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Chapter 132: Utopia (28)
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: Karai
“As I originally intended, I don’t want to be in charge of the Wine God Planet,” Gu Xingqiao said as he packed up his gear, “I’m not its babysitter, on call, having to dedicate my life to it…”
Tian Yuan’s arms were wrapped around him from behind, intimate, as if they had grown on him.
“… But I still went soft in the end. This is my heart knot. I gave the first half of my life and my thoracic vertebrae as well. I can’t just stand by and see it destroyed in the hands of outsiders, but do nothing myself.”
He stopped and took a deep breath.
“Tian Yuan, are you listening?”
“I’m listening,” said Tian Yuan sincerely, pressed against his neck, “but, because you don’t let me interfere in your business, I’m lonely.”
Every second he spent with Gu Xingqiao, he was in danger of being overwhelmed by the realization.
He often realized that Gu Xingqiao was human, and what a fragile creature humans were. In his arms, Gu Xingqiao was soft, sleepy, small and defenseless, and even if he suppressed his power to a millionth of a millimeter, he could still easily destroy him, crush any bone in his body.
Gu Xingqiao knew this, too, but he still chose to fall asleep in his arms, opening himself up to him without reservation.
The more he realized this, the more Tian Yuan felt a new, unusually strong surge of emotion brewing in his chest – a feeling of gratitude for this trust, and the accompanying humility towards his own power.
The back of his neck itched, caused by his hair, and Tian Yuan’s insistence on rubbing up against him. Gu Xingqiao wanted to laugh, and said helplessly, “Well, it looks like I really should get a haircut.”
Tian Yuan stopped, he turned Gu Xingqiao around, and stared sullenly at the youth.
“What’s wrong?” Gu Xingqiao didn’t understand which line this sentence poked him, “My hair is really long, the last time I cut it, was in…”
Tian Yuan lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, one side kissing, the other side pleading vaguely, “Don’t cut it, okay?”
He was like twisted candy pestering his human, the thought of Gu Xingqiao cutting his hair, he was full of reluctance, so sad that he was close to pouting at Gu Xingqiao.
The youth returned the kiss with amusement, however, he soon couldn’t resist Tian Yuan’s stickiness, and the frequency of kisses, “What’s wrong? I’m not you, but I’m not used to having long hair… Come on, stop kissing!”
Tian Yuan frowned, his face was so deep and handsome that even with this childish expression, he still looked like a statue of a melancholy deity.
“Hair,” he said, “don’t hurt yourself, cut your hair, it hurts…”
Gu Xingqiao’s eyes widened incredulously.
Tian Yuan thought for a moment, changed his tone, “I think the hair will hurt.”
“Try again,” Gu Xingqiao stared at him, “I expect better from you.”
Tian Yuan muttered in a low voice, “I’m worried your hair will hurt.”
“You’re a living, independent terminal collection.” Gu Xingqiao was shocked, “Hair doesn’t hurt, nor do you feel pain, in the same way that clipping your nails.”
“I’m just describing my subjective feelings.” Tian Yuan retorted, lowering his head like a pathetic conservationist defending the rare species he’d classified, “I… Your hair is perfect and fragile, don’t go near it with sharp instruments!”
Gu Xingqiao really ate him up, provided that he didn’t think of his hair as an endangered rare species.
The youth stared at him for a while, and gradually laughed, which then turned into a guffaw, and he couldn’t get enough of it.
“I can’t believe that the first time we met, you had to break my arm,” Gu Xingqiao tilted his head, thinking, “was it to break my arm, or something, too much time has passed, I can’t remember, but you…”
Tian Yuan was caught off guard by his thoughtless words, and the old scores that were flung in his face.
He looked at Gu Xingqiao sadly, and had to admit inwardly that, with almost infinite love, he was horrified by Gu Xingqiao’s body, for he could not understand how the material world could be so perfectly constructed.
He was trapped, and the thought of some unknown external force, trying to break that perfection, made Tian Yuan furious, even if it was his former self, was no exception.
“All right, all right! I’ll stop.” Gu Xingqiao was startled by Tian Yuan’s look, his expression, but really like facing the only remaining grain of dog food in the bowl, but also forced to lose weight Soybean ah, in a sense, it could also be considered like the father like the son, “I still have to pack weapons.”
Tian Yuan kissed his dark and moist hair with a sense of trepidation, “In fact, you’re worried about more than just the Wine God Planet.”
Gu Xingqiao nodded, “That’s right, compared to the Wine God Planet, I’m more worried about Ming Sheng and the others… If she knows what I’m thinking, she’ll think I’m underestimating her, but I have to make sure that Sissel doesn’t extend his revenge to my original friends.”
He picked up a ray gun, and in his eyes, he couldn’t help but flash a worried look.
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The light in the command room was dim, and the ghostly blue color that danced across the prominent scar on her cheek, like refracted lightning, spliting Ming Sheng’s expression in two, one as cold as a rock, the other as dark as fire.
