Chapter 106: The Truth Du Xun Has Been Hiding
What the Queen was waiting for was likely the Zerg breeding date.
Humans were unreliable in her eyes.
So Chu Baixian could not be fully relied upon either.
Only the Zergs could be completely controlled by her.
The cause of everything was probably like this:
Long ago, the Queen joined forces with Xie Zhen. The Queen needed ruling power, and Xie Zhen wanted revenge.
Du Xun had already left the royal family, and an S5 Alpha would not become their helper.
So they turned their attention to Du Xun’s best friend—
Chu Baixian.
It just so happened that they heard Chu Baixian’s lover, Meng Xihe, was seriously ill.
So they planned to inject Chu Baixian with a drug that forcibly twisted him into an Omega after he was injured for the Special Task Force.
They controlled Meng Xihe.
And turned the unstable S4 Alpha into an easily controlled S4 Omega.
From then on, Chu Baixian also became the Queen’s subordinate.
If he guessed correctly…
The reason the Queen was holding back now was that human soldiers had too many uncontrollable factors.
Ultimately, they weren’t as useful as the Zergs, who had low intelligence but absolute loyalty.
She wanted to force him to become the Mother Zerg directly on the day the time was ripe.
Du Xun had anticipated this long ago, which was why before leaving, he said to rest assured, that everything would be solved.
But now, in the military and the royal family, apart from Fu Qishang and Ai Li, no one stood by his side.
Everything seemed like a dead end.
But…
But.
Du Xun must be implying something.
Knowing he was surrounded by enemies, he had to express it in a more subtle way.
Du Xun…
What exactly is your method?
What are you trying to tell me?
Shen Zhuo urgently needed a solitary space to think.
To review every bit of his time with Du Xun over so long.
Those unspoken messages must be in there.
Fu Qishang was unwilling.
He felt Shen Zhuo was just holding on by sheer will.
But when he learned of some of Shen Zhuo’s thoughts, he suddenly realized he was indeed useless here.
He compromised dejectedly.
Before leaving, Fu Qishang left a whistle.
It was a token belonging to Fu Qishang, which could identify him when walking in the palace.
Although it probably wouldn’t be used, Shen Zhuo didn’t refuse again.
“I don’t know what will happen to my family; perhaps they will follow the Queen’s orders too. But having heard of Feng Ming’s actions, I can only say you did well killing him.”
Fu Qishang’s last words before leaving were,
“But I won’t stand on their side anymore.”
“As long as you need me, I will come to help you, Shen Zhuo.”
Shen Zhuo looked up in surprise.
Fu Qishang had indeed changed a lot.
After watching Fu Qishang leave, Shen Zhuo asked An to leave the room as well.
He believed that everything Du Xun was doing now was prepared.
And he also needed his help here.
Du Xun never explained the plan to him because he didn’t want to drag him into the conflict.
But Du Xun probably hadn’t expected it either.
He had long been the target.
…
Shen Zhuo sat alone in the room for a long time.
Until the orange-red glow of the sunset fell in a bright line at his feet through the gap in the curtains.
Following this light, he looked at his feet.
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
From his innermost pocket, he fished out the marriage certificate and the access card.
These two items hadn’t been confiscated.
Now they lay quietly in his palm.
Shen Zhuo opened the marriage certificate and looked closely at their photo.
His fingertips stroked the man’s face.
Saying he wasn’t worried would be a lie.
He used all his strength to keep it from showing on his face.
“Du Xun…”
Shen Zhuo murmured, staring blankly at the man in the photo.
He didn’t know how much time had passed before he felt the coldness on his cheek.
Many times, the responsibilities he bore as an S5 Omega required him to be strong.
Steady.
Calm.
Emotions not showing on his face.
He had always been able to do it.
But when facing Du Xun, he couldn’t control it.
The heart beating violently in his chest also told him he couldn’t pretend.
“What should I do…”
“What should I do to fight her…”
“Du Xun…”
When closing the marriage certificate, the boy’s fingers touched the access card beside it.
[If something happens and I’m not home, this can save your life.]
[The access card can open everything in the manor that requires authorization.]
Shen Zhuo gripped the access card tightly, the thin edge digging deep into his finger pad, pressing out white marks.
He opened the room door and was surprised to find An right there.
Behind him were all the butlers of Hundred Dreams, fully armed.
Although still in appropriate tailcoats, beneath the exquisitely tailored hems were all weapons.
Seeing the door open, An bowed and placed his palm over his heart:
“Madam, if you have orders, we can all go to battle to protect you.”
Shen Zhuo was stunned.
Usually, he didn’t see the others much; generally, An managed things. At most, he saw them pruning pine trees in the garden.
They weren’t as serious as butlers in other residences.
They had lively personalities that would lead to everyone questioning them if they cut a branch wrong.
Now, every single one of them bowed in the same posture.
