Chapter 1018 - Ta Lei

Chapter 1018: Ta Lei

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It was currently early morning in the Radiance Federation but not in other areas of the main world.

Different federations had different geographic locations and different time zones.

The Startling Lines Continent, which was right next to the Radiance Federation, was seven hours ahead.

When Lin Yuan and Wen Yu finished breakfast, it was only 7:30 a.m., but it was still pitch dark in the Starting Lines Continent.

The darkness swirled and coagulated, obscuring any wisp of light.

“Big Brother, everyone is staying home. I can’t bring myself to be a coward!”

The person who spoke was a young boy with a buzz cut that looked around 14 years old.

Tears were flowing freely down his cheeks, and his fists were clenched tightly. He looked just like a panicked and forlorn animal.

A determined-looking young man in leather spirit qi clothes stood in front of the young boy.

The young man’s roughly tailored leather and fur spirit qi clothes made him look rustic and wild.

However, the determined young man’s eyes were also brimming with tears that he was trying his hardest to hold back.

He lovingly caressed the young boy and said, “Little Lei, you’re the hope of our entire clan. You’re the only one who has Creation Master talent. If you let your emotions win out and stay here, our clan will lose all hope.”

Hence, Ta Lei tried to hypnotize himself to temporarily forget about reality and started to count sheep just like his mother had taught him.

As he counted sheep, Ta Lei felt as though he had entered a state of introspection, and he seemed to comprehend something.

However, he ignored everything and focused on willing himself to sleep.

Right before he fell asleep, he thought to himself, If there’s a way to keep my family alive, I’m willing to sacrifice everything.

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The night was still reigning, and stars dotted the sky.

A short-haired woman staggered along a street.

Despite it being night, there were still people on the street.

Boxes of various fruits lined the street.

A seller manned every street store in strange garb who would hum softly and sway their body in an almost eerie manner.

It was clear that the locals liked song and dance to the point that it was a fabric of their lives.

The short-haired woman’s face was covered in dirt, and she walked with a hunch.

Every once in a while, she would receive looks of disdain from the sellers.

She met their gazes directly with steadfast resolve. It was as though she was an elite, and these people were the peasants that did not have the right to be at the same table as her.

Suddenly, the short-haired woman fell to the floor and cradled her head as she started to tremble.