Chapter 173 Time Messenger
"There was a loud bang in the sky, and Kinich made a brilliant appearance.
Applause! Throw flowers!
"Wait, wait! That's not right. Where is me? Where is the great holy dragon Kuhule Acho?!!!" Acho pounces on your face.
You raised your hand with interest, flicked it lightly with your thumb and index finger, and Qiao was sent flying far away with a squeak.
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"Ahem, who do you think you are?" You pulled down your goggles and raised your head as if you were pointing your nose at people.
You've been wanting to say this line for a long time. Besides that, you also have other lines in your repertoire: "Ajo, you're so hot," "Kinichi, does this thing bite?", and "The great Impas finally arrives in loyal Nata"...
Ah Qiao flew back with his fangs and claws bared. Upon hearing this, a strange red blush appeared on his face again. He muttered something, "What biscuits? How can someone like the Great Holy Dragon be called a biscuit? %@#~πㄨ..."
"Don't worry about him." Kinich glanced at Aqiao, who had suddenly fallen ill, and looked at you silently and coolly. "What about you? Impas, how have you been lately?"
You pinched your chin and thought for a moment. To be honest, you didn't care much about living with the Dragon Hunter. Every day when you opened your eyes, you had a mission. Kinich ran in front, Aqiao flew in front, and you chased them with great effort from behind.
Trivial and realistic, it's not the life you want.
Some of the leader's words make sense:
“Not every day and every moment will have interesting things happen. Even if you don’t want to live in mediocrity, you still have to be able to endure it.”
What's more, while you are enduring this kind of day, the other party is also getting used to you. If both parties are tolerant, it's okay.
When living together, you have to move forward.
…But, it seems that the other party doesn't think so. Thinking back to the other party's efficient work style, you just can't recall any special memories.
During the six months we spent together, except for doing missions, you either slept in the camp, on Ajo's back, or on Kinichi's back.
Whenever I arrive at a place, I feel listless. First I yawn, and then I can't stop yawning.
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As the saying goes, "You feel sleepy in spring, tired in autumn, take naps in summer, and can't wake up in winter." At your age, you have endless sleep.
Hmm... the few things I remember clearly are probably the smell on the ends of Kinich's hair. It's a bit spicy and cold when you smell it, but it feels warm when you inhale it, a bit like volcanic ash.
You guess it might be from an active volcano beneath the jungle.
Besides this, there was the aroma of stew which had stained Kinich's clothes during the meal.
You didn't like stew, but Yini did. But neither of you was very good at cooking, so you usually brought some ready-to-eat food... Maybe Yini's stew didn't taste authentic.
The stew that Kinich made also had a similar smell to his hair, pungent and spicy.
So, you smiled, raised an eyebrow, and raised your chin towards Kinich. “Now that I’m free from suckers, I’m doing okay. But it’s super-cool!”
He made a big gesture.
"That's good." Kinich nodded slightly and said nothing more. He simply said, "Kinich of [Malibu], you should remember this name. If you encounter any trouble, you can come to me."
He came quietly and left quietly, waving his sleeves and taking the noisy A-Qiao away.
——Shit, this guy seems kind of handsome.
- Could this be what Olorun meant by... young yet very old? It's the charm of maturity.
You watched him leave the [Talk Room] with an expressionless face.
Make up your mind not to go to Kinich unless it's absolutely necessary."
"It's time to go, you're pretty sure of it.
When you were returning with Mavica's letter, you accidentally entered an unfamiliar time. This time point was a bit awkward, neither too early nor too late, infinitely close to 500 years later.
There was no Mavica, and no sight of Vaina.
But since I'm here, I have to take a look around.
In that case, it's time to take Super Brain's advice and call in the super-reliable Kinich.
——Kinić is still a child now.
He's not even half your age!
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But it doesn't matter, you will spoil him. It's just that he has changed from a reliable Kinich to a reliable kid brother. You firmly believe that your view on believing that you are unreliable is quite reliable.
The facts are quite clear. One is a messenger with average life skills but maxed out laziness, and the other is a reliable person who has lit up farming and hunting skills and is emotionally stable.
Question: Who is the pillar of this family?
Is there any need to choose?
So, after experiencing "a violent father, a runaway mother, an empty home and a broken self", Kinich was 7 years old when his father fell to his death on the second day of his birthday.
I fell in love with him for a short time.
Very short.
You don't quite know what kids of this age are like, but as long as they are Kinichi, a grown-up Kinichi is a big villain, and a young Kinichi is just a little villain, so what?
Hehehehe.
——Mainly because I haven’t seen it before and want to take a look.
No matter how wary of you, a stranger, the 7-year-old Kinich was, you walked right in, and every day you took the smoker's fabric and started to remember all kinds of things in front of him.
