Chapter 140: Atalan Never Believed So Much...
The moon gradually climbed up to the treetops, and its silvery light fell on the temporary camp deep in the dense forest.
Their operations are mainly carried out inside the warships, and the camps are built for the convenience of activities and safety.
When Elmer returned with the search party, he was stunned—
In the center of the camp, the black-haired male insect's left arm was almost soaked in blood, and under the torn cloth, the hideous wound was so deep that the bone was visible.
What shocked him even more was that the creature next to him, covered in pearly white scales, was holding the unconscious Delshi tightly, and its dark green vertical pupils were staring vigilantly at every breathing creature that approached.
——There were three shocking bloody holes on Deleshi’s chest, blood had soaked through his military uniform, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.
"Deleshi!" Elmer almost pounced on him, his voice changing in tone.
The pearly white creature immediately bared its teeth and growled threateningly:
"Get out of here!"
Its claws tightened, protecting Delshi even tighter, as if afraid of being snatched away.
Xirui endured the severe pain in his left arm, took a deep breath, and walked forward:
"Lawu."
He called out the creature's name—or should it be a name, since the creature kept saying those two words.
"They can save Dresi."
Xirui slowed down his tone and pointed in the direction of the medical team.
"Treat him, understand? Just make him better."
Rau tilted his head, a hint of confusion flashed in his green eyes, but he still did not let go.
Elmer was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. He trembled and sniffed for Dreshi's breath. After confirming that he was still alive, he immediately turned around and shouted:
"Where's the doctor?! Get the medical team over here!"
The camp was instantly thrown into chaos, and medical soldiers rushed over.
Xirui had already lost too much blood and his vision was blacking out. Elmer's shouting made his temples throb.
He closed his eyes, trying to stay awake for the last moment.
"Cerie!"
A clear voice suddenly came from the edge of the camp.
Xirui raised his head suddenly, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Lanta."
Atalan was seen walking quickly towards them, his long golden hair looking like a flowing river of stars in the moonlight.
His gaze lingered on Xirui's left arm for a moment, his golden pupils suddenly constricted, but he quickly regained his composure.
"What's going on?"
He asked in a deep voice, his eyes sweeping over Rawu and the severely injured Delshi.
Of course, the white creature was also covered in blood.
Xirui shrugged, but ended up pulling at the wound, causing him to hiss in pain.
"It's a long story... But for now, let's take care of the wound first, and take care of it too. It seems to understand what we say and has a certain ability to communicate."
He pointed at Raoul.
Atalan nodded, walked up to Rawu, and looked into its eyes calmly: "I won't hurt him."
His voice was soft, yet filled with undeniable determination, "But if you delay any longer, he will die."
Almost in an instant.
The pressure of the S-level female insect is released.
Lawton, it is a very pure creature and can naturally sense strength and weakness.
It was scared, but it didn't want to retreat.
The white tail flapped the ground anxiously, and the green eyes moved back and forth between Atalan and Delshi.
Finally, it slowly loosened its grip, but still followed the medic closely, not leaving his side.
The medical team quickly lifted Delshi onto a stretcher, and Rawu followed behind like a shadow, occasionally making low, uneasy noises.
"Ranta, I..."
Xirui finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then his vision went dark and he almost fell down.
A pair of hands held him firmly.
Atalan's golden eyes were close at hand, filled with distress. "Cerie, you need treatment too."
Hearing this, Xirui smiled, his voice a little hoarse due to blood loss: "As you command, Chief."
——
The growth liquid is a light green viscous liquid that glows slightly fluorescent under the light.
Atalan poured it carefully onto the gauze and gently pressed it on the deep wound on Xirui's left arm where the bone was visible.
"hiss--!"
Xirui's breathing stopped instantly, and his clenched cheeks formed sharp lines.
Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, and his knuckles gripped the edge of the bed tightly, with such force that the metal was almost deformed.
Although it was painful, he could bear it.
After all, we are in Ranta's room now!
The moment the growth fluid touches the wound, the muscle tissue begins to wriggle and fit together at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But this rapid healing is not without cost - the nerve endings are forcibly stimulated to regenerate, and the intense pain is like thousands of red-hot needles piercing the flesh at the same time, burning all the way along the arm to the brain.
