I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts-Chapter 388 - 287: Ordinary People and Minor Characters
"Brother Ye Qiu, it’s breakfast time!"
A young man, looking barely in his twenties, walked quickly towards them, holding a bag of steaming buns and two servings of bean curd.
"Xiaobei, I’ve told you many times, I am just an ordinary person now and can’t help you with anything. You don’t have to flatter me like this."
Ye Qiu shook his head and did not take the breakfast bought by the other person.
This young man was named Meng Xiaobei, an orphan with ordinary talent, neither outstanding nor lacking compared to others.
When screening for Combat Spirit Contract Masters, he wasn’t selected and drifted through society, learning the art of opportunistic business.
Later, as Great Xia advanced northward under Han Zhan’s leadership, he seized the opportunity to join them.
At that time, Great Xia’s Combat Spirit Contract Masters suffered heavy casualties, and Meng Xiaobei was placed in the aid center, where he crossed paths with Ye Qiu.
And then, nothing further happened.
At that time, Ye Qiu was a madman, and Meng Xiaobei was just an ordinary orderly.
After Han Zhan and Shang Siteng healed Ye Qiu, he soon left the aid center he had once stayed at.
Somehow, Meng Xiaobei found where Ye Qiu lived and kept repeating scenes like this one.
"Brother Ye Qiu, I know you’re an ordinary person, I don’t ask anything of you, I just admire you, purely."
Ye Qiu gave him an exasperated glance. Can you believe that?
Shameless people are invincible.
Ye Qiu took the buns and bean curd, casually sat down on the roadside, and began to eat.
Meng Xiaobei followed suit and naturally sat down next to Ye Qiu.
"Tell me, what is it you really want from me?"
"Brother Ye Qiu, I really don’t have any other..."
"I’ll ask just once, if you don’t speak up, don’t bother coming to me again."
Meng Xiaobei was interrupted by Ye Qiu.
The latter scratched his head.
After a long while, Meng Xiaobei first looked at the buns Ye Qiu had taken a few bites of, and the half-finished cup of bean curd, affirming them before speaking again:
"Brother Ye Qiu, could you help me get some connections? I want to fuse with the Origin of Slaughter."
"Pft!"
Ye Qiu almost choked on the bean curd he hadn’t finished drinking.
He looked down at the buns and bean curd in his hand, reaffirming that they were indeed just buns and bean curd, then asked faintly, "Do you know what Origin is?"
"Of course."
After replying, Meng Xiaobei swiped his hand, and a virtual screen appeared before the two.
Meng Xiaobei entered "Origin of Slaughter" into the search bar on the virtual screen, and soon, information about it was laid out.
"The Origin of Slaughter is an Origin that Lord Han Zhan brought back from the City of Extreme Evil."
"The Origin can greatly enhance a Spirit Contract Master’s strength, holding infinite possibilities and a future."
"Anyone who successfully fuses with the Origin of Slaughter can be exceptionally promoted to at least Deputy Corps Commander Level!"
Meng Xiaobei read out the information on the virtual screen and wanted to say more, but Ye Qiu waved him off.
"Stop, stop, stop."
"I can read, and I know all of what you’re saying."
"But why do you think I can get you the Origin of Slaughter?"
"Brother Ye Qiu, you are the Legion Commander of the Fourth War Zone in Great Xia, you must have a way, right?" Meng Xiaobei said confidently.
The title of Fourth War Zone Legion Commander momentarily dazed Ye Qiu.
"I’m not the Legion Commander of the Fourth War Zone anymore." Ye Qiu’s voice sounded somewhat wistful.
"But you still know Lord Han Zhan and Dean Shang, and they even visited you when you were hospitalized, I..."
"Meng Xiaobei!"
Ye Qiu suddenly raised his voice.
Meng Xiaobei was a bit taken aback by his stern expression.
"Do you know what happens after fusing with an Origin?"
"You... you become a Deputy Corps Commander?" Meng Xiaobei guessed tentatively.
"That is a position, but also a responsibility. Besides, you could die."
Ye Qiu exhaled a breath of turbid air as he said this.
He silently swallowed the remaining bean curd and buns.
"So, isn’t it good to be alive? Why take on such responsibility?"
"Think it over carefully yourself."
"And thanks for the breakfast. If you figure it out, come to me tomorrow, and I’ll treat you to a meal."
Ye Qiu patted Meng Xiaobei on the shoulder, turned around, and walked away in the opposite direction.
Leaving Meng Xiaobei alone, stunned there.
He had imagined many scenarios but never expected to hear such a statement from Ye Qiu.
Isn’t living a good thing?
Why take on such responsibilities?
Is this still that fearless, invincible Legion Commander of the Fourth Zone?
Watching the distant silhouette of Ye Qiu, Meng Xiaobei suddenly felt unfamiliarity.
He opened his mouth but ultimately resisted the urge to question Ye Qiu.
Suddenly, a silvery white light appeared before him.
It was a floating, disc-shaped robot suspended in mid-air.
"Hello, this is Unit 427619, a civil supervision robot in a civilized city."
"It’s been detected that you sat on the roadside for breakfast a minute and thirty-six seconds ago, with food crumbs falling to the ground."
"According to the North County Administrative Code Article 1942, you are hereby penalized for the violation."
Meng Xiaobei: "???"
...
Ye Qiu continued walking forward.
When he reached a corner, he paused slightly.
But soon, he kept moving forward as if intending to leave.
"Fourth Senior Brother."
Han Zhan, half-leaning against the alley wall, called out to him from behind.
"You’ve got the wrong person; there’s no Fourth Senior Brother here." Ye Qiu did not turn back.
"I heard the conversation you just had with that young man." Han Zhan looked at Ye Qiu’s back with a complex expression, "Were you serious about what you said?"
Ye Qiu stopped in his tracks.
"Every word came from the heart."
Hearing this response, Han Zhan fell into silence, and when Ye Qiu intended to leave again, he suddenly said:
"With the choice you made, if the teacher knew from below the ground..."
"Han Zhan." Ye Qiu sharply turned around, his gaze slightly cold, "Have you ever experienced death?"
"I have, actually, quite a few times."
Ye Qiu: "..."
"Fourth Senior Brother, why are you silent, what were you going to say just now?"
Ye Qiu took a deep breath, suppressing the agitation within.
"Right, you’re great, you’re indomitable, you’re the ninth student the teacher held in the highest regard. But I’m not."
"I’m just someone who died once, someone who has lost both his Contracted Spirit and Realm, a completely ordinary person!"
"In the days to come, I wish to live like an ordinary person, to live, do you understand!"
Seemingly having finally vented the words buried deep in his heart.
The swirling anger within Ye Qiu gradually subsided.
He knew that some things weren’t Han Zhan’s fault, just his own helplessness.
"I’m sorry, I lost my composure." Ye Qiu exhaled turbid air for the third time, adjusting his emotions. "But everything I said just now reflects my true thoughts."
"So, don’t come looking for me again."
