Urban Soldier Young Master

Chapter 1087 - 1086: Like Falling into an Abyss

Would an elephant feel like battling an ant when it sees one?The answer, of course, is no.

Even if this ant had consumed some heavenly treasure and became a spirit, becoming the king among ants, fierce enough to battle a rat, the answer would still be no.

They're simply on different levels of existence, incomparable.

Perhaps the only way to pose any threat to an elephant is with countless ants charging forward one after another.

Such is the case with ants and elephants, let alone humans and dragons.

Chu Ge was coughing up blood, mouthful after mouthful. Never before did he feel so insignificant, pathetically small.

All thoughts of contending with this dragon seemed to dissipate one by one, like the life force fading with the blood he coughed up.

Cold, growing colder, the giant creature in his view not only became increasingly blurry but also started to spin.

Chu Ge knew this was a sign of his consciousness becoming increasingly muddled.

This feeling wasn't new to him, but he thought, perhaps this would be the last time?

Chu Ge wanted to laugh bitterly, but his mouth couldn't move before another gulp of crimson blood surged out.

Is this how it all ends?

Am I going to die in my own Spiritual World?

To die at the hands of a dragon... No, rather, to die under the dragon's breath?

It's fine, whatever, it doesn't matter anymore.

At least in this life, I've seen a real dragon, that's a miracle in itself, right?

For a human to be killed by a dragon, it's not strange, perhaps even something to be proud of?

The difference in strength is just too vast... Some things are simply inevitable.

Chu Ge grew colder, his body which once reacted quicker than his mind now seemed frozen for millennia, unable to move.

Moreover, Chu Ge didn't want to move anymore, after all... it wouldn't make any difference, right?

Perhaps, only the monster hidden within my body could face this dragon...

No, impossible, even the monster hidden within couldn't possibly threaten this dragon, no one could do such a thing, it's a dragon that should exist only in legends.

Chu Ge's consciousness grew increasingly unclear, gradually sinking into darkness.

As the darkness deepened, people and events began to emerge in his mind like fleeting shadows.

In what seemed like an ordinary house, a scholarly middle-aged man slowly fell beside him, then he turned on the gas, peeled back the telephone wire to reveal the metal strands, and half an hour later made a call to that number.

With a "bang," a violent explosion shattered the glass, flames erupted, obliterating the evidence.

To this day, he still didn't know what the man did to warrant the organization's attention, only that it was a mission given to him back then, the organization wanted that man dead.

The shattered glass, burning flames slowly blurred, the scene shifted to a night before joining the organization.

It was a desert with sand flying everywhere, scorching hot by day, freezing cold by night. He sat beside a girl atop a stone that despite years of wind-sand assault, remained unweathered, watching a resilient blade of grass emerging from the stone crack.

"Chu Ge, what is your dream?" The girl's voice was very pleasant, even after many years, he still felt it was pleasant, as if he'd never tire of hearing it. But this time, her tone was far more serious and earnest than ever before.

"Ha, don't be so serious, alright? I'm already nervous enough, let's switch to a lighter topic. Do you think the dark circles I painted on that dog I raised when I was young for old Yu look good? If it weren't for you urging me to join the military, with my artistic talent, I might've become a painter by now, haha..."

Evidently, the girl was quite displeased with Chu Ge's avoidance of the topic, her fine brows slightly furrowing in rare moment before him.

The girl's deep eyes, unfitting of her age, kept a fixed gaze on Chu Ge, "A painter? Chu Ge, do you want me to protect you forever? You're too weak, do you want to stay weak forever?"

Chu Ge rolled his eyes dramatically, protesting, "I'm weak? Are you kidding me? If I were weak, would I have the privilege of coming here? Participating in this organization's selection that not even most special forces have heard of?"

"So what? You're even nervous about participating in the selection."

The girl's indifferent words struck a chord with Chu Ge, making him sheepish, as he raised a hand to scratch his head.

"But... all the people who get here are the top elites from the militaries around the world, shouldn't I be nervous?"

The girl calmly said, "Of course, because I'm not nervous at all."

