DPM Chapter 43-Nascent Part 2
Translated by Snowfall77
Wu Xingyun carried Ye Fan to the side of the road, and gently put him down. Next Wu Xingyun checked Ye Fan’s forehead, confirming Ye Fan’s fever.
“The rats won’t leave the tunnel,” Wu Xingyun said, “There must be something scarier out here……If I take you with me, we’ll both die.”
Ye Fan made only a feeble, “hmm,” his heart beating to the rhythm of being abandoned. He couldn’t summon up much resentment. Instead, he was merely grateful that Wu Xingyun hadn’t left him in the darkness to devoured by the rats. He spoke softly: “Thank you……Thank you for not throwing me……Throwing me into……In the rat pile.”
Seeing that Ye Fan’s lips were cracked and dry, Wu Xingyun tried to give him some water to drink, before realizing the canteen had been lost in the tunnel just now.
Wu Xingyun felt apologetic. He thought for a short while, then told Ye Fan: “I’ll come back for you after dealing with whatever danger there is. Don’t be afraid, I won’t leave you for too long. Before you know it, I’ll be right next to you.”
Ye Fan knew Wu Xingyun was too embarrassed to say the truth outright, so the soldier was being euphemistic.
Looking down at his calf, Ye Fan found it swollen thicker than his thigh. He was obviously infected, his entire body weakened, and his brain dull. He was nothing but a burden. In a time of chaos, a total stranger had brought Ye Fan down from the blizzarding cliff and out of the rats’ lair. The soldier had already done a lot. More than he had to.
Now Ye Fan was dying, while the soldier was uninjured. Discarding Ye Fan was the correct choice.
Ye Fan nodded, his voice wobbly: “Good……You go, be careful…… Don’t feel guilty……
Not paying much attention to the faint words, Wu Xingyun noticed that greenish-blue spots were appearing on Ye Fan’s face. Wu Xingyun had no idea what is was. Although he hadn’t been in favor of coming to this city at first, Wu Xingyun was now relieved that they’d chosen a slightly larger county seat as their target.
As long as Wu Xingyun could do a lightening attack on whatever the local danger was, he could get Ye Fan to the city hospital, and find some medicine to treat the young man.
Not that the death of the future Night Demon wouldn’t be an agreeable thing,—Wu Xingyun just felt the glory and honor should go to himself, not some crappy horde of mutant rats.
Leaving Ye Fan by the side of the road, Wu Xingyun walked towards some grass. It had recently rained, the ground full of puddles. Holding his pants tight, Wu Xingyun thoroughly rolled around in the mud. Once he felt his scent would correspond with the surrounding environment, he slapped on some grass as camouflage, until finally taking a lap to test the wind direction.
After facing the headwind for a bit, Wu Xingyun hoped his odor had sufficiently weakened enough to not be detected by any sensitive species.
Personally, Wu Xingyun was convinced no species on this Earth could match the perverted perception of Mozun.
And he, Wu Xingyun, had gotten close to Mozun three times without being discovered, twice successfully ambushing the Night Shard. Wu Xingyun might not have his Ghost combat suit anymore, but he still believed he could handle whatever dangerous species he encountered.
Lying in the grass, Wu Xingyun slightly raised his head to check on Ye Fan by the distant roadside.
Ye Fan was unconscious. Wu Xingyun needed to resolve whatever terrible threat haunted this road as soon as possible.
The sky gradually darkened, when one roundish shadow emerged on the road.
About the size of a compact car, it was quick and nimble in its movements. If Wu Xingyun hadn’t been paying constant attention to his surroundings, he would have missed it.
The shadow moved along the road, its inky figure lowered, four limbs carefully rising and lowering, resembling a feline.
It got closer, and Wu Xingyun was able to confirm it.
A huge black cat.
Not making a sound while it walked, its ears lay flat and it carefully approached the mouth of the tunnel.
So this was what the rats were afraid of.
On the new food chain, people were under rats, and cats were above rats.
Given the cat’s practiced stalking, it’d probably been feeding quite plentifully. No wonder the rats didn’t dare easily venture out of their lair.
Taking his rifle, Wu Xingyun put the sight on the enormous cat.
Cats were generally solitary. If this one’s hunting grounds was here, it was unlikely there’d be other cats the same size nearby.
Wu Xingyun wasn’t prepared to make an enemy of the large fierce cat, unless—it attempted to harm Ye Fan.
The black cat lightly walked over to Ye Fan, poking out its nose, sniffing the still unconscious teenager.
In the grass, Wu Xingyun raised the rifle, his aim on the cat’s eye.
But the cat didn’t extend its tongue or open its mouth to bite. After smelling Ye Fan, the cat simply straightened up.
Wu Xingyun breathed an inner sigh of relief. The cat’s tongue would be barbed. Even assuming the cat had no malice, if it had licked Ye Fan, Ye Fan might’ve lost half his face.
