Ye Zhan was wandering around the ship hall when Fan Xiao noticed him and said hello to him. Ye Zhan found that this person was simple-minded, straightforward, and belonged to the category of Alpha that he looked up to, so he also responded with a smile. Qin Hang, whose nose was still swollen, wanted to say hi and glanced at him shyly, Ye Zhan didn’t spoil him much so why did he look at himself so sadly?
It was now that he felt the benefit of Qi Yuan’s fist, the Alphas generally regarded him as the boss, at least with a respectful attitude on his face, and he didn’t dare to lick his eyes indiscriminately. Ye Zhan was leisurely and took the initiative to talk to a few people who were more pleasing to the eye. Those Alphas weren’t used to it at first, but as long as they talked about fighting, mutant beasts, and such topics, they all gave him a thumbs up and called Ye Zhan an expert.
Swinging to the corner of the hall, Ye Zhan noticed that a silent man was standing there- he was thin, only 1.7 meters by sight, wearing an oversized black cloak, leaning quietly against the wall, looking down and flipping through a book.
There was a smell of wet rain on him and combined with his appearance, Ye Zhan guessed that he was an Omega. Strangely, the surrounding Alphas turned a blind eye to the Omega, and even deliberately lowered their voices when they spoke, as if they were afraid of disturbing him.
Ye Zhan hesitated, but still walked over, “Hello ……”
Halfway through the greeting, he stopped in surprise. For the young man looked up and smiled at him—he had two pupils in his sockets.
It is a double pupil, the big one is brownish-black, in the middle of the eye socket, and the small one is pale and close to transparent, like a silver-white moon, like a solar eclipse where one pupil generally overlaps with the main pupil. Although these eyes were shocking, they did not look evil but had a thrilling beauty to them.
Ye Zhan quietly hid his surprise and smiled, “Hello, my name is Ye Zhan.”
“You are one of the few who are not afraid of me at first sight, my name is Chu Yu.” Chu Yu raised his head, and the four pupils looked at him at the same time, and the more Ye Zhan looked at it, the more amazed he became as if he was watching the sinking of the black sun and the rise of the white moon.
Chu Yu’s voice is extremely beautiful, every syllable is like a beautiful note, and a plain sentence coming out of his mouth can form a beautiful melody. This is no longer about just having a nice voice, Ye Zhan reasonably suspects that he is a stranger with some kind of voice ability.
“In ancient mythology, it was recorded that those with double pupils were generally saints, and some even had godheads, such as Cangjie, Yu Shun, and Chong’er,” Ye Zhan said tentatively, “Your aura is not brutal.”
Chu Yu said, “It seems that you know a lot about mythology.”
“I used to be a hunter, and I spent the first half of my life dealing with strange beasts,” Ye Zhan said, “And in the second half of my life, I was even more powerful as I directly slept in the same bed with dragons.”
Chu Yu knew that he was talking about Qi Yuan, and couldn’t help but purse his lips and smile. He lifted the cloak from his head, revealing his long gray hair, with leaf hair ornaments behind his ears, and tied them loosely.
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“I should also re-introduce myself,” Ye Zhan imitated his appearance and also bowed his head solemnly, but his attitude was very frivolous, “I am a prisoner of the leader of your organization, and I am currently serving as the lady of the organization.”
Chu Yu was amused again and felt that the young man in front of him was very interesting, even if he was wrapped in meticulous formal clothes, he still had a light and flowing aura on his body, like morning mist and flying flotsam, an elusive aura.
“I’ve seen you before, but you were unconscious then. It’s the first time I’ve seen Qi Yuan care so much about someone.” Chu Yu said.
“That’s because he’s blind.” Ye Zhan hurriedly evaded the topic and asked curiously, “Is the priest going to Xuancheng with us this time?”
Chu Yu shook his head, “I’ll only scare the others.”
“How, when your eyes are so beautiful.” Ye Zhan praised him 100 percent sincerely.
Chu Yu smiled and closed the book in his hand, “Thank you.”
Ye Zhan noticed that he was reading a book of tragedies, and blinked and said, “Maybe it will be dangerous to go to Xuancheng this time, can the priest give me a blessing?”
“Of course, what kind of blessing do you want?”
