StarCraft: The Sickly Female Supporting Character Pulls Out the Weeping Willow

Chapter 278 Manipulated Fate
Chapter 278

She quickly bandaged the girl's wound, and the little baby in her arms nestled obediently in her arms, staring at her curiously with its brown eyes.

The men they sent out also brought out the man who had attacked them.

The man was of medium height and somewhat ugly. Two large, curled scars, resembling an "X," ran from his temples to his chin across his face.

He was imprisoned, but his eyes were fixed on the two children with a fierce gaze.

“Click, click—”

Ye Yao walked forward in her high heels, her slender fingers landing on the man's chin.

With a slight lift of her head, she said, "I would not kill without a reason, and I also know that there is no hatred without a reason."

"Tell me about your grudges against those two. If it's reasonable, I won't interfere."

The man's eyes remained fixed on the girl with a fierce gaze, but he also took Ye Yao's words to heart.

He gritted his teeth and said, "She's a member of the Blade Clan."

Ye Yao frowned slightly.

The Blade Clan, that sounds pretty cool.

Lu Huochuan said, "The Blade Clan is a very special race. Blade Clan women will eat their husbands during pregnancy."

Seeing Ye Yao's confusion, he calmly explained the situation to her.

Upon hearing about the characteristics of this species, Ye Yao thought of mantises.

He looked back at the girl and the baby in her arms.

"Mother and child?"

The girl looked really young; from her appearance to her physical features, she seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old.

It was obvious that the girl was older than Ye Yao.

The middle-aged man cried out in anguish, "She ate my son..."

His eyes were filled with a deep-seated hatred, and his roar was filled with an intense, overwhelming anger and sorrow.

"Where is that child?" The man's complex emotions failed to evoke any empathy from Ye Yao.

The woman was very thin, with rough skin and empty eyes; she was like a walking corpse.

But the little baby was clean and pink, with only the dirt left on his clothes from crawling earlier, clearly indicating that he was well taken care of.

The man, overcome with emotion, suddenly fell silent.

Everyone realized that the little child must be his grandson.

"The two of them do this every day."

A woman with brightly colored clothes, high cheekbones, and heavy makeup walked out of a nearby shop. She had wavy hair and should have been charming and elegant, but her appearance made her look somewhat unkempt.

"Old Scar chases Sally every day, and Sally runs away every day."

The woman took a drag of her cigarette, and as she spoke, her mouthful of yellow teeth was revealed, severely impacting her appearance.

They were just strangers who suddenly appeared, and even without their presence, the people around them would have lent a hand in some way.

Otherwise, given Lisa's condition, how could she possibly be alive now?

He would have been killed by Old Scar countless times already.

She raised her hand; her fingers were long and painted with bright red nail polish.

He pointed to his head and clicked his tongue. "Old Scar's brain's gone mad. Every time he has an episode, he chases after Lisa. It used to happen once every ten days or so, but now it happens several times a day. He's getting more and more delirious."

"..."

At this moment, Lisa, holding the baby, approached the heavily made-up woman.

He placed the child in her arms.

woman:"???"

What do you mean?
They all knew that Lisa valued this child more than anyone else.

Let alone hugging, I wish I could just run away with the child after just a glance.

Even though the mother and son were constantly receiving aid in the slums.

The heavily made-up woman's pupils suddenly contracted slightly, as if she understood something.

Her voice trembled slightly, "For me?"

Lisa nodded, raising her hand and gesturing numbly.

The woman understood; she meant that the baby no longer needed milk and would be easier to raise.

The woman raised her hand, as if to say something.

Lisa raised her hand, and her once ordinary palm gradually transformed into a blade.

With a numb expression, she looked at her son and then gave a faint smile.

She reached out and covered her son's eyes, the blade slicing across his neck. "Thank you, Sister Shui..."

The sound slowly faded away in the noisy steel jungle.

It's a very beautiful voice, with a sense of holiness.

The woman pressed the baby's head into her arms, looked down at Lisa, who had died with her throat slit, and after a long period of shock, sighed deeply.

"It's good to be dead, it's a relief."

After saying that, she carried the baby back into the store.

Old Scar froze, his manic expression frozen in shock at the sight.

Soon, he started struggling and yelling.

He screamed at Lisa's corpse, tears streaming down his face.

He raised his hand, signaling for someone to release him.

Old Scar lunged at Lisa, hugged her, clutched her bleeding neck, looked around frantically, and howled in pain.

It seems she needs someone to save her life.

Clearly, it was he who was constantly taking Lisa's life.

Now that the person is dead, they are begging for help to save their life.

Ye Yao watched this scene quietly. She seemed to sense something, but she couldn't understand it.

This feeling is too complicated; she's not that sensitive or emotional.

It was destined to fail in terms of empathy.

Ye Yao didn't know what happened next.

They left this place and went to the next area.

"The Blade Clan is becoming increasingly rare, precisely because of this characteristic."

Lu Huochuan said, "If they don't eat their husbands, their children will not be able to grow and be born."

“Every Blade’s birth is the result of a father who was either forced or willing to be sacrificed.”

This race is recognized by the Star Alliance, yet rejected by many other races.

Every new life is born with a blood debt.

The woman following behind suddenly exclaimed, "It's like we're cursed."

Ye Yao agreed with this statement.

"Isn't there in-vitro fertilization? Does that also require sacrifice?"

Artificial womb technology is already at its most mature stage in interstellar space.

Given that they possess such technology, the Blade Clan should not be sacrificing their husbands anymore.

Lu Huochuan said, "No need."

Ye Yao: “…”

Since it's not necessary, the tragedy that just happened shouldn't have occurred.

Lu Huochuan said, "This is a slum, where the evil in human nature is aroused to the maximum."

He didn't explain it clearly, but Ye Yao understood.

Someone wanted to see a "sacrifice".

As Ye Yao walked out of the dark and gloomy street, she looked back at the buildings behind her.

Towering over the earth, it is a habitat for many people, yet it is also permeated with an inescapable stench.

In order to witness firsthand how the Blade Clan devoured their husbands, they inhumanely perpetrated this tragedy.

Compared to their own interests, how could they possibly care about the life and death of "low-class scoundrels"?

This is a man-made "curse".

Sitting in the aircraft, Ye Yao looked at the approaching "rich area" and suddenly spoke.

"Guiyi, find out who's so interested."

The Oneness of Nature will always grant its request.

Now that they've found out who's behind this, the warden probably won't stop them from carrying out the killings.

When you see injustice, should you step in to help?
no.

She just wanted to see who could so easily manipulate other people's lives.

Cut out their hearts and see what color they are.

Just curiosity.