Chapter 45 Blue Blood (5)

"Joined!" The leading young man with a crew cut held up a badge of official membership

of the association and laughed proudly. "What do you think, when I show it to my senior, what expression will he have? Surprised or scared? Haha, I'm looking forward to it." "Come on, I guess you won't even get to see my senior. He's a senior figure in the association now. Even when he attends a meeting on Tianyun, he sits at the first long table, in the same row with your grandfather."

"So what! I used to sit higher than my grandfather!"

"You mean when you were a few years old and were held in your grandfather's arms," ​​the girl sneered. "Let's go and meet up with everyone first, so as not to waste time."

"Put everything away." The boy not far away carefully wiped the badge he had just received. Put it in her backpack.

The girl shook her head at him, put the badge with her name on it to her chest, made a face and ran away. Several people quickly left in laughter.

At the same time, more young people wearing the same clothes and scattered in several different departments also got their badges and certificates and gathered at a restaurant in the center of the inner city.

Only one person walked out of the association's new member invitation office dejectedly. He had no badge or certificate in his hand.

"Sure enough, without senior, I am a useless waste." He had heavy dark circles under his eyes, his lips were pale and dry, and his eyes full of bloodshot were hidden under his heavy bangs. The street was bright and wide, and he stood in the corner.

After being dazed for a long time, he suddenly burst into tears.

"What should I do? I finally mustered up the courage, but now I've failed."

"I have no choice but to trouble my senior... I hope he won't reject me." The young man with dark circles under his eyes hunched his shoulders, lowered his head and timidly began to walk in a random direction.

"Well, of course he won't reject me, why should I speculate about my senior like this?"

"...He is the only one who will not give up on me even if I turn into a monster."

After two steps, the shadow in the corner in front of him began to shake like a living thing.

"Isn't it this way?" He murmured in a low voice, without looking up, and walked in another direction.

The inner city is not small, and is divided into four areas, according to function, there are living areas, commercial areas, entertainment areas, and management areas exclusively for associations.

The unique inner and outer city structure of Qingshui City gives the association strong control over the inner city, while the outer city is like loose sand, and the association management only roughly manages it with violence.

With the constant reminders of the figure at the corner of the wall, the young man quickly walked to the commercial district. Among the few shops on the street, there was a coffee shop where he could go in and sit down.

He stood outside the store, his eyes wandering between the window and the door, and hesitated at the door for a long time before walking in.

The store was filled with the faint bitter smell of ground coffee beans, and the few customers were talking in low voices.

A black-haired young man was enjoying the sunlight from the window next to the lobby, his legs hanging down, next to him was a silver-haired noble, two red-haired ladies, and a huge puppet at the back.

After the meeting yesterday, Zhou Ye and his colleagues worked for a long time. They used force to suppress those who did not accept the proposal, and they did not rest until all the specific contents were fully implemented.

There were also several noisy scenes of dissatisfaction among the nobles in the morning, and they were busy until the afternoon when they came out to look for food.

Nuo was slicing Zhou Ye's thick cheese bread. His figure was huge and straight. At this moment, he held the knife and fork in a funny way, like a bear holding a toy, but his movements were standard and his strength was precise. He used the knife and fork to quickly and evenly cut the bread slices.

Zhou Ye put his left hand on his face and watched him intently as he performed the simple action of cutting bread slices. He did not take his eyes off him, trying to relieve his headache.

Aisina's hand quietly pulled at Tan Yue's cuff under the table.

"Huh?" Tan Yue lowered her eyes and looked at her.

"Look, President." Aisina almost whispered, "The way he looks at the puppet."

The look of the real person? Zhou Ye looked at himself with the vest of Tan Yue, and he really couldn't see anything special.

So according to Tan Yue's character, he reached out and touched Aisina's head, saying, "Children should not interfere in adult affairs."

"I'm not a child." Aisina whispered back, and the strange feeling she had already felt grew. She looked at Nuo again and began to observe carefully under the cover of the newspaper.

It happened that the clerk brought the coffee ordered by several people. Nuo was the first to stand up and take it. Aisina also stood up to take it, but realized that the others did not move, as if they had tacitly agreed that Nuo would take over.

She sat down and thanked Nuo who handed her the coffee. Once again, she found that the others did not even raise their hands, but waited calmly for Nuo to pass the coffee one by one.

She slowly swirls the coffee in the cup with a spoon - their behavior is as if there is some kind of common agreement that was made without her knowing.

The wind chime hanging by the door startled Aisina who was lost in thought. She turned around and saw a young man with heavy dark circles under his eyes and limping towards her table.

"Senior." The moment he saw Zhou Ye, his face became lively, but he did not get rid of his original fatigue. Instead, he seemed to be trying to mobilize a ball of messy and distorted paint after it was overturned, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The end of his voice was so tense that it broke.

Tan Yue took a look and picked up the coffee again without interest. Siming was wiping the knife and fork.

Nuo stood up slowly, blocking the black-eyed young man's excited and prying eyes. Zhou also saw the person in front of him through his eyes.

Zhou did not respond. He was thinking about which college this junior was from. As a head, there were too many people who could call him senior.

"Ah! Who are you?" The black-eyed young man was frightened by Nuo's huge body and took two steps back. His eyes were so big that a large part of the white of his eyes could be seen, and his voice began to tremble nervously. "Senior, it's me." The lame

leg, the trembling feature when nervous, and the pair of eyes that were so big that bloodshot could be seen, Aisina suddenly remembered a wanted order in her mind.

