Chapter 1,404 The Beetle and the Old Man. Continued
As long as no one sees it.
If someone sees it, like now, if a beetle is caught by a human, it will have no power to fight back.
It knows how humans treat bugs.
Humans don't like bugs.
As soon as you see an insect, you basically kill it.
It's not a bug.
It's a monster.
But in human eyes, it is just a bug.
It didn't want to die so unjustly.
Although maybe humans knew it was a monster and wanted to kill it.
Humans don't really like monsters either.
Especially a weak and useless monster like it.
...
The old man was stunned.
Did he just...hear a hallucination?
He reached out and rubbed his ears.
I'm so old that I even have auditory hallucinations.
Sure enough, I can’t accept the old age.
...
"let me go!"
Seeing that the old man didn't respond, the beetle became more and more panicked.
Don't kill it!
...
The old man suddenly opened his eyes wide.
He heard it again.
It's not an auditory hallucination.
it is true!
The source of that voice...
The old man raised the insect in his hand and said, "Just now...were you talking?"
The insect spoke?!
The old man looked in disbelief.
How can it be?
But-
"let me go!"
The beetle shouted angrily at the old man.
His body was constantly struggling between the old man's fingers.
…
it is true.
The bugs really spoke.
There was a ridiculous feeling in the old man's heart.
He was already half-footed in the coffin, but at the end of his life, he actually experienced such a magical thing...
The familiar world in his eyes has become a little strange.
His outlook on life was severely impacted.
He actually heard a worm talking?!
He took a slow, deep breath.
wrong.
Since I can talk...
"Are you a bug?"
The old man suspected that this was not a bug at all, at least not an ordinary bug.
He had seen a lot of bugs, but none of them could speak human words like this one.
…
"I'm not a bug!"
The unknown insect-like creature screamed in annoyance.
But because of the child-like voice, to the ears of the elderly, it sounds like a child acting mischievously.
The old man's eyebrows were slightly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth even had a slightly upward curve.
…
"I'm a monster!"
…
The old man's expression paused.
Monster, monster?!
He subconsciously asked, "What monster?"
…
"Beetroot."
"I am a beetle."
The little monster shouted word by word.
…
After a brief conversation, silence fell in the air, and a stagnant atmosphere filled the air.
The old man's lips moved and he could not speak for a while.
A beetle?
First of all, this beetle can talk, so it is not the beetle he knew before.
Or, is this an ordinary beetle that has become a beetle?
Monster...?
…
"Hey, let me go first."
Seeing that the old man had no follow-up response, Zhi took a look at the old man's expression and deliberately slowed down his tone.
"It's uncomfortable for you to hold me like this."
It also made it a little frightened.
If this human being accidentally exerts force, won't it suffer?
Although it is not so weak that it will die if a human pinches it, then it will really be no different from an insect, but it is not without feelings.
It will also hurt.
…
The old man suddenly came to his senses.
He pinched the bug with one hand and pushed up his reading glasses with the other hand.
This is a snow-white insect, no, a monster.
The visual effect is like mutton-fat white jade, and it does not look like a mortal thing.
Even the feel is like good warm jade.
The old man rubbed his fingers slightly.
…
"let me go."
Seeing that the human was just staring at it without relaxing its grip at all, the beetle couldn't help but scream again.
"Let me go first."
"I do not go."
"You can take your time and watch."
It also understands that humans are somewhat curious when seeing monsters.
However, it is not sure whether the human being in front of it is repulsive or friendly towards monsters.
In short, as long as it is free, the room for change will be much greater.
Human strength may be greater than it, but it is still somewhat confident in speed.
How could a human be so big run faster than it?
…
The old man seemed a little moved by the beetle's words.
His fingers moved slightly.
The beetle's eyes lit up.
However, the old man squeezed the beetle tightly and confirmed again, "You really won't run away?"
Although he was surprised when the insect spoke, he was also surprised when the insect said he was a monster.
However, after the initial shock and disbelief, the old man did not feel much fear.
Obviously, even monsters are weak and unable to break free if they are pinched by themselves.
Even his voice is like a child's.
At least... this monster is not the kind of cruel monster that can kill people as described in some strange stories.
More like monsters in children's storybooks.
The old man didn't let go of it, not because he was worried that the other party would hurt him, but because he was worried about what if the little monster took the opportunity to escape.
He finally saw a monster.
Even though he was much older, he was as excited as a child at this time.
Therefore, he repeatedly sought assurance from this little monster, "You really won't run away?"
"I won't hurt you."
"Don't run away."
…
"knew."
"I won't run away!"
The beetle assured again and again.
What a verbose human being!
The beetle was a little crazy.
They say it won't run away.
It keeps its word.
Of course, the premise is that this human being really does what he said and will not harm it.
Otherwise, it is not a fool and will naturally run away.
…
The old man put the beetle on the bookshelf and carefully released his hand.
Staring at the beetle with unblinking eyes.
The beetle stretched his body.
I just felt like I could breathe easier all of a sudden.
Being controlled by others is not a pleasant experience.
Free air is the sweetest.
…
Seeing the beetle twisting left and right, the old man couldn't help but have a hint of smile in his eyes.
The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes relax.
After noticing this, the beetle stopped moving somewhat uncomfortably.
"What?"
"I move my muscles and bones."
"Who asked you to pinch me for so long?"
In the eyes of the old man, the beetle with its teeth and claws was showing a bit of sternness.
The smile on the old man's face became more obvious.
…
"Beetroot, have you always been here?"
"In this bookstore?"
The old man asked curiously.
"Um."
Seeing that the old man really didn't mean to hurt it as he said, the beetle relaxed a little and started chatting with the human.
Sometimes, just occasionally, it actually wants to find someone to talk to.
"I watched your hair turn gray."
The beetle was somewhat proud.
"When you first opened the store, once..."
The beetle talked about the old man's past embarrassing things.
Looking at the beetle who was beaming and gloating about his misfortune, the old man looked a little embarrassed and helpless, but his brows were relaxed and there was a slight smile in his eyes.