Chapter 65

In the dead of night, Bu Ye sat cross-legged in his tent, focusing on activating the tenth major star.

He was quite experienced with this, so the entire process was very relaxed.

When the nebula in his heart finally changed color from the center, and the strange energy spread outward, it marked the official start of the activation of his tenth major star.

He quickly divided part of his attention to his left calf, left and right waist, right shoulder, and neck. This was the best opportunity to sense the positions of the other five minor stars, and he couldn't afford to miss it.

Sure enough, most of the energy dispersed by the heart nebula was absorbed by the major star in the diaphragm, but a small amount spread throughout his body. A small, dry well immediately appeared in the center of his left calf, slowly absorbing that energy.

However, Bu Ye had already vaguely sensed the minor star in his left calf before. Now, the main focus was on sensing the other four.

Bu Ye's attention became increasingly concentrated, not missing any unusual changes in his left and right waist, right shoulder, and neck.

There was a reason why minor stars were hard to activate. At this moment, Bu Ye found it difficult to sense any changes in his left and right waist, right shoulder, and neck.

As the tenth major star was about to be fully activated, if he couldn't sense the changes, it would be too late. Bu Ye couldn't help but feel anxious.

Then, nothing happened...

Even after the tenth major star was fully activated, he still couldn't sense the positions of the remaining four minor stars. In other words, he hadn't even achieved the first step of activating the minor stars as Hong Guang had said...

Sitting there for a moment, Bu Ye shrugged and smiled, then didn't care anymore.

Ultimately, he mainly relied on the black gas produced by his cancer cells devouring souls to activate the minor stars. There was no need to rush at the moment.

Activating the tenth major star in such a short time was already quite impressive. His physical strength increased by 0.2, bringing the total to 4, while the improvement in his cancer cells was minimal. The ratio between the two had already reached 4:1!

Bu Ye took a deep breath and decided to leave the tent to get some fresh air.

The camp was on a large grassland. After coming out, Bu Ye lay down comfortably on the ground, looking up at the sky.

Under the blood-red moonlight, the entire world seemed unusually peaceful. Even the stars were mostly red, winking at him in the night sky.

Sometimes, Bu Ye couldn't help but think that, in the eyes of the moon and stars in the sky, humans and all other short-lived creatures were nothing. They just coldly observed everything happening in the world, and even the most intense conflicts and so-called grand loves among these creatures were just fleeting moments to them...

But, Bu Ye would also think, if the existence of all short-lived creatures was meaningless, what was the meaning of the existence of the moon and stars in the sky? Was it to revolve with the universe? Or was it just to watch over these short-lived creatures?

Bu Ye really couldn't figure it out, but he was determined to understand...

Shaking his head and smiling, Bu Ye thought of another hypothesis.

What if humans had inherent limitations? Just like how humans could never grow to be 10 meters tall, what if they also had limitations in their mental capacity?

What if the so-called divergent thinking was destined to never reach certain corners?

Or, even more contrary, what if human divergent thinking was just a small corner of the "universe of thought"? If the true universe of thought were compared to a large warehouse, human thought might be confined to a box in a corner of that warehouse, never spreading beyond the box.

What was the truth?

If he were still on Earth, Bu Ye would never find the answer even if he lived another hundred years.

But in this world, with the heart nebula and blood star in his body, after encountering the red light and even creating his own world, he felt he might have a chance to uncover the truth.

Bu Ye was lost in thought, looking up at the sky, when a voice suddenly came from his left rear. Although it was very light, the night was so quiet that it immediately caught his attention.

Bu Ye was too lazy to turn around and uncomfortably tilted his head to the left rear, only to see a few tents standing quietly in the moonlight.

Maybe someone had just turned over in their sleep?

With the escort of the official army, the camp was quite orderly, and even the placement of the tents was carefully arranged. The outermost area still had torches burning, with guards on duty. In such an environment, there shouldn't be any troublemakers.

However, Bu Ye underestimated some people's boldness.

The light sound came again, clearly from behind a tent about twenty meters in front. Then, a figure stealthily emerged from behind the tent.

