Du Ze walked on the dark red land with Xiu in his arms. He had been walking for a long time but the land was still desolate and there was no trace of other creatures.
The purple sky was gloomy and heavy. The air was inexplicably stuffy and there was no wind. Du Ze, who was trying to find a way out, was disappointed. Du Ze had to stop and rest for a while. Although the gnome form of the protagonist is not heavy, it is still the weight of a child.
His fighting strength is negative and he is panting (?) again. When he sat down to restore his physical strength, he heard a faint sound. Du Ze lowered his head. The eyelids of the boy in his arms trembled. Finally, he struggled to open his eyelashes, revealing a pair of beautiful amber eyes. Xiu, who had just woken up, seemed a little sluggish and confused. He looked at Du Ze's chin, as if he didn't know what was going on.
"… Du Ze?"
That small, soft voice was no longer the hoarse and low voice of the undead. Because he was not used to pronouncing his name, there was a trace of awkwardness and clumsiness. Du Ze was instantly killed by the cuteness – this young man's cute main character can't be so cute!
Under Du Ze's hot gaze, Xiu quickly reacted. He looked at his shrunken body and his big eyes flashed a trace of confusion and panic. Du Ze doesn't know if it's because of his appearance, but he always feels that Xiu is like a bullied child, waiting for the adults to comfort him with moist eyes.
Ye Zhi Qiu once said in "The Author Has Something to Say" that the character and appearance of the protagonist in "Mixed Blood" are affected by the blood of various races. For example, if he becomes an elf, he will be more indifferent. If he becomes a celestial, he will be more arrogant and so on. Eighty percent of the comments in that chapter were from readers saying that they wanted to scold the author's aunt: Nonsense, we only saw black from beginning to end! From beginning to end, the protagonist is breaking down! Indifferent and arrogant, ah!
Du Ze was one of the people who initially expressed his desire to criticize the author's menstruation. Looking at the gnome shota's expressionless face, he silently withdrew from the group of people who would criticize the author's menstruation. Whether you believe it or not, I believe it.
It was said that the Pygmies were sensitive, curious, and stubborn …
But before Du Ze could break his damn social barrier and say some overbearing words of comfort, Xiu put away his amazement, glanced around and asked: "Where is this place?"
Du Ze, who had missed an opportunity to increase his favorability, said coldly, "The reverse side of the continent."
As if in response to Du Ze's words, a gust of wind blew from afar, making it difficult for the two to open their eyes. The stifling air was instantly torn apart, and the purple sky seemed to be torn apart by the wind, revealing a scarlet bottom. It was like the meridians of a human body had covered the entire sky, like purgatory.
Du Ze looked up at the doomsday-like scene. Suddenly, he felt a cool sensation on his face. There was a drop of water on his face – is it raining?
This time, not only did Du Ze's face turn cold, but his heart also instantly turned cold. On the reverse side of the continent, there are no seasons and no weather. Rain only means one thing: an "elemental storm." Elemental storms are a specialty of the reverse side of the continent. Because of the special magnetic field on the reverse side of the continent, the elements here will randomly form storms that wreak havoc on the earth. Why is the reverse side of the continent barren and lacking in resources? Because there are elemental storms. Why is the reverse side of the continent so thin? Because the elemental storms consume the free elements. Why is the reverse side of the continent only cities and towns? Because only the main cities can defend against elemental storms.
Rain is formed by the water elements in the elemental storm. Du Ze didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the raindrops on his face began to itch and sting. Another drop of water fell, this time hitting Xiu's hand. It was clear that the black rain had left a red mark on Xiu's white and tender skin. Xiu frowned. There was a faint smell of burning in the air. Neither of them spoke, but they instantly understood what this meant.
Among all the magic elements, the dark element's characteristic is erosion.
Du Ze felt that he could write a novel called "Tragic Life." His luck must be E: when he came to this world, the protagonist had already been corrupted; when he left the Lost Land, he met the three people who were looking for trouble; when he arrived at the reverse side of the continent, the elemental storm had been waiting for a long time – it must be because he didn't roll his character attribute die properly!
At first, it was just a few "raindrops", but gradually, there were more and more. Du Ze looked around. Forget about the town, there wasn't even a gap for them to take shelter from the "rain." It was all scarlet and hard wilderness. Xiu also realized that they were in a desperate situation. The flaxen-haired gnome stared at the black rain falling from the sky. His injuries were very serious. When he exerted force, his abdomen felt like it was being torn apart. He had no strength to escape this death party.
The only person who could move now was …
Xiu's vision suddenly flashed and he was put down. The only person who could move was crouching in front of him with his back to him: "Come up."
The gnome was stunned. He heard the strange voice say: "Hold on to me."
Du Ze waited until Xiu was on his back. He stuffed the doujinshi into his belt, spread out the black robe and wrapped the two of them up. Then he stood up and began to run. The rain fell on Du Ze's skin, burning him. Du Ze felt that he had never been so tragic before. Right now, he was running with his life. The parts of his body that were hit by the rain made a small sizzling sound. Du Ze vaguely smelled the smell of barbecued meat. Thirty percent crispy, seventy percent tender, crunchy …
This young man bought a watch last year.
The black rain was getting heavier and heavier. Du Ze was fleeing in the rain, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change the fact that his physical fitness was not good. Du Ze's breathing became heavy and his footsteps became slower and slower. He felt like his whole body was covered with hundreds of pounds of soldering iron. Not only was it painful, but it was also so heavy that he couldn't lift his feet or exert any strength. He couldn't remember how long he had been running. All around him was a curtain of black rain, continuously and cruelly wrapping around him, eroding and melting him little by little.
