Chapter 19
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In the candlelight that radiated with each other, the little lamp only had a slight and inconspicuous light.
The man’s gaze remained on it for a long time, and his faint eyes seemed to see only this light in his hand.
The long night passed, the sky was slightly brightened, the night light flickered, and the light gradually faded.
The man who spent the night in the dark moved his stiff limbs and frowned as such a small lamp had lost electricity.
At the edge of the Gobi Desert, there was a small base where humans gathered, called the Barang base. There was a town in the north, many strong people in the east, and a bustling spring city to the south. Because of its remote location and sparse population, the small Balang base was somewhat isolated and calm. The only thing that worried the villagers here was the yellow sand castle that appeared and disappeared in the middle of the barren sand.
That was the residence of the human demon Ye Peitian.
For the residents of these small towns with less information, Ye Peitian was just a term that appeared occasionally in newspapers. When someone saw the yellow sand castle in the desert from afar, it caused a panic in their small base. But as the days slowly passed, they found that the legendary demon didn’t bring much change to their lives. Also since then the nearby demons and even the robbers disappeared because of him. Instead, it became a small base that survived in the wasteland period.
On this day, soon after dawn, the morning market in the town had just begun.
A figure appeared at the entrance of the bazaar. He was tall and thin, and his curly hair covered his pale face. His expression was cold, and he drove straight in from the gate of the town in the cold morning mist.
The middle-aged woman who had just brought out the dustpan was so scared that she lost the dustpan in her hand, covered her child’s mouth, and returned to the house in a few steps.
The salesman who was shouting the goods saw that face. Like a chicken pinched by its neck, his voice was stunned at the moment, as he squatted behind the shelf in horror.
The five big and three small vegetable vendors left their vegetables and hid in the alley behind them.
Pedestrians along the way spread out, to avoid the young man who walked into the town casually.
The seemingly listless face was published on the front page of human newspapers countless times, and the “great achievements” he did could even stop children crying at night.
Old Hu, the owner of the grocery store, was trembling while hiding at the counter. There was a glass jar filled with colorful candy on his counter. These expensive commodities were used to decorate the facade, and the entire jar was polished to be appreciable. At this moment, he only wished to put away this conspicuous jar, for fear of attracting the attention of the great demon.
There was a slight click on the counter. Old Hu flinched, and raised his eyes carefully.
A figure was standing in front of his counter as light fell on his back. His face was pale, and the messy curly hair half covered his eyebrows, revealing the frightening cold eyes.
Old Hu’s legs went soft, and his heart was scared.
‘Finished, I’m finished,’ he thought in horror.
The sound of tapping the counter rang again.
“This, battery,” he heard a deep, hoarse voice.
The demon was talking to him. The desire to survive made him hold back the terror in his heart and he raised his head tremblingly.
A cheap and worn night light was on his pale and slender fingers.
Old Hu finally understood.
The famous demon was asking him for a battery for this toy.
“Wait… wait, please wait.”
This lamp used a small round battery with the size of a button, which was not sold in his shop.
In order not to irritate the murderous Yellow Sand Emperor, he quickly used his brains and turned over children’s toys left over from the golden age from the piles of waste in the store.
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In the candlelight that radiated with each other, the little lamp only had a slight and inconspicuous light.
The man’s gaze remained on it for a long time, and his faint eyes seemed to see only this light in his hand.
The long night passed, the sky was slightly brightened, the night light flickered, and the light gradually faded.
The man who spent the night in the dark moved his stiff limbs and frowned as such a small lamp had lost electricity.
At the edge of the Gobi Desert, there was a small base where humans gathered, called the Barang base. There was a town in the north, many strong people in the east, and a bustling spring city to the south. Because of its remote location and sparse population, the small Balang base was somewhat isolated and calm. The only thing that worried the villagers here was the yellow sand castle that appeared and disappeared in the middle of the barren sand.
That was the residence of the human demon Ye Peitian.
For the residents of these small towns with less information, Ye Peitian was just a term that appeared occasionally in newspapers. When someone saw the yellow sand castle in the desert from afar, it caused a panic in their small base. But as the days slowly passed, they found that the legendary demon didn’t bring much change to their lives. Also since then the nearby demons and even the robbers disappeared because of him. Instead, it became a small base that survived in the wasteland period.
On this day, soon after dawn, the morning market in the town had just begun.
A figure appeared at the entrance of the bazaar. He was tall and thin, and his curly hair covered his pale face. His expression was cold, and he drove straight in from the gate of the town in the cold morning mist.
The middle-aged woman who had just brought out the dustpan was so scared that she lost the dustpan in her hand, covered her child’s mouth, and returned to the house in a few steps.
The salesman who was shouting the goods saw that face. Like a chicken pinched by its neck, his voice was stunned at the moment, as he squatted behind the shelf in horror.