They were the people Du Xun arranged to protect Hundred Dreams.
Likewise, they were the people who should least be dragged into this.
A sourness welled up in Shen Zhuo’s chest.
He took a breath and slowly exhaled.
“You guys go.”
An paused: “What? Madam… did I hear wrong?”
Shen Zhuo gave them a smile.
The autumn wind was cold enough.
Outside the window, tree shadows were dappled. Sunlight formed a bright rectangle on the ground through the window, dust dancing in the air.
The breeze lifted his hair, reflecting light in the sun.
“Hundred Dreams was built for me, and you came here for me. I think I should have the right to decide.”
An’s expression changed, his lips pressed tight.
“Madam, we have no family. Where you and the Master are is our only home.”
Everyone behind him nodded in agreement.
“Madam, don’t leave us behind.”
An’s eyes took on a textured tea color in the sunlight, sincere and focused.
“We are the deacons of Hundred Dreams. We are your deacons.”
Shen Zhuo finally had nothing to refute. He ordered some main guard points for the manor, then looked at An:
“This card, what places can it open? Take me there.”
An glanced at the access card and nodded immediately:
“Follow me, Madam.”
Starting from the basement, there were rooms that required the access card to open.
Many emergency supplies, resources, weapons, and some portable hard currency.
But not a single piece of information left by Du Xun.
Shen Zhuo searched again and again, refusing to give up.
Not a single detail was missed.
He spent two days and two nights.
But the result was still nothing.
An, who had been following Shen Zhuo, suddenly spoke up:
“Madam, there is one more place.”
Shen Zhuo turned to look at him, slightly messy hair hanging by his cheek.
An said: “There is a locked room on the top floor that only the Master can enter.”
“Perhaps what you are looking for is in there.”
Shen Zhuo followed An into the elevator.
They quickly reached the top floor.
Shen Zhuo saw the closed room at the end of the long corridor almost immediately.
He remembered that when they went to the sunroom, Du Xun had told him that this room was full of sundries and not to enter.
Shen Zhuo held the access card, his fingers trembling slightly.
It definitely wouldn’t be sundries inside.
What would it be?
The access card was placed on the lock, the green light turned on, and the door opened with a sound.
The room was very clean, without dust floating everywhere.
Probably because Du Xun came here often.
After opening the door, the first thing Shen Zhuo saw was the wall directly opposite the door.
Countless nails were driven into the wall, and each nail held various notes covered in writing, probably some strategic steps and so on.
But the wall beside these notes was also covered in writing.
Shen Zhuo’s heart beat faster. He didn’t know if these were things Du Xun didn’t want him to see.
But he had to know everything.
The boy walked closer to look down and found dense rows of dates.
Below the dates were various chilling descriptions of death.
September 6, 534
Finance Manager, died in a car accident on East 12th Street
September 30, 534
Photographer, died in a roadside explosion
September 2, 534
Painter, died in a residential fire
October 3, 534
Lawyer, died in a criminal vendetta
December 21, 534
Researcher in Flower Sea City, died of toxic gas leak
……
What is this?
Shen Zhuo was stunned, completely unable to understand.
It was only the year 533 now.
Why would Du Xun record so many events from 534?
Is it… prophecy?
Is Du Xun’s secondary ability “Prophet”?
That possibility exists.
…Then whose deaths are being predicted?
Shen Zhuo’s gaze continued to move down.
The dates were not sorted, and the jobs were unrelated.
The only similarity was the time of death.
All after September 534, stabilizing in December.
Could it be…
Shen Zhuo suddenly thought of a possibility.
Is Du Xun, like him, also reborn?
Are all these the ways he died in his previous life?
Inexplicably, Shen Zhuo felt a tightness in his chest.
Very uncomfortable.
In his perception, even if Du Xun was injured, he was never in too wretched a state.
His Alpha should be someone high above, calm and steady, holding everything in his hands.
He is Du Xun.
The Empire’s only S5 Alpha.
He should always be proud, always standing at a height others couldn’t reach.
Not someone who died again and again at almost the same time.
Deaths that couldn’t be stopped.
Through these words, Shen Zhuo could feel the helplessness Du Xun felt when writing down these times of death.
The boy’s trembling fingertips slowly slid down.
The deaths were still increasing.
The general time frame was also moving from September to settle in December.
Hundreds of entries in total.
Shen Zhuo’s heart trembled with pain.
Du Xun remembered every death; how terrifying that must be.
That was why he was so worried about anything that might harm the two of them.
Shen Zhuo couldn’t bear to continue.
Before he turned to look at the other wall.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a date that froze him in place.
His gaze fixed dead on that line of words, his breathing stopping.
The blood in his whole body seemed to coagulate.
That was a day he would never forget—
[December 31, 534]
[Second Prince’s Consort, died from live gland extraction in the hospital]
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