Ronnie, a famous defector who is still on the wanted list of the academy, was a member of Tianyi Academy. He defected from the battle line against alien beasts and there has been no follow-up to the hunt for him.

"Don't get close to the president."

Aisina stood up quickly and stretched out her hand to coldly stop him from getting close to Zhou Ye.

"Ancestor, he is a dangerous person, you should be careful."

The other two vests didn't take it too seriously. Nuo's body subconsciously tensed up, and the alchemy lines on his body began to glow.

In the anxious atmosphere, Zhou Ye sat at the back and stretched out his hand to Nu Yue. The red-haired witch took out a piece of paper from the tissue box in front of her and handed it to him. He folded the paper and wiped his lips, one or two times, and only threw the tissue after making sure there was no sweetness left.

"Don't be nervous, he won't hurt anyone."

Zhou Ye propped his hands on the table and turned his body towards the trembling person. "It's you, Ronnie. Come sit next to me?"

Aisina sat back in her seat, still looking at Ronnie vigilantly.

Ronnie was as if pardoned by Zhou Ye's warm eyes, and walked closer to the dining table.

He lowered his head, and his eyes, covered by his bangs, stared at Zhou Ye closely, first his face, and then fell on Zhou Ye's legs. His limbs seemed to relax a little as he got closer to Zhou Ye, leaving only some shivers.

"Senior, can't you move your legs?" He squatted down and tried to touch Zhou Ye's slender ankles exposed outside his trouser legs with his hands.

"Don't touch him." Siming next to him shot a small electric light when he was about to touch his skin. Ronnie quickly retracted his hand and was not hit.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Ronnie was startled by the situation, and took two steps back, almost bumping into the guest sitting next to him.

The guest smiled and saluted Zhou Ye, but when he put away the chair, he threw a disgusted look at Ronnie.

"Anyway...who, who, hurt you? Tell me, tell me, I will kill...kill him for you as soon as possible." Ronnie noticed the attitude of the neighbor, lowered his eyelids and clasped his hands nervously.

Zhou Ye shook his head at him, and realized that his expression was abnormal, and took the initiative to reach out to touch his head, but he was the first to hold both hands, and the cold touch startled Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye's hands were already cold, but the child's hands seemed to fall into a deep pool, suddenly making Zhou Ye's already uncomfortable limbs feel a familiar coolness.

Zhou Ye absolutely did not want to expose his true fragility and inability to control himself in front of the child he had taken care of. He reluctantly withdrew his hand, trying to suppress the increasingly severe headache, and his left eye began to flash.

Sensing the instability of the main body, Nuo, who was standing next to him, instantly covered him behind his back, blocking all prying eyes.

Cong Yue quickly floated to his side, wanting to input moon energy to help stabilize the situation, but the moment the moon energy came into contact with Zhou Ye's own talent, it was no longer under control as before. The reddish flame instantly merged with the pure white light, and a ray of light exploded. In an instant, everyone in the cafe only felt a flash of silver-white light, and instantly fell into a coma.

Zhou Ye raised his head, and a broken image overlapped with reality. Ronnie fell there, and the pollution had spread all over his body. He looked at Zhou Ye with trust and hope, but it only touched for a second. Zhou Ye subconsciously opened his eyes to the side, and an unfamiliar and uncontrollable grief hit him.

He remembered that Ronnie was the team member who was separated from him in that activity, a brave child, whose talent was imitation. In order to pass through the cave, he imitated the rocks in the cave.

When crossing the pool, due to long periods of breath holding and temperature control, he escaped from the team's control and fell into the pool, causing all team members to be contaminated and fall into madness.

The team members screamed in fear, and the sound seemed to penetrate Zhou Ye's eardrums through the memory.

Cong Yue had taken back the moon energy and now held him tightly in her arms, trying to warm her cold body with her body temperature, but Zhou Ye was still deeply trapped in the memory and could not escape.

The cold touch of tears slid down his muddy body and fell to the ground that was constantly shaking due to the gathering and dancing of the alien beasts outside the cave. He looked up and saw a light.

The light, as solid as a ribbon, fell on Zhou Ye, almost burying him. While his breathing was stagnant, Zhou Ye finally heard the gentle but worried call of Cong Yue.

Like an index, he finally opened his eyes and came back to his senses.

Regardless of the sweat all over his body, he tried his best to look up at the people in the cafe. After confirming that they were just knocked unconscious and not in danger of life, Zhou Ye fell into Cong Yue's arms.

He did not resist the pain, but kept recalling the feeling just now, trying to keep his sanity and enter his memory again.

The black ring in Zhou Ye's left eye was still fluctuating like a hollow black hole, out of control and trying to take everything under his control.

All of this made Zhou Ye's already pale face, which was already weak, look even more pale.

Siming knew all his thoughts and knew that this was a necessary sacrifice to know the truth. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, sighed lightly, and covered the ring that emitted a terrifying light with his palm, using all the energy in his body to suppress the dissipation of his talent.

It was like filling an endless ocean. Almost all of Siming's energy to maintain himself was taken in. Zhou Ye saw a piece of white paper in the pain that was so sharp that it almost burst his mind.

Zhou Ye's name and talent were clearly written on the paper.