Chapter 063 Three Sentences Fill the World-weary Villain with Hope (Twenty-Eight)

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Yunli woke up from a nap. All distractions were gone, and he felt refreshed. He was finally ready to start the next stage of the task.

He took a few deep breaths, skillfully suppressed his slightly restless mood, then opened his email, moved the mouse to the blue button behind the title and clicked Afternoon.

Spatial distortion and a feeling of dizziness came together. For some reason, the fluctuation was particularly violent this time. Chen Yunli felt dizzy and soon lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, what caught my eyes was a gray-blue sky, so clear that there was not a trace of impurities, and it spread infinitely in all directions like a dome, which made me instinctively afraid.

Chen Yunli felt a headache and tried to sit up by bending his arms. However, his palms touched slippery mud and he slid backwards. Not only did he fail to stand up, he almost twisted his hands and got his face covered with wet mud.

Of course, at this time, his whole body was covered with mud and water, so a little more would not be a problem.

"Huh... Hell begins."

Chen Yunli lay back down in a mess, his arms outstretched and soaked in the mud, letting the cold, sticky liquid soak into the rough fabric, taking away his body heat, wishing it would clog all his pores.

After a while, he felt the pain in his headache and wrist had eased a lot, so he tried to struggle to sit up again. Fortunately, he succeeded this time.

Chen Yunli's back was bent, and the limbs below the waist were numb with pain. His upper body was like an old machine that had been neglected for a long time. The slightest movement would make the bones creak, and the muscles would feel pulled and stiff under the heavy load.

He wiped his face, clearing away the sand and mud on his eyelashes that blocked his vision, and looked down at the muddy water beneath him - the calm water surface could barely act as a mirror, allowing him to see his appearance clearly.

His facial features were covered with mud, and although they could not be seen clearly, his mediocre nature could be vaguely seen. He was as embarrassed as a drop of water in the sea among a group of people, and it was not his original appearance.

His body was no longer the same as before, being shorter and skinny. His skin was dark yellow, and his hair was long on one side and short on the other, as if it had been gnawed by a dog. After being covered in mud, it looked even more like a swallow's nest built in spring, crooked and tucked on his head.

This is more than just the beginning of hell, it is the beginning of the eighteenth level of the underworld!

Chen Yunli didn't dare to sigh, for he was afraid that the mud and water on his face would flow into his mouth.

"system."

"Auditor, I'm here."

"Why did you find such a shell for me?"

"Because this is the only body in this world."

The system's concise answer left Chen Yunli speechless. He had just arrived in the world under the original timeline, and before he had time to adapt, he was slapped in the face by reality. The power of this slap in the face was no less than the three knocks on Monkey King's head by Patriarch Bodhi.

From this he could also clearly feel another thing - Chen Wenjian's hatred for the world was like the sun of the old times, which had already penetrated deep into his bones and could not be eliminated.

On what basis did he ask Chen Wenjian to agree to rebuild human civilization?

The dust and clouds are as tangled as hemp.

Fortunately, he was no longer a rookie going out on a field mission for the first time. The more difficult the situation became, the more he forced himself to stay calm.

"System, does Chen Wenjian have any memories of the previous timeline?"

"Yes, but they're not memories, they're dreams," the system said. "The protagonist of the plot is to the current world what the Heretic God of the previous timeline is, and he's the most powerful. Heretic Gods also have a third of the authority of gods. They occasionally dream, and dreams are another kind of reality—as long as they don't wake up, this reality will not be shattered."

Chen Yunli stroked his fingers and said, "So... He is awake now?"

"Yes. He had already woken up when the auditors completed the first phase of the review and left that timeline."

“…”

Why do I feel like the blame for the destruction of the world is being put on me?

Chen Yunli tutted in annoyance, but didn't vent his anger on the system. He calmly asked, "What identity did you give me in the original world?"

"Human Survivor Number One," the system said. "There are only a hundred humans left in this world, hiding in various shelters, barely surviving thanks to the protagonist's indifference. The owner of this body is one of the two members of the Dawn Shelter. To save another dying survivor whom you dragged back from the ruins, you risked going out at night to search for medicine and water. The protagonist watched from afar..."

"Stop, I understand." Chen Yunli asked it to stop.

The evil god can twist and transform ordinary people into monsters or even a pool of rotten flesh with just a glance. If it weren't for the system, his body might not be able to remain so intact.

Chen Yunli covered his heart and whispered, "Please rest in peace. I will fulfill your wish as a thank you for occupying your body."

System: "Auditor, this is not reality..."

"Life needs a sense of ritual, and I am quite idealistic."

After arguing with the system, Chen Yunli felt that his legs had regained some sensation, so he endured the pain and slowly stood up. After a long time, he finally straightened his bones. He was so tired that he was sweating and panting.

The system, perhaps feeling guilty, never interfered with Chen Yunli's review process before, but for the first time, it warned: "Auditor, there's a dead branch three steps ahead. You can use it as a crutch."

"...Thank you."

Chen Yunli was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He took a short break, then supported his shaking thighs and walked towards the place it mentioned.

In three steps, a distance of more than two meters, he walked out of the chasm that seemed to be separated by an insurmountable chasm. With great difficulty, he picked up the wooden stick tremblingly. When his weak body was supported, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go back to the shelter and see if that person can be saved."

