Ten Day Ultimatum Chapter 285

Chapter 285 One Soul, Endless Paths

I never imagined that White Goat gege would co to save .

I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life in that room... But White Goat gege really ca. He brought Mister Tiger, Mister Snake, and Mister Black Goat.

The four of them all ca to save .

That night, White Goat gege fought fiercely with that snake-headed man, while Mister Tiger kept his hands over my eyes, not letting look.

But I could hear it. It was the sound of a fight.

Both of them were incredibly strong, and when they fought, it was like two tractors crashing into each other.

In the end, White Goat gege won, and the snake-headed man was left with blood covering his face.

White Goat gege didn’t kill him; he just warned him to be more careful in the future.

I didn’t know what had really happened, nor did I know whether I should be scared or happy.

They had clearly abandoned , yet they ca back to save ... Would they abandon again?

I can accept when others treat badly, but I can’t accept when they treat well and then throw away...

Mister Tiger held in his arms and took back to White Goat gege’s room.

"Little Mouse... are you alright?" Mister Tiger asked .

"I—I’m fine, Mister Tiger..." I forced a smile.

Mister Black Goat muttered angrily under his breath, "That bastard... I had completely forgotten about that Terrestrial Snake’s tendencies... luckily we got there in ti."

"Oh!" Mister Snake looked at my clothes, held his forehead, then walked over to a nearby cabinet and took out a dirty suit. "I have an extra suit here. I'll fix it up for you tonight, and you can wear it to work tomorrow."

"Why are you being so eager to please?" Mister Tiger said. “Are you planning to stay up two nights in a row without rest?”

"What’s wrong with that? I’m happy," Mister Snake said, shaking his head and winking at Mister Tiger.

"Well, you go fix the clothes, and I’ll put Little Mouse to bed."

"What?!" Mister Snake shouted, "You look so ugly, how could you possibly lull anyone to sleep?"

"Who else is going to do it if not ?" Mister Tiger retorted, "You? You stink, who are you planning to suffocate?"

I felt like the atmosphere had shifted... It seed like they didn’t want to abandon anymore.

"Mouse, from now on, this will be your resting room," White Goat gege said. "Let introduce myself again. I am {Terrestrial Goat}, and from now on, I am your ntor. You are my disciple, and I will guide your path to advancent. Perhaps one day, I will even recomnd you to sign the {Earthly Branches Ascension Wagering Contract}."

"n–ntor...?" I stood up suddenly, hesitating whether or not to give a formal {greeting}.

"From now on, you’ll live with my other three disciples. Should any questions arise, do not hesitate to approach them. If they are unable to provide an answer, you may seek my guidance," White Goat gege continued, "Rember, only the four of us on this train have the authority to correct you, no one else is allowed."

I don’t know why, but I felt quite happy.

"Bu–But can I really do this...?" I looked at White Goat gege a little nervously, worried that I might ss things up again.

"None are born {incapable} in this world." White Goat gege said gently, "Because there are many paths in this world, and everyone walks their own. We have rely chosen different paths; it does not an we will not reach our destination."

From the mont White Goat gege called himself a {teacher}, I suddenly realized how much he resembled one.

That night marked the beginning of the happiest ti of my life.

I spent my days outside the abandoned warehouse and my nights laughing and playing with everyone.

I gradually started to realize how interesting the misters' personalities were.

Although Mister Black Goat seed like he didn’t pay much attention to , he would draw a small picture every day and place it on my bedside.

I heard that Mister Black Goat was not only good at drawing but also at calligraphy. Mister Tiger said that the fan-shaped calligraphy Mister Black Goat used to write could even be sold for money.

Mister Snake is the most cheerful among the four of them. He often makes laugh, and I frequently forget the unpleasant sll from his mask. He’s really a good person. In order to train , he often asks so intellectual questions, but I can never co up with the answers.

The most interesting one would probably be Mister Tiger. He listens to very carefully. No matter what I say, he always agrees with . I heard that Mister Tiger has a daughter who is about my age, and the reason he beca a {Tiger} here is so that one day he could go back and see his daughter.

Mister Tiger often tries to bring a pack of snacks. His ga venue seems to be at a supermarket, where he often finds so unwanted snacks. Although a lot of the snacks he brought were already spoiled, I was still very happy—no one had ever bought snacks for before.

Honestly, I was a little envious of Mister Tiger’s daughter.

If only my father could miss like that. But sadly, he had abandoned long ago.

Even if one day I could go back, I wouldn’t even know where to find him. If my father had been even half as good as Mister Tiger... then even if I died, it would have been worth it.

As for White Goat gege...

He was a very strange person.

He was different from all of us. He never slept. Whenever he had ti, he would lock himself in his room to read. Every book he read was so profound that I had never even seen anything like them before.

What I found most curious was that... White Goat gege didn’t seem to have any reason to desire escape.

He had said more than once that he had no family in the real world, and that staying here was better than going out. But the gas he designed were so exceptional that he was hitting his {quota} every single day. They never told exactly what the {quota} was—only that once a ga was designed, it couldn’t be changed. So sooner or later, White Goat gege would have to leave.

I was a little excited for that day… but also a little scared.

Mister Tiger said that if White Goat gege really left… then the three of us would be left without a {ntor}. We might be randomly reassigned to other {Terrestrial-grade} Earthly Branches… or even to Terrestrial Dragon.

At that ti, I might not be able to live with the three misters anymore.

But I really did hope White Goat gege could leave.

This place was clearly not part of the normal world. Soone as kind as White Goat gege shouldn’t be trapped here for the rest of his life.

This place felt like a giant prison, trapping all of us inside.

The misters said that once we boarded this train, we could never leave.

Each of us was actually a {participant} here, even after we put on the masks. Every ti this topic ca up… the misters' expressions would grow heavy with sorrow.

It was as if we had trapped ourselves here, whether we were participants or not... it seed like no one could ever get out.