Colonial Suit

Chapter 438: An Uninvited Guest

The deathly gale grew stronger.

Inside the abandoned building, Blood瞳 lay comfortably by the bonfire, his gaze fixed on the scene outside the window. His expression was calm, as if he were admiring the sandstorm. The bonfire crackled beside him, occasionally spitting out sparks.

Singer had been gone for three days and eight hours. Blood瞳 simply lay there, unmoving.

Although he knew how precious time was to him, he just didn't want to move. Nor did he want to immediately begin his Meteor-class training. For some reason, Blood瞳 felt very tired at this moment, as if all the fatigue he had accumulated in the past had erupted at once, making him too lazy to lift a finger. He just wanted to lie there until the end of time.

The deathly gale howled outside, but inside the building, it was peaceful and quiet. Blood瞳's force field was firmly deployed, turning this place into a haven.

Time passed slowly, and Blood瞳 gradually fell asleep… In his dream, every moment of his time in X35 flashed before his eyes like a movie. He saw himself again. But this time, he didn't feel the usual coldness and cruelty. Instead, he recalled the heartwarming scenes.

He saw himself hiding in a corner, gnawing on discarded bones. He saw the spoils of his victories over prey, and he also saw himself… in that warm little house, supporting each other with Lier. At that time, Lier was very gentle. Every day when he returned to the house, Lier would greet him with a smile, wash him, and cook him delicious meals. And she would warm him with her soft body. It was a beautiful time, one of the few beautiful memories Blood瞳 had in X35. It was a warmth that intoxicated him.

The night grew deeper, and Blood瞳 had unknowingly slept for seven hours, something that had almost never happened to him in the past. Just as Blood瞳 was sleeping soundly, a heavy footstep entered his eardrums. Blood瞳 immediately woke up.

At the entrance of the building, Singer's burly figure appeared.

He looked very disheveled at the moment. His old military uniform was tattered, and his body was covered in bloody wounds. He looked as if he had just been fished out of blood. Some of the wounds were so deep that the bone was visible, but he didn't seem to care, not even glancing at them.

He walked through the doorway to the bonfire, and then threw something at Blood瞳's feet. Blood瞳 didn't need to look to know it was a head.

"This is what you wanted," Singer's voice was hoarse, like the wind and sand of the desert. "The guy seemed very surprised when I went. He didn't expect me to appear in front of him through layers of protection. It didn't take much effort to kill him."

“……” Blood瞳 didn't speak, but looked at him before suddenly asking, "But it seems… you weren't very successful."

"Yes, sir," Singer replied without hesitation. "This city lord is nothing, but the soldiers in that city are very powerful. They are all fearless, well-trained, and well-equipped. There are also many high-level hunters among them. It took me ten hours to kill them all. A total of seven hundred and thirty-one met the standards you said."

Speaking of this, Singer frowned, as if he had seen a disgusting sight.

"Sir, I originally had doubts about what you said, but after going there, I realized that the city was simply a living hell. Those guys captured slaves from various gathering points, strung them together, and if one person made a mistake, they would all be killed. No one dared to disobey them. And because of the lack of food, their main food was people. I even saw some children among them. They called them 'tender rations'. The entire city was controlled by them with cruel methods, and the people were so desperate that they were almost numb. So…"

Singer gritted his teeth. "Sir, I acted on a larger scale. And I wasted more time. Please forgive me."

The hall was silent, except for the crackling of the bonfire. Singer lowered his head, not knowing whether this would displease Blood瞳. He only felt more and more nervous. After a long time, Singer felt a gust of wind, and a towel landed on his face.

"Wipe yourself," Blood瞳 said softly to him.

"Sir…" Singer looked up in surprise, but saw that Blood瞳 was looking out the door, not even looking at him. After a while, he said in a low voice.

"Well done. I'm very satisfied."

Singer breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you."

"Get some rest," Blood瞳 stood up and walked towards the door. "We'll leave here tomorrow…"

"Yes!" Singer replied loudly, then fell asleep.

He was too tired. In just three days, he had traveled six hundred kilometers back and forth in the deathly gale, and had to fight continuously at high intensity, killing more than seven hundred well-trained soldiers. It was a lie to say he wasn't tired. After all, he was just an ordinary person, far from reaching the abnormal physical fitness of a cosmic warrior. The test Blood瞳 gave him was more about observing his will… and character.

Standing at the door, Blood瞳 quietly watched the howling sandstorm, muttering in a low voice.

"A pitiful sense of justice? Or… principles?"

Blood瞳 didn't continue, but a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes. In the apocalypse, although a sense of justice was the most useless thing, it was undoubtedly the most valuable quality. And principles… were the foundation of a cosmic warrior. A cosmic warrior without principles could never go far on the path of evolution. Because they didn't know how to persevere.

