Chapter 644 - 198: [I Won’t Live to Grow Up]
Chapter 198 [I Won’t Live to Grow Up] (6200)
The meat soup was gone.
But Chen Yan still took a piece of beast meat from his bag—cooked.
This was a ration he prepared for himself, smoked and grilled in the snow a couple of days ago.
This two to three-pound piece of meat, boneless, was thrown to Wooden Bowl by Chen Yan, who gave Chen Yan a deep look, held it with both hands, and then lowered her head to bite fiercely.
She ate very messily, as if she hadn’t eaten her fill in a long time.
After glancing at her, Chen Yan withdrew his gaze, picked up some snow from outside, and placed it on the alcohol stove to melt.
After quickly finishing the more than two pounds of meat, Wooden Bowl seemed to choke and stretched her neck hard.
Fortunately, Chen Yan handed over the freshly melted snow water just in time.
Wooden Bowl held the pot and drank it in a few gulps, then took a deep breath.
"Are you full?" Chen Yan’s tone was very calm.
Wooden Bowl nodded: "Yes."
"I believe you now—you haven’t been full in a long time." Chen Yan looked at Wooden Bowl. "How long has it been?"
"Since you killed the leader and the chaos in the village, I haven’t eaten my fill." Wooden Bowl shook her head.
Chen Yan was silent for a moment, then frowned: "I remember, I told you to go back to the village, the village... Well, the leader was dead, so were many others. It should be a time of population and labor shortage; if you went back, they should have accepted you."
"They did, but I left." Wooden Bowl shook her head.
"Why?"
Wooden Bowl stared straight at Chen Yan: "You killed the leader of the village. Killed several warriors, and many died in the fire. Even the slaves ran away—a lot of our labor force was lost, the village collapsed.
The Upper Race came to buy firewood, we couldn’t cut enough, so we were punished.
Were told to send more people to the battlefield.
So, I came here."
Chen Yan frowned: "To the battlefield, shouldn’t they send the strong?"
"The strong stayed to chop wood, sell timber, so the people in the village have food and can live.
I have little strength, so keeping me is a waste, they sent me to the battlefield to fight for survival."
Wooden Bowl’s answer was flat.
Alright.
Chen Yan sighed inwardly.
From this point of view, Wooden Bowl’s fall to this point does have a part of his responsibility.
However, Chen Yan didn’t feel guilty.
In the Domain Realm, the Human Race and the Fierce Beast Race are inherently enemies, it’s only natural for one to kill the other.
But he did owe Wooden Bowl a favor.
The first time he escaped the village, if Wooden Bowl hadn’t let him go, he would have been caught and the consequence would be death.
Although he had repaid this favor by letting her go last time...
It’s still hard to say clearly.
The matter of favors is too complicated, like the Divine Tree Juice, it was this silly little Fierce Beast Race girl who gave it to him.
Chen Yan sighed.
"Your team won’t make it, can’t go back." Chen Yan pondered for a while, then slowly said, "The Thunder Beast’s team will catch up to them.
On the snowfield, those on two legs are just live targets, they will all be killed."
Wooden Bowl’s eyes flickered, she nodded: "I know."
"Then... can you go back?"
Wooden Bowl said in a low voice: "I can only go back."
Chen Yan was silenced by that sentence.
The creature in front of him, viewed from a human perspective, looked like a monster, but... it was just a ten-year-old girl.
"And after you go back, can you survive?" Chen Yan frowned.
"They’ll say I got separated and ran back, then I can live." Wooden Bowl thought for a moment: "But next time, I will be sent up again."
As she spoke, a hint of emotion finally emerged in Wooden Bowl’s normally indifferent tone: "My Mother and Enbo both died on this snowfield."
Chen Yan had nothing to say.
He actually wanted to give Wooden Bowl a way out, to help her, perhaps due to some inner sense of obligation.
But... there seemed to be no way.
This wasn’t just any battlefield.
This was a war to the death between two races!!
The Immortal Platform of the Domain Realm had a reward order, and a Fierce Beast Race’s head could be exchanged for two hundred coins.
The Town General of Snow Cliff Pass even issued a reward, an extra fifty coins per head.
On the Human Race’s territory, there were no Fierce Beast Race members to be found.
No prisoners or slaves, none of them can be brought in!
No living Fierce Beast Race can enter Snow Cliff Pass—Chen Yan couldn’t take her to Snow Cliff Pass.
Taking her back to his real world was even more out of the question!
She wasn’t human!
Her appearance and form were that of a monster.
Bringing her back to the real world, where to hide her?
In his backyard villa? If found, get ready for trending on the news headlines!
Besides, there was an Old Deng from the Domain Realm living next door!!
If Lin Qingquan next door saw it, he couldn’t be scared to death!
A living Fierce Beast Race from the Domain Realm!
Brought to that world!
By then, he might be on the Inspection Bureau’s kill list!
Seeing Chen Yan’s silence, Wooden Bowl also said nothing.
After a while, Wooden Bowl slowly raised her head and said in a low voice, "You... cut off my head, go exchange for money."
"Hmm?" Chen Yan was stunned, frowning at Wooden Bowl.
"I am your slave." Wooden Bowl’s tone was wooden: "I know, you people take our heads, return, and can exchange them for money."
Obviously, after coming to the front lines, she already knew about the bounty situation.
Saying this, Wooden Bowl actually grinned, was she... perhaps smiling?
"Thank you for making me feel full at last." Wooden Bowl’s tone was very serious: "The feeling of being full is good, very comfortable."
Some emotion in Chen Yan’s heart was stirred again.
He suddenly felt a bit stifled in the chest, and without a word slipped out of the snow burrow and stood outside in the snow.