So tired, so heavy, so painful.
The black robe was ruined, his hair was falling, and his flesh was melting.
From running to trotting, to walking, to walking. In the end, the black-haired youth was simply moving step by step in the heavy rain, gasping for breath with each step. He seemed to realize something and then changed the little figure on his back to his arms to reduce the area of the rain.
Why is he so desperate to protect the protagonist? The protagonist has abused him thousands of times, but he treats the protagonist like his first love – how much of a saint is he? Even if because of the blood contract, he must prevent the protagonist from dying, but now he is carefully protecting the person in his arms from the rain. Even if it's because of Zero Restoration, isn't this too much?
… Because it hurts.
Just the corrosion of the skin is so painful. When all the flesh and blood is melted, how can the person bear the despair that is more painful than death?
Du Ze slightly stooped and held the little figure in his arms – this person is the protagonist of this world. He should have had a bright future and be loved by everyone. But because of the words of a reader outside this world, all his flesh and blood were gouged out and he was betrayed by everyone.
In the book, it is written that a person is in pain, but people outside the book will only leave the impression of "oh, this person is in pain." They know that the protagonist of "Mixed Blood" is in pain when his flesh is gouged out and betrayed, but they don't realize how deep the pain is because it doesn't feel real. It was only after experiencing this pain that Du Ze really realized how cruel the people outside of this world were and what a stupid thing he had done.
A huge sense of guilt and guilt enveloped Du Ze, making his heart ache. Du Ze was even a little discouraged: the protagonist who has been hurt like this, can he still be cute?
"… Put me down, you can go."
Xiu was quietly lying on Du Ze's back all the way. Even when the wound split open because of the bumps, he didn't make a sound. When Du Ze held him in his arms, he suddenly spoke in a low voice.
"I will terminate the blood contract. You will not die because of me."
A blood contract is a unilateral compulsory contract. The main contractor has absolute control over the contract. Whether or not to terminate the blood contract is entirely up to the main contractor to decide.
Du Ze froze for a moment before he reacted. It was Xiu who was talking to him. Some silly, cute person's brain couldn't process the situation. The protagonist is actually letting him go? The protagonist who doesn't use others for anything and only values himself is actually willing to stay here and wait for death to let him go?
Du Ze cried, he really cried: Damn, Moe Lord, you actually returned. Under the light of the Holy Mother, the culprit who harmed you to this extent suddenly believes in love again.
This young man swears on his life that he will definitely put you on the throne of God.
Du Ze opened his mouth to express his loyalty to the finally cute protagonist, but something happened to his headphones. This time, it wasn't that the battery ran out, but that the black rain melted the line.
Du Ze … Du Ze took a deep breath: It doesn't matter, this young man is used to it, hehe, hehe … hehe …
– You're a f * cking spy sent by Yi Ye Zhi Qiu!!! I just want to increase my favorability, it's not easy!!! WTF！！！
Xiu felt that he was being held in Du Ze's arms. The black-haired young man's face was cold. He bent down to protect the person in his arms and continued to move forward in the highly corrosive black rain. Under his half-melted glasses, his black eyes were filled with cold anger. This was the first time Xiu had seen Du Ze show such clear emotions. That always serious person … is angry?
Xiu lowered his head, his flaxen hair hanging down softly, hiding his expression.
Du Ze didn't know if the return of the Moe Lord brought him good luck, but after a few steps, he finally saw a hiding place. It was a crack in the rock, about one meter long and not wide. With Du Ze and Xiu's current size, they could barely fit inside. Du Ze didn't hesitate to put Xiu inside, and then he tried his best to get inside.
Du Ze sat outside. Although he was still drenched by the black rain, the situation was much better than before. Du Ze believed that he could hold on until the restore point was reset. Sure enough, as long as there was a restore point, people's lower limit would be infinitely lowered and they would dare to challenge all kinds of death limits. Now that they were safe and the Moe Lord had returned, waiting for them was a glorious future.
While Du Ze was looking forward to his bright future with the Moe Lord, Xiu slightly leaned over and grabbed Du Ze's index finger with his small hand. Du Ze looked down at Xiu. The boy's face was very pale, not like a gnome but an undead. However, his amber eyes were unusually bright. Du Ze could even see his current zombie-like appearance in those eyes: his hair was corroded and scattered, his skin was burned off, revealing his muscles and flesh.
… Restore point is a good skill, right?
Then Du Ze saw the corners of Xiu's mouth curve up. It was not the sneer of an undead, but a pair of very cute dimples appeared on the gnome's small face.
He said: "…"
Du Ze's seemingly clear but actually blank eyes saw Xiu closing his eyes in satisfaction, hiding the darkness in them.
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He will not tell that person that he had already discovered the crack.
He will only say to him: Put me down and go.
He will not tell that person that he will kill him the moment he abandons him.
He will only say to him: I will terminate the blood contract, you will not die because of me.
He will not tell that person that he doesn't want to let go.
He will only say to him: I'm holding on to you.
Under the black rain, the figure that hunched over to protect the person in his arms, hold on and never let go.
– [Black Box]
The author has something to say: Protagonist: I'm holding on to you.
Reader: Please, please let go.
Author: The gnome race is sensitive, curious, and stubborn.
Reader: Shit, that's called bigotry, not stubbornness! It's still black sh * t! Please form a group to scold LS's face!
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