20 Getting ready to leave
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The night was peaceful in the wild; the wind will force its way sometimes through the trees, and darkness thickens faster than usual; Da Chun got back to the camp worn out only by the mental pressure as if his injuries didn't bother him at all, while jin already finished his training and laid down on a corner to sleep under the banquet of light tulip stars, the derry girl pocked his skin occasionally, wondering about something.
Chun sat down and glanced at his sister's odd actions; he's the only one who knew well about her bipolar disorder, as he already acknowledged the girls inside of his sister, calling them different names. As his deceased parents already named "Xia," he calls the ruthless killer "Lia," while the last one named herself "Nia."
Accordingly, he bitterly uttered, "Nia, did you already put your trust in a stranger; you only knew a couple of days ago?"
She kept pocking his face, and her voice sounded low and honest," He unconditionally saved me, two times, you only protect me because you feel like you owe me; I'm not sure who's the greater bargain here."
He frowned, feeling wronged, "How could you say that? I protect you because I want to!"
Her voice becomes more sinisterly dark, "Yet you agreed to my plan, right? We only escaped from that madman grasp because of my sacrifice; even though it was my idea, but there's still the fact that you left your own sister to undergo his wrath while you escaped; if that never happened, I wouldn't be even here, so should I thank you, putting all my trust on you, or should I despise you for the rest of my life?"
His eyes were filled with anger, clenching his injured fists, before he said, "But I came back, didn't I?"
She finally averted her bleak gaze, saying in a lazy tone, "Wasn't it a deal? I'm not sure if you came back because of the guilt or because of me, well "us," but it doesn't matter anymore; just keep quiet and mind your business; I can do whatever I want."
Chun knew that his third sister is the most troublesome one of them all, but he also doesn't want to speak to Lia. Her thinking manner was never on the standard norm; coincidentally, he asked, "Can I talk to Xia?"
"No, It's my turn today," she angrily replied, then leaned down on the bolder, having a finger still touching Jin's hand.
He couldn't argue anymore after what been said, so he just shrugged his shoulders in helplessness and went to sleep.
As The dusky night passed.
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Sun rays hit my face, arising me early; as I opened my eyes and glanced down, seeing a palm grabbing my hand, I slowly moved it not to wake Xia up; standing up, I noticed Chun was waiting for me to wake up, it seems like he's determined to get stronger like never before, I greeted him. And headed straight to hunt rabbits.
"Take this," I said.
He glanced at my hand and saw a black wooden stick shaped like a sword in my hands; I seriously thought about this matter of training him, after all, with his talent and the right environment, he will surpass me in a couple of days at most.
But even the greatest geniuses without guidance and opportunities don't really amount to anything; in this world, at least in my perspective, you don't just need talent and heart, but also luck, a lot of it.
In addition, to all that, a life-saving ability, or in our mc and villain case, a mighty plot armor embossed with gold and idiotic scripts.
<You're actually right; we should make our own plot armor by collecting all the longevity techniques and objects, bathing in every possible survival light>
«I already know that; why the hell you think I'm sticking to this guy»
Jin and Chun hunted rabbits for five hours; sometimes, he will stop to correct Chun form and show him some of his family arts, even though it's considered a taboo; nevertheless, he will catch up to it immediately, showing even a better execution than the teacher.
«Pf, this is honestly depressive as hell, and he doesn't even look grateful.»
He experienced with his own eyes how the techniques and stances that he spent hours learning got treated like child play by the villain.
Going back to the town, Chun covered his face with a leaf, bringing the cheap rabbits to the market.
On the way, they found a legless, blind man; his hands were tied with a rock, bowing using only his waist in front of a random bolder, repeating a phrase over and over again.
"Hail the philosopher stone!"
«Philosopher stone?». Glaring, Chun confusedly asked, "Who's that?"
"Don't mind him; he just got enlightened by the god of stones," I answered, but I was still planning to pair him with a lovely wife; winter is quite chilly here after all.
«God created us as pairs, right? Hehehe»
News already reached the town about the local gang's annihilation; they couldn't confirm their deaths, but no trace or whereabouts what so ever has been found after they departed with the generous youth.
"Sit here, and start shooting our deals with me," I told him; marketing was straightforward in this town, at least if you're products are cheaper and better than anybody.
"Winter is around the corner! Don't let your kids starve to death and buy the cheapest rabbits in the market!" loudly ranging.
Chun is catching up to me; he also screamed, "Cheap rabbits for sale."
Like yesterday, the rabbits rapidly sold out. Therefore, we left the town to rest.
We repeated this routine for about eight more days before I finally brought up the subject of leaving this place, heading in the Eastern wildness direction.
