WTYTIAAN Chapter 273

Chapter 273

Sure enough, it snowed again.

The vast, scattered snow, like goose feathers, danced lightly in the air as it fell, once again shrouding the land in a layer of silver-white blanket, reflecting a shimmering light under the moonlight.

No need for lighting magic at all; the moonlight alone could illuminate the darkness.

Lillian raised her head to look at the bright moon hanging high in the dark night sky, her expression unreadable.

Yan Yunqing exhaled a breath of hot air, watching the white vapor rise and dissipate in the dark sky. He glanced back at Lillian and Yuri, who didn’t react much, and simply tightened his sleeves.

An invisible wave of magic came from behind. Yan Yunqing turned around and noticed the surrounding area gradually warming up. The snowflakes falling from the sky could no longer approach him; a one-meter radius around him formed a ‘vacuum’ zone.

Yan Yunqing looked in the direction of the magic wave and met Seere’s cold eyes.

This guy…

Yan Yunqing pursed his lips and looked away, not forgetting the things this guy did when he reincarnated as Lillian and fooled him by his side.

“Let’s go.”

Because of the snow, the road to the small mountain village was difficult to traverse. When Yan Yunqing brought Lillian and Yuri to the village, he found that a group of people were already there, panting as they collected the corpses.

All players.

No, perhaps it should be said, all official players.

Yan Yunqing’s gaze swept over the players who were working efficiently, moving with a natural order, silently and quickly collecting the corpses.

The military and ordinary people naturally had a difference in temperament, especially when a group of soldiers acted together; that kind of aura was difficult to conceal.

A strange light flashed in Yan Yunqing’s eyes. He looked back at [Yingyi] and exchanged information in an instant.

Yan Yunqing withdrew his gaze, looked at the group of official players in front of him, and said nothing more.

Was this…their way of laying their cards on the table?

Back in the familiar small mountain village, Lillian let go of Yuri’s hand and ran a few steps towards their home.

Lillian’s family had already been completely collected, placed side by side in the open space in front of the house. In this short time, the pale face of Lillian’s sister was covered with a layer of snow, blurring her painful expression before death.

Lillian ran forward a few steps, kneeling beside her family, wanting to reach out and touch them, but retracted her hand, pausing in mid-air.

Her sister’s gentle smile seemed to still be in front of her, but now only cold corpses remained. The snow falling from the sky fell like scattered paper money, bidding farewell to the deceased.

Yuri lowered her head and remained silent for a long time, still not shedding tears. Whether it was because her soul form no longer had the ability to cry, or because she had already shed all her tears for this scene.

After a long silence, Yuri still brushed away the snowflakes on her family’s faces, accompanying them silently on their final journey.

Grandpa Jason and Uncle Rosen were also brought over by a player. When Yan Yunqing went before, Grandpa Jason had already faintly revealed a deathly aura; he had been injured by the Hooded People and had been bedridden for many days without improving. Yan Yunqing had used one of Seere’s skills to improve Grandpa Jason’s condition.

However, in just one day, he received the bad news of his granddaughter’s death. Struggling to get out of bed had already exhausted most of his energy. Yan Yunqing looked over from a distance and saw that Grandpa Jason’s hair was completely white, and he looked ten years older, staggering as he walked.

Seeing the translucent Yuri, Grandpa Jason didn’t have time to say anything, and two lines of blood tears burst out of his eyes and fell.

“Yuri…” Grandpa Jason stepped forward, his turbid eyes only focused on the translucent Yuri, tears constantly overflowing. The old man, who was not good with words, choked up and couldn’t speak. He just kept crying, staring unblinkingly at his granddaughter, as if afraid that a blink of an eye would turn the granddaughter he had raised into a wisp of green smoke and dissipate with the wind.

“Grandpa!” Yuri took the initiative to hug Grandpa Jason, burying her face in his not-so-broad embrace. “Grandpa, don’t cry… Yuri is here…”

Uncle Rosen turned his head away, and his remaining good eye also turned red. He tried to hold back his tears, but they still flowed non-stop.

Yan Yunqing stood not far away, watching this scene, and that bitterness spread again.

He took a few steps back, leaving the space for these people who only had a final bit of time left.

A snowflake somehow broke through Seere’s magic and fell on Yan Yunqing’s face, melting into a crystal-clear droplet that slid down his cheek.

Yan Yunqing wiped away the trace of water.

Had Seere’s grasp of magic become so weak after only one reincarnation?

The crunching sound of leather boots stepping on the snow stopped behind Yan Yunqing. He turned around and wasn’t surprised to see [Yingyi]’s face.

He nodded slightly, “Looking for me?”

Although it was an interrogative tone, Yan Yunqing already had a 100% guess in his mind.

[Yingyi] nodded and got straight to the point: “Talk, can we?”

Yan Yunqing glanced at Lillian and Yuri, estimated the time it would take for them to completely disappear, and finally agreed, “Fifteen minutes.”

“Okay.”

The two walked side by side to a secluded corner. There was not many people passing by here, making it the best place to talk. But Yan Yunqing knew that this conversation couldn’t only be between him and [Yingyi]. Not to mention whether the official people were listening, his group of dependents would definitely not let him talk to [Yingyi] alone.

Maybe their little ears were already perked up, ready to eavesdrop on this conversation.

But Yan Yunqing didn’t care anymore.

He appeared in front of Lillian and Yuri with this appearance, not only not intending to continue hiding it from them, but in a way, also revealing his intentions to [Yingyi].

