I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 696, Sections 2.5-35: The House of Silk and the Dollhouse (Dream)

What came into view was a desolate land, the air filled with the unpleasant smell of rust, and the scarlet blood had stained the yellow earth red.

Everywhere you look, there are creatures lying on the ground, broken and desolate.

A brutal massacre is taking place here.

Xin Bai froze upon seeing this scene. As he watched his kin's beautiful fur become dull and lifeless from the blood, memories buried deep in his mind slowly resurfaced.

He was only a few years old when the massacre occurred, and his memory and intelligence were only equivalent to that of a six-year-old human.

He doesn't remember much from his childhood; the Holocaust filled almost all of his memories.

The orc race has many branches, and White Tiger is merely the white branch of the tiger race. However, since the massacre, he is the only White Tiger left. He has no companions, and no race will accept him. In the end, he is the only one who can be called White Tiger.

His home planet was not a habitable planet. The air was thin, and only vegetation thrived because there was a type of insect that could live in symbiosis with the vegetation, which made it suitable only for certain organisms to survive there.

He didn't know when he moved here; the White Tiger Clan had already been living here when he was born.

There are no spaceships here, and no alien creatures can reach this place, because to creatures that have developed technology, this is a primitive, barren planet, a barren planet without any resources.

He couldn't understand why, even in this situation, outsiders would still arrive, and that arrival would lead to utter destruction.

Following the direction in his memory, Xin Bai slowly walked forward. The further he went, the warmer the bodies of the corpses became, indicating that they had not been dead for long.

Getting closer and closer.

Xin Bai thought to himself.

The sudden, sharp scream sent a shiver down his spine. In his memory, the most vivid image he had of it was that tearing, mournful roar.

This was because his mother made this sound after hiding him, in order to attract the enemy's attention.

Xin Bai's pace quickened, and finally he took off running.

He wanted to know...

He absolutely needs to know!

After noticing the two large white tigers not far away, Xin Bai stopped in his tracks.

He arrived.

Two enormous white tigers blocked the view in front of him, making it impossible for Xin Bai to see the enemy for a moment.

The two white tigers' beautiful fur was covered in blood, and their bodies were covered in wounds.

Those were his father and mother.

Xin Bai's eyes gradually reddened. He involuntarily took a few steps forward and called out, "Dad! Mom!"

However, they did not hear it.

The next second, blood spurted out, but Xin Bai didn't move an inch, letting it pass through him. He could even feel the warmth and the stench of the blood.

Two white tigers lay on the ground. One was cut in half, while the other, not quite dead, looked weakly at its deceased mate, whimpered, and finally slowly closed its eyes.

"Dad? Mom?" Xin Bai staggered a few steps and stumbled as she ran toward them.

His golden cat eyes were bloodshot, and he tried to open them wide to see clearly, but the tears only made his vision more and more blurred.

He heard soft footsteps and looked up to meet a pair of very familiar dark gold vertical pupils.

Xin Bai's pupils contracted sharply. The next second, the scenery vanished, and he was back in front of the door, still slumped on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

The door slowly disappeared, and Xin Bai reached out to grab it, but in the end, he grasped nothing.

He looked down at his hands and found that they were trembling uncontrollably. He tried to move but couldn't get up.

He clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling, cold tears slapping against the back of his hands with a 'plop' sound.

He didn't know how he should react, nor what he should say.

He never expected that the enemy he had been searching for for so long was actually right beside him.

Xin Bai hated himself for not remembering things clearly back then, hated his own weakness, and hated his own powerlessness.

He could do nothing, he was powerless to do anything, and in the end all that remained was his powerless rage.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

So this is the truth...

No wonder Mu Yegui said, "If you're not mentally prepared, it's better not to open it." So that's what he meant. He's such a fool, only realizing it now.

"Mu Yegui, is it fun to slaughter the life on a planet?" Xin Bai forced a smile that was more like a grimace, tears streaming down his face. No matter how hard he tried to control his emotions, it was no use.

The girl gazed calmly at Xin Bai and said lightly, "You should ask Yin about that. He did it when he lost control, and it was long over when I woke up. But for me, I have respect for any life that dares to resist. It's just that this is a world where the strong prey on the weak and the fittest survive. They lost in their resistance, that's all."

"Don't you feel any remorse at all?!" Xin Bai roared.

"Now, put yourself in their shoes. If you were born into a place where you had to fight and kill other lives to survive, would you be willing to let someone else give up their life? Having long been accustomed to killing, would you feel pity for someone weak in a trivial action? The answer is no. Because you want to survive, underestimating any weakness can have fatal consequences, and the best way is to coldly and ruthlessly exterminate them."

Just as you have described the Samuro, we are killing machines, born to fight and destined to die in battle, an inescapable fate from birth to death. This racial trait does not change based on individual will; if you don't want to encounter it, then avoid it; if you can't avoid it, then resist; if you can't resist, then accept your fate—there is no other choice.

"My father taught me nothing, except that everyone except yourself is an enemy. So you must be prepared to leave at any time, and you cannot have feelings, because that will only cause you pain, because you never know whether an accident or death will come first." Just like she never expected that going out to find a kind of medicine would lead to a life-or-death battle with another Samuro, and then death.

All she could do was calmly accept her defeat at the end of the battle, nothing more.

However, the battle is not completely over yet, and she still has a chance to turn the tide.

"If you can't accept that, then... will Xin Bai become my enemy?" The girl looked at Xin Bai and said calmly, "Although it was a hidden hand, we are still one. You can implicate me if you want. I will not refuse anyone to be my enemy." Just as her 'father' taught her, she would not refuse anyone's approach or departure. That was their freedom, and it had nothing to do with her.

Xin Bai looked up and gave the girl a deep look. He didn't say a word, but silently got up and turned away without hesitation.

The two figures passed each other, growing further and further apart until the other could no longer be seen.

'Snap!' Something broke as if from nowhere.

The storyline of Ling Tong's memories will be covered in a separate dungeon, so I won't post it here.

This chapter is Xin Bai's personal storyline, and also a foreshadowing of the main storyline involving the two Mu brothers.

Only Lycia, who possesses all of her memories, remembers about 'Father'. This part of the story will not be covered in this installment; it will be one of the main plotlines in the next one.

'Father' is a character who will appear in the next installment, and of course, it's not Lilia. Lilia is just a father, not the so-called 'Father'.

It's not actually that cruel, right?

The storylines of Xin Bai and Mu Yin will either be told in the next dungeon 'Ruins' or in the Mu Yin chapter; in any case, they will not be put together with the Lust chapter to compete for plot.

The House of Silk mainly focuses on Joan's personal storyline and the main storyline of lust.

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