Beng Tie: What does it mean to broaden one's four destinies in one sentence?

Chapter 73 Standing Up for the Child

Lin Si sat in a wheelchair, surrounded by endless chaotic void.

Above him, three imposing figures cast silent gazes, those gazes crossing the boundaries of fate, traversing the torrent of time, and landing on the young man sitting in a wheelchair.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sigh seemed to echo from the chaos.

The sound was very soft, as soft as the wind blowing through withered leaves, or as soft as something breaking.

Lin Si didn't know who was sighing; perhaps it was a star god who had never appeared, or perhaps it was chaos itself.

He felt as if something had been pulled out of his body. It wasn't pain, but an empty feeling, like someone waking up in the middle of the night and realizing they'd forgotten something very important.

A leaf drifted out of his body.

The leaves are emerald green with clear veins, like newly sprouted leaves.

It floated out from his chest, slowly rose into the air, then shattered, turning into countless tiny specks of light that drifted off into all corners of the universe.

Those points of light pierced through chaos, through starlight, through nothingness, flying towards every planet where life exists, flying towards everyone who waits for hope in despair.

Lan gazed in the direction where the leaf had disappeared.

His figure swayed slightly in the void, as if it were somewhat illusory.

His right hand gripped the bowstring, as if he wanted to draw the bow; his knuckles tightened, and the bowstring became taut. But in the end, he released his hand and did not release the arrow.

The stone that Amber King had broken off from his shoulder shattered in front of Lin Si, turning into countless tiny specks of light that scattered in all directions of the universe.

The specks of light and fragments of leaves mingled together, like a silent rain, sprinkling into the endless void.

Hippe's puzzle shattered as well. The fragments danced in the air, each reflecting a different light, before drifting off in different directions.

Lin Si watched all this and chuckled softly.

The power of an envoy can be shared with others.

The company's ten core members are the best example.

The people of Belloborg have not been able to wait for anyone to be glanced at by the Amber King for seven hundred years, but whether they could have resisted the antimatter army seven hundred years ago without the energy given by the Amber King is another matter.

Lin Si didn't understand how these star gods selected the people they valued, but it wasn't that they didn't love people.

Perhaps something more important affected them, making it impossible for them to see each person's face or hear each person's voice.

But Lin Si is different; he is just one of the masses.

Therefore, what he is doing now is to give hope to all people.

If the desire is strong enough, even if it doesn't attract the attention of the Star God, it can still activate the power that spreads outward to protect oneself, one's home, and others.

After all, one person becoming a dragon is not as good as everyone in the world becoming a dragon.

A shimmering, iridescent object fell from the chaos, like a card or a tiny mirror.

[Light Cone: Everyone is Like a Dragon]

[Type: Special Item/Unique Item]

[Description: A man without destiny made a grand vow to the star god, and the gods granted it.]

[Note: This is not a divine gift, but the will of all living beings.]

Lin Si looked at the note and smiled.

Just then, Lan, who had been silent all along, moved.

He walked up to Lin Si, his towering figure obscuring the starlight in the chaos. He didn't speak, but simply handed her the bow. The bow was long and slender, gleaming with a cold light, and taller than Lin Si herself.

Lin Si was stunned.

"I refuse the Imperial Bow..."

Lan remained silent. He simply extended the bow towards Lin Si again, almost touching his face, interrupting his words.

The reserved deity never expresses His thoughts. This time was no exception. He simply stood before His people and handed them His bow.

Lin Si stared at the bow for a long time in silence.

He suddenly understood.

Lan never cared whether the people she chose also chose her.

The path of the hunter is never a transaction, not "If you trust me, I will give you power".

Lan was merely on patrol.

He is hunting down enemies who threaten His people, nothing more. If anyone is willing to stand by His side, He hands them the bow, asking neither for reason nor for reward.

He is like a patriarch.

If any of the children in the family is wronged, He will stand up for them. Whether the child appreciates it or not is their business.

As a star god, he rejected Him.

But when elders stand up for their children, the children have no reason to refuse.

He reached out and took Lan's bow.

The bow feels very heavy, like a mountain, but it doesn't feel like the weight of metal. It feels more like something heavy is pressing on your hand and on your heart.

Lan saw him take the bow and silently stood behind Lin Si.

He did not speak, nor did he show any expression; he simply stood there, like a silent shadow.

Lin Si sat in his wheelchair, holding a bow that was taller than himself.

He tried to pull the bowstring, but it wouldn't budge. He tried again, and still nothing. The bow was too big; he couldn't draw it.

Just as he was agonizing over this, a pair of hands slowly emerged from the chaotic void.

Pale hands, slender fingers, like a woman's hands, rough, covered in calluses. Small, like a child's hands, aged, with bulging veins.

Countless hands emerged from the chaos, supporting Lin Si's body.

They supported his waist, his shoulders, his arms, and his wrists. They lifted him from the wheelchair and helped him stand up.

Lin Si was stunned.

Those hands didn't stop.

Support his arm and help him raise the bow. Support his fingers and help him fasten the bowstring. Support his shoulder and help him draw the bow.

Lan stood behind him, reached out and placed her hand on his, guiding him to draw the bow.

The bowstring was pulled back.

The arrow of light condensed on the bowstring, not taken from the quiver, but formed from the void. Light surged from all directions, converging on the bowstring, growing brighter and brighter until Lin Si couldn't open his eyes.

Lan's fingers loosened their grip on Lin Si's fingers slightly.

The light arrow shot out.

It traversed chaos, through the void, past those floating specks of light, flying in one direction. That direction was Arillow-VI. It was Beloborg. It was that land besieged by wind and snow for seven hundred years.

As Lin Si watched the beam of light disappear into the chaos, the strength in her hand vanished instantly.

The hands that had been supporting him slowly disappeared, one pair after another, as if they had completed their mission and quietly retreated.

He slowly sat back in his wheelchair, as if all his energy had been drained away.

My arms were shaking, my fingers were shaking, and even breathing was difficult.

A sense of emptiness seemed to spread through his body; it wasn't pain, but a heavy weariness that seeped from the very marrow of his bones.

He was a little sleepy.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and his vision became increasingly blurry. The starlight in the chaos flickered before his eyes, growing dimmer and farther away.

He closed his eyes.

Before his consciousness faded, he seemed to hear several voices.

"Holy crap, this planet is so cold! Hey, how are you, Luanpo?"

"Your Highness, Silver Spear Asura, I am unharmed! This place is teeming with evil, and there is no time to lose!"

"Then let him make a huge scene!"

"Banana banana banana banana banana banana!"

"Alright, alright, stay close to the boss and don't wander off. I'll buy you bananas when we get back."

"Beautiful lady, do you acknowledge that the pure and beautiful goddess Idrila possesses unparalleled beauty?"

Chapter 74 Injustice Still Exists Here

The world today seems somewhat different.

The Amber King struck the hammer, marking the beginning of a new Amber Era.

The sound of that hammer echoed throughout the entire universe, from Pierpoint to the Celestial Ship, from Pinocene to an unknown peripheral galaxy; everyone felt the hammer's sound at the same moment.

But what truly unsettled the major powers was not the new era itself, but the scene that accompanied the sound of the hammer.

Pierpont, the jade pawnshop.