Chapter 60#

Gears of Fate 02#

Attempting to understand what’s going on in Bai Song’s head is no different from turning oneself into someone with a twisted train of thought. Yu Feichen had already learned to ignore Bai Song’s thoughts, and now he naturally ignored them again.

Yu Feichen’s ignoring was equivalent to tacit consent in Bai Song’s eyes, causing him to fall into a state of daze for quite a long time.

Yu Feichen finished writing “Anfield” and put down the pen. At this time, Anfield, who was a head shorter than him, had already turned his head expressionlessly. This movement was also equated to tacit consent by Yu Feichen. However, calling him “Anfie” in his heart always gave him a sense of discord. When thinking of that name, the one appearing in his memory was still that cold and powerful officer in the icy world of Oak Valley, rather than the exquisite beautiful boy he was now.

After a thought, he said: “Your name is Anfield.”

Anfield’s voice was clear, with only a bit of the raspiness near the mutation period, so even if his tone was very flat and direct, it only appeared reserved rather than cold.

He said: “On what basis did you recognize me?”

Yu Feichen’s tone, on the other hand, was thoroughly cold and dangerous: “That’s exactly what I wanted to ask you.”

Anfield said nothing, turned, and walked onto the suspension bridge.

Bai Song: “What are you guys talking about? He’s already gone. Brother Yu, you’re so fierce, your behavior is very excessive.”

Yu Feichen: “Is it excessive?”

Bai Song asked back: “Isn’t it excessive?”

Yu Feichen rarely smiled, but it wasn’t the happy kind.

Without saying more to Bai Song, Yu Feichen crossed his arms and looked forward. At the front of the suspension bridge, the back of the blonde boy was enveloped by the steaming water vapor, as if walking in a thick fog.

He thought that the God of Time’s “Arrow of Truth” might not be like its name, relying on some invincible truth. Because when he was about to be hit by the arrow, all the moments of his life were compressed together, overlapping and appearing before his eyes. It was an indescribable scene. Undoubtedly, the core of that arrow was “Time.” If a person is erased from time, then he indeed disappears thoroughly.

So, he did indeed escape death. However, there was one thing to thank that God of Time for. At the moment of nearing death, what he saw was not only the images in his memory but also many things he had forgotten. Most of them were meaningless, so he didn’t care about them, nor did he have time to care.

But when Anfield appeared before his eyes and he saw that tear mole again, a fleeting scene suddenly appeared before his eyes—the past was as ethereal as an illusion. At that moment, he hadn’t had time at all to sort out his thoughts, or rather, he instinctively refused to sort them out. His mind was blank, and he just followed the steps to continue communicating with Anfield.

It wasn’t until now, when his attention returned to himself, that that memory slowly surfaced again, like a giant ghost with a pale smile on the corner of its mouth.

Dizziness spread from the top of his head to his whole body, and the mist blurred his eyes in an instant.

In the next moment, it was as if he was back at sea, standing beside the snow-white gunwale. The surroundings were quiet, and the sea breeze brushed over the deck. On a rare occasion when there was no bickering, his officer was looking at the sunset over the sea.

On the sea surface, the evening glow was a sea of blood-red splendor. In the silence, an unknown emotion dominated him to turn his head and look at the officer’s profile.

The golden afterglow of the sunset was reflected on that person’s long eyelashes. The officer’s personality was very annoying, only his looks were somewhat pleasing to the eye. Two female pilots on the same team had just discussed the number of this guy’s eyelashes during a break.

Involuntarily, he began to count. But his line of thought often differed from others; while others counted the upper eyelashes, he started counting the lower eyelashes at first glance.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven… Suddenly, he felt he had counted wrong; that place was a bit strange. However, at this time, the officer had already turned his head to look at him: “What are you doing?”

He said: “There’s something on your eyelashes.”

The officer blinked coldly, not moving an inch.

This person wouldn’t even reach out to touch his own eyelashes, although it was already as he expected, he still couldn’t help but criticize a few more times in his heart. After the criticism, he reached out, and the officer Cooperatively closed his eyes this time.

He successfully, on the premise of not offending this person, used his fingertip to carefully push aside the part in the lower eyelashes that he felt was a bit wrong.

It turned out to be a small mole hidden at the edge, appearing slightly dark red under the sun’s glow, like a tear that had been wiped but not completely erased. The person wasn’t all that, but the tear mole was actually quite good, making the officer’s face look fragile and good-looking by association.

At this time, the officer’s tone was already very dangerous: “Is it taken off?”

“Brother Yu? Brother Yu?”

“You’re not speaking, admitting you were very excessive?” Bai Song said.

He didn’t want to recall those things, even discarding and forgetting them. Indeed, there was a reason why it had to be done this way. It was as if a lifelong joke had been played on him; fate fell like a heavy hammer on his heart, leaving behind an entire era of absurd mess.

He turned away from the tray robot, hearing himself say: “He’s even more excessive.”

—His voice was terrifyingly hoarse.

At this time, several other people also seemed to have accepted the facts.

Chen Tong said: “In other words, there’s no other way except for breaking through this whatever level?”

Bai Song said: “Yes.”

“Then let’s do it. When soldiers come, we’ll use a general to block; when water comes, we’ll use earth to cover.” Chen Tong carelessly wrote his name in dog-crawl style on the papyrus. After he finished, it was the small Daoist priest. The elegant “Ling Wei” formed a sharp contrast with the “Chen Tong” above.

Next was the eight-legged Mr. Crab whose way of walking was close to a crab. His name was “Charaststras,” too hard to remember. In the previous world, everyone had distinct dress differences, so it was relatively easy to recognize people. But this time, not only were their ages similar, their clothes were identical. Yu Feichen was not in any mood, and he even lost the desire to identify them; he could only memorize them as chance allowed.

The curly-haired girl who hadn’t finished copying magic spells was named Lilia. A tall girl called herself Ke An, a painter. There was also a big-eyed girl named Nini, a trainee poet from a fantasy world, learning the seventh way to write long epics.

The brother who was muttering had never successfully communicated with them. The characters written on the paper were even harder to identify than Chen Tong’s. Besides, there was a suspected couple in the team. The man was named Xue Xin, claiming to be a university student majoring in mechanics. The girl was named Zheng Yuan, also a student in the mechanics department. When Xue Xin said “We are boyfriend and girlfriend,” Zheng Yuan coldly said “We’ve already broken up” and then walked to a place far away from Xue Xin.

After writing, the group got on the bridge one after another. When the last person also walked up, the propeller carrying the copper tube speaker flew to their side, and the cheerful voice continued to broadcast:

“Next, the school regulations will be read:

1. Metal jewelry other than the school badge must not be worn, such as necklaces, rings, bracelets, etc.

2. Keep the school uniform clean and tidy, do not wear or take off accessories, do not roll up sleeve corners or pant legs, and do not leave the chest open.

3. Personal machinery should not be brought into the academy. Private synthesis of communication machinery and controlled machinery is strictly prohibited.

4. Do not damage public property, do not waste food, do not scribble or carve randomly, and do not throw away parts randomly.

5. Strictly execute learning tasks and complete assignments seriously and normatively.

6. Obey the academy’s routine time; do not leave the dormitory after closing the door.

The reading is over. Wish everyone a successful completion of their studies, pass the assessment, and become an excellent magic apprentice~”