Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The scorpion eggs had already been incubated. If no accidents arose, the baby scorpions would break out of their shells shortly.
Now they had been reduced to a pile of goo, and their semi-transparent white tiny pincers and tails could be seen in the mix. Some of those body parts were even moving, even though they were in a dismembered state.
âNo...â Saint Zachary touched that pile of egg goo with trembling hands, then suddenly raised his head with a murderous glint in his eyes.
He had wanted to say something, but he then saw Chris lying in a pool of blood. Next to her head from which the pool of blood spread out, there was a blood-drenched rock with sharp edges.
Saint Zacharyâs countenance changed greatly. He instantly ran to Chrisâs side and called out her name. âChris...â
The man kneeling down in the pool of blood felt an unprecedented sense of helplessness, and even the hands he was reaching out to help the female up with were shaking badly. The color of blood completely drained from his face. Saint Zachary didnât dare to touch Chris. Even his lips were deathly pale.
He opened his quivering lips. Then, as though suddenly snapping out of his trance, he finally hugged her tightly. He opened his mouth wide, but he felt like there was a formless substance stuck in his throat, making him unable to utter a sound, as though he had turned into a mute.
Bai Qingqing had long fallen into a dumbfounded state when Chris stared at her. On the contrary, the shock of the image before her right now wasnât as impactful.
How did that happen? Why was Chris able to see her? Wasnât it just a fragment of her memory?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
All of a sudden, the image of the room crumbled. During that moment where she left, she could vaguely hear the agonizing cries of that man.
âQingqing... Qingqing...â
In her daze, Bai Qingqing heard someone calling her name. From an illusory and dimly discernible state, that voice gradually became more and more real...
Bai Qingqing opened her eyes, and two faces appeared in front of herâCurtis and Parker were both staring at her with nervous expressions.
Bai Qingqing massaged her temples. âHead hurts so badly.â
âYouâre finally awake.â Parker pulled her up together with the blanket wrapped around her and tightly held her in his arms.
Sensing the warmth from his embrace, Bai Qingqing couldnât resist rubbing against him. She looked up and saw the reddish-orange sunrise outside the window.
âItâs dawn already?â Bai Qingqing leaned against Parker limply, resting her chin on his shoulder. âI feel so tired. Itâs like I didnât sleep at all. Didnât feel that long ago since I fell asleep.â
Parker said, âYou really gave me a bad scare. I saw your face turning pale as you slept. Iâd long tossed out that necklace, but I wasnât able to wake you up.â
Bai Qingqing struggled to squirm out of his embrace. Lifting the pillow, she saw that the necklace was indeed no longer there.
âWhen did you throw it away?â asked Bai Qingqing.
There was still a lingering shock in Parkerâs voice. âFor some time now? I didnât pay much attention to the time. I only wanted to wake you up.â
âHe tossed it before the first rays of light appeared,â Curtis suddenly said.
Bai Qingqing looked towards him and smiled. But anyone could tell that her smile was forced.
Curtis asked, âWas it very scary?â
âMm.â Bai Qingqing nodded immediately. She was frightened so badly in her dream that her soul nearly flew out of her body.
All along she had regarded the dream as a memory fragment, a dead object. But the fact that Chris could see her proved that there was consciousness to this memory!
This was no memory. This was totally a personâs soul!
Bai Qingqing felt as though she had just bumped into a ghost. She clearly knew there was a problem, yet she couldnât escape from it.
In her consciousness, she woke up right after shaking off that dream. But Parker had long removed that necklace. She had no idea if her memories were jumbled up, or if there were remnants of that spirit on her.
The possibility of her memories being jumbled up was greater. After all, in her consciousness, she hadnât slept for all that long, and already a night had passed.
If this spirit continued pestering her like a ghost, that would be terrifying. Bai Qingqing didnât dare to face up to that.