Chapter 740: Extra 14: The Return of Chen Yi’s Eldest Son, Chen Yue (Part 2) Chapter 740: Extra 14: The Return of Chen Yi’s Eldest Son, Chen Yue (Part 2) Chen Yi paused for a moment before chuckling lightly, “My son, Chen Miao, may not have died, he may have just traveled to another world.”

“Traveled to a different world.”

“Not dead?”

The Tuberculosis Rabbit blinked in surprise, then suddenly realized the possibility. Right, it wasn’t impossible–after all, someone who was hit and killed by their truck could transmigrate, so it wouldn’t be unreasonable for someone killed by a falling coconut to do the same.

But the likelihood was very small, that’s all.

After hesitating for a while, he couldn’t help but ask, “Yi, how did you think of this?”

He felt that Yi might be overly heartbroken and had concocted this story in his mind to console himself, as losing a child in one’s middle age is indeed one of life’s great sorrows. If only it had been the loss of a spouse in middle age–that would have been a cause for celebration.

Tsk tsk tsk.

He inwardly cursed several times, how could he curse his sister-in-law like that? She had been so kind to him, and besides, Yi and his sister-in-law had a very good relationship. After so many years, their affection hadn’t changed a bit.

“You all think about it.”

Chen Yi, lost in thought with a cigarette hanging from his mouth, tilted his head to gaze into the distance, “Why would the resurrection item fail to work?”

“Sword Without End can’t use his resurrection prop, and neither can I. Since the beginning of the game until now, when have we ever encountered a resurrection prop failing?”

“To say that it suddenly became unusable is also unreasonable.”

“Why does it work on everyone else, but just happens to fail on my son?”

“Don’t you all think that’s strange?”

“It’s as if fate was insisting on my son’s death, but my son hasn’t done anything bad, nor has he committed any outrageous acts. A few small faults here and there surely don’t warrant such a fate, do they?”

“Moreover, his father saved the world–doesn’t that count as immense merit? Even if the rest of his life is not entirely peaceful, shouldn’t he at least not die just like that?”

“So I thought of a possibility.”

“Why can it be used normally on everyone else, but it just fails to work on my son?”

“Don’t you find that strange?”

“It’s almost as if the heavens wanted my son to die, yet my son didn’t do anything bad or commit any atrocious acts; surely small faults shouldn’t warrant such punishment, right?”

“Moreover, his father saved the world, a feat of immeasurable merit. You can’t tell me that he should just die like this, not even considering half a lifetime of peace and safety.”

“So I thought of a possibility.” After a brief pause, Chen Yi said with a light chuckle, “My son, Chen Miao, might not be dead, he might have crossed over.”

“Crossed over to another world.”

“Not dead?”

Tuberculosis Rabbit was slightly stunned before reacting fiercely, “Right, that’s not impossible. After all, a person hit to death by a truck could cross over, so it’s reasonable to think someone killed by a falling coconut might cross over too.”

But the chance of this is very slight.

After hesitating for a long while, he couldn’t help but ask, “Yi, how did you come up with this idea?”

He felt that Yi might be overwhelmed by grief, inventing such a story to comfort himself, as, indeed, the loss of a child in middle age is one of life’s greatest tragedies. If only it were the loss of a wife at middle age; that would have been considered one of the great joys instead.

Tsk tsk tsk.

He cursed inwardly a few times, how could he jinx his sister-in-law, who was so kind to him? Besides, Yi’s relationship with his wife was very good, and over the years there had been no change in their affections.

“Think about it.”

Chen Yi, with a thoughtful expression, took a drag of his cigarette and turned his gaze toward the horizon, “Why would the resurrection prop stop working?”

“The resurrection prop in Sword Without End’s hands doesn’t work, and the resurrection prop in my hands doesn’t work either. Since the beginning of this upgradeable game, when have we ever encountered a failure of the resurrection prop?”

“To say it suddenly stopped working doesn’t make sense.”

“Why can it be used normally on everyone else, but it just fails to work on my son?”

“Don’t you find that strange?”

“It’s almost as if the heavens wanted my son to die, yet my son didn’t do anything bad or commit any atrocious acts; surely small faults shouldn’t warrant such punishment, right?”

“Moreover, his father saved the world,” Chen Yi paused again before saying with a light chuckle, “My son, Chen Miao, might not be dead, he might have crossed over.”

“Crossed over to another world.”

“Not dead?”

Tuberculosis Rabbit was slightly stunned before reacting fiercely, “Right, that’s not impossible. After all, a person hit to death by a truck could cross over, so it’s reasonable to think someone killed by a falling coconut might cross over too.”

But the chance of this is very slight.

After hesitating for a long while, he couldn’t help but ask, “Yi, how did you come up with this idea?”

He felt that Yi might be overwhelmed by grief, inventing such a story to comfort himself, as, indeed, the loss of a child in middle age is one of life’s greatest tragedies. If only it were the loss of a wife at middle age; that would have been considered one of the great joys instead.

Tsk tsk tsk.

He cursed inwardly a few times, how could he jinx his sister-in-law, who was so kind to him? Besides, Yi’s relationship with his wife was very good, and over the years there had been no change in their affections.

“Think about it.”