Chapter 105
The Red Shadow tore down the roads extending in all directions of Baidi City.
Song Bai had music playing in the car, some old song from the last century.
The singing flowed slowly and smoothly, dispersing some of the chill atmosphere.
Si Chen put his hand on the side of his neck, where the two puncture wounds had healed.
He had already taken a shower and changed into a new set of clothes while in Song Ziyu’s RV earlier. The shower gel had a light milky scent.
He looked at the surging spring river outside the window. “Teacher, where are you heading to now?”
Song Bai originally wanted to say, “I’m taking you back home to eat you” but he felt that if he were to say something like this, the student he recruited after much effort really would jump out the car and run away. He decided to swallow his words.
“We’re heading to my place to seal away the containment boxes first. Then we’re going to discuss that juvenile Eternal Life Abyss in you.”
Although Song Bai often stayed in the school or in different hotels for convenience, he also had a place of his own.
This residence though was a bit small for Song Bai’s status. It was a large flat in the center of Baidi City. On the 328th floor, the penthouse floor. It had a total floor area of a three hundred square meters and it was a reconstruction of No. 13’s home based on his memory.
The building is as tall as a mountain peak and is named Baidi Building.
Baidi City’s central avenue passes through near the 88th floor of the building.
It’s the tallest building in Baidi City, overlooking almost the entire city. Sometimes Song Bai looks out the floor-to-ceiling windows and feels like he’s surveying his own kingdom.
When they arrived, it was almost dusk.
Song Bai’s home was quite tidy. Though it wasn’t model-unit-clean it didn’t look as though anyone lived there.
Si Chen was a little surprised. “I thought Teacher would live some place with fewer people.”
In other words, somewhere more hidden.
Song Bai replied, “It’d be the same no matter where I live.”
This was absolute, unassailable self-confidence.
He didn’t even need to explain much to Si Chen.
He opened a cabinet bolted to one wall and took out a box filled with real estate certificates. “Pick any one you like.”
Song Bai couldn’t accept that Si Chen was still living in company housing.
Even if Serpent Staff Gene’s staff accommodations are actually quite nice.
It is unknown who spread the rumor that Song Bai was into acquiring real estate; most of the properties here were actually gifted to him by others and were spread out in various Safe Zones.
Si Chen: “…”
He was momentarily silent. He then began to leaf through the real estate certificates. Some of the properties had been purchased as far back as a hundred and fifty years ago. The certificates also contained the SID chips used to unlock their doors. None had a market price below nine figures.
He pushed the pile back. “They’re too expensive.”
Song Bai took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. “You have to learn to get used to it. There will be many who will try and curry favor with you in the future. I don’t want to interfere with your social life, but unless you surpass me one day, in the eyes of others, you will never be more than just my student. To the outside world, you represent my will. I don’t want you to be bribed by small favors.”
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Song Bai picked up a hair tie and gathered his long hair into a low ponytail. “Follow me.”
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When Song Bai walked up to the door, the relief on the door said, “Song Bai? Why are you here today? I’m warning you, you better not put any rubbish in my belly…”
Song Bai turned a deaf ear to it and pushed open the iron door.
Beyond the door was a galaxy.
The space was so vast, you could not see its end. Each containment device floated in this galaxy.
Si Chen’s eyes widened slightly. He felt like a country bumpkin presented with his first look of the big city.
Song Bai said, “Take them out.”
He was referring to the containment boxes that Si Chen had gotten from the square tower.
Si Chen put everything on the floor, except for the walnut he got from Room 13.
These iron boxes floated up on their own and merged with the others.
This was Song Bai’s private warehouse, filled with things he had accumulated over the years. Take any at random and sell it and it will fetch a sky-high price.
To say that he had a fortune worth hundreds of billions was an understatement.
The price competition outside is too fierce. Song Bai would rather keep them here in the warehouse to rot than take them outside and sell them.
He has no need for money. Song Bai no longer needs simple coins in his life. After all, money is only useful under a certain social order.