Singer was undoubtedly excellent. But…

"His fighting style is too stupid. He insisted on a frontal assault against more than seven hundred enemies. Should I say he's brave, or reckless?"

Singer didn't know that his actions along the way were under Blood瞳's mental surveillance, so Blood瞳 knew everything he did. He also knew how tyrannical he was when facing more than seven hundred enemies. He was like a bulldozer, crushing the enemies to pieces. But he also suffered more injuries as a result.

This made Blood瞳 somewhat unhappy, because if Blood瞳 were to kill these soldiers with the same strength, he might not even be injured. This was the difference in fighting style and tactical understanding. Blood瞳 was good at skills, speed, and timing, while Singer was better at strength, defense, and the courage to crush the enemy. These two fighting styles may not have a right or wrong answer. But if placed on the choice of growth, Singer's fighting style was obviously more dangerous and more difficult to grow.

"It's not easy… This guy is too tough. If Lord Hencel were here, he would definitely like him. But I…"

Blood瞳 pondered for a moment, revealing a wry smile. "This is really a problem…"

There was no conversation overnight. Early the next morning, Singer was kicked awake by Blood瞳. After packing up, they walked out of the ruins. Standing in the howling deathly gale, Singer's voice was almost drowned out by the wind. He shouted to Blood瞳 with difficulty.

"Where are we going?"

Blood瞳 didn't answer him, but turned on the personal intelligence device he was carrying. Watching dozens of light screens suddenly pop out from Blood瞳's body, Singer's eyes widened. He saw Blood瞳 say something to the light screen, and after a while, Singer heard a strange whistling sound in the sky. It wasn't the sound of the wind, but a sound that seemed to tear through the air. Even the sound of the deathly gale couldn't cover it up.

The newest novel is first published on 69shu.com!

Before he could react, a bright meteor flashed across the sky, pierced through the howling deathly gale, and landed directly in front of them. Only then did Singer realize that it was a spaceship, a long, narrow shuttle that was hundreds of meters long. The surface was as smooth as a mirror, black all over, and full of technology and streamlined beauty.

"This… this thing…" Singer was shocked. Although he was considered a remarkable guy in X35, when had he ever seen such a high-tech thing? It was important to know that interstellar immigration was the standard for civilization level advancement. In other words, this spaceship alone could change the current situation of X35…

But Blood瞳 didn't bother to explain it to him. Instead, he directly led him onto the shuttle. The next moment, the shuttle rose from the ground and flew into the sky with a streamer of light.

Inside the shuttle, Blood瞳 took the hot towel handed over by the apostle and asked as he wiped, "Has Robbie given me any news recently?"

"No, sir," the apostle replied respectfully, but his expression was a little off.

Blood瞳 sensitively noticed this and couldn't help but stop his movements. "Are you hiding something from me?"

"I wouldn't dare, sir," the apostle was immediately frightened into a cold sweat. He couldn't bear the responsibility of deceiving a cosmic mercenary. Blood瞳 didn't even need to speak. As long as there was a hint of dissatisfaction, he would be sent to clean the toilets. But… that lord seemed even more terrifying…

The apostle's face was pale, and his body trembled like a sieve. Seeing his frightened appearance, Blood瞳 became even more strange and couldn't help but ask, "What exactly happened?"

"It's… sir… but… that lord won't let me say…" The apostle was so nervous that he was incoherent. But fortunately, his mind reacted quickly and he hurriedly pointed in one direction with his finger. His face was twisted as if he was climbing a rat.

Blood瞳 looked in the direction of his finger, but saw nothing. Thinking about the apostle's words, his eyes suddenly turned cold…

"That lord… So, an uninvited guest boarded my shuttle?"

With a flash of thought, Blood瞳 walked in that direction without hesitation. He wanted to see who in this civilization dared to board his spaceship without permission. After passing through a few corridors, Blood瞳 quickly arrived in front of a room. As soon as he opened the door, suddenly… a bone-chilling killing intent approached his temple. Without even thinking, he lowered his body and stuck to it like a snake.

With Blood瞳's current strength, this stick would be lightning fast, not even taking a thousandth of a second. And as long as he stuck to it, even the peak of the Comet class would definitely suffer a miserable fate.

But something that surprised him happened. With this stick, Blood瞳 felt as if he had only hit a piece of air. He didn't even touch the corner of the enemy's clothes. Before he could react, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly erupted, fixing him in place.

That was an incredibly powerful aura, even Blood瞳 felt a chill in his heart. It was as if he had met a natural enemy…

Shocked in his heart, only one thought flashed through his mind.

This is… Planet class!!??