Chapter 1356: Three Drops of Blood

Red Fang, if we gather a bit more spirit crystal, we can change Little Red Fang's scales.

Have you heard? The elders plan to send some people to support White Fang Stone; the vein there seems to have snake-eating ghosts wandering...

After we rest, we also want to go out for a trip. If we don't gather some money, gather some food, Little Red Fang will have no one to teach him.

If he can become Third Level, maybe we could move to the fortress...

Oh right, a few days ago Red Snake's mother died; it's said she fell into a pit while drawing water. She was too weak, nobody noticed her, and by the time they found her she had already drowned.

Poor her grandson, ever since her son was snatched by the snake-faced eagle, he's no longer able to mine.

Fortunately the elders are reasonable; as long as they take the eyes, they leave the old person's corpse behind, so at least they can eat a few meals...

Chattering, sitting on Lin An's back, the white alien species gently helped him clean the wound behind him, then used the scales from the box to patch it up.

Just like the most common family in the human world, she chatted on about recent events, a faint sorrow in her eyes.

Supplies are dwindling, the outside is getting more dangerous, the environment is becoming harsher.

They're not like those big shots, thinking about external wars or resisting the apocalypse.

In her heart, there is only this family.

Red Fang Leaf, though not strong, openly accepted her after her husband died.

Red Fang Leaf is a good snake, very affectionate toward her and her children.

She just wants her family to survive in the apocalypse, preferably living to thirty.

Of course, maybe if the child reaches Third Level, they could live a bit longer.

I heard that the families of Third Level beings don't have to be skinned after death, and their scales can be kept luxuriously. Buried in the earth, so they aren't eaten too quickly by lava worms.

Lost in thought, White Scale seemed to recall her mother, recall her brother.

Before moving here, her mother's organs were rotted by acid; to exchange for food, the still-young her could only watch helplessly as her mother, while alive, pulled off her own scales.

It hurts, it's so painful.

Her mother was like a rubber band, twisting in pain. Those bloody scales were the only valuable thing on her body.

She remembered her mother pulling off fresh scales, selling them to the elder; the dissatisfied elder only gave them one crystal stone.

Her brother starved to death, perhaps intentionally.

Anyway, she survived and lived happily up to now.

"Red Fang, are you going to attend the assembly later? If you go, remember to bring something to eat for Red Snake."

"She's so pitiful... I see her eyes are blinded by hunger... If this continues, she'll also fall into the water and drown."

With his back to White Scale, Lin An calmly listened to her chattering.

Even after deliberately entering a state of absolute rationality, a faint haze still rose in his heart.

All this is just like the daily life of the most ordinary survivor on Earth.

For food, for survival, for the continuation of the species, for an unknown future, struggling to live...

Red Fang Leaf, is the alien species he killed.

According to White Scale, he is a good person, very good, very good.

Enthusiastic, kind, generous.

No matter what happens, he always faces it with a smile. He fantasized about taking White Scale to a safer fortress, fantasized about one day luxuriously letting the kids spray water mist, fantasized that perhaps with a little effort he could become an intermediate Second Level to mine.

Mining is much safer than picking up ore.

Although when digging thousands or even tens of thousands of meters underground, one must always watch out for spraying magma, with temperatures reaching three or four hundred degrees Celsius...

But compared to the monster snake-eagles one might encounter on the surface at any time, this is practically a cushy job.

Red Fang Leaf, is the name he inherited from his ancestors.

Red Fang is his type, leaf, the best thing before the apocalypse. "I heard" it's a green thing, with a faint fragrance, the fruit of a tree never seen before.

"Red Fang, I feel you're a bit weird today..."

"You've always been unwilling to share thoughts with me..."

As people spoke one by one, White Scale's eyes flashed with doubt; she always felt her husband was a bit strange today.

"Are you too tired? Want to sleep a bit first?"

Turning around, Lin An calmly looked at the "ugly" alien species before him.

Clearly, a slender snake face on a human body looks horrifying, and the scales all over are monstrous in appearance.

But the gentleness and timidity in White Scale's eyes are truly existent, just like in humans.

"If I share thoughts, what can you see? All of my thoughts?"

"Must everyone share thoughts at the gathering later?"

Lin An asked softly, posing the question most critical to him.

He must clarify this most special ability among alien species.

He isn't quite sure how these alien species usually transmit messages, or whether using system functions also causes slight abnormalities like in humans.

He also wants to know the range of mind sharing, and whether alien species, when they die, are sensed by other alien species.

This concerns his safety.

Lifting her head, White Scale looked at her man with some bewilderment; she didn't know why Red Fang would ask such a question that even children know.

Without thinking much, she blinked her eyes and spoke softly:

"If you don't want me to know how hard you've been outside, afraid I'll be afraid, I can remain unaware."

"You can also refuse the gathering later..."

Thought sharing, or speaking without language, is an innate talent of alien species.

Precisely because of this ability, they can transmit knowledge and even combat techniques with extremely high efficiency.

He slightly nodded, after confirming this message, Lin An's eyes moved slightly, and he asked the final question:

「I'm saying.. 」

「If you and the child die. Will the elders know? 」

「If many people die here, that kind of sudden death. Will they notice on the other side of the fortress? 」

The voice was gentle, Lin An earnestly looked at the white-scaled before him, patiently waiting for the other's answer.

She blinked slightly, Bai Lin looked at him somewhat uneasily; although she was only sixteen or seventeen, she never doubted anything in front of her lover.

【66> She merely thought that Hong Ya was worried about their safety.

She only thought that Red Tooth was worried about their safety.

「Hong Ya, are you afraid of a volcanic eruption? 」

「If that's the case... those Three Fourth Rank in the fortress don't know... 」

「After all, they don't care about our life or death... 」

「Only when a Three Fourth Rank big shot meets with an accident, their source.., not, they have the qualification to leave the source representing life and death in the temple... That way, they should notice it right away, right? 」

After the timidity finished speaking, Bai Lin subconsciously wanted to hold Lin An's hand, seemingly wanting to say, don't worry about her.

However, the next second.

She only heard a crisp, somewhat abrupt tearing sound seemingly coming from her own body.

Only seen before her, the person she loved, her carefully bandaged right hand, was squarely inserted into her chest, crushing her heart.

「Bang! Bang! Bang! 」

After three consecutive barely audible cracking sounds rang out, Lin An silently stood up and looked at the three corpses.

The fresh blood from the shattered skull splashed beside his feet and onto his body.

He did not choose to block the blood of these alien species, merely letting it stain his hands.

Looking at the two lumps on the ground that were no longer recognizable as alien species corpses, Lin An had no emotion in his eyes.

Sorry.

I also have someone I love.