Chapter 231 Final Battle

Chu Hengkong was stunned for almost three seconds.

"You mean you're usually like this... ready to die at any moment?"

"Why don't I just practice Canxin Jue since I have nothing better to do?" Chongming said with a half-smile, "I'll die if I touch your Longxiang Fist. I can't practice it!"

"No, then how did you fight back then? Your physique is only good enough to decide the outcome in a short time. You'd be exhausted after running for an hour in a long-distance battle, right?!"

"Looking for someone to ride with me," Chongming said. "During the war, I rode on Dulanbai's Pegasus."

Chu Hengkong put his hand on his forehead, finally clearing up his confusion. He had always been curious about why Chongming, who was at point 7, was fighting with Du Lanbai, who was at point 5. It turned out that his physical condition was too weak and he had to rely on others to carry him.

Mr. Dulanbai's mission back then was probably to use an armed helicopter to drop bombs on the enemy and then retrieve the half-dead person after the incident was resolved...

After such a long partnership, it's no wonder Du Lanbai feels inferior. Seeing Chongming win every time after all these desperate struggles, any common-sense person would probably question their own purpose. In "Memories of the Murderous Blade," Du Lanbai definitely wants Chongming to go first. From his perspective, a broken helicopter is just a replacement, but without the bombs, they're gone for good...

"I didn't expect you guys to be so cheerful during the war."

"A fight is a fight, do we have to all look so sad?" Zhongming pointed at himself. "Look at me, even though I'm such a loser, I still insist on being a mature commander and a good brother to you newcomers. This is the spirit of the Allied forces!"

Chu Hengkong's mouth twitched twice: "How can you have the nerve to say the words "warm-hearted good brother" when your personality is so bad..."

"Are you looking for trouble, kid?! Honestly, haven't I been encouraging you guys all along?!"

"Yes, you are trying hard." Chu Hengkong's face was expressionless. "But every time you want to play the role of the big brother commander, you always try too hard to express the nuclear attack. Everyone in the institute has worked hard to cooperate with you in acting. Last time, after receiving your encouragement, Qingye secretly told me that he suspected that you had been in a high-pressure environment for too long and had collapsed, causing schizophrenia and a trance-like state."

Chongming started coughing loudly.

"On the contrary, you are extremely sarcastic and mean, and you are adept at hitting people where they are hurting. You always say something that hurts their hearts, and you can scold a newcomer to tears with just a few words." Chu Hengkong was merciless. "What kind of image do you think you have in everyone's mind?"

Chongming raised his middle finger and said, "Shut up, you bastard! I'm already getting angry."

Chu Hengkong smiled helplessly: "I'm not good at this anyway, why bother to dress myself up like this?"

A cold wind blew across their faces, the sound like a gentle laugh. Chongming looked up at the dark sky.

"Is there sunshine in the wilderness of despair?" he said suddenly.

"No."

"There's no sun or stars here. If you light a fire, you'll be arrested. If you sleep outside, you'll have nightmares," Chongming said. "After night falls, it's still dark. You can go through a whole day without seeing any light. You can watch each day pass by without feeling anything. It's like falling into an eternal hell.

This is a hopeless place, so people need light. That light can be a battle plan, a plan to become stronger, a dream, hope, or love and courage... but it must exist. Only with light can we illuminate the way forward and move forward.

Chongming picked up a piece of sand and threw it into the sea.

"Someone once said these words to me, and I shrugged them off, saying I could keep going even without light... It wasn't until much later that I realized they were right. But the people who could shine were gone, and I couldn't shine anymore. I could only imitate the way I remembered them," Chongming said. "You were right just now. I didn't imitate them at all. Now you have the power. You can be the real light."

"I'm a killer, and I'm not good at this." Chu Hengkong shrugged. "Besides, I'm not that strong. We were able to fight our way out thanks to your sword... I don't even know what it's called."

The fierce knife at Chu Hengkong's waist was still vibrating, seemingly growing more violent. Chongming glanced at the knife and said with a smile, "You pulled it out, didn't you? Now it's yours. Give it a resounding name."

"You don't plan to take it back?"

"It was originally left for you. Otherwise, why would it be left here?" Chongming waved his hand. "Remember to talk to Dao when you have time. There are three sword techniques left in it, which are enough for you to use."

Chongming walked towards the settlement, his cloak like a fading flame fluttering behind him, blending into the night. Chu Hengkong looked at his back and suddenly said, "Hey, Commander Chongming."

"how?"

"Anyway, there's only one final battle left. Now that we've started, let's stick with it until the end."

Chongming snorted and left the beach. The knife fell silent, the previous fury that had been eager to unsheathe and kill someone suddenly vanished without a trace.

Chu Hengkong knocked on the scabbard and guessed, "Did you think he had forgotten you before?"

The murderous knife swayed creakily, sounding a little aggrieved.

"Think about it carefully. Why didn't he keep the armor and the cloak, but you?" Chu Hengkong said.

Xiong Dao didn't move, as if he was thinking.