Xirui's lips turned pale, but he didn't say a word. Only the bulging veins on his neck revealed the torment he was in at the moment.
Damn, it hurts so much!
It hurts so much!
Hold on! Hold on!
Atalan's golden eyes trembled slightly, but his hands did not stop moving.
He knew that the sooner the growth solution was used, the better the effect would be. Even though he felt sad, he had to harden his heart at this moment.
“Cerie…”
His voice was very soft, but his fingertips were terrifyingly steady as he covered the entire wound with the potion bit by bit.
Xirui pulled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "It's okay... continue."
As the potion seeped in, the muscles at the wound began to grow and tangle wildly, as if countless tiny insects were wriggling under the skin.
Xirui's left arm was spasming uncontrollably—in sheer pain.
Atalan's fingertips pressed gently on his wrist, both to steady him and to silently comfort him.
His eyes never left Xirui's face, his golden eyes full of guilt.
"Bear with it a little longer..." Atalan whispered, with a rare softness in his voice.
Xirui closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and finally he just said "hmm" softly.
After finishing, Xirui looked like he had been fished out of the water.
His left arm was covered with a layer of new, tender pink flesh. Although it had mostly healed, the severe pain still made his fingertips tremble.
Atalan finally breathed a sigh of relief and gently wiped the wound with clean gauze, his movements extremely gentle.
"alright."
Atalan whispered, his fingertips lingering on Xirui's wrist for a brief second, as if craving the warmth, before slowly releasing it.
Xirui let out a long breath, leaned back as if exhausted, and lay carelessly on Atalan's bed.
His black hair was scattered messily in front of his forehead, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Thanks, Ranta."
Atalan didn't answer, but just looked at him quietly, with complex emotions surging in his golden eyes.
The moonlight poured in through the cracks in the window, giving them a silvery outline.
At this moment, even the pain seemed insignificant.
Atalan's long golden hair was not tied up as usual, but fell on his shoulders like flowing water.
When he bent down to check Xirui's wound, a few strands of hair inadvertently slipped down and gently brushed against Xirui's palm.
It felt soft as a feather and had a faint scent of iris.
Xirui's fingertips moved unconsciously, quietly hooking up a strand of hair and wrapping it around her fingers.
Her hair shone with a satin-like luster under the light, reminding him of the stars flowing under the moonlight.
——It’s so beautiful.
——So dazzling, so beautiful.
Atalan didn't seem to notice the small movement.
He lowered his eyelashes, his golden eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes, and his voice was filled with deep self-blame:
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
Xirui chuckled and stood up by holding the edge of the bed.
This action suddenly brought him closer to Atalan, so close that he could see the tiny golden lines in the other's pupils.
He deliberately said in a light tone:
"Ranta, it's okay. It's just a minor injury, not serious."
His eyes fell on Atalan's furrowed brows, and he couldn't help but reach out and tap lightly:
"I frown so often, and then I get wrinkles. What should I do?"
There was the usual unremarkable tone in his voice, but there was an obvious tenderness hidden within it.
Hearing this, Atalan raised his eyes, and Xirui's figure was clearly reflected in his golden eyes.
"Cerie......"
This sentence is as light as a sigh.
"I know I shouldn't think this way, but when I saw you hurt, I suddenly realized, wouldn't you be safer if you hadn't met me?"
For those in power, if they truly love, they will inevitably give power. However, along with power comes danger.
Atalan thought he was firm enough, but when he saw Xirui injured and bleeding, his heart still ached.
Xirui looked at him, with a rare seriousness in his black eyes.
He shook his head, the ends of his hair drawing tiny arcs in the light: "That's not the case."
The black-haired male insect's fingers unconsciously stroked the ends of Atalan's hair.
"If I hadn't met you like this, I would have definitely spent a lot more time looking for you. And in that process, I might have been in more danger."
"Why?" Atalan blinked. "Why did you come to me?"
This question made Xirui silent for a moment.
His gaze fell on the intertwined shadows of the two people. "I can't really explain it."
