Chapter 46

Cross got the herbs smoothly, and one could tell at a glance that he was happy.

Coincidentally, the rainstorm stopped, and the sunlight penetrated the clouds and scattered, drawing a golden border around people.

Signaling to Luo Xia not to worry, Jiang Zhulang pulled Cross aside.

"Why, Lanno, are you going to abandon your useless companions and join me?"

"They are much more useful than you. At least they won't cause trouble."

Cross leaned lazily against the tree trunk, stretching his limbs, like a big golden cat.

He combed his hair and replied, "The more capable you are, the more work you should do. Lan Nuo, you are so capable, how can you not participate?"

"Tsk," Jiang Zhulang slapped off the grass seeds stuck to his neck and continued to ask, "So, you allowed so many adventurers to come and fight for it because of that ridiculous rumor that the elixir needs to be watered with blood?"

Cross chuckled, "Uh-huh. Yes and no. I often wonder why every time I look for medicine, I always encounter various kinds of pursuits."

Jiang Zhulang complained: "You called it robbery and stealing, so it's no surprise that you were chased and killed."

"Tsk, the real world of warlocks is so cruel. If you want something, you have to fight for it yourself. I don't think I did anything wrong."

"So what are you surprised about?"

"I wonder if there is a person or an organization secretly watching my every move. They don't want me to die, but they don't want me to succeed easily either. So, after every action, I always encounter various obstacles."

Jiang Zhulang raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you think about who you revealed the news to. Your relatives, or..."

"Not them!" Cross interrupted him. The rapid vibration of his chest caused internal injuries. He covered his mouth and coughed up blood.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

"Maybe a sorcerer with the talent of 'shapeshifting'..."

Jiang Zhulang curled his lips and stopped talking. He pretended to pass the handkerchief to the man and threw the activated little spider into his pocket while he was not paying attention, so that he could present some scenes that he could not be present for.

Jiang Zhulang felt that the only drawback of entering the Nidos continent was that he could only present the story from his perspective.

This is fine in the early stages, but if it's like this throughout the whole chapter...

How should we shape the characters other than the protagonist?

Their past, their memories...

At least the part about Cross, he wanted to present it completely.

In the last update, he figured out that he could draw the memories spoken by the characters even if they were unconscious, and he could add details based on his imagination.

But he wasn't sure whether his physical presence at the scene had any impact on this.

Moreover, unless Cross had the truth serum from Harry Potter's world, it would be impossible for him to tell you anything about what happened after he returned to his tribe.

Therefore, Jiang Zhulang had to use some "technology" to present this part of the plot.

——The simulated spider that Luoshia refined for him.

He had experimented and found that even at a great distance, as long as it was activated, it could be used. However, the longer the distance, the slower the action.

Cross, who was still coughing up blood from time to time, did not notice Jiang Zhulang's little movements. Perhaps he himself did not notice that after several times of getting along, he became more and more relaxed around Jiang Zhulang, even though every encounter between them ended with one of them getting injured.

Otherwise, with his sensitivity, he would have noticed Jiang Zhulang's little movements long ago.

Jiang Zhulang attributes this to the special bond between the creator and the character.

"Do you think this legendary healing medicine can cure my brother's illness?"

After catching his breath, Cross rudely pushed aside Jiang Zhulang, who had taken out a recliner at some point, and forcibly occupied an empty seat.

cannot.

Jiang Zhulang answered silently in his heart without saying a word.

Cross didn't care and said to himself: "When I first detected the blood talent, my brother was only one year old. He was a small ball, following me, very cute. However, I was too excited and wanted to show off my strength. The four knives, under the control of violent power, cut his meridians. From then on, he lost the possibility of stepping into the door of warlock forever, and because of this, his body was left with a root of disease..."

"After that day, I swore that I would find a way to cure him. It doesn't matter if he's not a sorcerer, I can always protect him. I just hope he stays healthy and doesn't catch a fever or a cold due to being exposed to the wind and rain..."

Jiang Zhulang quietly listened to Cross telling him about the past that he was already familiar with.

The longer he stayed in Nidos, the more he couldn't help thinking that the suffering he gave to the characters might have made them what they are today, but for the characters, are they willing to have such an experience?

He didn't know it before.

Now he knows.

Looking at Cross's profile, his eyes softened for once.

To be honest, the emotions he invested in Cross were no less than those in the "protagonist Lanno" who was killed by his butterfly. The reason why he was rude to him now was simply because of the complicated feelings that his first "death" brought him.

Even if we take a step back, knowing Cross's personality and character, he still blames him. Does that mean he is not wrong?

Jiang Zhulang thought that he should be nicer to Cross...

"bite--!"

In the residual light, something flew towards Martin and Roshia who were watching silently in the distance. Jiang Zhulang subconsciously gathered his energy to block it, only to find that they were two daggers, one of which was inlaid with gems, with a thin and curved blade. No matter how he looked at it, it looked like the one that had cut his throat.

Jiang Zhulang: ...

He decided to take back his previous idea!!

"What are you doing?!" Martin glared, while Roshia pointed the gun at Cross.

"Oh my," Cross recalled the dagger and looked at Jiang Zhulang righteously. He could even see his own reflection in his eyes.

His expression was calm, and he didn't care at all about the failed sneak attack, as if he was just casually slapping a mosquito to death.

Cross: "Lannuo, your reactions are getting faster and faster." He glanced at Martin with disdain, "Some things Lannuo hears may not mean you hear them. Especially--"

He turned his gaze to Roshia: "Someone who hides his true identity and dares not show it to the public."

"Let me guess, why do you want to change your appearance? Is it because you have an ugly face underneath this skin? Or is it..."

"Shut up, what qualifications do you have to criticize him?"

Jiang Zhulang's eyes were cold, and he grabbed Cross's neck to stop him from saying anything else.

Cross was forced to look up at the black-haired boy who blocked out the light from the sky.

Compared to the first time I saw him, he was between a teenager and a young man, and his youthfulness had faded a little. His delicate eyebrows and eyes were more aggressive. His long and thick eyelashes were like a small fan, casting a shadow under his eyes, making his eyes look even colder.

When I first met Lan Nuo, he was alone, sitting stupidly in a luxurious top-of-the-line carriage. At first glance, he looked like a young man from a wealthy family who was not very worldly-wise.

Having been fooled by his harmless appearance, he fell into trouble for the first time.

The second time he saw Lanno, he already had a familiar friend, one was a secretive person, and the other was a useless person. Cross didn't understand why he would associate with such a person, who was obviously a little liar full of lies, wasn't he?

Cross was both excited and dissatisfied at the thought of the intelligence he had gathered on him.

He was excited about this person, who had extraordinary talent and varied identities, and he was the only one who discovered his secret;

But he was dissatisfied. Such a smart person should be his opponent. How could his opponent have such a friend?

Maybe, it would be nice for him to be friends with him...?

Then... it's now.

He was obviously revealing the secret of disguise for his own good, to prevent him from being deceived by people with ulterior motives. But he stopped himself twice, and even got so angry.

His tone was calmer than ever before, but Cross could hear the extremely suppressed anger and coldness in it.

Why?

Thinking so, he asked the same question.

Jiang Zhulang just smiled coldly, "I think, now that you are old enough, you should know what to say and what not to say."

Cross repeated, "Isn't this something I should say? But I think I should say this..."

Luo Xiya approached Jiang Zhulang without knowing when. He took off his disguise and stood beside Jiang Zhulang with his face covered with scars, protruding artificial eyes, and half of his face like a Shura. He said calmly, "Do you think he doesn't know?"