Chapter 143 Dream Golden Cup
Ming Chong blinked his eyes, feeling that this posture did not seem like he was going to say anything true, but more like he was going to say something from the heart.
The thought of "opening one's heart" distracted Ming Chong for a moment. Compared to the serious heartfelt confession, what distracted him was undoubtedly the physical one.
Of course, Gabriel, who has always been careful, could not have failed to notice this, but he did not mind that A Chong was thinking about some strange things at this time. He knew that A Chong was always like this.
Thinking of this, Gabriel's facial expression became softer.
He thought Jade's metaphor was spot-on. Desert dwellers would be familiar with the sand fox. It was elf-like, adept at hiding, and inherently cunning yet naive...
In the ancient disaster, they relied on themselves to avoid collapse, and the elders in the tribe firmly believed that they possessed unique wisdom.
Mercenaries living in the desert know that this creature can easily be led off the trail by the masked weasel. The masked weasel, which is naturally gentle and friendly, has another name after being captured and trained by humans with bad intentions -
[Treasure-stealing weasel].
As far as Gabriel knew, the masked weasel enjoyed some harmless pranks, but when not driven to work, it would maintain friendly relations with various animals around it and sometimes even provide assistance.
The sand fox, which is usually very difficult to find, likes to interact with the masked weasel and play pranks with them.
Therefore, the people of the tribe, following the advice of the elders, regard the sand fox as a creature with noble spirituality and wisdom. They regard seeing it as a kind of luck or a sign, and therefore never hunt or poach it.
However, outsiders are different. Quite a few, especially treasure-hunting groups, will exploit the treasure-hunting weasel's characteristics to lure out the sand fox and capture it...
From this perspective, Ah Chong and the Sand Fox do bear a strong resemblance. Even among the treasure-hunting weasels that resemble the thief and work alongside him, Ah Chong stands out.
Most of the time, Sand Fox was the one being tricked by Masked Weasel, who was a natural troublemaker, but the former was not.
This is the case with A Chong. Even if he wears the uniform of the treasure-stealing group, the "innocence" revealed in his eyes will reveal another answer.
Jade couldn't use the word "innocent", the word "unique wisdom", or even the word "standing out from the crowd".
But Gabriel understood what she meant.
I just think that A Chong probably only understood that his eyes looked like a sand fox.
Gabriel understood him, so when he looked into his eyes, he suddenly felt that this was still the clear-minded boy who made him feel uneasy in his memory.
But he personally thought that the word "naive" was not appropriate here and would not achieve any communication effect.
Since Jade didn't use it, he would not use it either.
Then, his voice was steady and heavy:
"I've never said anything to you before, not because I have nothing to say, but because I've been watching you quietly throughout our journey. So I think there are some things you don't need to listen to..."
"After all..." At this point, Gabriel's tone slowed down, with a hint of smile.
“Anything in the world, as long as you want to do it, you will succeed.”
As long as you want to do it, you will succeed...
Murtada clicked his tongue when he heard this. He thought to himself that this trust was too strong, but he also felt that it seemed to be the truth.
At this time, he turned his head to look at Ming Chong's expression, which looked a little awkward, as if he wanted to say something but was also happy.
It's really strange. This guy is not the kind of person who would feel uncomfortable because of other people's praise.
As expected, the next second Ming Chong pointed out bluntly and pointedly, "Zhebrele, you still haven't answered my question directly. Do you think the Red King is right, but don't want to point it out to me?"
Less than a second later, he continued:
"But you don't even know what the Scarlet King is going to do yet, so are you sure he's just going to repay blood with blood?"
As he spoke, his eyes fell on the faces of Yufei, Jade, and Gabriel, one by one. "I want to turn Samel into something like Lilupal, the magic bottle spirit, in exchange for Yufei's return!"
"Isn't this good?" Samel's voice was slightly cold, piercing Ming Chong's momentum.
Ming Chong didn't mind. He didn't intend to add any momentum to his words at this time.
He was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Sameer very slowly, as if in a frame.
"Isn't that good?"
Sameer repeated it again, this time in a calm tone, because he felt Ming Chong's gaze and his emotions were quite stable.
“…”
"I had that dream, and I still remember its ending." Samel's voice grew hoarse as he spoke. "The ending where the flower stubbornly took root in the sea of sand and grew amidst the sandstorms."
He liked this ending very much, and sincerely hoped that he could replace the magic bottle and complete this task with Ming Chong.
For this, he is willing to die early.
Unlike Samel, both Yuffie and Gabriel regard the "To be continued" section after Jade grows up as the ending;
However, the ending that Sameer recognized only stopped at the story of A Chong and Lilupal sowing golden roses in the desert.
