Chapter 040 Chapter 40
For some reason, Liuhe has suddenly become more diligent lately. Less than a week after the last chapter, readers are already receiving reminders for another manga update. Not only that, this time he's releasing more than one chapter.
It’s just that Liuhe seems to be keen on releasing updates at midnight every day, as if he is stuck on some metaphysics.
[Oh my god! Is this an illusion? Did Lao Zei update?]
[I know that children who stay up late will have food to eat, wow wow wow wow]
【Front row photo! 】
[Why are you so diligent this time, old thief? You just blink when you're threatened.]
【Little White Ji, Little White Ji, here I come】
Seeing the last comment, Mo Xuanji's hand that was scrolling the screen suddenly froze.
At the end of the previous episode, Liuhe drew his true form. This means that now, tens of thousands of ordinary humans know that Cool Brother's true form is actually a furry little creature.
Although this setting has made his popularity rise to a new level, but... but it is just as socially destructive as publicly showing his dark history on a big screen at some important ceremony in life. Even if readers don't even know that there is such a person as Mo Xuanji in the world.
If nothing goes wrong, there will definitely be a shot of his real self in the new episode.
"System, how about..."
The cool guy who never knew how to write "retreat" had the idea of retreating for the first time.
"What? Even you are afraid of other people's opinions? This is not like you." The system used provocation to Mo Xuanji.
"I'm not worried about that... Never mind, I'll just take a look." Mo Xuanji clicked in with a fearless expression.
Unexpectedly, this time the comic camera was not focused on the protagonists, but in a strange room.
To be more precise, it was an office. The room was filled with the air of life, yet sparsely decorated, save for a single painting on the wall. The documents on the desk were haphazardly piled to the side, barely making room for the chessboard.
The sun was shining brightly. A man in navy blue traditional Chinese clothing sat at his desk with great interest, humming a song as he gently polished a chess piece. On the board lay a half-finished game, and beside it lay a cup of steaming tea.
It looked like a peaceful and tranquil time. However, the next second, the office door was violently kicked open.
"Mr. Chen, what did you say in the secret letter just now? The children of our tribe who are stranded outside?" The man came in with a fierce look, holding a letter in his hand.
"Why are you still so impatient at your age? Come sit down and have a cup of tea."
"Don't be so arrogant. There's no one else here except the two of us." The visitor impatiently picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. In the comic, a box beside him revealed his identity: Yan, the current acting leader of the Feather Tribe.
"Okay." The man surnamed Shen returned to his usual lazy look and casually put the chess piece back.
"Before coming here, I thoroughly questioned everyone in the tribe, and not a single one admitted to losing a cub." Yan slammed his teacup down on the table and glared at the person before him aggressively. A memory flashed through his mind: a cute green peacock, its eyes fierce, whipping a row of suspended birds with a small whip, muttering, "Tell me or not? Tell me or not? Tell me or not?"
"You know what this news means to the Feather Tribe. If I find out it's false, even... I will smash your head off."
"Do you think I'm the type of person who would make such a boring joke?" Shen Linan spread his hands, revealing a very rogue expression: "Although we don't usually get along, there's no need for me to lie to you about this kind of thing, Xiao Sanhuo."
"My name is Yan!" The wise and powerful acting clan leader couldn't help but stand up and slam the table. A crisp cracking sound instantly brought him back to his senses. He quickly sat down, his expression solemn. "If that child is indeed a cub of the Feather Clan, then... the Feather Clan's destiny has not been cut off. So, is he... still alive?"
Yan opened his mouth, but the second half of the sentence seemed to be choked, and he managed to squeeze out a breath after a long time.
Shen Linan didn’t speak.
[Both of these are my favorites! A new idol has appeared!]
[Okay, three fires, no problem, three fires! ]
[Wow, two new characters appear this time. Could the Feather Tribe cub be Xuanji?]
[I'm dying of laughter. This Q version is somewhat funny.]
[Just a heads up. This "he" seems like he's going to be a very important character! Someone who's connected to the fate of a clan is definitely not a simple person.]
[I think so too, +1 for ward placement]
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"Aren't you going to go see that child? To be honest, when I learned the child's true identity, even I was shocked."
"I'll go." Yan said this and turned to leave. When he was about to step out of the door, someone behind him suddenly called him.
Shen Linan pointed to the door full of cracks and the wall that was constantly falling apart: "Three hundred thousand spirit stones, remember to report it for repair."
"What era is this? You still want spirit stones? Three hundred thousand? Are you robbing me?"
"If it was any other door, you would have broken it. But the material for this door was given to me by your clan leader back then." Shen Linan smiled innocently.