There was silence for so long that even time seemed to have frozen, and after a long time, someone finally spoke up, his voice trembling as he broke the stillness of the stagnant water, “Commander, should we…”
“Shut up.” Ming Sheng said softly.
Sissel had gone mad. After being attacked by his former best friend and losing both of his arms, the onlookers only thought that he had been betrayed and stimulated too much, but only a very few people, including Ming Sheng, knew exactly what Gu Xingqiao’s vengeance was for.
Once upon a time, the emperor was a hidden madness, and now the hiddenness turned into obviousness, compared to those who deplore his changing subjects, Ming Sheng knew how many terrible poisons were brewing in it.
A gust of wind, a gust of wind with no reason, blew across the side of Ming Sheng’s face at this moment, causing her hair to fall down and tickle her ears. her gaze moved slightly, and she suddenly raised her head, saying to everyone in the room, “Get out.”
“Commander? We…”
“Don’t make me say it again, get out.”
With that, her highly trained subordinates all bowed their heads and welcomed them out, until the alloy door dropped down, cutting off their footsteps in the depths of the corridor.
Silence returned to the room.
“… Don’t be a fuckin’ liar,” Ming Sheng breathed steadily, “Gu Xingqiao.”
A moment later, like a wave of water, just like that day, Gu Xingqiao’s figure appeared in front of Ming Sheng, with a nostalgic and apologetic smile on his face.
“The one who knows me best, right?”
Ming Sheng stared, just like that day, she rushed up and punched Gu Xingqiao’s shoulder.
“How dare you come, Kingslayer!” The Commander’s eyes overflowed with rampant laughter, as well as gnashing of teeth, hateful anger, “Damn, you tell me, how did you get into trouble with that scourge? What a sinful fate!”
Gu Xingqiao grabbed her fist and laughed unceasingly, “What? Is that how the empire calls me now? Is the reward doubled again?”
“You still dare to mention the reward!” Ming Sheng laughed and scolded, “The reward has long since been eliminated, and it’s now common knowledge that anyone who can capture you alive and bring you to the armless emperor would be more than qualified to be a planetary governor!”
“Oh,” Gu Xingqiao said thoughtfully, “so that’s what the Empire calls him now.”
Ming Sheng tugged at him, wanting to say something else, but her eyelids suddenly shivered. Intuition told her, there was something else… Something huge and dangerous was lurking behind Gu Xingqiao.
As if sensing her sight, the “something” slowly moved out of the shadow of the corner – in fact, there was no way to hide anything of a certain size there, not to mention hiding a person, but the other party moved as if the shallow shadow was the shade of a tomb from the deep forest. the shade of a mausoleum.
His white robes were like snow, his silver hair like snow, his physique was many sizes larger than normal, and his eight flawless exoskeleton arms supported his torso so that his feet did not touch the ground, as if he were an exalted god.
As for his perfect and unearthly face, and his upright and clean demeanor, they were all minor and unimportant touches, hiding his truly cold and horrifying inner self behind the beauty that belonged only to a heavenly god, or an evil demon.
Ming Sheng’s heart pounded violently.
What the hell is this thing? What on earth is this thing?
One of the major reasons why she and Gu Xingqiao became close friends was because her home planet was an ore planet, and she was just a woman from a miner’s family, struggling hard between the free and slave class. She understood Gu Xingqiao’s situation, and Gu Xingqiao also understood her difficulties; they both had to fight their way out on their own, and they are in the same boat.
Along the way, she passed by too many people, noble, lowly, rich and powerful, poor and destitute… When she was still in the middle of nowhere, she had naturally seen how princes and nobles, born to be superior, looked at poor people like her, who crawled their way out of the mud. They looked down on her as if they were looking at an insignificant speck of dust, or even more obtrusive, a gnat.
… But it’s only “as if looking”, as if looking at dust, as if looking at a Zerg.
No matter how much those shit-eating princes and princesses treat her with contempt, she’s still a living being, an objective fact that doesn’t depend on the will of the individual, like the idiotic common sense that fire is hot and water is fluid.
But this one in front of her… This creature, the way he looked at her, he was looking at dust, at a Zerg.
She had never encountered a more terrifying gaze.
People have backbones and dignity. If they are treated inhumanely or discriminated against, they can still hold their spine straight, stick their necks out, and shout “I’m a human being.” It’s hard for people to change their species just because of the harsh environment outside, but facing Tian Yuan’s eyes, even she had a momentary illusion that she couldn’t help. Perhaps I am indeed dispensable, perhaps I’m not. Perhaps I am indeed dispensable dust, an insignificant insect.
“This is Tian Yuan, he is my…” Gu Xingqiao was stuck for a moment, weighing the introduction, “Uh, my partner.”
Partner, what partner? Ming Sheng stared at him in confusion, as if she suddenly did not understand the common language.
The partner of a crusade, the partner of a struggle, or the partner of a villain who is sworn to defeat?
“… My, uh, marriage partner.” Gu Xingqiao said.
Tian Yuan’s heart was in bliss, and it was wonderful.


My heart’s in bliss, too.
Also happy that MS turned out to be a true friend, as well.
Thank you both for the chapter.