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Chao'X held a bottle of rough wine and staggered over to Razal, who was sitting alone in the corner. He reached out, attempting to offer the rich wine to Razal, his eyes revealing a rare sense of friendliness and concern. However, Razal simply shook his head gently, rejecting this sudden kindness. In Razal's heart, he knew clearly that the alcoholic beverage in the hands of these orcs was mixed with who knows what impurities, and long-term consumption would only cause serious harm to the body, dulling the mind.
Seeing Razal's refusal, Chao'X did not appear angry or disappointed. He just sighed softly and then sat down next to Razal, enjoying the bottle of wine on his own. Chao'X's behavior, though seemingly casual, was particularly precious in this world of orcs where brutality and violence were the norm.
In the midst of the Chao'X and noise inside the ship, Chao'X's actions seemed to create a small refuge for Razal, allowing him to feel a rare sense of peace and security. Although Razal still adhered to his principles and refused to touch alcohol, he couldn't help but feel a subtle warmth towards Chao'X's simple friendliness deep in his heart. The two of them sat quietly, and the surrounding clamor seemed unrelated to them. In that moment, Razal felt an unprecedented calmness.
Chao'X's voice sounded particularly deep amidst the clamor of the ship. He turned to look at Razal with eyes that carried an elusive emotion, and softly asked, "Hey, Razal, how long has it been since you left the Xie Ri clan?" His question seemed to carry a hint of exploration, perhaps out of curiosity about Razal's past life, or maybe out of concern for his current state of mind.
Razal slightly adjusted his body to seek a more comfortable sitting position, then absentmindedly ran his hand through his messy hair and hesitantly replied, "It's been about two years, I guess?" His voice carried a hint of indifference, as if he wasn't too concerned about the passage of time.
Upon hearing Razal's response, Chao'X nodded, seemingly making some silent calculation in his mind, and then asked, "Do you enjoy drifting in space?" This question undoubtedly touched upon Razal's longing for freedom, perhaps for him, space was not just an empty void, but also a way to escape the constraints of reality.
Razal paused for a moment, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes, before finally answering, "It's okay... I prefer being in space rather than on the ground." There was a mysterious tranquility in his voice, as if in the boundless expanse of the universe, he could find a kind of peace and freedom that belonged only to him. Even among this group of rough and unreasonable orcs, Razal could still hold onto his love for drifting endlessly in space, and this emotion became the most precious solace for him in this chaotic world.
Chao'X suddenly burst into a deafening laughter, the sound echoing within the narrow confines of the ship, drawing the attention of the other orcs around. He seemed to find Razal's answer quite amusing, as if Razal's preference was so incomprehensible to him, even a bit foolish. Shaking his head, Chao'X seemed unable to believe Razal's inclination, exclaiming loudly, "Oh my! Nerd! You are really different."
He spoke while vigorously waving his two strong arms and legs, as if to show Razal something. "Look!" Chao'X exclaimed loudly, his voice carrying a rugged straightforwardness and unapologetic honesty, "We have two legs, two hands! We are born to live on the ground! Not in space!"
In Chao'X's eyes, every orc should be grounded, enjoying the thrill of running and hunting on the vast earth, rather than drifting in the cold, void of space. His words and actions undoubtedly challenged Razal's values and unconsciously denied his space dreams.
However, Chao'X added a sentence in the midst of laughter: "So cheer up, bookworm!" Although this sentence was mixed in with mockery, it also revealed a subtle, unnoticed care and encouragement. In this world of savage and lawless orcs, Chao'X's behavior may be his way of trying to offer Razal some support and encouragement. For Razal, this straightforward and rough care from Chao'X might be the rare warmth he could receive during this long journey through space.
Facing Chao'X's direct and rough energy, Razal simply smiled lightly. His mindset was mature, knowing that he was different from others and had no intention of changing to fit into the orc world. Razal held onto his independence and uniqueness, understanding that his path was not the same as others'. This self-identity allowed him to maintain an unusual calm and confidence within the rough orc community.
Facing the comments about Chao'X, Razal showed no displeasure at all, but instead demonstrated a deep sense of tolerance and respect. He knew that every living being has its own way of existence, whether it's the beastmen running on the ground or himself seeking self-worth in the vast universe, all deserving of respect. So, he responded to Chao'X in a soft voice, with a hint of humor and self-deprecation: "Perhaps bookworms are better suited for outer space than the ground."
This statement not only serves as a response to Chao'X, but also as a confirmation of Razal's own way of life. He accepted his uniqueness with a relaxed and comfortable attitude, without trying to change to please others. This display of confidence and self-identity might be the reason he can maintain independence and inner peace in this world of beastmen, filled with strife and savagery. The frankness of Chao'X also invisibly increased their mutual understanding and respect, despite their vastly different views of the world.
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