The acting clan leader looked at him deeply, cursed softly, and quickly removed the door: "I'll let Beiyuan give you the spirit stone, and I'll take the door."
"Wait, where are you going with my door?"
"What do you mean your door? It's mine now!" Fearing that Shen Linan would come out to snatch it, Yan hurriedly put the wooden door into the storage bag and turned into a stream of light and left quickly.
"Hey! Remember to give me the spirit stone!" Shen Linan showed a triumphant smile. After the stream of light completely disappeared, the smile on his face gradually faded.
It was a barely audible whisper, and the comics didn't reveal it.
…
Mo Xuanji frowned as he flipped through the pages. Although they were short, the amount of information contained within was overwhelming.
"Who is this 'he'? My intuition tells me he's most likely the clan leader." Shen Liuxue had previously said that the Feather Tribe's clan leader had gone into seclusion, handing over power to the acting clan leader, who had since been out of the public eye. But now, based on the information revealed in the comics, if his guess is correct, something has likely happened to the clan leader, and his current state of being either dead or alive is unknown. And the Feather Tribe has kept this a secret.
"Are cubs and destiny linked?" Mo Xuanji asked directly. The system knew a lot, so instead of wasting time investigating, it was better to ask directly.
"Well. It's better to say that it's the luck that affects the cubs. If the luck of a clan continues to decline, after reaching a certain limit, the number of newborn cubs will decrease year by year until no cubs are born at all. In this case... the luck is basically cut off. When these living monsters die, this clan will be completely gone." The system's voice was a little heavy.
"Can the life or death of a human or a demon affect destiny?"
"No. Not even a divine beast can do that." The system paused and continued, "The Feather Tribe is likely using some kind of secret technique to cause the current situation."
Mo Xuanji sighed softly and continued reading. He clicked on the next page without warning, and his eyes went dark.
The next page cuts directly to the hospital ward. A cute little white kid sits on a cushion, staring at the mirror with a look of despair. The cool guy's inner soul is transformed into "The Scream." Meanwhile, two friends are comforting him.
The lack of great virtue in Liuhe deliberately made him look very fluffy, using only two thin, short lines for legs. In such a stark contrast, the thin ones looked even thinner, and the fatter... no, the rounder ones seemed even rounder.
The comment section exploded.
[Hahahahahahahahahahahaha cool brother, why are you so round, hahahahahahahaha]
[Isn't it solid? Hahahahaha]
[Hahahahaha help! This is so cute! I really want to have a little one like this!]
[I understand. I'm going to adopt a fat little chick today and wait for it to grow into a beautiful boy.]
[Such a cute little thing is going to be sucked bald by the monster ee! ]
[The old thief did a good thing after all, hahahahahaha]
What follows is just laughter from the unscrupulous netizens.
Mo Xuanji closed his eyes expressionlessly and thought to himself, Damn it, let’s destroy this terrible world.
…
Just like what happened in real life, the ward door was kicked open in a flurry. The comic, seemingly for comical effect, had spider cracks growing on the wall where the door had been stuck. It was also falling apart.
"Chen Lin'an! Where the hell did you hide our tribe's cubs!!" The acting tribe leader, who had searched most of the school hospital but didn't see any cubs, became increasingly angry and began to suspect that this bastard had abandoned his bottom line for fun.
The two of them were startled by the noise.
When Yan finally saw the cub he had been thinking about, two lines of tears fell on his heart. He flashed over, picked up the cub and examined it carefully, feeling relieved and heartbroken at the same time, and cursed Shen Linan in his heart. Although he knew that Shen Linan had nothing to do with this, for Yan, scolding him did not need a reason.
"Oh, my dear, you've been living out there for so many years, and you've suffered so much..." He hugged Mo Xuanji tightly. The weak, pitiful, and helpless little Ji was buried in his chest, unable to breathe for a long time. He could only weakly cry out: "I'm suffocating!"
Shen Liuxue and Zhu Changan stood far behind with an expression of "subway, old man, mobile phone". The small bubble frame showed the outside world's evaluation of the acting clan leader.
However, each one is completely opposite to the picture.
【Hahahahaha it appeared! Facial cleanser!】
[Hahahaha, no one cares about Xuan Ji? He's almost suffocating to death]
【I am so happy】
[This episode has so many emojis!] [Subway, old man, cell phone, single/double version.jpg]
There's even a picture of Xiaoji struggling, with "Life" written on Yan's chest and "I" written above Xiaoji's head: [Overwhelmed by the Passion of Life.jpg]
The system laughed so hard that it rolled back and forth in its sea of consciousness. "Hurry up and save these emoticons. I want to collect them."
"Don't even think about it!" Mo Xuanji was so angry that she covered her phone to prevent it from seeing it.
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