“Hmm…… Just wish me good health and that all my wishes come true.”
“I bless ……” Chu Yu was about to speak, but Ye Zhan suddenly made a ‘wait’ gesture, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and turned on the recording function.
Chu Yu: “I wish you good health, and that all your wishes come true.”
Hearing these two spiritual words, Ye Zhan felt a sense of relief and comfort in his body, and he sighed secretly, worthy of being a saint-level supernatural person. He just doesn’t know if the recording has the same effect, if so, it can be taken out and sold for money, and it’s not too much to listen to it once for a silver coin, right?
“Thank you for your blessings.”
“You’re welcome,” Chu Yu said, “I’m not a person of speech, and my words may not work, especially the four words ‘all wishes come true’, it is difficult for people to even get a glimpse of the heavens, so why should they go against the arrangement of fate?”
This guy spoke unexpectedly upright, Ye Zhan thought, shouldn’t the priests devote to the gods?
“Do priests believe in such things as the fate of the heavens?” Ye Zhan said, “I have always felt that these are too illusory, and it is difficult enough for people to live the life in front of them.”
“Of course, when fate comes to you, no one can evade it.” Chu Yu said, “Do you want to hear a story?”
There were still ten minutes before landing, and Ye Zhan readily agreed, “Okay.”
Chu Yu’s story is very simple. It is said that once upon a time, there was a group of people with noble blood and strong spiritual power, and they were people who could survive alone in troubled times.
The patriarch of this clan is a saint, and after painstaking cultivation, he finally reached the realm of transformation, penetrating yin and yang, and knowing the past and the present. He decided to open his eyes to the future and see when the catastrophe would come.
Before peeping, the whole clan gathered, and the patriarch of the saint raised his glass to drink with the clansmen, and said loudly, “If there is still a hundred years of suffering, we will grit our teeth and persist for a hundred years, if there is still a thousand years of calamity, we will fight hard for a thousand years!”
After the ceremony was completed, the patriarch began to do it, and a heavenly eye was cracked on his forehead, looking into the infinite future.
Listening to Chu Yu’s tone, he knew that the result would not be good, Ye Zhan asked, “What happened later?”
“Later, the patriarch probably succeeded in seeing the future, but no one knows what he saw, everyone only knows one result: after that day, the clan committed suicide en masse, and since then it has disappeared.” Chu Yu said.
“Collective suicide,” Ye Zhan asked, “and how did you know this story?”
“There was only one woman who did not commit suicide, she was eight or nine months pregnant at the time, and she wanted to die, but she gave birth to her child before she left the world.” Chu Yu smiled, “This kid is me.”
Ye Zhan sighed, “Then you should really believe in fate.”
All the people of the clan committed suicide, but he survived by the kindness of his mother, and coincidentally, the son of a saint was also a saint, born in a future without a future.
“What are you talking about?” Qi Yuan walked over, his hand naturally resting on his shoulder, “We’re ready to go down.”
The ship came to a steady stop on the ground, and the noisy bandits all fell silent and looked out of the hatch. Behind the high and wide city walls was a solemn black city, full of buildings and avenues. There are no devastated ruins, no roaming beasts, no hungry children, no warriors with missing arms and legs, and no such good place in their best dreams, it is simply heaven on earth.
“The future that the patriarch saw was right,” Chu Yu said softly, “There is no hope, there is no end to this disaster, the catastrophe will never end, and all of our struggles are in vain……”
“But we’re still here,” Qi Yuan continued his words, “living in such a world.”
The first volume, Hard to Fly with Wings, is over. It’s just an introduction and the next volume goes into the main storyline. Xiao-Ye won’t relax and will continue to work hard to run.
The theme of the next volume is “Escape”, all the characters who appear are in a state of escaping something, needless to say Ye Zhan, Qi Yuan wants to escape from the fate of depravity, and Feng Rao wants to escape from the life of losing himself in the collective. In short, everyone’s stories will continue to unfold and be tightly intertwined.
And, in the next volume, I will change the style of writing as the things I want to express are also complicated, and I hope I don’t capsize while writing.
T/N: I will upload the remaining bonus chapter once I figure out how to separate the chapters by volume. Thanks for reading and for the generous kofi giver!
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