The five big and three small vegetable vendors left their vegetables and hid in the alley behind them.
Pedestrians along the way spread out, to avoid the young man who walked into the town casually.
The seemingly listless face was published on the front page of human newspapers countless times, and the “great achievements” he did could even stop children crying at night.
Old Hu, the owner of the grocery store, was trembling while hiding at the counter. There was a glass jar filled with colorful candy on his counter. These expensive commodities were used to decorate the facade, and the entire jar was polished to be appreciable. At this moment, he only wished to put away this conspicuous jar, for fear of attracting the attention of the great demon.
There was a slight click on the counter. Old Hu flinched, and raised his eyes carefully.
A figure was standing in front of his counter as light fell on his back. His face was pale, and the messy curly hair half covered his eyebrows, revealing the frightening cold eyes.
Old Hu’s legs went soft, and his heart was scared.
‘Finished, I’m finished,’ he thought in horror.
The sound of tapping the counter rang again.
“This, battery,” he heard a deep, hoarse voice.
The demon was talking to him. The desire to survive made him hold back the terror in his heart and he raised his head tremblingly.
A cheap and worn night light was on his pale and slender fingers.
Old Hu finally understood.
The famous demon was asking him for a battery for this toy.
“Wait… wait, please wait.”
This lamp used a small round battery with the size of a button, which was not sold in his shop.
In order not to irritate the murderous Yellow Sand Emperor, he quickly used his brains and turned over children’s toys left over from the golden age from the piles of waste in the store.
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1 ko-Fi = extra chapter
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In the candlelight that radiated with each other, the little lamp only had a slight and inconspicuous light.The man's gaze remained on it for a long time, and his faint eyes seemed to see only this light in his hand.The long night passed, the sky was slightly brightened, the night light flickered, and the light gradually faded.The man who spent the night in the dark moved his stiff limbs and frowned as such a small lamp had lost electricity.At the edge of the Gobi Desert, there was a small base where humans gathered, called the Barang base. There was a town in the north, many strong people in the east, and a bustling spring city to the south. Because of its remote location and sparse population, the small Balang base was somewhat isolated and calm. The only thing that worried the villagers here was the yellow sand castle that appeared and disappeared in the middle of the barren sand.That was the residence of the human demon Ye Peitian.For the residents of these small towns with less information, Ye Peitian was just a term that appeared occasionally in newspapers. When someone saw the yellow sand castle in the desert from afar, it caused a panic in their small base. But as the days slowly passed, they found that the legendary demon didn't bring much change to their lives. Also since then the nearby demons and even the robbers disappeared because of him. Instead, it became a small base that survived in the wasteland period.On this day, soon after dawn, the morning market in the town had just begun.A figure appeared at the entrance of the bazaar. He was tall and thin, and his curly hair covered his pale face. His expression was cold, and he drove straight in from the gate of the town in the cold morning mist.The middle-aged woman who had just brought out the dustpan was so scared that she lost the dustpan in her hand, covered her child's mouth, and returned to the house in a few steps.The salesman who was shouting the goods saw that face. Like a chicken pinched by its neck, his voice was stunned at the moment, as he squatted behind the shelf in horror.The five big and three small vegetable vendors left their vegetables and hid in the alley behind them.Pedestrians along the way spread out, to avoid the young man who walked into the town casually.The seemingly listless face was published on the front page of human newspapers countless times, and the great achievements he did could even stop children crying at night.Old Hu, the owner of the grocery store, was trembling while hiding at the counter. There was a glass jar filled with colorful candy on his counter. These expensive commodities were used to decorate the facade, and the entire jar was polished to be appreciable. At this moment, he only wished to put away this conspicuous jar, for fear of attracting the attention of the great demon.There was a slight click on the counter. Old Hu flinched, and raised his eyes carefully.A figure was standing in front of his counter as light fell on his back. His face was pale, and the messy curly hair half covered his eyebrows, revealing the frightening cold eyes.Old Hu's legs went soft, and his heart was scared.Finished, I'm finished,' he thought in horror.The sound of tapping the counter rang again.This, battery, he heard a deep, hoarse voice.The demon was talking to him. The desire to survive made him hold back the terror in his heart and he raised his head tremblingly.A cheap and worn night light was on his pale and slender fingers.Old Hu finally understood.The famous demon was asking him for a battery for this toy.Wait wait, please wait.This lamp used a small round battery with the size of a button, which was not sold in his shop.In order not to irritate the murderous Yellow Sand Emperor, he quickly used his brains and turned over children's toys left over from the golden age from the piles of waste in the store.Thanks to everyone who's reading this on wordrain. This translation belongs to us. o Support us by comments, or buy Miaomiao11 a coffee ~1 ko-Fi = extra chapterjoin our discord https://discord.gg/jUAXQ3u