This experience is not complicated at all. The kid Kinich learned how to get along with you by himself. According to him, you are not even that bad compared to your father.
In other words, he copied the way he dealt with bad people.
You don't like to hear this. Although you don't mind Kinich calling you dad, there is no comparison between you and that bad guy!
Indeed, you order him around and even occupy his bed. Not only does he have to take care of your meals, he also has to play with you. Although you squeeze most of his time, you've paid Mora!
——Ever since you suffered the loss of not bringing Mora with you and had to follow Kinichi around to do commissions, you always have to carry some Mora with you.
Elder Lik, the tribe's lecturer, appeared just as you discovered this, and you happily accompanied Kinichi in his studies.
Of course, this is not because you like attending classes. In addition to wanting to use fabric to record Kinich's dark history, you also want to supervise his learning progress.
So that Kinich can more clearly realize that you are a bad person.
——If you ask him to tell you a bedtime story every night and you know his learning progress, he will have no room to refuse.
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However, your revenge plan failed on the first day. The annoying little boys, jealous of Kinich's good looks (?), tried to exclude him.
The heroic education here gave Kinich some inspiration, but unfortunately, the other children did not realize anything.
Sighing, you go to their homes, begging (crossed out) from house to house for compensation.
Kinich believes that every child in the classroom is more innocent, troublesome, and out of touch with the world than you are. He thinks it's a good idea, but you hope he won't think it again next time.
It’s not a happy thing to be used as a reference every time.
You just think he's noisy.
Soon, Kinichi was determined to become a hero in order to obtain Mora. That day, you ate all the Dragon Dragon cookies that Kinichi had left at home, packed up your things casually, and planned to go home to deliver the letter.
A cruel thing, Kinich thinks you are the kind of person who lies at home with a cake hanging around his neck, only eats the front part and not the back part, and will starve to death.
You have been separated since then.
It was a very peaceful day.
Aside from your irrational belief that Kinich deceived you and didn't help you solve your problem, and the fact that little Kinich no longer has to compete with a "bad guy," there's nothing strange about that.
“When Ini was 16, her family received a reply from Mavica.
Everyone gathered together to eat authentic stew, not Ini's half-baked cooking level.
As if noticing your lack of interest, your guardian has spoken to you many times over the past two years, Chief.
Just as you said to Ini before, if you hadn't met Ini and learned about her family and Mavica, you would probably have dominated Nata.
Perhaps it's innate, but you crave war. You may not necessarily go to the battlefield yourself, but as a messenger, you can fully utilize your information advantage.
The chief knows you well, and your blood boils at such things.
The leisurely life of a messenger is gradually becoming less interesting to you. It feels more like a job than a lofty ideal of making up for the regrets of others.
No need to collect phlogiston anymore, small miracles like "crossing time and space, achieving the mission" have become a daily routine, and Ini's goal is almost achieved...
This time the leader didn't say much. When the banquet was over, he rubbed your head and let you go to talk to Inni.
"You don't like this kind of life, do you?"
Under the night sky, Yini tilted her head and asked you.
"... a little bit. While traveling through time and space to deliver a letter is somewhat interesting, I'm already feeling a bit bored. But now that I've decided, I'd like to try to find other fun things."
Yini lowered her eyes, pondered for a moment, and sighed softly, "I've been waiting for this question for a long time, Impas."
"You weren't originally from Nata. If you think about it, we, the Hanging Wood People, are just a place where you settled... Whether it's the Nata of 500 years ago or the Nata of 500 years from now..."
"Impas, I've been thinking about what will happen after you regain your memory... If you don't decide to stay, just like you decided to sign a contract with me, unless it's your decision, everything else is meaningless."
“…”
You didn't say anything. In fact, you had also thought about the problem of memory, but you are not the kind of person who would stop because of this, so you can let go and not pay attention to it.
Yini waved her hands back and forth, a little embarrassed, but said firmly, "If you really don't know what to do, let me make the decision for you."
"Huh?" You were stunned, feeling as if the stars in the sky were shaking, like fire.
She suddenly laughed, her smile as golden as her hair. "You've sent letters to so many people, but you've never received one yourself."
"Let's make a pact! Impas, you continue to travel to the future and don't look back. Your time is different from ours. When you think of me, go see the last of me."
"Please accept my letter then."
"Achieved the ending: Seeing the words is seeing the face"
“…”
Ming Chong looked carefully for a long time but couldn't figure out what was going on. He felt that he didn't do anything big this time.
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I'm still not used to it.
He checked it again and found nothing wrong. Ming Chong was just about to relax when he saw the simulator's frame shaking.
"Interstellar Mailbox: You have a message."
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