Honesty.

Of course, this honesty was limited. For [Yingyi] and the officials behind him, the information this face brought was still limited, after all, the features of this face weren’t considered well-known on the Ermann Continent.

“The one talking to me is you, or the…guild behind you?” Yan Yunqing didn’t directly point out the officials, but was also giving [Yingyi] a choice, what exactly did he want to talk about.

Yan Yunqing knew that something he hadn’t expected must have happened on the Blue Star he couldn’t see, so [Yingyi] took the initiative to come to his door to show goodwill, and even express an intention to cooperate.

Although he hadn’t paid much attention to the forums recently, the few times he browsed during his free time, he also noticed some undercurrents.

For example, posts in other languages ​​occasionally popped up in the forum posts. Yan Yunqing couldn’t understand the unpopular languages, but he could understand English. The owners behind those posts were obviously not Chinese.

What exactly happened that made the officials send [Yingyi] to take the initiative to find him?

[Yingyi] took the lead in giving a military salute that Yan Yunqing was all too familiar with. He reported his family name: “China G311 Force, Zhai Yingyi, position: Major.”

Yan Yunqing’s eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

Major…? He knew that the appearance and age in the game didn’t represent the reality, but the difference was at most five years, because the appearance of the character in the game was based on the real body.

So, such a young major?

Yan Yunqing’s grief was temporarily swept away, and he looked at Zhai Yingyi in front of him, his heart constantly flashing.

Damn, he met the young officer in the novel!

In this relatively peaceful era, the promotion of military ranks can be said to be harder than ever. Without battle exploits to take, he can only rely on continuous meritorious service to climb up slowly.

And Zhai Yingyi’s age, a lieutenant is considered powerful, let alone a major who skipped two levels in a row.

How powerful is his family, or how much merit has he made?

Yan Yunqing was amazed, but it was limited to his heart. He didn’t show any abnormality on the surface, his expression was as usual, as if he didn’t understand the gold content of this major at all.

However, Zhai Yingyi had already reported his family name, and after thinking about it, Yan Yunqing also introduced himself.

“You can call me…Yan Yunqing.”

Regarding the question of whether to report [Yan Yunqing] or [Nolan], Yan Yunqing had actually thought about it for a long time.

It stands to reason that reporting Nolan would be more appropriate. After all, he had already come to this world. Yan Yunqing on Blue Star might have passed away. Reporting the name Yan Yunqing and letting the officials find this person would bring trouble to his uncle and aunt who raised him, which Yan Yunqing didn’t want to see.

But…

Yan Yunqing struggled for a long time, but still couldn’t resist his little thoughts.

Although he came to this world and shouldered some responsibilities that didn’t belong to him, he still didn’t forget his origins.

He was born into a police family in China and grew up under the guidance of his parents. Even if his parents died early, he was later raised by his father’s colleague – another policeman.

It was difficult for Yan Yunqing to completely abandon his past. It was a past he couldn’t give up.

Yan Yunqing, calm seas and clear rivers, this name carries too much of his parents’ expectations, not a game ID like Nolan that he randomly picked could replace.

The name is the root, and the fallen leaves return to their roots.

In the end, Yan Yunqing decided to report the name [Yan Yunqing] to the officials at the appropriate time, instead of Nolan, or even Rian.

Zhai Yingyi’s eyes flashed, and he looked at Yan Yunqing with more thought.

Yan Yunqing…

This name really didn’t sound like a name that would be taken in this other world, and this person in front of him didn’t have any doubts about the military rank he reported. This had to make people think more.

After all, there was no position of major in the other world, let alone the Chinese G311 force.

So…this was actually a real player?

Zhai Yingyi’s expression changed a few times, and finally he said: “I don’t know your origin, but according to my and my guild’s…China’s observation, you have a friendly attitude towards us.”

“So what I’m going to talk to you about next is a matter of extremely high secrecy.”

Yan Yunqing looked at Zhai Yingyi seriously and made a pause gesture.

“Secrecy level?”

Zhai Yingyi nodded, only revealing four words: “Project Dawn, top secret.”

Yan Yunqing nodded, “It’s not convenient now, and this place is not suitable for this level of conversation. After…sending those two children away, let’s find a place to talk about it in detail.”

Although he didn’t know what Project Dawn in Zhai Yingyi’s mouth referred to, but it could be related to a secret mission, and named xx Project, it was obvious that it was very important.

Yan Yunqing didn’t want Seere and the others to hear about things from another world for the time being, and Zhai Yingyi might not be able to explain everything in fifteen minutes. Yan Yunqing still stopped Zhai Yingyi.

The two looked at each other and saw what the other was thinking.

Zhai Yingyi agreed, “Okay.”

Coincidentally, just as he finished speaking, a player trot over from not far away, “Report, a total of 142 villagers’ corpses in the entire village have all been collected!”

Zhai Yingyi glanced at the soldier and said to Yan Yunqing, “What are you going to do with this?”

Yan Yunqing looked back from a distance and realized that the sky was already slightly bright, the night was about to fade, and dawn was coming.

“Cremate them together,” Yan Yunqing said, “to avoid an epidemic.”

Yan Yunqing remembered the CG ending of Karenna and Henry that appeared in Sunset Village.

‘We are reborn in the fire, our souls will never wither.’

This is also the origin of the name “Flame”.

Hopefully, this fire can also send the people of this small village on their final journey, burning away the last haze in the sky.