usatvline Chapter 421: Mutation - Loneliness 30
Chapter 421: Mutation - Loneliness 30
thump.
The patriarch excitedly kicked over the stool, came closer to her, and stared at the tiny egg.
Under the bright light of the flashlight, tiny holes appeared on the eggshell. They were like small mouths, swallowing the liquid slowly and clumsily.
"It works!" the clan leader cheered, "It's really good for him! Let's try brushing another layer on him after he finishes eating!"
When the white egg is almost finished, brush another layer of wine on it.
This time the white egg swallowed the liquid even faster, absorbing all the liquid in just one minute.
The more the patriarch looked at it, the more he felt that the eggshell had changed and became full of luster.
"Would you like to try another pot?"
Faced with Anjiu's proposal, the patriarch rejected it after careful consideration.
"Let's try it with this basin first to avoid mistakes. Also... I want to try it on Madam."
They both turned their heads and looked at the clan leader's wife who was sitting quietly in the water.
She has a peaceful face, beautiful character, and her chin is slightly lowered like a sleeping beauty.
An Jiu was surprised and asked, "Are you sure you want to give it to Madam?"
"Yes." The clan leader replied carefully, "I have thought about it carefully. The problem may not only be with the fertilized eggs. It is possible that the lady's health is also in deficiency..."
What he said was somewhat unconvincing.
After all, everything is just speculation. Even if the fertilized egg is absorbing, it does not mean that there will be no problems later.
Anjiu was worried that he would try any possible means to cure his illness, but he could only have countless eggs, and he could only have one wife.
Without his wife, the chieftain’s hope of reviving the tribe was gone.
How can you live without any thoughts in your heart?
An Jiu advised: "You can wait a bit. If Baidan survives tonight without any problems, there will be time to try applying it on Madam tomorrow."
Besides, we have waited for so long, there is no reason to fail now.
The patriarch understood what she was worried about and knew that he was a little anxious.
But this was a wish he had been looking forward to for many years. The suppressed emotions accumulated from repeated disappointments finally saw the light of day today. He was excited and sad, and his body was shaking slightly.
The tribesmen are right. We can’t be impatient at this moment.
"Let's do as you say."
The patriarch finally calmed down and made the right decision.
"It's getting late. You go back and rest. I'll be guarding here."
An Jiu knew that he was in a complicated state of mind and would definitely not be able to sleep tonight, so she did not refuse and got up and went back to the room.
For a long time after she left, the patriarch sat quietly there, thinking and struggling a lot.
The room was filled with silence, a loneliness that had been engraved deep into his bones.
His usually straight back suddenly bent, and his determined expression collapsed in an instant.
Endless sorrow slowly overflowed from him.
"what to do……"
He stood up tremblingly and walked behind his wife, put his arms around her, pressed his cheek against her hair, and made a hoarse sound with his throat rolling.
"Madam, is this decision right or wrong? If I'm wrong..."
His eyes could no longer shed tears, but his heart was drowned in tears and he couldn't breathe.
If he is wrong...
what to do……
In fact, no one knows himself better than him, and he can't hold on any longer.
It's not about the body, it's about the mind.
He is too lonely.
That kind of loneliness seeps from the soul.
After such a long time, he only remembered that he wanted to resurrect his people.
So, what next?
The world was already occupied by sea water, and he had never seen any land except the snail house.
Where should they live and breed?
Luoju can provide them with a safe home, but what about supplies?
Resources will slowly be depleted.
There is no land, no seeds, no fruit, nothing here.
In fact, these are the things he and his wife have been avoiding, or in other words, helping the tribe members to resurrect is their most important task at the moment.
As for what will happen in the future, that will be a headache for later.
The tribe leader smiled bitterly. Of course, maybe he was just asking for trouble. Who could guarantee that the liquid would be able to help hatch tribe members?
It is likely to be another false alarm.
Wait a minute—the chief’s expression froze for a moment—why did he forget that there was a resurrected member of the tribe next door?
Now that he was no longer alone, why did he still feel lonely?
The feeling from his own kind was still there, how could he be like this...
Could it be that I have been alone for too long and cannot extricate myself from my past state?
may be.
The patriarch let go of his wife, picked up the comb left by the tribesmen, and slowly combed his wife's hair.
"Sometimes I feel lucky that you don't have to experience the pain of endless loneliness, but sometimes I also blame you. Why are you so determined that you would rather sacrifice your life... Maybe we are all a little selfish... Feelings come first..."
He couldn't speak anymore.
He knew very well that this was impossible, and neither he nor his wife would ever go down this path.
It is wrong to glorify the path you did not choose. It is an excuse for your cowardice and timidity.
The patriarch stopped talking, forgot what he had just said, threw away the distractions, and focused only on the present, slowly combing his wife's hair.
There was no sound, no unnecessary movements, and no time, as if it would go on like this until the end of time.
As usual, I couldn't sleep for several nights.
This was the scene An Jiushui saw when he woke up.
The patriarch, who was holding on, seemed to be even weaker.
"It's already a new day. It goes by so fast..."
He's not in the right shape.
An Jiu didn't show it on his face, as if he hadn't noticed it, and said, "It's not here yet. I got up early. Chief, you go and have a rest. I'll watch over here."
"No, no need. It should be dawn outside soon." The patriarch's gaze seemed to penetrate the thick walls and the thick darkness outside and saw the bright sunshine.
"Get ready, it's time to apply it on Madam."
"Yesterday's egg—"
"Nothing unusual, come and help me."
The clan leader was now too weak to lift the lady by himself, so Anjiu went over and held the lady's other arm, and the two of them worked together to drag the lady out of the pool little by little.
Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, a huge oval-shaped insect abdomen gradually emerged from the water.
Round, huge and visually impactful.
When the lady was laid flat on the floor, the insect's abdomen swayed from side to side with great elasticity.
It's like a balloon filled with water placed on the table.
The skin on the insect's abdomen is not smooth, but covered with subtle circular lines.
Looking at such a weird and creepy scene, An Jiu felt his stomach churning.
She looked away while talking to the patriarch, "Where are you going to apply it?"
"abdomen."
"Can you still use the brush from yesterday? That's the only one I took."
"It doesn't matter. She can't feel it."
Anjiu turned around to get the brush, breathing silently where the patriarch couldn't see her. When she came back with the basin, she had adjusted her mood.
"Chief, are you going to do it or should I?"