Song Bai raised his hand and a small square box flew out and landed on his hand.
He handed it to Si Chen. “Take it. It’s compensation for serving as my blood pack.”
The box was very heavy.
In this barter transaction, Si Chen probably made a bit of profit.
Song Bai didn’t stay in the warehouse for long.
When he closed the door, the relief on the door said loudly, “You finally got your things back. Are you ready to put your body together for a second rebirth?”
Si Chen’s eye twitched when he heard this.
People who know too much often don’t live long.
Moreover, his relationship with White King didn’t seem good enough to be privy to these private matters.
Song Bai led him back to the living room and pointed to a chair by the window. “Sit.”
He went to the wine cellar and fetched a bottle of wine which he opened in front of Si Chen. “We don’t have time to let it breathe. Have a drink.”
Light yellow wine was poured into a wine glass.
Si Chen replied, “I’m allergic to alcohol, Teacher.”
He could even inject gene medicine into his body, so there was actually no need to worry about an alcohol allergy.
But Si Chen was worried about being knocked out by this glass of wine and waking up with no kidneys and with no chance to argue.
Song Bai didn’t insist.
Lights were starting to turn on in the city. They were too high up and the neon lights in the distance appeared dim.
Si Chen’s eyes fell on his shadow.
At that time, this squatting monster hadn’t been the shadow of a human being.
Rationally, he knew that Song Bai didn’t want him dead but instinctually, Si Chen still felt nervous.
The Eternal Life Abyss in his body felt more nervous than he did. Even on the way here, it didn’t dare speak.
Song Bai had made too many jokes before.
Like asking him give birth to Xi He; or going to the Khaos Manufacturing Facility for ingredients for when he stews and eats him.
The scary thing about the jokes from one’s superiors is that they are fully capable of making these jokes into reality. It all depends on whether they decide to or not.
Pretense and sincerity mixed together.
Si Chen didn’t find it funny, only scary.
Song Bai stared out the floor-to-ceiling window for a long time before he then turned his head. “I’m feel like talking today, so you’ll just have to be my audience.”
On their way here, Song Bai seemed to give him a choice but in fact, there had been no room for Si Chen to refuse. From the day he chose to apply for Baidi University, his fate had already deviated. At the moment, he couldn’t tell whether it was for the better or for the worse.
Si Chen replied, “I’m all ears.”
Song Bai started, “Many years ago, because of the ‘high-dimensional invasion’, the Alliance implemented the Safe Zone system. Because of limited resources, only the more outstanding of the population were allowed into the Safe Zones. It was said that this was to better ensure the continuity of mankind. Later, Safe Zones and Disaster Zones turned into two completely different worlds.”
“I was born in a Disaster Zone. At the time, I was still young and was unaware that I was No. 13. When I turned 91 years old, I snatched a piece of land from the Alliance and built Baidi City, which I opened to many refugees from the Disaster Zones. This place was originally the heart of the continent, in other words, its capital.”
His fingers pointed at the city through the glass.
“I am ill-suited to governing a city. In just ten years, Baidi City had become the most chaotic Safe Zone. When the population was at its highest, there were 90 million people living here. Three generations lived in a house the size of a dorm room. These people had no future and no hope; they were just living. Everyone was fighting over the few remaining resources.”
“Every year, I needed to subsidize the finances myself. So I established Weeds, a violent crime organization in the wilderness, specializing in taking money from other Safe Zones. They robbed and extorted but it was far from enough. Later, I had to give up letting others in.”
Si Chen hadn’t known of the chaos and bloodshed that the name “White King” had caused back then. But he still caught an unusual aura from Song Bai’s tone.
“On the day Baidi City closed its gates, I was at the outskirts of the city. There was this middle-aged man who said he’d sold his house in the Disaster Zone and drove all the way here with his family. On the way, he was handicapped after an encounter with mutants that left only him alive. But on his face was a look of gratification. Soon, he would be able to enter the city. Entering a Safe Zone is not really safe but at least you won’t have to be afraid of unexpected Space Folds.