Xirui thought about it and said, "Many things are hard to explain. Maybe it's fate, or maybe—"
At this moment, the black-haired male insect raised his eyes and looked directly at Atalan. His obsidian eyes were so deep under the light that it was frightening.
"destiny."
Atalan's pupils dilated slightly, as if something had hit his heart.
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He just unconsciously moved a little closer.
Their breaths intertwined in silence, and the moonlight gave them a warm outline.
They are so close.
Too close.
Atalan had never trusted or been so close to a male insect before.
This strange feeling made Atalan feel at a loss - his chest seemed to be filled with something warm, and every breath was accompanied by a slight tremor.
He could almost hear his own heartbeat.
Again and again,
Heavy and clear.
It seemed that as long as he opened his mouth, his restless heart would jump out of his throat, revealing all his secret thoughts.
——Don’t do this…
——Don’t be like this…
—Hold on…
He repeatedly warned himself in his heart, his fingertips unconsciously clenching the bed sheets.
"Ranta."
Xirui's voice suddenly sounded, with his usual smile, pausing Atalan's chaotic thoughts.
The black-haired male insect leaned forward slightly and took out a stack of crumpled documents from his arms.
His movement caused the wound on his left arm to move, and his brows wrinkled slightly, but he quickly returned to his nonchalant expression.
"I almost forgot,"
He shook the document in his hand.
"I found this in the cave of Rawu, the guy who brought Dresi here. Perhaps you could take a look."
"……well."
Atalan was stunned for a moment, then realized his own gaffe.
A heat suddenly rushed to his ears. He immediately took the document and hid his abnormality by lowering his head to read it.
——The ears must have turned red.
——Luckily I have long hair.
This thought suddenly flashed through his mind, making Atalan even more embarrassed.
The golden hair fell down, just enough to cover his red ears and hide his embarrassment at that moment.
Atalan forced himself to focus on the document, but his fingertips felt slightly hot despite his control.
Unfortunately, they were too close to each other, and the smell of ebony and agarwood was like the whisper of the devil.
The words on the paper flickered before my eyes, but I couldn't read a single word for a long time.
Cerie was sitting next to him, so close that she could smell the faint smell of gunpowder and blood on him, as well as a faint scent unique to male insects.
Atalan's Adam's apple rolled, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the edge of the paper.
He never thought that one day he would lose his mind because of a few words from a male insect.
In the silence of light and shadow, the light enveloped them, and the two shadows were cast obliquely on the ground, with their outlines overlapping - like an unfinished hug, or a kiss that was about to be expressed but stopped.
Xirui's eyes fell on Atalan's tense profile, watching his golden eyelashes cast fine shadows under the light.
"The Temple of Eternal Life Plan..."
Xirui spoke softly, pointing his finger at the faded stamp and date on the document.
"These are things from several years ago."
Atalan came back to his senses and thought for a moment: "It is indeed an old story."
"The temple was once deeply entrenched, but in recent years it has been completely overthrown by the people—idols have been smashed and temples burned."
"Does the temple worship the insect god?" Xirui asked with a raised eyebrow.
Atalan's lips curled up sharply. "Insect God? Yes, the Insect God once had countless believers."
He raised his head slightly, his golden hair swaying slightly with his movements.
"But, if I must say, the gods have never saved any souls. It's better to believe in yourself than to believe in the insect gods."
"Well, yes, anyway, the Insect God can't give us three satellites." Xirui said with a smile.
Xirui himself is an atheist, although this dream is indeed too real.
The black-haired male insect suddenly leaned forward:
"By the way, Ranta, do you remember the giant python that stopped us?"
Xirui lowered his voice.
"That Rawu seems to be able to communicate with the creatures of the jungle, so, I was wondering..."
Atalan raised his head and was caught off guard by Xirui's dark eyes.
——At that moment, they saw the same light in each other's eyes.
No extra words were needed; they had already reached the same conclusion.
Their souls resonate with each other and snuggle with each other.
The corners of Atalan's lips rose unconsciously.
——I have to admit, this kind of feeling makes it really easy to be pulled into indulgence.
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