Chu Hengkong patiently coaxed him, "Of course, it's because you have strong professional skills and are reliable. Otherwise, what's the point of keeping a newcomer in armor to wear and play two dead balls? Can you win? No! That's why I have to keep you. Think about it, once you unsheathe, you can win 100%! Isn't that the truth?"

The murderous knife moved suddenly, and then he realized something.

"Once you've figured it out, it's easy to talk about. Well, you've already started a new job, so what will you call me from now on? If you want a new name, just make a move. If not, I'll continue to call you Xiong Dao."

The murderous knife moved slowly twice. Chu Hengkong picked up the long knife and examined it carefully.

"After all, you have a great reputation in battle, and you were once the sword that slew the evil god. How about calling you [God Slash] from now on?"

The murderous knife made a cheerful chime. Chu Hengkong put on his long sword again and walked back to the three-story building.

Ji Huaisu hadn't slept yet, lying lazily on a bench in the hall. Seeing him coming, he looked up and asked, "Are you out on a date again?"

"No." Chu Hengkong patted the scabbard, "I'm chatting with the knife."

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The weather the next day was neither good nor bad. Lightning flashed through the thick clouds, and thunder rumbled faintly in the distance. It didn't take much experience to tell that it was going to rain soon. After Chu Hengkong finished his morning exercises, he and the others went to the sacred pillar that served as the canteen. He was given a piece of batter and two tomatoes by the cook.

"……What's the meaning?"

"That's what I mean," Jie An said. "I told you guys repeatedly last night that there's a food shortage. You should still remember that, right?"

Fander stared at the small mouthful of batter he was given, looking extremely confused: "What did I do wrong that you are bullying me like this?"

Xie An rolled his eyes and pointed behind him with both arms. Following his lead, everyone saw two bags of flour, a few cabbages, a small basket of tomatoes, and a few pathetically gnawed bones.

Qingye still had a glimmer of hope: "Is this our lunch today?"

"My dear lady, this is all the leftover food for the hundreds of people in this settlement." Jie An smiled broadly. "In two and a half days, I will have the honor to tell you that we will have to eat northwest wind tonight."

"Impossible." Qingxia was incredulous. "The food I hunted earlier is enough for everyone to eat for at least a week!"

"There used to be plenty of food in the settlement, but most of it was eaten by the snakes while we were healing." Shax said ruthlessly, "I don't think this stuff will last two days. It'll only last a day and a half at best."

Xie An sneered: "Eating a little dirt can at least help me hold on a little longer..."

"No! No, no! This is the bottom line. We still have to fight the Demon King. We can't eat dirt!" Ji Huaisu's face turned pale. "Let's go out hunting this morning. Even if we have to eat sandworms, we have to survive these few days--"

"The second bad news is that there are no more sandworms." said Shax.

"……ah?"

The sniper sighed deeply, deeply.

"Your meteor dust and the banshee's poisonous tide have plowed nearly half of the wilderness. Why do you think there are still strange beasts alive?"

"He's right, kids." Thrall raised his little paw. "I went out to scout last night, and there was nothing but pus in the desert. It nearly melted my fur."

“No, ahhhhhhh!!!” Qingye cried out.

"Die die die die the dead man has resurrected Bo!!!" Gulibo let out an even sharper wail.

Silar was shocked: "Why do you say it's like it's haunted?!"

"Because it's haunted, you old bastard. You showed up without anyone noticing, what do you expect us to say?" Vander said with a hollow look. "Is Siral resurrected?"

"There's no need to make such a big fuss... At least celebrate a little..."

"Grandpa, there's nothing to celebrate for you." Qingxia said sadly, "Your welcome party can only be grass porridge..."

"Isn't this too bad?!"

Everyone was clamoring with excitement over Silar's return. Chu Hengkong swallowed the dough and walked up to Jie An. "Tell me the truth, how many days can you hold on?"

Jie An took out a small bottle, which contained the "Three-Day Harmony Pills" that he had developed independently. One pill could keep one full for three days.

"An average soldier can survive for a week with pills. But you guys are good at fighting and eat a lot, so it's unlikely that you can rely on pills to fill your stomachs." Jie An put away the vial. "Four days at most. If it takes longer than that, insufficient supplies will affect our combat effectiveness. I don't know how powerful the Nightmare King is, but I think fighting him on an empty stomach is not a good idea."

"The new guy is right. If you want to win, you have to stay in top form. We don't have any more time to waste!"

A powerful shout echoed, and everyone turned in surprise to see the spirited wild warrior. Chongming strode forward, shouldering a map hand-painted on animal hides by the settlement's warriors. He dropped the map and kicked it open, revealing the entirety of the Despairing Wilderness.

"Wake up, everyone! The Demon King won't just sit in the city and wait for you to come. If you don't take action, Fansalar will lead his army to slaughter you all." Chongming pointed his scabbard at the location of the Demon King's city. "Have you all rested enough? Even if you haven't, cheer up! From now on, it's the final battle!"

(End of this chapter)