“But the city gates closed before his eyes. He wandered outside Baidi City for a long time and finally chose to hang himself. He didn’t know that I had been the one to make that decision. Before he died, he gave me the ashes of his wife and daughter, hoping that they could be buried together.”
Si Chen opened his mouth slightly, and after a while, comforted, “…It wasn’t your fault.”
Song Bai said, “No, it wasn’t. I was right.”
“…” Si Chen.
Song Bai raised his glass and drank it in one go. “I must firmly believe that I am right. Give up on the people in front of me and save more people. Who can say this is wrong?”
Si Chen thought for a moment. “Yes.”
“But this choice is no different from the original intention for establishing the Safe Zones. At that time, I understood that even if I could defeat the Great Families, the world won’t become a better place. There is only one way to return the world to normal and that is to end the High-dimensional Invasions.”
Anger flashed across Song Bai’s calm face. “Send those filthy things back where they belong.”
This goal or rather, dream, sounded unbelievably ambitious.
But Si Chen still captured a piece of information. “Is there a way to end high-dimensional invasions?”
Song Bai replied, “I don’t know. I haven’t managed it yet.”
“Why are you…,” Si Chen considered his words and looked into White King’s eyes, “telling me all this?”
He actually couldn’t help yet. Among his peers, Si Chen was already outstanding. He even used a Space Fold to personally prove that he was not inferior to the heirs of the Great Families.
But everything White King said was too far removed from his life. He never even thought about the possibility of “ending the high-dimensional invasions”.
Song Bai replied calmly, “Because I am going to die and I need someone to inherit everything from me.”
In the face of death, everyone is equal. The difference is that some people die when they die and some people can exist in another form after their death.
What came to Si Chen’s mind at that moment was not the rich old man and his inheritance but what Kuafu said while hidden in black mist in the Space Fold.
【What a perfect vessel. 】
Song Bai stood up, bent down and stared at Si Chen’s face. A smile appeared on his face. “You’re shaking. It seems you know it too.”
His fingers touched the side of Si Chen’s face. “I actually like you quite a lot. In you, I see the shadow of my younger self.”
Si Chen sank into the sofa behind him, unable to retreat.
The tip of his nose was filled with the strong smell of the sea; the saltiness of the sea tinged with blood.
“Teacher…” Si Chen had to force the word out.
Song Bai’s dark pupils gradually turned red. “I can also tell you that this Eternal Life Abyss in your body was separated from me for the purpose of suppressing my level. I am now on the Eighth Step. When I reach the Ninth, I will be expelled from this world.”
Strictly speaking, Song Bai was Si Chen’s Eternal Life Abyss’ biological mother.
Si Chen’s pupils truly were quaking now.
He thought back to how he’d picked up the Eternal Life Abyss.
In the beginning, this Eternal Life Abyss had indeed come from a branch of the Song Family. The organization that had found him was Weeds.
He thought it was all a coincidence. And indeed, it really did seem to have been a coincidence.
Si Chen opened his mouth. “Why me?”
Song Bai took back his hand. “That’s right. Why? Teacher also wants to know.”
He stood up straight again.
“I’m giving you two choices. The first, I’ll have you forget what happened tonight. You can continue to study for your graduate degree at Baidi University. I will not interfere with you. After you die, I will claim your remains. The second, you become my heir. I will do my best to nurture you. Let me see hope and finally inherit my will.”
“But no matter what choice you make, Teacher will tell you how to coexist with the Eternal Life Abyss. So, choose.”
So gaining the baby ELA was predetermined by Song Bai…?🤔
Song bai is now lil abyss’….grandma…. or other mom.
😭 why is this scarier than everything that’s happened so far??
(⊙_◎)eeeehhhhhhh. the what. you’re the mom. Omyghad (/¯◡ ‿ ◡)/¯ ~ ┻━┻
… Song Bai just singlehandedly raised his status from creepy perv teacher to “I am your mother”
D*MN *whistles*
Holy beep Batman!
So many new informations at once, the creepy perv is his… mom? 😭😹