Then the cat extended a claw, lightly flicking Ye Fan.
Ye Fan slightly moaned, Wu Xingyun’s heart in his throat again. Only to be reassured a second later, when Wu Xingyun saw the cat hadn’t torn at Ye Fan, just punched Ye Fan aside with a paw. That done, the cat stretched and kept surreptitiously walking towards the tunnel.
Wu Xingyun only relaxed once the black cat had left Ye Fan. Watching the black cat hide in the shadows, Wu Xingyun thought the creature clever. Between the darkness and the black tar of the road, the cat perfectly blended into the surroundings.
Night fell. First one hesitant rat ventured out, then a few more. They smelled the dying person, and carefully, cautiously skittering out of their den, they looked around before moving forward.
A deadly shadow jumped out of the darkness, the movements silky smooth, gracefully lethal.
So fast Wu Xingyun couldn’t even clearly see it, and the black cat had already taken its spoils of war.
Other skulking rats witnessed the scene and retreated back into the tunnel, too afraid to come out again.
Three rats in its mouth, the black cat played with another one in between its paws. The live rat desperately tried to flee, but couldn’t escape the cat’s sharp claws.
Eventually, the cat tired of playing and lazily chewed up its meal in the middle of the highway.
Crunch, crunch, crunch. Wu Xingyun could hear a rat’s skull oozing bone marrow.
Cats were savage carnivores, killing was their instinct. Yet at the moment, Wu Xingyun felt highly grateful to the black cat.
If not for the giant feline who adored slaughtering rats, the mutant rodents would have continued chasing Ye Fan and Wu Xingyun out of the tunnel, eventually killing them.
Patiently waiting until the black cat buried the remains of its delicacies in the soil, only then did Wu Xingyun come out of the underbrush and down to Ye Fan.
Flicking its tail and lying on the road, the cat idly watched the two people pass in front of it.
Wu Xingyun didn’t dare walk too fast. Carrying Ye Fan on his back, maybe Wu Xingyun could evade a rat attack, but there was no way he’d be able to beat the speed and killing proficiency of the black cat.
Worried that stepping too quickly would trigger the cat’s hunting instincts, Wu Xingyun consciously moved to avoid the cat chasing him.
Thankfully, the cat was still apparently enjoying the aftertaste of its meal, showing no inclination to pursue Wu Xingyun.
When Wu Xingyun had carried Ye Fan a distance of more than four hundred meters, he broke into a dead run.
Racing the whole way, Wu Xingyun soon reached the city.
DPM Chapter 43-Nascent Part 2
Translated by Snowfall77
Wu Xingyun carried Ye Fan to the side of the road, and gently put him down. Next Wu Xingyun checked Ye Fan’s forehead, confirming Ye Fan’s fever.
“The rats won’t leave the tunnel,” Wu Xingyun said, “There must be something scarier out here……If I take you with me, we’ll both die.”
Ye Fan made only a feeble, “hmm,” his heart beating to the rhythm of being abandoned. He couldn’t summon up much resentment. Instead, he was merely grateful that Wu Xingyun hadn’t left him in the darkness to devoured by the rats. He spoke softly: “Thank you……Thank you for not throwing me……Throwing me into……In the rat pile.”
Seeing that Ye Fan’s lips were cracked and dry, Wu Xingyun tried to give him some water to drink, before realizing the canteen had been lost in the tunnel just now.
Wu Xingyun felt apologetic. He thought for a short while, then told Ye Fan: “I’ll come back for you after dealing with whatever danger there is. Don’t be afraid, I won’t leave you for too long. Before you know it, I’ll be right next to you.”
Ye Fan knew Wu Xingyun was too embarrassed to say the truth outright, so the soldier was being euphemistic.
Looking down at his calf, Ye Fan found it swollen thicker than his thigh. He was obviously infected, his entire body weakened, and his brain dull. He was nothing but a burden. In a time of chaos, a total stranger had brought Ye Fan down from the blizzarding cliff and out of the rats’ lair. The soldier had already done a lot. More than he had to.
Now Ye Fan was dying, while the soldier was uninjured. Discarding Ye Fan was the correct choice.
Ye Fan nodded, his voice wobbly: “Good……You go, be careful…… Don’t feel guilty……
Not paying much attention to the faint words, Wu Xingyun noticed that greenish-blue spots were appearing on Ye Fan’s face. Wu Xingyun had no idea what is was. Although he hadn’t been in favor of coming to this city at first, Wu Xingyun was now relieved that they’d chosen a slightly larger county seat as their target.
As long as Wu Xingyun could do a lightening attack on whatever the local danger was, he could get Ye Fan to the city hospital, and find some medicine to treat the young man.
Not that the death of the future Night Demon wouldn’t be an agreeable thing,—Wu Xingyun just felt the glory and honor should go to himself, not some crappy horde of mutant rats.