After Chen Yunli finished speaking, he leaned on his wooden stick and moved slowly towards the shelter in his memory.

Fortunately, the original body met Chen Wenjian shortly after leaving the house, and died not far from the shelter. Otherwise, given his current state, he might have had to start over halfway.

Chen Yunli comforted himself in his heart.

A moment later, before his legs and feet lost feeling again, the door of the shelter finally appeared in front of him.

It was a ruin, in a state of disrepair. Several less severely damaged concrete walls collapsed and by coincidence supported each other to form a cramped space, which was the so-called Dawn Shelter.

This ruin should have been a place like a shopping mall in the past, and there were a lot of usable supplies buried underneath. The original owner could always dig out some "good stuff", sometimes thick clothes to keep warm, sometimes food, and miscellaneous tools. Collecting them together was enough for him to live a good life, but if there was one more person to share with, it would be too little.

The original body had risked going out at night because he had saved his dying fellow tribesman, used up all the limited water and medicine, and could not bear to see him die in front of him.

If that person was still alive, Chen Yunli wouldn't mind helping him out of gratitude to his original body.

Thinking of this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, bent down and crawled into the space under the wall.

The light in the shelter was dim, with only a few beams of sunlight coming through the loose gaps at the top, so it was not so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Chen Yunli was leaning on a crutch with one hand and holding the wall with the other. Following the strong smell of blood in the air, he looked towards the corner of the wall in front of him on the left. There was a black shadow, and upon closer inspection, it was a curled up person.

This is the person rescued by the original body.

Chen Yunli walked slowly - mainly because he couldn't walk any faster - forward. As he got closer, the man's face gradually became clearer.

Such a familiar face...

Wait a minute! Isn't this that guy?!

Chen Yunli's eyes widened in shock, his leg pain forgotten. He swung his cane and squatted in front of the man, leaning in to examine him carefully three times—yes, it was him! It was Chen Qiaoyun from the previous world, his brother.

"System, didn't you say there's no precedent for activating old data?" He pointed at Chen Qiaoyun with a trembling finger. "How many old data is this?"

system:"……"

"Still there?"

“…”

"It crashed?"

Chen Yunli asked several questions, but the system remained silent, as if it was determined to adhere to the principle of silence is golden.

"never mind."

Chen Yunli gave up and turned to check Chen Qiaoyun's injuries.

A quick glance revealed that Chen Qiaoyun's wound was above his abdomen, near his heart. The wound was long and deep, already scabbed over. The blood that had flowed out had dried and congealed on his clothes and the floor beneath him, its dark red color particularly striking in the dim light.

Fortunately, he only had this one wound, but unfortunately it was a fatal wound, at least the amount of bleeding was enough to be fatal.

Chen Yunli checked his breath and heartbeat without any hope, but was surprised to find that although it was weak, he still had a breath left, and his vitality was terrifyingly tenacious.

"You're really lucky. You're still alive... Phew, I'm glad you're not dead."

Chen Yunli smiled, took out a set of clean clothes from the supplies his original body had collected, cut off a few strips of cloth with scissors, replaced the black and red cloth soaked in blood on his chest, and re-bandaged it.

But there was no medicine or water here, and bandaging the wound alone wasn't enough to save Chen Qiaoyun. In his current state, he couldn't go out again. His only option was to dig through the ruins and see if he could find any useful resources.

It doesn’t matter if he can’t find it himself, isn’t there a system?

Chen Yunli cleared his throat. "System, help me scan this ruin and mark the location of medicine, food, and water—I need them to be usable."

"Auditor, in principle, the system cannot intervene in the audit process."

"so?"

"…It's marked. I suggest the auditors start by digging for food nearby and replenish their energy before digging for medicine."

"Thanks."

Chen Yunli walked out of the shelter on crutches. Following the system's advice, he first rummaged out two cans of food and a bottle of mineral water, filled his stomach and took a short rest, then went to look for iodine, ointment and pain-relieving spray.

After more than half an hour, he gave up the wooden stick, sat on the ground with the medicine in his hands, and rubbed against Chen Qiaoyun. After confirming that he was still breathing, he untied the cloth on his chest, cleaned his wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it again.

After doing all this, he broke out in a thin layer of sweat, brushing off some of the dry mud on the surface of his skin.

"My abilities are limited, this is all I can do."

Chen Yunli sat in front of Chen Qiaoyun, stretched out his sore and numb legs and pounded them. He caught a glimpse of his furrowed brow and slightly painful expression, and patted his back soothingly.

"You managed to survive before the medicine was applied, so please don't collapse after the medicine is applied. Otherwise, it will seem foolish that I went to such great lengths to save you. Besides, I'd also like to know if you're still called Chen Qiaoyun in this world. Get well soon and answer my questions."

As he spoke, he felt sleepy and couldn't help yawning.

Chen Yunli lay on the ground, side by side with Chen Qiaoyun, closing his eyes and muttering, "I hope I won't see a cold corpse when I wake up..."

Before he could finish his words, his extremely exhausted body could no longer support his consciousness and he fell into a deep coma.

Of course, he didn't notice that when he finished his last sentence, Chen Qiaoyun's fingers on his side twitched slightly, and his brows slowly relaxed.

It was as if I was about to wake up from a long and distant nightmare.