Back to the Apocalypse

Chapter 6: Leave

After returning to his room, Bai Jing locked the door. Looking around to the left corner, there sat a 3 foot tall safe. Keying in the well memorized password, with a "Pui", the door opened. Bai Jing's pupils suddenly contracted, like a cat's eyes, they become a long narrow line. His first reaction was that, this could not be!

The safe was empty. Besides a machete, there was nothing else.　

Where were mother's relics?　

Bai Jing's face became livid, only feeling his blood boil up. He was furious, an indescribable anger churning in his chest, no, not quite!

Just then, he calmed down. Besides himself, no one knew what that password was. The things inside could not have been taken away by others, and he remembers very clearly, in the last life when the outbreak occurred, the things in the safe were still intact.

This machete...

Bai Jing slowly stretched out his hand and gently wiped the machete on his hand. The perfect handle and scabbard, gave off a simple and old atmosphere. Cold and sacred, he pulled the blade out from the scabbard. The blade flashed, showing its restrained magnificence. The blade's curvature turned upwards elegantly, followed by a thinner aft end, and if he remembered right, this machete was mistakenly lost in his confrontation with the zombie. That is, out of his mother's relics, it was the only thing that didn't disappear after the mutation of the hidden dimension.

Inside his heart there definitely was disappointment, loss, bitterness, regret, but all are not worth Bai Jing's shock to the heart. Never had he been like this. It was clear that he was born again, that this was not a dream nor a parallel world, but a real jump back in time because it was the same dimension so what was lost will not come back.

Crystal tears ran down his face. Bai Jing cried and laughed, though he thought he would not cry. He was glad everything has not happened, that there was still time to change. Just thinking of his mother's relics, Bai Jing's heart was saddened. Sadly hanging his head, he tightly held the knife in his arms, for this was the only thing he yearned.

Mother was D University's school flower, but unfortunately her lifelong mistake was meeting his father. All she had left were relics, his grandfather's entire collection of antiques from throughout his life, but it was all gone now...　

Bai Jing bowed with a bitter smile, suddenly feeling a bit hypocritical. In fact, those things were already gone from his previous life, right?　

Wrapped up in a good mood, Bai Jing sent the machete into the dimension. At least he has it as a souvenir!　

When it was night, he thought he would toss and turn all night long, but he did not expect he would have a good night's sleep. How long had it been since he had such peaceful sleep, such deep sleep. After the outbreak, around five years before his death, he never seemed to have had such a stable sleep, either, so he really wanted to cuddle the bed!

But...

Thinking of those spying eyes downstairs, within his smile was hidden concern about the blade. He did not want to stay in this house for another moment.　

He quickly finished grooming, went downstairs, where Wang Xuebing and Cao Lei had been waiting to follow him. Nanny Chen kept talking, with a few words of blame from time to time.　

Wang Xuebing kept his head nodding, Cao Lei slovenly crossed his legs, loosing a nasty laugh. His pair of dark eyes randomly looked around, not knowing how much of Nanny Chen's words got into his ears. Seeing Bai Jing arrive, his eyes brightened. He stood up, chest quite straight as if to salute: " Yong master -" 　

When Wang Xuebing heard this voice, and his eyes begging for help swept over.　

Nanny Chen got angry at once. She was not very satisfied with these two bodyguards. They normally had not a positive attitude nor discipline. Not waiting for her to say anything, Cao Lei asked: "Where would young master like to go? Would you like me to book a ticket?"