Chapter 455: Chapter 291: Golden Eye Patrol
Great Sun Western Frontier, the gale sweeps sand over the train.
Inside the carriage, it dims, with two silhouettes sitting across each other by the window.
One small, one with triangular ears.
The mongoose’s mind buzzes; Xiaoba’s story is packed with information, and aggravatingly, it’s filled with contradictions and conflicts, leaving her at a loss about where to begin with her questions.
"So, the train conductor killed his parents... then you saved him?"
"Why did the train conductor face off against the Steel Council?"
"Why commit to such a resolute act?"
"Xiaoba, weren’t you the biggest supporter of the train conductor? Why save the child of the conductor’s enemy?"
"... Why indeed?"
The mongoose painfully ruffled her hair, her voice thick with confusion.
The young man quietly watched the mongoose spew out a series of questions, "Not , the conductor supports the most."
"Hm?"
The mongoose’s ears perked up.
"It’s the conductor who supports
the most."
The mongoose looked up dumbfounded, the boy’s eyes reflecting not the storm outside, but a gentle light, like a candle wrapped in iron sheets, stable and warm despite the storm outside.
Infected by Xiaoba, her inner turmoil settled sowhat.
"So the conductor allowed
to bring Chengcheng on board."
The mongoose instinctively hugged her legs close, her tail quietly wrapped around her shoulder, her whole deanor downcast.
"I don’t understand."
It’s not Xiaoba she doesn’t understand, but the motivation behind the conductor’s actions.
Whether it was engaging in a nearly suicidal conflict with the Steel Council,
or leading a horde of one million zombies to the human base’s annihilation.
She couldn’t comprehend any of it.
This differs greatly from her impression of the conductor.
She thought her opinion of the conductor would change after understanding him more, but never anticipated her emotions would beco so complex.
Feeling tense upon hearing the war’s onset, she’d project herself onto the conductor.
Thinking about ways to break the stalemate.
But even if she racked her brains, she couldn’t conceive such a frenzied solution, using such a tragic thod to end it all with the opponent.
Yet, her sensitivity would project onto those ordinary mbers of the Steel Council, unwittingly drawn into the conflict.
Feeling their panic and despair at the ti.
She aspired to be an "hero" like the conductor, but deeply sympathized with those ordinary people of similar origins.
So when she heard the conductor fell into the water, her heart beca a tangled ss.
Everything she used to recognize was violently assaulting her inner world.
Pushing her deeper into confusion.
The horrific war scene unfurled before her, shells seed to graze past her ears, wings thundered, black flocks obscured the sky, rged into spears spanning heaven and earth, gunpowder and blood light spilled the night sky simultaneously.
Yet when that figure stood above the Thunder Pool, her heart couldn’t help but be moved.
The beast’s eyes mirrored dazzling lightning from Xiaoba’s tale.
She despises herself for being this way, being so unprincipled.
"I don’t understand him."
The mongoose repeated, her voice, aside from confusion, tinged with pain.
"No one understands him."
Xiaoba’s calm voice interrupted the mongoose’s emotions.
"He doesn’t understand us either."
The mongoose slightly tilted her head, sighed, "The more we talk, the more complicated it gets."
"But Su rescued Lin Jin and his sister, rescued He Jie’s family."
"His ways are always so extre."
"He’s never asked us to understand him."
The mongoose’s voice took on a raspy edge, "Like this ti, executing Old Wu?"
Xiaoba’s eyes remained calm, "If you think it’s too much, why not try to stop him?"
"Stop... who?"
"Stop Su if you want, stop Old Wu from abusing new soldiers, stop things from happening, do sothing at any of the stages."
The mongoose was dumbfounded.
"But back then it was already..."
"Su would never stop
from rescuing people, wouldn’t stop anyone from getting off the train, so long it didn’t interfere with his goal. He didn’t care what we thought or planned to do, if you believed Old Wu didn’t deserve death, why not speak up for him?"
The mongoose felt struck by lightning.
All along, Xiaoba had been imparting a simple lesson.
If you don’t like what you see, why not try to change it yourself?
He spoke a logic so simple, she almost blinded herself to it.
She seed to have done nothing all along, whether facing He Jie or Old Wu, rely stubbornly expressing her attitude, waiting for the conductor’s decision.
Waiting for others to decide, yet dissatisfied with their decisions.
Then falling into inner turmoil, struggling...
But this is the apocalypse.
Without personal decisions and will, relying solely on others, could one go further?
The mongoose suddenly realized, she was indeed far less transparent than Xiaoba.
A huge epiphany surged in the mongoose’s heart.
She hadn’t noticed her fur had puffed up completely, emotions accumulated since the apocalypse reached a peak at this mont, every cell in her body quivering madly.
"If, if the conductor harms more people?"
Xiaoba shyly smiled, "Then, I’ll save more people for him in the future."
"If you think killing is a sin, then I should bear a share of the sin he carries."
The amber beast eyes reflected the slightly shy young man, turning instantly into a transparent gold.
Like the palace’s magnificent eaves, crisscrossing patterns on the cassock.
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