Chapter 30: Across Illogicality
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Ye Chong shook his head understandably, āI donāt know! How the heck Iām supposed to know who you are at the very first glance of you both in my whole entire life?ā
āThen why do you attack us?ā Number 2 questioned unbelievably.
Ye Chong nonchalantly responded, āMore like you guys did it first.ā
āIā¦I was just thinking of removing your dangerous-looking⦠dagger!ā Number 2ās pretty face was reddened with embarrassment.
Ye Chong simply made an āohā and thought through the situation impartially⦠Apparently the discussion of such a topic was not really a rational act for both sides at the moment.
āOkay, listen. I can tell you all that I have not even the slightest interest in you guys. But I hope for mere cooperation. Or else, I wouldnāt mind taking your lives as part of punishment for your misbehavior!ā It was a blatant intimidating threat uttered from Ye Chongās mouth, yet the expression on his face was more natural than ever, a kind of tranquility and indifference that couldnāt be explained, as if what he did was as normal as oneās daily routine of eating and drinking.
Chill uncontrollably crept up their spines, like a sharp sword stuck ruthlessly right at their throats, while its eerie coldness permeated through the pores of their skins into every single cell of their bodies; Those words from Ye Chong, in that apathetic tone, were flooded with immense bloodthirstiness, overflowing the limits inevitably, like pouring more water into a full bucket of it, ready to be kicked as it spread everywhere.
āWhat kind of cooperation do you desire?ā Number 2ās voice was trembling a little. Fear could be felt. The young man was also uneasy, as cold sweat streamed through his forehead.
Ye Chong was pleased, seeing how his warning somehow magically worked out. But his facial expression remained unchanged, not even a bit. It was still as uninterested as he ignored Number 2 and inquired on, āAre there any other survivors on this craft?ā
He stared at Number 2 with intense focus, eye to eye.
āNo! The rest of us other than ourselves are dead!ā She replied without much pause while shaking her head sincerely. The sexy lips of her tiny mouth moved in crimson seduction, the captivating charm unavoidably wafted without notice.
However Ye Chong wasnāt infatuated at all and carried on with his inquiry, āSo now⦠what are the rough coordinates of this stranded spaceship?ā
āI dunno. You can only know that at the main control room!ā She shook her head again.
āThen we shall go there now!ā He bolted up.
Number 2 went on pleading, āThen could you pleaseeee untie us? We canāt show you the way with these on!ā Her expressive eyes shot a pitiful sight at Ye Chong, with a scarlet red blush on her cheeks, which would make any man sympathize upon her at first sight.
Still, Ye Chong was never going to get the hint, while he was finding the random red patches on her face strange. Why the heck this ladyās face getting all red? Instead, the young master got the hint, as he was mesmerized by her looks. His eyes locked on her and he seemed to have forgotten where he was.
āOhhhhhh! Itās okay. Save your trouble!ā He planned to ignore her recommendation and just lift them one on each side, as they weighed close to nothing in his hands. The lifting shocked the boy in his day-dream and it was fortunate enough that he regained his senses quickly enough to force curse words back into his guts. Imagine if he insensibly cursed this monster lifting him, he might be tossed right out of the ship on the spot. Number 2 felt ashamed of herself, her charm failed her the very first time in her entire career! What a steady man! Ye Chong slowly grew and became more unpredictable in her thoughts, with terror mushrooming about this man.
The sensation being lifted head down was causing discomfort, which was still fine for Number 2, since she had been sternly trained in her childhood. For countless times she had been through various kinds of discomfort way more than this. It was more like suffering, while this was just a piece of cake! Rather, it was real anguish for the young man beside her, since he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and was raised thoughtfully. He was frail and Ye Chongās ropes were tight, constricting him with pain and discomfort, especially when Ye Chong was lifting him with gravity pulling his weight all the way down with ropes upon him. That was more than painful, which would make anyone wail.
āSo, how do you get to the main control room?ā Ye Chong didnāt seem to care.
She shot a glance at the young master and signalled him to hold on, āFrom this room, go through the green door then turn right, there would be a corridor about 20 meters long. Enter the yellow door and that would be the main control room!ā Number 2 was certain that she couldnāt do anything at the moment, so she only could state where the control room exactly was.
