Chapter 195: We Do Not Want to Be Livestock Kept in Captivity

To confirm he hadn't misread it, Ye Lin took out the previous silk pouch and compared the handwriting inside with the characters on the stone tablet.

Although the handwriting on the stone tablet looked more immature and sharp-edged.

It was not hard to see that the handwriting on the tablet and the handwriting inside the silk pouch were from the same person.

His master, Zhuge Qianxing!

Ye Lin's face was filled with shock.

Had Zhuge Qianxing already visited Bajin City 20 years ago?

One must know, at that time, he hadn't even been born into this world yet!

Could Zhuge Qianxing even calculate the fate of someone not yet born? This was simply too terrifying.

For the first time, Ye Lin felt a sense of fear toward someone who was already dead; just how far into the future could Zhuge Qianxing calculate?

Perhaps every step he was taking now was actually within Zhuge Qianxing's calculations? Had his entire life been arranged by Zhuge Qianxing before he was even born?

A chill ran down Ye Lin's spine.

People often shout about defying the heavens and changing fate, claiming their fate is their own and not the heavens', but how can you be sure that your so-called defiance of fate isn't just a part of your destiny?

Perhaps from the moment you were born, the Heavenly Dao had already arranged a plotline of "defying fate" within your life.

Whether you suddenly want to lie down, sit, stand up, want to go look at some crane-chan's development diary, and then lightly type out some soft, sticky, gooey, comfortable-to-the-point-of-curling-your-toes nonsense—is all of that perhaps already arranged by fate?

Ye Lin thought deeply and felt terrified; for the first time, he felt a sense of fear toward the concept of fate.

But after the fear, Ye Lin quickly let it go.

What was so bad about a life that had been arranged?

What he loathed was not an arranged life, but a miserable one.

Would you shout "I want to defy fate" just because fate arranged for you to be a wealthy and powerful person, and even arranged for hundreds of beauties to take turns sleeping with you?

Of course not; those who shout about defying fate are merely dissatisfied with their current destiny.

Up to this point, Ye Lin was quite satisfied with his own fate; at least he could do whatever he wanted according to his own heart.

After thinking this through, Ye Lin stopped obsessing over the issue of fate; to live in this world is nothing more than seeking to follow one's own heart.

Ye Lin lowered his eyes and focused on studying the prophecy left on the stone tablet by Zhuge Qianxing.

"Twenty years after I leave, someone will come from afar from the outside world; evil will ravage Bajin City, blood will dye everything red, and when the sunlight shines upon this city, the guardian deity of Bajin City will awaken from its origin..."

The first two lines had already come to pass; this year was the twentieth year since Zhuge Qianxing left, and this "someone coming from afar from the outside world" should refer to Ye Lin himself.

The middle two lines were also easy to understand; the mastermind behind the captivity of Bajin City would surely provoke a battle and even bathe Bajin City in blood after discovering him.

The only thing Ye Lin could not understand were the last two lines.

First, the sunlight shining upon the city; Bajin City was located deep within the Crying Soul Secret Realm, where it never saw the light of day all year round, making it impossible to see the sun.

Secondly, what puzzled Ye Lin even more was the so-called awakening of the guardian deity of Bajin City.

Did this guardian deity refer to a person? Or something else?

"Master, what exactly are you trying to tell me..."

Ye Lin frowned deeply; he truly could not understand what the latter two lines of the prophecy meant.

Just as Ye Lin was completely baffled, a burst of noisy clamor suddenly came from the ground above.

Ye Lin stood up in confusion and walked toward the outside; as soon as he poked his head out from the underground passage, a club covered in rusty nails smashed down toward his head.

"No way, buddy, are you hacking? Instant kill the moment I show my head?"

Ye Lin raised his hand to grab the club and casually flung the person who attacked him away, along with the club.

As he appeared, the originally noisy crowd instantly quieted down, and everyone fixed their eyes on Ye Lin.

Only then did Ye Lin see clearly that the people who attacked him were also original inhabitants of Bajin City, but they didn't seem to be with the white-haired old man.

The two groups had just started fighting, and many had been injured; they were currently in a standoff.

Ye Lin walked toward the white-haired old man.

"What's going on?"

"They... are the traitors of Bajin City! They have already surrendered to evil! They have become a part of evil!"

The white-haired old man pointed at the people opposite him with a face full of grief and indignation, and began to explain to Ye Lin.

After listening to the white-haired old man's explanation, Ye Lin roughly understood what was happening.

The group on the opposite side were the conservatives, unwilling to seek change, able to accept being eaten by demonic creatures, and being managed and transformed by the demon race, just like livestock; dogs were domesticated from wolves, and domestic pigs were domesticated from wild boars—that group on the opposite side had already been domesticated by the demon race.

And those led by the white-haired old man were the radicals of Bajin City, who were thinking every moment about wanting true freedom.

Before he appeared, the two factions were at peace, and everyone lived numbly in Bajin City, because the radicals had no ability to change or resist anything at all.

But his appearance had clearly broken that fragile balance.

"Zhao Geng! You old fool, I think you've gone senile!"

A woman around forty years old with willow-leaf eyes stood out and rebuked the white-haired old man.

"How many years have we all lived in Bajin City? It has always been like this! Haven't you seen how powerful the Supreme God's power is? Do you have to drag everyone to their deaths to be satisfied?"

"Here, we have food and clothing; as long as we sacrifice one hundred thousand people to the Supreme God every year, we can have favorable weather and live comfortably in Bajin City—what's wrong with that?"

The willow-leaf-eyed woman's words resonated with the people on the conservative side; they had long since become completely accustomed to life in Bajin City.

Although one hundred thousand people had to die every year, it wouldn't necessarily be their turn!

But if they rebelled, death would be certain; they had all witnessed how powerful the Supreme God was!

"Bullshit!"

The boy who had been knocked out by Ye Lin suddenly stood up at this moment.

"Even if we didn't have to die one hundred thousand people every year, is Bajin City really that good?"

"Staying in Bajin City, we must work four full days every week before we can rest for three days; during those four days, we have to work a full eight hours every day! We are only provided three meals a day plus snacks, and milk is only available in the morning; the lunch break is only two hours."

"What's even more excessive is that we can only get a raise every three months, overtime only earns double pay, and we are forced to exercise for an hour after work."

"After becoming an adult, we are forced to mate with the opposite sex twice a week; if this continues, we will sooner or later be exhausted to death!"

"A life like this is simply not meant for humans!"

"We don't want to be livestock kept in captivity! We want to resist! We want freedom!"