Chapter 124 Rabbit Baby is the only one who makes sense; I'm just here to support her.
Amidst a burst of arguing and accusations.
Wen Yanyu kept her head down, not listening to a single word.
My whole body felt cold.
Even during his time as cannon fodder in this vast world, he wasn't entirely controlled by the plot. Apart from important plot points, he would also have brief periods of freedom.
In a brief period of freedom.
It's an ancient martial arts world. He's a heinous criminal and is wanted worldwide by the protagonist group. According to the original plot, he should have suffered all kinds of torture before ending his role.
However, he was rescued by his brother, who was treated as a background character throughout the story, was physically weak, relied on medication to prolong his life, and was supposed to have no further storyline. He had only met him a few times and had never done anything bad.
They hid in the deep mountains and survived on wild fruits and animals.
Animals are not always easy to catch.
But wild fruits are readily available.
In winter, there are few plants in the deep mountains, let alone animals. Injured, they can't hunt large animals and spend their days hiding in the mountains to avoid being hunted.
He thought, I am cannon fodder who will die sooner or later, but my brother is not. My brother's fate is unknown, but my brother still has a future.
As long as the story ends and the protagonist group finds him, and the older brother hasn't done anything wrong, he can survive.
He couldn't tell what was poisonous and what wasn't; he only knew he needed to fill his stomach. He ate the fruit for two days, thinking it was non-poisonous.
So, in his misguided cleverness, he boiled the remaining wild fruits into a soup and fed it to his brother, whose fate was already unknown. He thought that this would give his brother, an ordinary person, the strength to keep going.
He held his brother's cold body until he was completely still.
Listening to his brother's dying words, telling him to live well.
He didn't know either.
I don't know, he killed someone who shouldn't have died.
An attempt at redemption.
But it ended up killing him.
In that unfamiliar world, there was a brother who loved her so much, believed in her so much, and tried to redeem her even though they hadn't spent many days together. He shouldn't have died.
In the end, he still died, but because he was protected by his brother during those days, the plot deviated slightly from its course, and he was not tormented.
on the contrary.
It was a decisive, swift strike to the throat.
Compared to the torment of the original storyline.
That was so easy.
It was bought with the life of an innocent person.
easy.
My heart sank to the bottom.
Wen Yanyu tilted her head slightly, the blinding sunlight shining into her eyes, her gaze gradually becoming unfocused, her mind filled with chaotic darkness, the surrounding sounds seeming to be isolated from her brain by a fog.
An excruciating pain, as if tearing him apart, spread through his body.
Cry.
He spoke gently and persuasively.
Go on and cry.
You have to cry.
His body's protective mechanisms were issuing commands to him.
But I'm too tired.
I didn't have the strength to shed a single tear, nor could I even make any exaggerated expressions; my vision was completely blank.
His vocal cords sounded rusty, producing dry, broken syllables: "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
Wen Yanyu repeated it again.
I don't know who he's talking to.
"Don't you know why you picked it back? If I hadn't happened to know and hadn't discovered it in time, and if everyone had eaten it and something had gone wrong, would your 'sorry' have been of any use?"
As if he had finally found an outlet, Sang Huai-ren muttered to himself for almost ten minutes.
Wen Yanyu hung her head, staring blankly at the wild fruit in the pot, apologizing again and again.
The safety instructor and photographer who was following along couldn't help but step forward and explain that it was his own negligence in the inspection, and that it had little to do with Wen Yanyu, as he didn't understand these things.
Several people around also chimed in.
"We haven't eaten any yet. If you want fish, I'll go to the river and catch one for you later."
"Xiaoyu didn't know this stuff was poisonous, and he didn't do it on purpose."
"You've already said your piece, but you don't have to go to such extremes."
Chu Xingbai's expression was subtle as he showed the encyclopedia page on his phone. "I checked. This fruit won't kill you, it just contains a slight toxin. In some places, it's processed and used as a seasoning."
Seeing a group of people trying to reconcile them, and knowing that I hadn't eaten much breakfast for health reasons and hadn't consumed enough carbohydrates, I realized I was missing out.
Sang Huai-ren's face was terribly gloomy.
Wen Yanyu's complexion was getting worse and worse.
Sang Yu's eyes flashed with pity, and she reached out to tug at the man's sleeve, but seeing Sang Huai Ren's angry expression, she didn't dare to say anything.
Sang Huai-ren frowned, casually brushed away Sang Yu's hand that was on his arm, and then snorted coldly.
"Don't take this personally. I know people will do anything for attention these days, but you shouldn't have joked about human lives."
"You're just a kid in front of me right now. You're inexperienced. If you were older, I wouldn't be here trying to reason with you like this."
