TSIAGBICATMWI Chapter 151
by VolareChapter 151: Vanity
Xie YunChuan and Shen Ye arrived at Li Meng’s doorstep as quickly as possible.
The good news was, as Xie YunChuan expected, Li Meng hadn’t taken her mother to relocate; the bad news was that Li Meng was currently nestled obediently in her beloved old mother’s arms, acting affectionately.
A kind-looking woman, dressed neatly and cleanly, was lovingly stroking the bald head of the little zombie in her lap, a head riddled with pits and scars, blood and gore… The scene was truly bizarre. The woman, lost in an illusion, was oblivious, but it was agonizing for Xie YunChuan and Shen Ye, who were clear-headed. It made the back of their necks tingle and gave them goosebumps all over.
Shen Ye couldn’t stand it anymore and asked, “What do we do? Take her out?” This scene that made you want to gouge your own eyes out was really stimulating a desire for destruction.
Xie YunChuan gazed intently at Li Meng, who seemed docile and gentle as she lay on the woman, but actually had a bloodthirsty glint in her eyes as she glanced at them. He replied, “Why are you even asking? The question isn’t whether we’re going to take her out, it’s that she’s going to take us out.”
A fight was inevitable; it was just a matter of who triggered it first.
Judging by Li Meng’s sinister demeanor, she clearly sensed the immense threat that Xie YunChuan and Shen Ye posed to the beautiful illusion she had created. Xie YunChuan believed that the moment he and Shen Ye left, Li Meng would follow on their heels, hunting them down to nip these two troublemakers in the bud.
Acting directly here, Li Meng would have to consider her dear mother to some extent, which would actually be advantageous for Xie YunChuan and Shen Ye.
Shen Ye glanced at Xie YunChuan, his expression somewhat odd, as if with regret and reluctance. Xie YunChuan, seeing this, looked disgusted. “What kind of look is that? I’m not your son, don’t give me that loving, complicated gaze.”
Shen Ye’s gaze didn’t shift. He paused for a few seconds, sighed, and nudged Xie YunChuan’s hand with his hand below him, slipping something into Xie YunChuan’s palm. Xie YunChuan looked down and saw a small, exquisitely designed device that seemed to be a type of hidden weapon.
Xie YunChuan understood. Shen Ye wasn’t lamenting him, the “son,” but was feeling the pain for his treasure. Xie YunChuan didn’t care about his reluctant feelings. He held the item in his hand and studied how to use it, asking skeptically, “A cold weapon? Can it pierce the hide and bones of a level six zombie like Li Meng?”
He didn’t doubt Shen Ye’s pained expression, but he questioned Shen Ye’s understanding of the hardness of a level six zombie’s bones. What if, in a critical moment, he launched this thing and it didn’t even pierce Li Meng’s outer layer of rotten skin and flesh? Then the one likely to be pierced would be his own heart.
Shen Ye glared at Xie YunChuan, as if he didn’t appreciate the favor, and said impatiently, “My mother made it. If you don’t want it, give it back to me.” As he spoke, he reached out to snatch the item from Xie YunChuan’s hand.
Xie YunChuan dodged, avoiding him. There was no way he would return something he had already gotten his hands on. Xie YunChuan trusted his mother’s abilities. His mother wouldn’t offer anything that wasn’t top-notch, especially something meant to protect her “dear son’s” life. It definitely wouldn’t be lacking.
Considering their current situation, Shen Ye didn’t make a big move to grab it, and he didn’t seem truly intent on taking it back either. So he let Xie YunChuan dodge easily and didn’t pursue it, still explaining, “This isn’t a cold weapon.”
Xie YunChuan was puzzled. “Huh?”
Xie YunChuan examined the item again. It was really small, even smaller than the smallest handgun. It only had a hidden button, which should be what triggered it when pressed. “This thing doesn’t seem to have the volume to hold gunpowder.”
Furthermore, against a zombie of Li Meng’s level, even a real firearm wouldn’t be very effective. How much power could this little thing have?
It wouldn’t be bad, but the reference strength was different. Could it be some high-attack power masterpiece that the researchers at the institute made behind closed doors!
Shen Ye said, “It’s something hotter than gunpowder.”
Xie YunChuan: “What is it? Have you used this thing before? Can you confirm its power?”
Three questions in a row fully demonstrated Xie YunChuan’s ignorance. Had he become the ignorant frog in the well himself? Was it some new type of energy developed in the end of the world?
Rarely, Shen Ye finally seemed to realize they were still in a dangerous situation and quickly replied, “Is this the time to delve into what this thing is? Stop asking. Just use it with confidence. It won’t kill Li Meng in one shot, but it will definitely give you a chance to breathe.” After finishing, he suddenly seemed to remember something and added, “Oh, right, this thing only has one shot. Use it wisely.” Good things just weren’t durable.
“What are you afraid of? Isn’t that little zombie still aguāi guāi nǚ (good girl) nestled in her mother’s arms?” Although the two talked as casually as if they were chatting at a tea party, Xie YunChuan wouldn’t really forget their situation.
But… well, the tense, hostile atmosphere didn’t seem right. Li Meng was acting like a guāi guāi nǚ (good girl), enjoying family affection. Xie YunChuan and Shen Ye were discussing a new weapon. How should he put it? Neither side had any intention of taking the initiative.
Shen Ye asked, “Why hasn’t she attacked us yet?”
Xie YunChuan said, “What, are you afraid of dying too slowly? Who goes rushing to their death?”
Shen Ye slanted a look at Xie YunChuan. Did he have the nerve to say that!?
He really didn’t have any self-awareness. Wasn’t it Xie YunChuan who was rushing to his death? Even ten oxen couldn’t pull him away from killing Li Meng. Now that he was at the final step, he was worrying about dying early or late?
“Then what else can we do? Keep wasting time here?” They couldn’t attack, they couldn’t escape. Every second they stayed here, they had to be on high alert, and a savior wasn’t coming. What was the point of wasting time? His heart couldn’t take it. Making the first move might give them the advantage.
Xie YunChuan was patiently observing and suddenly had an idea. He said, “If your thing is shot directly into Li Meng’s brain, can it blow her head open?”
Shen Ye nodded. “Yes, but I didn’t set up a tracking function. The probability of hitting her is almost zero.” There was only one chance. Li Meng’s speed was unimaginable, and even if it was truly unavoidable and shot directly at Li Meng, she had claws and would block it.
“We certainly don’t have a chance to hit her, but… what about her?”
Shen Ye followed Xie YunChuan’s gaze and looked over. That gentle woman didn’t look like a hunter at all. He frowned and disapproved, “Putting our hopes on her isn’t a wise choice.”
Xie YunChuan slowly opened his mouth, his cold eyes somber. “The opposite of ecstasy is extreme sorrow. People often say that dreams and reality are opposites, and there’s a reason for that. The more one seeks and cannot obtain, the more one thinks about it day and night. I believe that woman will be a pro at killing her own kin for the greater good.”
So-called heartwarming family affection, it’s all just a false and gaudy facade.