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Chapter five hundred and forty second opponent

In a dream.

She took his hand, told him to get up, and then hummed a song to make breakfast in the kitchen.

He lay on the bed, staring at his back as he wrote a novel, and wrote memoirs. He also got along well with Aida and had afternoon tea together.

That scene only exists in a world without the blood clan. They have escaped poverty and moral pressure and live like ordinary people.

Qin Yi knew that Liu Xiyue did not exist, perhaps it was just a subconscious imagination of a future that could not exist in his subconscious mind.

It would be great if Liu Yuxi was by her side at this time. She could ask her to provide psychological counseling for herself. With the woman's eloquence, even if she couldn't get the correct answer, it would not be difficult to give a foolish explanation.

If Qin Yi had dreamed of these things in the past, he would be very happy because if he wanted to persevere when he was desperate, he would need some more illusory things to stimulate himself.

But now he has no feeling about these dreams. Every day when he wakes up in the morning and opens his eyes, he only thinks of one person, that is Bai Mufeng.

It was not Bai Mufeng who was hiding behind the deep curtains, but Bai Mufeng who was hiding behind the deep curtains and manipulating everything.

Qin Yi wants to win.

Although he wanted to win from the beginning, his nature is different from the current desire for victory.

He once heard a saying that the princess was dead, but the dragon-slaying boy was still burning.

Perhaps he is the same now. In the process of constantly pursuing salvation, the meaning of this strongest enemy to him has also quietly changed.

Qin Yi had never really seen Bai Mufeng. He knew that he might never see the real him in his life, but he really wanted to sit down with the other side and have a good talk, not as an enemy, but as a friend.

No, you don’t even need to be friends, you don’t need any relationship… Just a conversation is enough.

Perhaps, he just wanted to know what the goal he had been trying to surpass was.

"This time, it's the last one. I wonder what you think of me?" Qin Yi looked up at the sky and murmured to himself.

...

Tarisi.

This is a continuous meniscus island located on the Atlantic Ocean. Due to its geographical location, it has no characteristics, cannot be a tourist attraction, and cannot develop its own industry. Therefore, the residents on this island are engaged in a relatively old profession - fisherman.

Although the people here are not different from the outside world, they are isolated from the world in some ways. They don’t care about the competition on Wall Street in the United States, nor do they care about the turmoil of the international economic situation. They only care about the harvest of their own fishing, and look at the things in TV, just like looking at the life of the world on the other side that is out of reach.

In a small wooden hut on the beach, a handsome young man with a dark-haired face sat on a chair and looked at the computer in front of him with a smile.

"Qin Yi...it's really not easy to get to this point."

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a knock on the door sounded. An old man pushed open the door, leaned in, grinned and exposed his yellow teeth all over Bai Mufeng.

"Mr. Bai, are you going to go fishing with me today?"

"Okay." Bai Mufeng closed the notebook and went out with the old man.

"Come on! The whole boat is waiting for you. Now they say that they won't go out to sea without you. I can't persuade you, hahaha!"

The old fisherman who spoke, named Emon, had lived on this island with his son, and like other fishermen, he had been fishing for generations.

Just five years ago, the boss came here to donate several large fishing boats to them, and then everyone started fishing together.

Although the fish caught were sold to the boss at a cheaper price, with those fishing boats, their fishermen had much better living conditions.

Emon started two years ago and the first thing he did when he went out was to come here to ask the young Asian man named Bai if he would like to go out to sea to catch fish with them.

Because as long as he is there, they will basically return with a full load every time. Mr. Bai is good at watching fish and the weather.

Everyone knows that the weather at sea is not accurate, but Mr. Bai just sees it accurately.

They are obviously people who make a living by the sea, and their knowledge and means of fishing are much better than this layman, but without him, the harvest will not work.

Of course, in addition to this reason, there is another reason, that is, Mr. Bai is a person who has seen the world. He is good at telling stories and knows a lot. With him on the boat, he won’t work hard for a day.

The most important thing is that there are few rich people as approachable as him.

Emon could be sure that the other party was very rich. This can be seen from the other party's food, clothing, and speech. The computer he usually uses looks extraordinary. It doesn't require that kind of thing. Only those people in the town in the center of the island can use it.

Old Emon was convinced that the Asian man named Bai was a richer man than the big boss who donated to their fishing boats, because he had never seen him work, and every time they returned from fishing, they saw him lying on the beach and basking in the sun.

Another reason to convince Old Emmon that Bai Mufeng is a rich man is that Bai Mufeng likes to go out to sea and fish with them very much.

For them, fishing is a job, a very tiring and hard thing. If it is not for the sake of a livelihood, no one will be willing to do such a boring job.

But Bai Mufeng was happy with this, which shows that he had never been exposed to physical work before.

There must be some reason why a rich man like him lives in seclusion on such a remote island and joins these poor fishermen.

"Mr. Bai, it seems that something big happens outside recently."

"Well, I know, a vampire."

"You are indeed well-informed. My relatives in the town came to our village a few days ago and showed me a few things, which were the vampire you mentioned... From what he meant, it seems that there are those monsters everywhere in the world now." Old Emon's tone was filled with worry.

Bai Mufeng glanced at the other person indifferently and followed him without saying a word.

Not long after, a large iron ship appeared in the sight of the two people. They boarded the boat from the dock. The young man on the boat saw Bai Mufeng coming and cheered. A young man with yellow skin jumped in front of Bai Mufeng and handed a bag of food to Bai Mufeng.

"Mr. Bai, thank you! I made up with my girlfriend yesterday!"

"Hu Sha, get out of here! Mr. Bai won't eat this kind of thing!" Old Emon glared and scolded.

The young fisherman named Husha had just expressed a little sadness when Bai Mufeng took the other party's bag.

He looked inside: "Oh? Bread, thank you. I was thinking about having some snack last night, but I didn't want to go to town, your bread was just right."

Hu Sha was stunned. After reacting, he said happily: "My mother made it herself yesterday! She specially added a lot of honey! Everyone said it was delicious!"
Chapter completed!
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