Zhou Xiaoxi was worried sick. He was flying at his highest speed as he knew that the students could not hold on for too long.
Every one hundred kilometers, he would stop and chop down a tree to see if the blood poison had spread to that area. However, every time he stopped to check, his disappointment would only increase. He had already flown halfway through the Garden of Life, but the cores of the trees he chopped down were still red in color.
He could not imagine what was going to happen. He felt fear.
In his eyes, the boundless Garden of Life had become a boundless sea of blood.
The Garden of Life was being corroded by the blood poison. His body was also being corroded by the blood poison. It was like a monster that continuously devoured his elemental energy, making itself grow increasingly stronger.
He clenched his teeth and flew with all his might. However, he soon discovered that his pair of azure wings was becoming weaker and his flying speed was decreasing.
He became dismayed and somewhat mocked himself. If his brothers from his department saw him flying at this speed, they would definitely laugh at him. The day when the Wind of The North Sea, Zhou Xiaoxi, was slower than a tortoise had finally come.
Like a bird with injured wings, he lost his balance and started to wobble in mid-air, his altitude rapidly decreasing.
As he flew through the canopy of the woods, densely-packed tree branches whipped his body, but he could not feel anything.
When was the last time he flew so low? It should be when he was twelve years old...
An image of a young and immature youth appeared before his eyes. The youth was clumsily wearing a pair of azure wings that was much bigger than the size of his body. It was his father’s azure wings. Even in his dreams, he would yearn to soar through the skies like his father.
The first time the youth had put on the azure wings, he had been very nervous. He had pursed his lips and channeled his elemental energy before unsteadily taking off from the ground. But before he could rejoice, he had screamed and crashed into the tree in his backyard like a drunk bird.
The feeling of branches smacking his face then was similar to what he was feeling now.
That youth was filled with ignorance and vision. Those were good old times.
Zhou Xiaoxi’s body slammed heavily onto the ground, causing soil and rotten leaves to fly everywhere. A warm and nostalgic smile appeared on his face.
After struggling to pick himself up, he leaned against a tree and took out a bamboo tube from his shirt. He then pulled out a distress leaf and pinned it on the tree trunk.
When he saw the glow of the pine needle dim, he was in a daze for ten seconds.
He carefully closed the bamboo tube and hid it well within his shirt. Without any hesitation, he turned around and started staggering in the direction of the Induction Ground. However, as he moved, he found it to be increasingly difficult to breathe, and his body’s temperature was rising. His energy was rapidly reducing as well. All right, he actually did not have any strength left; his legs went to jelly, and he was shaking.
Luckily, Cui Xianzi was not able to see his current pathetic state; otherwise, it would be very humiliating...
The dizziness and the ringing in his ears had sent him into a state of stupor.
He must look very ugly now….
In his daze, he seemed to see Cui Xianzi give him a smile. Suddenly, his legs tripped over a branch, and he fell flat on his face, causing his forehead to knock against a rock and start bleeding.
This made him a bit sober. With a surge of strength, he picked himself up and struggled forward.
Tumbling, staggering, and dazed.
His body was as red as a cooked prawn; his body temperature was astonishingly high. He could feel an erupting volcano inside his body.
The blood on his forehead was emitting an alluring fragrance.
Sounds of rustling could be heard as several pairs of scarlet eyes began to light up in the nearby underbrush.
Even so, he did not feel fear anymore, just like how he did not know how far he had walked. His dazed eyes were dyed red by the blood dripping from his forehead, causing his vision to be of a similar blood-red.
He could hear his own breathing loud and clear, and his heart was pounding so hard that it resembled a roaring monster. He could feel the world leaving him.
Is this the feeling of death....
He tried to move his lips, but he no longer had any strength. He collapsed onto the ground.
The wild beasts started to approach from all directions. Their scarlet eyes were filled with hunger and desire.
Behind the blood-red canopy, there was the deep, blood-red sky. It was so beautiful. He did not know since when he had loved the sky, but he had always desired to conquer and soar through the heavens.
Who was the one who had told him that the last thought before someone died was the thing that they loved the most?
Such bullshit…
So the thing he loved the most was his bamboo tube? Hahaha….
Next time, he should remember to not close the lid of the bamboo tube so tightly… Okay, there would be no next time.
With shaky hands, he managed to open the lid of the tube and involuntarily spilled the pine needle leaves all over the ground.
Through his blood-filled vision, he could not differentiate the multi-coloured pine needle leaves from each other.
His eyes had been rendered colorblind from the blood…
Dark red tears started to flow down his cheeks, but he did not know whether they were blood or tears. The tears fell onto his soil-smudged palms, forming a small, heart-shaped puddle.
Cui Xianzi, you must survive!
He summoned the last bit of strength he had and grabbed a bunch of pine needle leaves. Then, like a beast that was pushed to its edge, he dashed towards the nearest tree!
Bang!
A bunch of pine needle leaves smudged with mud was pinned onto the tree.
He stared blankly at it. There was a speck of light that was becoming brighter and brighter, bit by bit.
He wanted to laugh, he wanted to laugh at the top of his voice! However, he could not make any sound.
This was his distress leaf, and the Induction Ground could track it. The Induction Ground would be able to identify Cui Xianzi’s location as his North Sea Token was in the bag of rations and medicine that he had passed to her.
He raised his head with satisfaction. Through his blood-covered vision, he could see those malevolent wild beasts.
So ugly….
At this moment, he just wanted to yell his name with pride to Cui Xianzi and his dear beautiful sky. He wanted to let the drifting wind carry his name…
I am the Wind of the North Sea!
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