Chapter 249 [Revised] Grave Bigamy
Mermaid, a creature that loves to perform bigamy with his wife.
After returning to his residence and lying on the bed, Bai Ling couldn't help but raise his hand and stare at the ring.
What the mermaid gave was not a heavy jewel ring, but a pinky ring with an emblem. His finger bones were thicker than Bai Ling's, so the pinky ring was just the right size for Bai Ling's ring finger.
Bai Ling remembered that Shi Luolan once said that this simple-looking gold ring could be used as a seal. It was an item representing personal identity in the royal family. It was unique and unchanging.
Bai Ling really likes this kind of antique rings, their meaning is more important than their value. Thinking about the mermaid wearing it since childhood and now giving it to himself, it has a sense of inheritance. He joked:
"So this is Xiao Yi's ring?"
"I guess so." The mermaid admitted without hiding anything, "This was the most valuable thing I had when I was young."
No matter how many treasures he robbed later, none of them were as precious as this one.
"It looks a little old, I hope you don't mind." He added with a smile.
Bai Ling straightened his back and sat up straight, and promised solemnly: "I will keep it well."
"That's good." Yu Chen nodded.
"Hmm? What do you mean?" Bai Ling heard the implication.
Yu Chen came over, took his hand, and twisted the ring around. "I installed a chip in this ring. With it, you can open the code door of any fortification in the empire."
Bai Ling's mind flashed through many movie plots, and he asked curiously, "Does it also include the secret passages in the palace?"
Yu Chen scratched his nose and said with a smile: "I have already taken you through the secret passage of the palace. There is also the mermaid cemetery. You can visit it when you have time."
What is there to see at the cemetery? Go see a group of rotting fish turning into skeletons.
Bai Ling had no interest in this. He ignored the mermaid's "travel" proposal and just took off the ring and brushed it carefully with a soft small brush, trying to make it shiny again.
It is as bright as when the little mermaid was first received.
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Perhaps because the two of them had finally talked things out, Bai Ling slept exceptionally soundly that night.
The content of the dream sank and floated, and finally slowly returned to the earth, and I dreamed of the earth after a long time.
He dreamed of the bottomless underground city - inverted skyscrapers, dark corridors, and the sunshine and four seasons that only appeared in picture books.
It's like a dream that I will never wake up from. Just thinking about it makes me feel suffocated.
The young bird needs to go from one building to another on its way to school. There were countless locked doors and locked corridors on the road, with blood-red "No Entry" signs posted on them. When soaked by water vapor, the red color dripped down, just like the traces of a swollen bloody hand dragging on the white wall.
The young bird didn't dare to look any longer and ran away quickly.
Many neighbors greeted him on the road, some were friendly and enthusiastic, while others were malicious. He kept his mother's words in mind and ran through them silently, without stopping, without talking, without accepting snacks or drinks from anyone, and certainly not following anyone.
There are missing children in the class.
When the child was finally found, there was a hole in his head. Someone had thrown him into a garbage incinerator and he was burned with a fragrant smell.
A group of people gathered around and sighed: "What a pity..."
"What a pity! If it's cooked into porridge..."
"It can be eaten for several meals..."
The child's mother went crazy. She wore a white dress and cried outside the kindergarten all day long. After a while, the white dress was torn and dirty in many places. After a while, she was naked and her belly gradually grew bigger.
After that, the young bird was never seen again.
No one cares about her whereabouts.
After all, in a place where resources are so scarce, it is impossible to have any moral values. "Kindness" will only grow in places with abundant resources. Today's earth no longer has suitable soil for it.
Bai Ke was still frightened by this incident, and since she worked in the government, she knew more than ordinary people.
So her education of young birds is different from that of others.
She does not teach good and evil, because good and evil are relative to each person; she does not teach morality, because morality will decline infinitely; she only teaches principles, conscience, and protection.
She said: "Don't fall into the trap of good and evil set by others. If necessary, protect yourself and your family by any means necessary."
The young bird nodded ignorantly and tried hard to remember it.
But sometimes, she would mutter some strange words that the young bird could not understand. For example, this is a cemetery, and she really regretted giving birth to a little life to suffer with her.
"...I'm too selfish." She leaned against the table, drinking, her eyes empty, "Bringing you here, what can I change..."
At that time, the young bird had just started kindergarten and had not yet learned the concept of "death". He guessed that the "grave" was a place like the kindergarten, canteen and incinerator. So he asked his mother why the place where we lived was called a tomb.
