Heroes' Prison

Chapter 470 - 460 Zi Xing

Soon, Huang Yi heard a rustling sound from behind. He was curious, but still did not turn his head to look.

"Okay! Turn around now!" Finally, Qin Shiyu’s voice came from behind.

Huang Yi, unable to wait any longer, turned his head and looked at Qin Shiyu. In an instant, he could not take his eyes off her.

Qin Shiyu had completely changed her attire. Her previously valiant and striking warrior armor had been replaced with a cool tube top leather skirt, revealing most of her soft chest. The skirt was very short, exposing her white and straight legs that shone as they closed together, her gorgeous figure exciting the blood...

"Staring, are you?" Qin Shiyu stretched out a hand and waved it in front of Huang Yi’s eyes.

"No, I was just thinking the material of your clothes is nice..." Huang Yi shook his head as if he truly was admiring her clothes.

"Hmph, don’t you want to ask me why I’m dressed like this?" Qin Shiyu frowned her tall nose and pursed her lips, "Have you forgotten what today’s holiday is?"

"Holiday? What holiday is today?" Huang Yi was slightly startled, and only then, he noticed that Qin Shiyu’s other hand was behind her back, as if hiding something.

Qin Shiyu bit her full and glossy lips, eventually bringing her hand from behind.

In her hand was a rose, tender and appealing, quietly blooming in the isolated Tower of Pantheons.

Huang Yi stared dully at the rose, smelling the fragrance of the flower along with Qin Shiyu’s unique scent, standing there like a block of wood.

"Today is Valentine’s Day, February 14th. Did you forget?" Qin Shiyu looked somewhat downcast as if feeling wronged while staring at Huang Yi.

"Sorry, I... I forgot." Huang Yi scratched his head and said, embarrassed. He really had forgotten.

"I knew you wouldn’t remember! So, I prepared the gift you were supposed to give me!" said Qin Shiyu, as she thrust the rose into Huang Yi’s hands, her face full of expectation, "Now, give me this rose quickly!"

After saying that, her cheeks flushed as she fiddled with her skirt, staring at Huang Yi shyly yet blissfully, like a girl in her first love.

"I’m sorry." Huang Yi’s eyes reddened, and he pursed his lips, "I can’t even do this little thing right. You want a gift, but have to prepare it yourself. I’ve let you down."

"Then you have to keep me company all day today!" Qin Shiyu said, stepping forward and taking Huang Yi’s arm, pressing her chest tightly against him.

"This rose is for you." Huang Yi finally offered the rose that Qin Shiyu had put in his hands to her. Her face was close at hand, making the beautiful rose against her delicate skin even more enticing.

Qin Shiyu shyly took the rose, not daring to meet Huang Yi’s intense gaze.

"Look, Xiao Chunzi is here!" Huang Yi suddenly exclaimed. However, his eyes remained fixed on Qin Shiyu’s bust, as he nervously extended a hand.

Qin Shiyu was startled and reflexively looked back to the place where Xiao Chunzi was supposed to be offline, but no one was there. While she was still puzzled, she suddenly felt a large hand on her chest.

"Ah! Don’t squeeze there; it’s ticklish~"

...

Thus, Huang Yi and Qin Shiyu spent the entire day dawdling in the Tower of Pantheons. Xiao Chunzi never came online after they had eaten, and was nowhere to be found.

At this time, the stars shone brilliantly, and a huge bright moon hung in the sky with the Ring Mountains clearly visible on its surface, almost close enough to touch. Huang Yi and Qin Shiyu had finished all their Tower of Pantheons runs and had come to the topmost layer of the Sky Garden in Dragon City.

This is a place unreachable by ordinary people, surrounded by roses, where Huang Yi and Qin Shiyu lay, gazing up at the stars in the sky.

Resting her head on Huang Yi’s arm, Qin Shiyu stared at the brilliant starry sky and said, "Brother Yi, do you know why your prison is named Rose Prison?"

"It seems to be because the island where Rose Prison is located is covered with roses," responded Huang Yi, holding a rose in his mouth. Roses represent romance, while prisons symbolize darkness—the two words are almost antithetical. Yet, when they are put together, it is indeed quite peculiar.

"Not at all!" Qin Shiyu turned to look at Huang Yi’s profile, her voice soft: "Actually, the naming of the prison has to do with Mr. Huang Sha, the president of Era Corporation. During the global Cold Storage, the woman he deeply loved was put inside a cold storage unit, but Mr. Huang Sha wasn’t stored. To wait for her awakening, he filled an entire city with roses. The city became like a prison, firmly locking away his heart. Later, he stayed there, aging day by day, waiting for the girl to wake up from cold storage. The name ’Rose Prison’ originates from this; it represents an absolute solitude, a disconnection from the world. Every girl in the world hopes that there will be a boy who will plant roses in an entire city for her, what a romantic thing that would be!"