Leaving Ye Fan by the side of the road, Wu Xingyun walked towards some grass. It had recently rained, the ground full of puddles. Holding his pants tight, Wu Xingyun thoroughly rolled around in the mud. Once he felt his scent would correspond with the surrounding environment, he slapped on some grass as camouflage, until finally taking a lap to test the wind direction.
After facing the headwind for a bit, Wu Xingyun hoped his odor had sufficiently weakened enough to not be detected by any sensitive species.
Personally, Wu Xingyun was convinced no species on this Earth could match the perverted perception of Mozun.
And he, Wu Xingyun, had gotten close to Mozun three times without being discovered, twice successfully ambushing the Night Shard. Wu Xingyun might not have his Ghost combat suit anymore, but he still believed he could handle whatever dangerous species he encountered.
Lying in the grass, Wu Xingyun slightly raised his head to check on Ye Fan by the distant roadside.
Ye Fan was unconscious. Wu Xingyun needed to resolve whatever terrible threat haunted this road as soon as possible.
The sky gradually darkened, when one roundish shadow emerged on the road.
About the size of a compact car, it was quick and nimble in its movements. If Wu Xingyun hadn’t been paying constant attention to his surroundings, he would have missed it.
The shadow moved along the road, its inky figure lowered, four limbs carefully rising and lowering, resembling a feline.
It got closer, and Wu Xingyun was able to confirm it.
A huge black cat.
Not making a sound while it walked, its ears lay flat and it carefully approached the mouth of the tunnel.
So this was what the rats were afraid of.
On the new food chain, people were under rats, and cats were above rats.
Given the cat’s practiced stalking, it’d probably been feeding quite plentifully. No wonder the rats didn’t dare easily venture out of their lair.
Taking his rifle, Wu Xingyun put the sight on the enormous cat.
Cats were generally solitary. If this one’s hunting grounds was here, it was unlikely there’d be other cats the same size nearby.
Wu Xingyun wasn’t prepared to make an enemy of the large fierce cat, unless—it attempted to harm Ye Fan.
The black cat lightly walked over to Ye Fan, poking out its nose, sniffing the still unconscious teenager.
In the grass, Wu Xingyun raised the rifle, his aim on the cat’s eye.
But the cat didn’t extend its tongue or open its mouth to bite. After smelling Ye Fan, the cat simply straightened up.
Wu Xingyun breathed an inner sigh of relief. The cat’s tongue would be barbed. Even assuming the cat had no malice, if it had licked Ye Fan, Ye Fan might’ve lost half his face.
Then the cat extended a claw, lightly flicking Ye Fan.
Ye Fan slightly moaned, Wu Xingyun’s heart in his throat again. Only to be reassured a second later, when Wu Xingyun saw the cat hadn’t torn at Ye Fan, just punched Ye Fan aside with a paw. That done, the cat stretched and kept surreptitiously walking towards the tunnel.
Wu Xingyun only relaxed once the black cat had left Ye Fan. Watching the black cat hide in the shadows, Wu Xingyun thought the creature clever. Between the darkness and the black tar of the road, the cat perfectly blended into the surroundings.
Night fell. First one hesitant rat ventured out, then a few more. They smelled the dying person, and carefully, cautiously skittering out of their den, they looked around before moving forward.
A deadly shadow jumped out of the darkness, the movements silky smooth, gracefully lethal.
So fast Wu Xingyun couldn’t even clearly see it, and the black cat had already taken its spoils of war.
Other skulking rats witnessed the scene and retreated back into the tunnel, too afraid to come out again.
Three rats in its mouth, the black cat played with another one in between its paws. The live rat desperately tried to flee, but couldn’t escape the cat’s sharp claws.
Eventually, the cat tired of playing and lazily chewed up its meal in the middle of the highway.
Crunch, crunch, crunch. Wu Xingyun could hear a rat’s skull oozing bone marrow.
Cats were savage carnivores, killing was their instinct. Yet at the moment, Wu Xingyun felt highly grateful to the black cat.
If not for the giant feline who adored slaughtering rats, the mutant rodents would have continued chasing Ye Fan and Wu Xingyun out of the tunnel, eventually killing them.
Patiently waiting until the black cat buried the remains of its delicacies in the soil, only then did Wu Xingyun come out of the underbrush and down to Ye Fan.
Flicking its tail and lying on the road, the cat idly watched the two people pass in front of it.
Wu Xingyun didn’t dare walk too fast. Carrying Ye Fan on his back, maybe Wu Xingyun could evade a rat attack, but there was no way he’d be able to beat the speed and killing proficiency of the black cat.
Worried that stepping too quickly would trigger the cat’s hunting instincts, Wu Xingyun consciously moved to avoid the cat chasing him.
Thankfully, the cat was still apparently enjoying the aftertaste of its meal, showing no inclination to pursue Wu Xingyun.
When Wu Xingyun had carried Ye Fan a distance of more than four hundred meters, he broke into a dead run.
Racing the whole way, Wu Xingyun soon reached the city.