His mother pursed her lips sarcastically and said something even stranger to him: "The only ones who will remain in the wasteland are the gravekeepers."
Gravekeeper. It sounded like they were all guarding something important together.
The young bird seemed to understand, and subconsciously felt that this was a responsibility and not a bad thing.
The school teacher also emphasized, "You are the last fire of the earth, and you have a great responsibility - that is to spread the remaining [fire] of the earth to the entire universe."
The words used are very abstract and the tone is very definite, as if the word "spark" is not invisible and intangible, but a specific thing.
The young bird ran over and asked, "Teacher, what is "fire"?"
The teacher leaned down, and her smile magnified into a strange arc in the child's eyes, "You haven't learned that yet, dear, you will understand when you grow up."
In the next semester, when learning about cosmic geography, the young bird suddenly realized that there were not only them in the universe, but there was also a group of "aliens" in a distant galaxy. This group of people migrated from Earth four hundred years ago. They are a group of mutants, like animals that escaped from a laboratory.
The teacher told them that the level of civilization of the "aliens" was one dimension lower than that before the destruction of the earth. Compared to Earth civilization, they are shallow, barbaric and violent.
The other children followed suit and raised their hands: "Teacher, so we are the superior people and they are the inferior people, right?"
The teacher nodded with satisfaction, "That's right," and at the same time glanced vaguely at the baby bird sitting in the corner.
After one semester of classes, the young birds roughly understood who they were and what they would do when they grew up - they were the most orthodox descendants on Earth, and when they grew up, they would inherit the will of their ancestors, bring the "soul fire" passed down from four hundred years ago to the Federation and the Empire, and teach those animals a lesson.
However, the young bird could not understand at all.
He said to his mother in confusion, "But I am also an animal, why am I inferior? I can obviously run faster and jump higher than other children."
Mom said, “Don’t listen.”
"But……"
"No buts!" She couldn't control her voice.
At this moment, the iron security door moved, and someone in the hallway, where the lights were old and flickering, had obviously overheard their conversation. The young bird looked up in confusion and saw a corner of the middle-aged man's greasy and pitted cheek at the gate. He bared his yellow teeth, knocked on the door provocatively, and shouted at them, "Hey, you bitch pregnant with alien sperm, come over here and lick my dick—"
Bang! The door was kicked shut by the woman.
There was a heart-wrenching scream outside, "Bitch, my hand! My hand!"
The noise attracted the neighbors to open their doors and look in. In order to avoid making things worse, they had to open the door and let the man go.
The man held up his swollen hand and walked away with a vicious look in his eyes.
I heard from my neighbors that he is the new garbage manager on this floor. One of Bai Ke's colleagues came over and tried to persuade them earnestly, "We all live on the same floor. Why don't you buy some gifts and go to his house to apologize? I know this guy. He has connections up there. And..."
Bai Ke: "And what?"
"Besides," the colleague lowered his voice cautiously, "you know people like them. Four hundred years ago, they dared to gang-rape even lizards. There's nothing they can't do. Be careful not to mess with them."
This place is like a miniature global village, where people of all races and countries live together and form a loose government.
My colleague said, “There are all kinds of people.”
Bai Ke thanked her but did not adopt her suggestion. After a period of time, Bai Ke became busier and busier at work, and came home later and later, often missing the time to pick up Youniao from school.
But she can't take leave. Because this job is the only hope for them.
Until one day, the greasy yellow-toothed administrator forcibly dragged the young bird into the broom closet and said with a lewd smile, "Little monster, take off your pants and let your uncle feel how many holes you have under your butt."
As he spoke, he reached his hand inside to explore.
The young bird took a step back in panic, and bumped into the dirty wall with his schoolbag on his back, "Go away... I'm going to tell..."
"Tell who? Shut up!" He cruelly grabbed the child's head and was about to slam it against the wall.
"--Mother!"
The child's tender voice was instantly drowned out by an extremely fierce muffled sound, which was the distinctive cracking sound of a shovel hitting a human skull.
Dark red blood flowed out of his hairy nostrils, and the yellow-toothed man collapsed, his limbs twitching and struggling, like a twisted, fat but still-limbed monster, trembling as he tried to crawl out of the narrow broom room and call for help.
"Help……"
He couldn't see that above his head, the shovel was raised high again, with the shovel face facing downward, like a sharp sword that had been blessed.
Puff——!
The neck broke with a sound.