"Then I will plant an entire city’s worth of roses for you," Huang Yi said with a smile.

"No!" Qin Shiyu hugged Huang Yi tightly, lying in his embrace, "I hate the name ’Rose Prison.’ It locked you up for so long, and all I wish is for the World Federation to be overthrown soon so you can come out of that prison quickly. I hate Mr. Huang Sha as well; he could easily abolish the Federation but chooses to remain indifferent!"

Huang Yi stroked Qin Shiyu’s hair and said, "The real world and The Second World are the same. The World Federation is akin to The Seven Archdemons, while Era Corporation is like the system; they won’t interfere with this world. If we want to overthrow the World Federation, we have to depend on everyone’s efforts. When I proposed the Hero’s Covenant and united various countries to fight The Seven Archdemons, there was another consideration. I hope that one day, when I am capable enough to call upon all the people in the world, I can unite them in the real world to fight against the World Federation, just as we fight The Seven Archdemons."

"I’ve always been curious, why hasn’t the World Federation sent anyone to operate in The Second World? Could it be that we haven’t gotten this information? But Number 4’s intelligence system has always been very thorough, it’s not likely that the World Federation could hide from it," said Qin Shiyu with a suspicious look.

Huang Yi pinched Qin Shiyu’s face, indifferent, "Even the most powerful intelligence systems can’t cover everything. If the World Federation is cautious, it’s normal for Number 4 to not find them. Take our organization, for example, who in the world would think Number 2 is one of our people?"

"That’s true, perhaps some of the masters in this competition are from the World Federation," Qin Shiyu said, looking at Huang Yi with concern, her eyes clear, "Brother Yi, the individual competition is about to start, and today you’re facing Zi Xing, the most outstanding newcomer from India last year. Don’t you want to prepare?"

"Actually, at this level, it all depends on the accumulation of past experience; last-minute preparation doesn’t really make a difference," Huang Yi shook his head, maintaining a calm mindset for the upcoming match.

And so, the two lay amidst the rose ocean of the Sky Garden, watching the stars above, waiting for the moment of the match to come.

"[System Prompt]: The time for the match has arrived. Would you like to teleport to the competition venue immediately?"

Finally, the time for the match had come.

"Brother Yi, I am going to watch your match now, you’ve got this!" After saying this, Qin Shiyu kissed Huang Yi on the face and then teleported to the battlefield.

Huang Yi touched the spot on his face where Qin Shiyu had kissed him and smiled slightly before teleporting to the two-dimensional battlefield.

Once again familiar noises filled the air, the shouts of countless spectators poured down toward the center of the battlefield, surrounding Huang Yi. The audience for this match was even larger than the one in the morning; China and India are the two most populous countries in the world, and even if only a small portion of those populations watch the match, it’s enough to overcrowd the venue.

By that time, Huang Yi’s opponent, Zi Xing, was already standing opposite him. He was a man in his twenties, appearing rather mature, his face covered with a dark beard, and his skin bronzed, giving a rugged impression. Yet, his profession was that of a priest.

Priests typically serve a healing role, but that doesn’t mean they lack offensive power. Their battles are equally ferocious, and the various negative statuses they can inflict can make an enemy’s life miserable. And when they run out of health, they can quickly heal up; fights against them often take a very long time to decide a winner.

This Zi Xing in front of him was a top-level Priest master. In the last Best Newcomer Award voting rate, Zi Xing was originally first until overtaken by Huang Yi and Thunder God, but he still occupied the third and fourth spots, never dropping out of the top five. Later, he and Huang Yi, Thunder God, Sakura, Yang Yuheng, and others were nominated for the Best Newcomer Award.

He has now become one of the leaders of the Indian players. In this Grand Combat Tournament, only three Indians made it to the 64 in the individual competition. One was India’s number one fighter Ganges, who was in Group B; another was the world’s number one Wind Mage Hong Lian, also in Group B; and the third was Zi Xing, in the same Group A as Huang Yi!

"God of Slaughter!" Just then, Zi Xing called out to Huang Yi from afar, his tone slightly urgent, attracting the attention of all the audience and reporters.

"What’s the matter?" Huang Yi responded with a courteous nod, knowing from Zi Xing’s manner that he must have something important to say.

Zi Xing pursed his lips and said, "I personally very much agree with the Hero’s Covenant you spoke about with Heavenly Dao this morning. A Giant General is also invading our Indian Continent, and as one of the leaders of the Indian players, at this crucial moment, I must make the contribution that’s required. I hope that for our match, we both follow the Hero’s Covenant and refrain from using Ultimate Skills; I want to reserve my greatest strength for those from the Demon Clan." (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Starting Point (qidian.com) to cast your Recommendation Ticket and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)