He advanced one step forward and stopped, as he remembered Mu. What if Mu had rebooted himself and couldnāt find his old pal? He must be worried! Well then, letās go for Mu first! The plan flashed in his thought and began spreading throughout his mind. Letās go for Mu first! He made up his mind and glanced at the ābaggageā in his hands. Thereās no way he could leave them alone. Iāll just hand-carry, save the check-ins. They arenāt that heavy anyway.
So he carried them along and headed towards the stairs.
āWait! The main control room isnāt here! This is the wrong direction!ā Number 2 shouted.
āI know.ā Ye Chong raised his shoulders casually. That shoulder-lift might be rather easy for him to do but it was uneasy for his āluggageā. Poor Number 2 and the boy, being raised up and down quickly by the shoulder-lifts caused them to feel the inertia like a rollercoaster ride, as blood rushed in fluctuations, in which they grew dizzy.
Guided by the fabric ropes tied back on his own, Ye Chong walked fast. They arrived at the safety gate along the corridor fairly quickly.
The safety gate had been closed. Ye Chong recalled the door was open back when he was strolling through the place and so he asked, āWhy is the door closed?ā
āThis⦠The corridor after the gate was damaged, to prevent casualty from air pressure difference, the gate was shut!ā Ye Chong walked quickly, too quickly on his way there. The poor two ābagsā in his hands were shaken so violently that it left them in utter dizziness. It took quite some time for Number 2 to recover just to explain to Ye Chong.
āSo how do we open it?ā He asked.
āDo you want to kill us?! Itās vacuum on the outside! V-a-c-u-u-m!ā She shrieked.
āVacuum?ā Ye Chong the fool asked on, āSo what if itās vacuum?ā
Number 2 nearly fainted after hearing such a stunning question from this man. Gosh, in what times are we living in? How did he manage to ask a question of common sense that could be answered by a 3-year-old? Thinking of how the superior bodyguard of a great family of noblemen losing to a man like this, Number 2 actually thought of slitting open her own throat. The young man on the other hand was astounded at first, as he couldnāt help but snicker softly afterwards.
āHey! Whatās wrong? Whatās up with that?ā Ye Chong couldnāt comprehend their reactions. They would never know how Ye Chong was raised throughout his age. He only got to make contact with the outside world after encountering Mu. Even in the virtual world, he at most would stay in the NRS training field or speak to the elders at the Aurora in Gudista. So he had zero knowledge about what everybody thought was common sense or elementary.
Well, since their lives were still determined by this man, Number 2 dared not to mock anymore, and enlightened him, āIn vacuum there is no air. Going into a vacuum without any form of protection would lead to either suffocation or a burst in your bloodstream, considering how there is also a different level of pressure in your own blood vessels. When there is no air pressure outside, letās say, in a vacuum, the pressure in your bloodstream would force out your blood and you will bleed to death within a few seconds. Yes, every part of your body would be bleeding internally. So you need to wear a suit whenever you enter a vacuum space!ā
āI am aware that you couldnāt live without oxygen. But, keep the suit. I donāt need it. You see, I walked in from there just now, without any s-u-i-t and Iām still fine?ā Ye Chong didnāt seem to care⦠once more.
No suit? No way! The corridor has a length of more than 50 meters at least! The gravity and the oxygen supply were solely recovered by the young master and myself! And we found this man who had entered the room way before that. Could⦠could it be? Could it be thereās actually a human who could survive in vacuum without a suit and not be killed without having his bloodstream burst?
Is this man still a human being? That robust body⦠that even the mutated lifeforms could feel inferior of! Number 2 and the young man looked at each other awkwardly, as her pupils reflected her drained face, the horror that laid bare in her eyes!
Donāt tell me heās actually born in a certain kind of barbaric village filled with beasts? Iāve heard of stories about how certain villages of beasts still retain cannibalism!
Oh the fear. Oh the fright. There was no other emotion other than panic in their eyes! Their faces were completely pale. Dreadfully pale as they thought on.
Oh lord! If you heard us, please save us!
Please hear our prayers!
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