, and no one knew what he originally wanted to accuse him of.
Zhihuo and Mia also seemed to be more obedient. Because they suddenly realized that although Bai Le looked scared of Rong Yuan, the relationship between the two of them was obviously very familiar, and Rong Yuan was very tolerant of him. So they could use Rong Yuan's tiger skin to provoke Bai Le, but it might not work if Rong Yuan suppressed Bai Le for them.
Bai Le watched Rong Yuan put down the teacup, and couldn't help but move closer and asked, "Hey, where did you bring that dirty kid back from? When I asked the kid, he refused to tell me." After saying that, he glared at Qiao Fei fiercely.
Qiao Fei ignored him.
Rong Yuan frowned and said, "I suspect... he might be from Paradise City."
"Paradise City? The Paradise City you are looking for?"
"Yeah. I wanted to learn the location of Paradise City from him, but it seems..." Rong Yuan paused, turned his head to look at the door, and asked, "Are you awake?"
Everyone turned around and saw a small head sticking out from the door, like a little squirrel cautiously exploring the surroundings. Although his face was wrapped in a bandage, he still looked scary.
Zhihuo took a deep breath, forced himself to look at that face, and forced himself to smile gently. He kept repeating in his heart: [Rong Yuan is watching you! Rong Yuan is watching you!] and only then did he resist turning his gaze away.
The boy was startled and shrank back behind the door. Rong Yuan raised his hand to stop Bai Le from trying to pick him up. After a while, the boy stuck his head out again, tapping his teeth lightly, and soon found Rong Yuan's direction accurately. After hesitating for a long time, he walked out and slowly walked towards Rong Yuan.
As he walked, he asked himself:
——Could it be a trap?
——Who cares about your miserable life?
——What if it’s a trap?
——I have experienced the worst, how could it be worse?
——Are you afraid of death?
——Not afraid.
He walked up to Rong Yuan, looked up, and couldn't see the man's appearance, but in his mind, he imagined a tall, gentle man who gave people an infinite sense of security.
This is his most beautiful imagination of his father.
He tentatively stretched out his hand and gently touched Rong Yuan's fingertips. The cool touch made him smile a little. The boy opened his mouth slightly and drew a question mark in the air.
Rong Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Are you asking me why I want to find Paradise City?"
The boy nodded.
"Of course we have to destroy it." Rong Yuan said lightly.
The boy lowered his head and bit his lip. Rong Yuan just looked at him quietly without asking any further questions. Bai Le wanted to say something, but was blocked by the inexplicable atmosphere, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
After a long time, the boy finally raised his head, and his small body seemed to contain a huge explosive force. He took off his shirt, revealing countless scars all over his body. Mia let out a low cry, and then quickly covered her mouth.
The boy raised the sharp nail of his right thumb and scratched it hard from his throat. A faint blood mark connected many new and old scars on his body. Tiny blood beads oozed out, but the boy continued to scratch as if he didn't feel any pain. Mia and others looked reluctant, but Rong Yuan did not stop him, but there was a hint of amazement in his expression.
When the boy finished, a crooked and extremely complicated line appeared on his body. Although there was no explanation, everyone understood it.
This is a map.
A map leading to Paradise City.