This seems to fundamentally distinguish the two sides.
Then, Sameer chuckled softly, as if mocking Ming Chong's naiveté for the last time. Then, gazing intently into his eyes, he said, "As you just heard them say... I have no place to go anymore."
“…A Chong.”
"...You, you do, doesn't Thutmose?" Ming Chong retorted in a muffled voice.
Sameer chuckled, "You know, my only home is the oasis you gave me."
Ming Chong was stunned when he heard this, and he whispered, "But don't you want to go back and bring it back to reality yourself?" In this way, it will truly be "your oasis."
At this time, Sameer looked at him deeply and said softly -
“…That’s the oasis I gave you.”
“…”
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"Samel is just an idiot." Ming Chong crossed his arms and muttered softly, "...How can anyone's destiny be alone?"
Despite what he said, Ming Chong still felt empty inside.
Although he had blocked the flow of Red King's power due to a bug not long ago, he still couldn't defeat his firm determination.
Yuffie was resurrected, but as a price, Samel lost his physical form, and his remaining soul entered the [Cup of Emptiness].
Recalling the method provided by Chi Wang, Ming Chong felt that he could still laugh if he wanted to.
Like that—
The bones of my father, given unintentionally;
The servant's flesh was offered voluntarily;
The blood of the enemy was taken by force.
I can only say that it’s a good thing that Youfei didn’t return in the form of a boiled egg.
Otherwise, it would be a joke from hell.
Ha, ha, ha!
Even after Yufei's death, and after being separated from Gabriel for so long, he hadn't considered his fate. Yufei wasn't, Jade wasn't, and certainly not Gabriel.
But after Ming Chong appeared, he suddenly began to think about this question... Even if he had no home, hadn't he lived for so many years?
...No one's destiny is to be alone.
Mingchong kept muttering in his heart.
However, soon, as Ming Chong felt his legs being slapped several times, he came out of this repeater state.
Lowering her head slightly, Nashida expressed concern. "You seem a little confused. Would you like me to explain it to you? Well... as a friend."
Ming Chong looked at her for a moment, then wisely decided not to overthink it and nodded, "Okay, it's up to you then."
The next second, Nashida's expression went blank. She struggled to support the weight behind her with her back, and the two of them sat back to back on the sand dune.
——Of course, this was when Ming Chong was sitting slumped.
Thinking of Ming Chong's usual style, with a little bit of deliberate teasing in his intimate behavior, Nashida tolerated this little flaw.
Yes, she now realized Ming Chong's intention to play a prank on her, unlike before when she just thought it was because of the weight difference between them.
"Okay, we can start the talk therapy." Ming Chong said lazily.
Nashida was stunned for a moment before nodding in response. "Yes, I understand. Let me first summarize your questions."
"Hmm... You keep repeating the same thing over and over again, with a strong sense of denial. This shows that you don't agree with the idea that [a person's final destination can be a person]."
"I see... I understand." Nashida seemed to be asking something, but also seemed to be talking to herself.
Ming Chong ignored Nashida's robot-like performance in the first half. He took this opportunity to try to apply this sentence to Chi Wang and analyze his logic.
He discovered that this formula-based approach was strangely feasible. This proved that his previous belief that Sameer and the Red King had something in common was correct.
He had a question before. Buyer would not appear in public for Nashida, so why did the Red King do that?
According to Sameer's idea, it might be because of the so-called "destination".
But will the Red King be unable to find his home?
Ming Chong has reservations about this.
At this point, Nashida finally cleared her mind and spoke, "Regarding the question of [people's destiny], the first thing we need to consider is why people need a destination?"
Ming Chong felt drowsy just after listening to the beginning.
"Because the human heart is a very fragile thing, it needs to be protected when it is hurt, and it needs to be coaxed when necessary.
So [the destination] is like its shell, and when the pine cone is wrapped in the shell, it can protect the seed even when it falls into the ground."
After Ming Chonggang yawned, he changed his mind. When Nashida spoke, it didn't seem like she was giving a lecture, but more like she was telling a story, or a fairy tale at that.
"As long as the pine cone still has its shell, it will not be harmed no matter where it goes..."
As Ming Chong listened, he yawned more and more frequently. He fell asleep without any resistance and dreamed of the fairy tale-like words told by Nashida.
There are pictures and paintings, which are quite vivid.
"Are you asleep, Chong?" Nashida asked softly, "Don't worry, don't be sad. Even in your dreams, I will comfort you."
She chuckled, "Goodnight, Little Songta."
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