Chapter 52
Yan He: ???
Wait, Young Master Xu, who are you calling Lord Beast God?
Xu Xingchuan had a gentle and handsome face, but the corners of his eyes always carried a faint hint of red, as if stained by misty rain. At this moment, a tear slid down the red corner of his eye, like a desperate and resolute meteor.
Yan He didn’t quite understand what Xu Xingchuan had just said, nor did he understand how he had made him cry. He cautiously approached and saw him squatting there, a small figure trembling slightly.
“Even if you already like He Ting, can you… give me a hug too?” Xu Xingchuan bit his lip and pleaded in a low voice.
Yan He blushed at the first half of the sentence. How was Xu Xingchuan’s eyesight so good? He could always see things others didn’t know.
Yan He was hesitant about his request, but seeing him squatting there like a wronged child, Yan He squatted down in front of him, reached out and gently patted the top of his head, pulling him into his arms.
Xu Xingchuan’s tears instantly burst like a dam. He remembered that in his childhood, he had also received the Beast God’s favor like this. He saw a figure of light embracing the freezing panda cub, gently comforting him.
Over the years, he had rejected everyone’s kindness and approach, constantly pursuing Lord Beast God’s footsteps. Now that he had found him, he would never be his again.
Unprecedented sadness caused him to break down continuously.
And his Little Sprout He still knew nothing about this.
“Do you still remember your Beast God ring?” Xu Xingchuan, still curled up fondly in Yan He’s arms, suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.
Yan He felt puzzled inside. “Uh, you mean the ring Bai Yuzhou gave me? I left it at home and didn’t wear it. Um… I’m not questioning your faith, but do you really believe there is a… Beast God in the world?”
Yan He was in an awkward position now. The academy required him to leave Bestia within a week, so he had to find a time to return the ring, which could provide protection from the Specially-Enrolled Student Association within the academy, to Bai Yuzhou.
Yan He knew one shouldn’t question another’s faith, but he truly didn’t believe in any Beast God. If there really was a so-called Lord Beast God in this world, then why were thousands of students in the academy still trapped in the mire without freedom?
Xu Xingchuan: “You don’t need to return it to Bai Yuzhou, because that is your thing.”
Yan He: ??? What does that mean?
Xu Xingchuan’s answer remained pious: “I believe, because you are the Beast God.”
Yan He’s pupils shrank: ???
Bro, are you serious?
Xu Xingchuan asked with a last glimmer of hope: “Do you really not remember me?”
Yan He was completely lost in thought. A scene suddenly flashed in his mind—it was when he was in college in his previous life, participating in writing the code for his first game!
College students were the cheapest labor, and it was just a small game, but it was the first time Yan He used what he learned for a part-time job, and they paid a whole five thousand yuan. Yan He worked very enthusiastically.
In a trance, Yan He remembered that game. The background of the game was that humans encountered some kind of miracle and could transform into certain beasts. That was why he felt the totem on the Beast God ring box was so familiar, and why he tentatively entered the password lock of the ring box. That was his first part-time job, into which he poured his greatest effort.
This Xu Xingchuan was the little panda cub character in it, which could be considered his favorite image.
Yan He was quite confused. Wasn’t this a popular BL noble academy novel that his female colleagues talked about? How could it be related to the game code he wrote part-time before?
But seeing Xu Xingchuan’s solemn appearance, and thinking that even Yun Xiao’s beast transformation could gradually come under control, and everyone was starting to improve, Yan He involuntarily believed a little bit.
Holy crap, wait a minute. He thought he was just an NPC minor character. Could it be that the author wrote a plot twist at the end, suddenly setting him, a small lackey, as the big boss god?
Yan He pondered for a long time and couldn’t help but sigh deeply. Life is truly dramatic.
“So, what do I need to do now?”
Xu Xingchuan smiled slightly, recovering his usual calmness. “My Lord, you just need to follow my arrangements.”
Yan He’s departure from Bestia seemed to be set in stone. No matter how Pan Ze and Bai Yuzhou organized students to march and appeal within the academy, the disciplinary notice on the academy’s official academic affairs website was never taken down.
Many students were already feeling despair, and Yan He hadn’t appeared in public for many days, so no one knew what he was thinking.
Meanwhile, the academy’s Beast God Cult official website was vigorously promoting this year’s Beast God’s Birthday. Looking at the promotional video, one could see that this year’s Beast God’s Birthday celebration was unprecedentedly grand, a day-long carnival. Young Master Xu really spared no expense.
Some students sighed at first, thinking that Yan He was F4’s little lackey back then, and Young Master Xu simply didn’t care whether Yan He was leaving the school or not.
The last sentence of the promotional video: Student Yan He will participate in this Beast God’s Birthday event with a special identity. We are now collecting beast fur after transformation from fellow students.
All students in the academy: As expected of Young Master Xu, he’s such a good person.
So the Beast God’s Birthday would very likely be Yan He’s last public appearance at Bestia Academy.
Whether they were wealthy scions or specially-enrolled students, whether they believed in the Beast God or not, everyone decided to make time to participate in this large-scale event of the Beast God Cult and generously plucked a handful of their own fur to donate to the Cult.
Time came to the last day the academy limited for Yan He to leave.
Today, heavy snow fell on Bestia, bending the pine branches in the academy. The various academy buildings were covered in white snow, full of chill.