Chu Ge rolled his eyes again, "I'm not a monster like you; there's nothing in this world worth making you nervous."

"No, you're wrong, actually..." The girl smiled, and the desolate Gobi seemed to bloom like spring.

The girl hesitated to speak, her gaze shifted to that small grass, her pleasant voice gently said, "Forget it, let's talk about your dreams instead, don't change the subject, I want to hear your truest thoughts from the depths of your heart."

A gust of wind arose, causing the small grass in the crevice of the stone to sway, a layer of sand dust gently lifted and spread towards the seemingly endless distance.

Chu Ge bit his lip, his face flushed red, luckily the girl's gaze was somewhat dazed, looking at that small grass, and even if their eyes met, it was dark at the moment, making it difficult for her to see him clearly.

"I... damn it, I said you're not allowed to laugh at me."

"Okay."

"You really won't laugh at me?"

"Hmm."

Chu Ge quickly exhaled, stood up abruptly; if it were any other girl, she would probably be frightened by his sudden move, yet the girl beside him remained peacefully seated, her attention still on that small grass.

"I want to become a member of this elite organization, then become stronger than you, and in future encounters, like every time you protected me, it'll be my turn to stand guard before you."

"Hahahaha..."

The girl laughed heartily as if hearing the funniest joke in the world, yet even in laughter, her voice remained pleasant, the distant dust seemed to dance along with her laughter.

As she laughed, the girl stood up from the stone, glanced at the flushed and embarrassed Chu Ge with a teasing smirk, lightly patted his shoulder, and then brushed past him.

Watching the girl's back, Chu Ge bit his lip tightly, his face turned purple-red as he stood foolishly in place, feeling like... no, he is a joke.

Stronger than her, how is that possible?

In this selection, Hua Country only has three slots to join the organization, although this count is relatively much for other countries, given her abilities, one of the slots is definitely hers. Competing for one of the other two slots, he isn't absolutely sure.

If he misses this chance, perhaps he will never have the possibility to become stronger than her.

Then her voice came again.

"Chu Ge, as a man of stature, shouldn't your ambitions be broader? What's the big deal about being stronger than me? I hope you become 'the strongest.'"

Chu Ge was stunned.

"At that point, you'll realize that I'm really nothing; you'll also find that this world is broader than you could possibly imagine now, with some things more worth your protection."

The girl gradually went far away, her pleasant voice lingering in Chu Ge's ears, making him more thoroughly stunned.

"Maybe now you can't understand my words, but if you truly reach that height, you'll understand everything I've said."

The girl paused, smiled looking back, her beauty was unmatched, "So, keep growing stronger, keep growing stronger."

In Chu Ge's gradually darkening consciousness, the girl's smile seemed frozen, he seemed to hear his heartbeat, or it twitched, as if being punched hard by an invisible giant hand.

Aside from numbness and coldness, Chu Ge felt a trace of pain.

He strived to recall, gradually remembering, that girl named Situ Ying used to be inseparable with him, but after that day, she suddenly vanished from his life.

The girl's smile began blurring in his mind, Chu Ge struggled to "see" her face clearly, but that smile still faded away in his mind.

If Chu Ge just felt like he was falling into icy-cold water moments ago, constantly sinking, then once the scene of her smiling back completely disappeared, he seemed to plunge into an abyss reaching hell, the descent quickened, the world becoming darker, unable to sense even a trace of light.

In a daze, a scene flashed by again, it's the scene of Tong Yaqi at the hospital ward taking out a box of cigarettes, faintly, Chu Ge seemed to hear Tong Yaqi softly recite two lines of a poem in his ear.

"When I first met you, it felt like a reunion with an old friend."

Then the scene and sound began blurring again, morphing into another scene.

At the bus station near Lidu Third Middle School, Shu Lulu carrying a tasseled little bag, full of youthful energy, bounced towards him, like a clingy little cat, pulling at his arm and shaking it, tilting her head, cheerfully said, "Uncle, see how sincere I am, let me be your mistress, okay?"