Transtor: der Transtions
--------
The young master’s gaze lingered briefly on Jiang g and the fatty before he ughed and said, “I fear I don’t have the same tacit uanding you and Fat Brother share. Whe, there may be some fws.”
Upon hearing this, the fatty was stunned for a moment and then suddenly realized. He hadn’t expected that the young master had already figured out that he khe doctor.
“Alright,” said the woman leaning against a stone pilr, panting heavily. She seemed still lost in her memories, struggling to lift her eyelids. “You both go ahead. I want to be alone for a while.”
After a moment, the woman snorted coldly and said, “I’ve said everything I . It’s been so long, and I ’t remember the rest.” She paused and tinued, “You staying with me is pointless.”
It was only then that the fatty realized the doctor and the young master had the same goal.
They wao take advantage of being aloh the woman to extract the remaining, most important information she knew.
Actually, the fatty wasn’t foolish. He khe woman had hidden many things.
From what she said and the fear she dispyed, it was clear that what happened on those ships also happened on this one.
They were attacked by some unknowure or some twisted force. The survivors were stranded on a deserted isnd, and judging by their stant desire to leave, the experience wasn’t a pleasant one.
In other words, the danger wasn’t just in the sea; it also existed on the isnd!
Thinking of this, the fatty instinctively looked around. If there was anything strange on this deserted isnd, it had to be this building.
From the outside, this enormous structure resembled the churches often seen in films, but its scale was much rger. The semi-circur frame had a t spire, like a sharp bde pierg the sky.
The mottled walls seemed to have endured tless years of wear and tear. The saltwater winds had corroded it, leaving a grim se.
An a aura lingered here, never fading.
In such a se, the massive building should give people a sense of the end of the world, or the apocalypse.
Even stepping back a bit, it would still evoke words like grand and magnifit.
But it didn’t. To the fatty, the feeling here was only suffog.
Even in this spacious structure, standing under a dome that seemed endless, he still felt suffocated.
It was as if a huge stone ressing on his chest.
Breathing became difficult.
All around him were colpsed stone pilrs, and uneven ground smashed by them. Irregur stones were scattered across the floor, and every step had to be taken carefully.
The broken stone pilrs collided and pressed against each other, creating a strange light and shadow effect. Ierseg shadows, it seemed like something indescribable was lurking, restless.
He couldn’t figure out where this damned suffog feeling came from, or whether it was just his imagination.
The woman slowly closed her eyes, seemingly resting her eyes, but everyone khis was a sign that she no longer wished to reveal any more information.
“Fat Brother,” the young master suddenly spoke, “How about you stay here with the dy? I’ll go out for a walk with this brother.”
His expression and tone were very pleasant, and the smile on his face gave off an impression of good manners.
“After all, we’re the only two who haven’t seen what the outside is like,” he said with a smile.
The fatty instinctively looked at Jiang g.
But before his gaze could fully focus, he heard that familiar voice casually say, “Sure,” Jiang g said.
The two of them left oer the other, heading towards the open door.
The fatty watched them leave until their footsteps faded. The woman’s closed eyes opened again, but the fatty didn’t notice this. His attention was on the doctor and the young master, speg about what would happeween them.
The woman lowered her head, her eyes hidden in the dark, staring fixedly at the spot about half a meter in front of her feet.
There was a raised stone fragment there.
The stone was oddly shaped, as if it had been peeled off from a rger piece. On it, there were subtle engravings of two scales, each about the size of a human palm.
A beam of light, whose in was unclear, shone on the scales, and immediately, mottled patterns appeared on them, swirling like water ripples, as if ing to life.
The woman suddenly closed her eyes.
trary to what the fatty had imagihere was no frontatioweewo after they left. Instead, after walking out of the building and stepping onto the white sandy beach, bathed in the sunlight and sea breeze, they seemed to be enjoying a friendly versation.
“What’s your surname, brother?” Jiang g asked.
“Just call me ,” the young master replied, tilting his head to look at Jiang g, smiling, “The that cuts through the mortal dust, with the character ‘Ran’ for dust, Ran.”
“And you?” The sea breeze lifted the young master’s bangs, revealing a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes and a finely sculpted face that exuded a schorly aura.
“Surname Hao,” Jiang g responded, with his hair tousled by the wind. He squinted and shouted, “Hao, as in Hao the handsome, extremely handsome Hao, Hao Shuai!”
The young master was stuhen seemed to firm it by looking at Jiang g a few more times. A few seds ter, he hesitantly said, “Niame.”
“My friends say the same,” Jiang g replied as if he liked the pliment, “They say I live up to my name!”
“Well, Brother Hao, what do you think of the current situation?” The young master, uo handle Jiang g’s chatter, decided to get straight to the point.
The sky was vast, and the beach stretched endlessly, with no one around to eavesdrop. Their versation could be as casual as they liked.
Jiang g lowered his voice, putting on a mysterious expression and said, “That woman definitely only revealed a small part. The most critical things—what exactly happened on their ship, and what the survivors stranded on the ishrough—she didn’t mention any of that.”
“Right,” the young master nodded, looking at Jiang g, “And she didn’t say how she ended up leaving here either.”
“Maybe it’s not just a matter of silehe young master smiled.
Jiang g looked at him, his eyes revealing a subtle emotion.
The young master noticed the slight ge in Jiang g’s expression. He helplessly waved his hand and chuckled, “Brother Hao, don’t overthink it. I just have a feeling, but my feelings are usually unreliable.”
“Just like this building,” the young master sighed, looking at the massive structure in the distance, “It feels alive to me. I’s like being in a monster’s belly, suffog.”
(End of the Chapter)
---Read (NS) ahead on (pa treon . / derTL) – Chapter 264.Early access starts at 1. Your support keeps this going!
1 for this novel, or two novels for just 5, RDC/FF/MF Tiers. ;)
Transted 4 Series, 1.65K+ Chapters and 2.01M+ Words.