Wow, to be honest, Uncle Sang has a good temper. If I were in that situation, I would have definitely started cursing. Uncle Sang even reasoned with him.
Wasn't he already cursing?
[This seems a bit too dismissive of human life. They just say sorry without saying anything else. What good is that? What if someone dies from eating it?]
[Please, don't overreact! The comments are a bit exaggerated! At most, this is like food poisoning from undercooked green beans causing a stomachache. Unless you're extremely unwell and ate a lot, it's definitely not life-threatening.]
[Speaking up weakly, there's no need to be so aggressive, it's a bit harsh... The safety instructor has already spoken up, and the person didn't do it on purpose. A few words of criticism are fine, but this is going on for too long. Isn't this just bullying?]
[Hmm...Why is Sang Huai-ren so irritable today? And to be honest, nothing really happened, and he's vented his anger. Does he expect him to commit suicide as an atonement?]
[At the start of the trading session, someone asked Sang Huai-ren whether he was angry about the food that might cause food poisoning, or angry that his fish was gone and his group might be affected, hahaha.]
Tired from talking, Sang Huai-ren took off his glasses and bent down to wipe the moisture off the frames.
Just as he was about to say something more.
Looking at Wen Yanyu, who was hanging his head and not saying a word, being tightly protected by Jiang Wanrou, an inexplicable anger rose from the bottom of his heart.
Sang Huai-ren frowned.
A whooshing sound rang out, like a strong wind blowing.
An invisible blade of wind slashed past my ear.
It left no trace.
Sang Huai-ren let out a painful "hiss," as if something cold and piercing had struck the right half of his face, instantly numbing him with pain that spread to the back of his ear.
Sang Huai-ren covered his face, staggered back two steps, and broke out in a cold sweat.
Having lost the strength to speak, he half-squatted down.
The people standing nearby were completely bewildered by what had happened.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Mingxu bent down to examine Sang Huai Ren, but there was nothing unusual on his face.
The group looked completely bewildered.
It was just a gust of wind.
Sang Huai-ren sat on the ground, covering half of his face. He could only twitch the corner of his mouth slightly before his head started to throb, and he couldn't speak at all.
Before the group could even figure out what was going on...
Two wild grouse, their chests pierced by arrows, were thrown onto the grass in front of them from behind, their wounds dripping blood that slid down the arrows.
Is that enough?
A cold, indifferent tone came from behind.
Everyone turned to look.
Not far behind him, Fu Zhiyan stood with an indifferent expression, three dead grouse at his feet, and two fish still moving, their bodies pierced by wooden splinters.
The group didn't react for a moment. Fu Zhiyan lowered his eyes, pointed to the two chickens on the ground, and said casually, "Two chickens make up for one fish."
"Is that enough?" Fu Zhiyan repeated.
Jiang Wanrou was the first to react.
"That's enough, that's enough."
Fu Zhiyan nodded, gave the man sitting on the ground a cold glance, and didn't say anything.
He naturally grasped Wen Yanyu's wrist.
He said to the two people in his group, "You two take care of these chickens. Make chicken and mushroom soup with the third one. If you don't know how to make it, just leave it and wait for me. You can do whatever you want with the other two chickens and the fish. I'm taking Yan... Wen Yanyu to rest for a bit."
He finished speaking without paying attention to the looks they gave each other.
Fu Zhiyan turned around and half-supported, half-carried Wen Yanyu, who was still in a daze, back into the house.
That was right after the two turned and left.
The pain in his ear finally disappeared, but the lingering phantom pain was still incredibly bothersome. Sang Huai-ren gasped for breath in discomfort and rubbed his earlobe with difficulty.
Sang Yu was somewhat worried.
The remaining staff members took turns checking the items.
I don't see anything wrong.
Sang Huai-ren looked at his right cheek in the mirror for a long time with a questioning expression on his face.
No trace was found.
The pain I just felt seemed like an illusion.
Wow...but, this guy is so handsome!
Is this... a show of support?
[Just came from Little Dog's livestream, haha. I was focused on watching Little Dog hunt, and his double kill with one arrow was so cool! I was wandering around when I heard the safety officer talk about what happened at the camp, so I ran back, haha.]
[I'm laughing too! Several times when he was about to hit a protected animal, the photographer/guide had to frantically remind him. It seems like the words "protected animal" seriously hampered the little dog's performance, haha.]
[I feel like during those last seven seconds when the puppy looked at the wild boar, he was definitely considering whether or not to kill it.]
[A wild boar that escaped death because it was too difficult to handle.]
[Wait a minute! What if those fruits are poisonous?! Bunny just ate a few! Don't we really need to see a doctor?!]
[A moderate amount is fine...it's not that outrageous, and it's safe to eat after cooking.]
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