Yan He was currently indoors at the Beast God Cult. Outside was decorated with lanterns and festoons, with frequent sounds of liveliness. He held up the magnificent and strange costume with a troubled face, uncontrollably asking, “Do I really need to wear this out?”
Yan He couldn’t understand fashion shows before, and now he couldn’t understand this outfit even more. He didn’t know what material it was made of. It had various animal furs on it, and the most exaggerated part was the colorful feathers, especially the peacock feather which was particularly eye-catching.
Those without fur, like Shen Xianqing, directly plucked several snake scales and suggested to Xu Xingchuan to arrange his scales into a heart shape on the clothes. Of course, Xu Xingchuan rejected this.
Various furs and colors were put together to make an exceptionally gorgeous outfit, but strangely full of artistic and bizarre beauty.
Xu Xingchuan nodded.
“Hahaha Yan He, why are you dressed like this? Wait, whose fur is on your left chest? Why isn’t it my feather?” The F4 and Bai Yuzhou were waiting outside. Yun Xiao beamed with joy as soon as he saw Yan He come out in the outfit.
Shen Xianqing leaned in to sniff and immediately said, “Orange fur? This is Siberian tiger fur. He Ting, did you spend money behind our backs?”
Yan He felt like a Christmas tree and said awkwardly, “He Ting didn’t do anything. I asked the embroiderer to do it.”
The corners of He Ting’s lips curved slightly.
Bai Yuzhou and Shen Xianqing’s expressions turned slightly pale, as if they suddenly understood something.
Yan He and He Ting…
Shen Xianqing was somewhat lost in thought. Did he really come back too late?
Bai Yuzhou pursed his lips and remained silent.
Xu Xingchuan looked indifferently at each of their expressions and said to Yan He, “Little Sprout He, the event is about to start.”
Everyone get ready!
Outside the solemn and sacred statue of Lord Beast God, the believers had cleared the heavy snow in advance. The academy’s broadcast continuously looped the ethereal and melodious hymn of the Beast God Cult.
Alumni braved the cold wind for outdoor activities, breathing out white mist with every word.
“Damn, it’s too cold. I want to transform. Down jackets aren’t as warm as fur after transformation.” A student breathed into his palm and complained.
“Transform again? Aren’t you afraid of increasing the transformation rate and becoming a beast forever?” A friend next to him disagreed with this short-sighted approach.
“I found that although I transform frequently lately, strangely enough, when I went for a check-up a few days ago, my transformation rate actually dropped. Isn’t that weird?”
This student was one of those who quietly transformed and mixed into the stray animal group to mooch food and drink from Yan He and Bai Yuzhou some time ago.
This student’s words resonated with many people around.
“Hey, do you think if we report this news to the academy, will the academy keep Yan He for this sake?”
With the Beast God Cult’s hymn in their ears, the people around fell into silence instead.
“We are all in a cage. Isn’t it good that Yan He can get out?” The fat orange cat suddenly said.
Yes.
Everyone tacitly stopped mentioning it.
At this moment, the sound of the hymn suddenly amplified. Surrounded by the crowd, Yan He, dressed in the seven-colored hundred-beast robe, walked under the Beast God sculpture.
Yan He had always been gentle, but standing under the Beast God statue in full regalia, his cold face gave birth to a solemn and majestic dignity.
As expected of Yan He, he treated every identity seriously.
Yan He’s hand hidden in the clothes was trembling.
Yan He looked at the water vat carefully carried up by the Beast God Cult believers, his face even tighter.
Because…
“Little Sprout He, later treat the water you used as holy water and sprinkle it on the heads of all believers under the Beast God statue.”
Yan He blurted out, “My bathwater?”
Xu Xingchuan’s face first looked slightly strange, then he laughed meaningfully, “If you want, that’s not impossible.”
Damn it, I said your Beast God Cult is weird and unserious, and it’s true.
Yan He didn’t dare imagine letting the alumni know he was pouring his own bathwater on their heads. He wouldn’t need to walk out himself today; they would all throw him out of the school gate together.
Like a pervert. Probably only Pan Ze would like it.
Finally, Yan He chose hand-washing water.
Looking at those excited believers, Yan He could only hope there were no germaphobes among them.
He didn’t know what use his hand-washing water, oh no, holy water had.
The Beast God Cult’s Beast Father said the Beast God holy water could wash away beast nature and restore humanity.
The Beast Father was Xu Xingchuan, although this title made Yan He speechless.
Anyway, that was how they promoted it. He was the spokesperson but engaged in false advertising; he didn’t know what others thought.
Xu Xingchuan said solemnly and sacredly, “Thank you all for gathering. We will celebrate the birthday of Lord Beast God Yan He together.”
The alumni under the statue listened with some confusion.
What? Lord Beast God Yan He? What does that mean?
Being stared at by everyone, Yan He only felt his toes curling.
Xu Xingchuan swore so confidently that he was the Beast God, but he himself didn’t quite dare to believe it.
“Oh, I understand Young Master Xu’s meaning. Yan He’s special identity today is the incarnation of Lord Beast God in the human world.” A smart person thought for a moment and said immediately.
Xu Xingchuan raised the corners of his lips and said word by word, “No, I mean, not an incarnation. Yan He is Lord Beast God.”
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