The woman wiped her face expressionlessly, her expression cold and condescending. She was wearing 9cm high heels, and she stepped over the body with her thin heels, came to the child and squatted down. She gently took out the handkerchief from the child's chest and carefully wiped the dirty little face.
"Lingling, can you help mom clean the house?"
"good……"
Four years old, helping mom clean the house.
He is very proud.
At midnight, the mother and son pushed a huge black garbage bag in a cart to the centralized disposal site to throw away the garbage.
The elevator was in disrepair and had no surveillance, so no one knew about it.
But when the elevator door opened, a person stood outside. He looked up and said with a smile, "Bai Ke? It's so late. Where are you going to throw away all this garbage?"
The mother and son froze in place.
Bai Ke reacted in a flash and smiled calmly, "Thank you for your concern for us, boss. We've been working overtime lately and have accumulated a lot of household garbage. If we don't throw it away, it will stink, so hurry down and throw it away."
"Really? It's quite heavy, I'll help you carry it."
"No, it's dirty and smelly, it will dirty your clothes later." Bai Ke said.
"Not really. It doesn't smell bad to me. What kind of garbage is this? Let me see if I can move it." The man stretched out his hand.
"——Uncle Cen!" the young bird suddenly called out.
He was still young, with a baby voice, and because of a cold and a blocked nose, his voice was a little hoarse, which was a bit endearing. Anyone who has children at home would not be able to resist ignoring him.
The man really turned around, and behind his elegant glasses, his eyes curved into crescent shapes. The hand that had just reached for the garbage bag turned and rubbed Bai Ling's hair, rubbing his little feathers.
"What's wrong?"
The young bird raised its round almond eyes and asked expectantly, "Is Yanyan going to swimming class tomorrow? She learns so fast and the teacher only praises her. Yanyan also made an appointment with me to teach me how to practice tomorrow."
"Is that so..." Uncle Cen said, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips.
The birth rate in the underground world is very low. After being a leader for so many years and changing three wives, he finally had a precious daughter. He spoils his children to the point of lawlessness.
"Then let's go learn swimming from Yanyan tomorrow."
It was a kind word, spoken in a light tone, but it had a decisive effect on the hearts of both mother and son.
The man took the elevator up.
The young bird and its mother pushed the cart silently and continued walking.
After a moment, Bai Ke asked, "Baby is very familiar with Cen Yan?"
The young bird looked ahead and said, "I'm not familiar with it."
"Then how can I lie..."
The young bird stopped its short legs, rushed over, hugged the woman's waist, and pressed its little face warmly against her belly soaked in cold sweat, "Mom, for mom, I'm willing to do anything."
Protect your family by any means necessary. He kept these words in mind.
His life of being an accomplice with his "mother" also took root from that time.
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wake up.
Bai Ling gasped for breath, staring blankly at the ceiling, feeling his entire back soaked with cold sweat.
The mermaid had sharp ears and could hear his abnormal breathing in his sleep. She subconsciously reached out to his waist, cupped her palms and pressed his warm belly into her arms.
Clamped by his arms, Bai Ling moved over with difficulty, changed to a face-to-face position, and buried her head in his pectoral muscles.
Touching the bird's sweaty back, Yu Chen opened his eyes. He sat up like he usually did to coax a bird out of a nightmare, and turned on the night light at the bedside. He stroked his messy blond hair, sleepily adjusting to the light, and said in a gentle voice:
"What's wrong with the baby?"
Although their accents and looks were different, Bai Ling felt a sore nose for no reason and lowered his head. "Nothing, I just dreamed about something bad."
“Everything bad will pass.” The mermaid gently stroked the back of his neck as if she were holding a child. “I promise you.”
"Yu Chen." Bai Ling pulled the corner of his clothes.
"Um."
"...When everything is over, can you accompany me to Earth and move my mother's grave here?...I don't want her to stay there, in the dark." Bai Ling's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "She likes sunflowers. I want to take her to a sunny place."
"Then let's plant a patch for her together. Call Shi Luolan." The mermaid said softly.
"good……"
Before coming to Empire, he had seen his mother's medical records. Working in the wasteland on the earth's surface for many years, she is exposed to radiation thousands of times that of ordinary people. The doctor said that she only has one year to live.
So before she sent him on board, she forced him to promise, "Don't miss me, and don't cry to me."
After many years, I think back.
He doesn't care whether the Earth is a graveyard of past civilizations.
He only knew that his mother's grave was there.
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