The figure quickly scanned the surroundings, and upon seeing no one, rushed forward and hid behind another tent.

After several such moves, the figure reached the tent on Bu Ye's left, and his breathing became heavier.

It was Luo Xiu's tent.

Bu Ye knew what the person was up to, but he didn't make any big movements. He just slightly moved his upper body to face Luo Xiu's tent.

Throughout the process, Bu Ye didn't make a sound, just watching with amusement.

The footsteps sounded again, each step very light. The figure was now moving around the tent from behind.

Finally, he reappeared in Bu Ye's line of sight. At this moment, he was so focused on his plan that he didn't notice someone lying on the ground nearby.

Soon, the figure reached the front of Luo Xiu's tent. After hesitating for a few seconds, he began to lift the tent flap, holding his breath.

But he couldn't lift it.

Luo Xiu's tent was bought by Bu Ye, and he had instructed her to secure it before going to bed, so it was indeed hard to open from the outside.

Seeing that he was about to enter the widow's tent but was blocked by a flap, the person became anxious.

However, since this was a secret affair, he couldn't get angry or use brute force to tear the flap open.

For the next five minutes, Bu Ye just watched the person fidget in front of the tent, almost digging into the ground if he had a shovel...

The term "色急" (色急, literally "hastily lustful") was aptly fitting at this moment.

Finally, the person, out of frustration, made a louder noise.

Luo Xiu, who was in the tent, was startled awake but wasn't sure if there was really any noise. She lowered her voice and asked, "Who's there?"

The person was so scared that he didn't dare to make a sound, completely frozen in place.

Fortunately, Bu Ye had good self-control, or he would have burst out laughing.

After a few seconds, Luo Xiu didn't hear any more noise and lay down again.

The person was so scared that he no longer dared to think about Luo Xiu. The disappointment was immense.

When the tent was completely quiet, the person didn't turn around but slowly backed away, finally sitting down on the ground in dejection.

He supported himself with his hands behind him, staring at Luo Xiu's tent in a daze.

After a while, he got up to leave, subconsciously glancing to his left.

There, Bu Ye was lying on the grass, his eyes reflecting the blood-red moonlight, and he greeted with a sincere smile, "Hello."

"Ahhh!!!" A non-human scream erupted from the person, startling the entire camp.

Before the echo of the scream faded, Bu Ye had already sprung up with his left hand on the ground, and with a right punch, hit the person's neck, sending him flying.

Bu Ye didn't stay, quickly rushing back to his tent, unseen by anyone.

Soon, the camp was in chaos. In no time, everyone knew that a soldier was lying in front of Luo Xiu's tent, nearly dead, with a broken neck, clearly beyond saving.

No one knew what had happened, so they could only speculate.

Bu Ye was questioned by the captain, but he claimed to know nothing.

An hour later, the captain let everyone go back to rest and increased the guard. As for the nearly dead soldier, nothing could be done...

Bu Ye was about to go back to rest when Sheng'er, who had been scared awake and was with his mother, suddenly called out, "Uncle Bu, I'm scared."

Bu Ye smiled and said, "Don't worry, your mother is here."

"My mother is scared too," Sheng'er immediately replied.

Bu Ye was taken aback and turned to look at Luo Xiu, who looked embarrassed, but it seemed Sheng'er was right.

It turned out that Luo Xiu had been pretending to be calm all along.

"Alright, you and your mother go inside and sleep, I'll guard outside."

Luo Xiu quickly said, "No need."

"Uncle Bu, I want to hear a story."

Luo Xiu looked at Bu Ye apologetically, about to scold Sheng'er, but Bu Ye hesitated and said, "Alright, I'll tell you a story, then you go to sleep."

"Okay."

That night, Bu Ye didn't leave Luo Xiu's tent until dawn...

The next evening, when they set up camp again, Bu Ye and Luo Xiu's tents were still next to each other. After Bu Ye finished telling Sheng'er a story, Luo Xiu followed him back to his tent.

On the seventh day, the eighth day...

Luo Xiu felt as if she was under Bu Ye's spell, slowly sinking into a dream, hoping that the city of Muyuan would never be reached.