Chapter 251 Rescuing and Finding People: Sang Zhitao Doesn't Remember Herself...
Sang Zhitao doesn't remember how long it took her to reach her destination.
She only knew that she had contacted Yas and the others no less than a hundred times, remembered contacting Ruanruan and the others no less than fifty times, and remembered contacting Ranfeng and the others several times as well.
And so, under the watchful eyes of many, she finally arrived at the place where her father had supposedly appeared.
"Hello, have you seen the person in the photo?" After asking almost every person she met, she finally narrowed it down to the two pipe rooms.
I don't know when it started, but a story has been circulating in the first level of the pipe world.
The story goes that a four- or five-year-old girl goes around with a photo of her father, asking people if they have seen him. If you answer honestly, she will give you a reward; if you lie, you will pay the price with your soul.
"Wow! You're the legendary girl who can tell the difference between lies and truth?" Upon hearing this legend again, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but twitch her lips.
"I'm just looking for my dad. I won't distinguish between truth and falsehood, and I won't give any rewards or punishments." Sang Zhitao sighed and put the photo into her small bag.
The woman opposite nodded indifferently: "Then forget it."
A young woman next to her said with pity, "Alright, alright, it's just a baby."
"Could I see the photo again?" the young woman asked Sang Zhitao with a smile.
The woman next to her tugged at her arm in annoyance: "I still have to take you to find the healer, I don't have time to worry about other people's business."
The young woman sighed helplessly: "We've been looking for this for so many years, it's okay to take a minute or two."
Seeing this, the woman could only nod helplessly, but she also stood to the side with some impatience and looked away.
After Sang Zhitao handed the photo to the young woman, she looked at it carefully for a long time before smiling and saying to Sang Zhitao, "I've seen this person before."
"Really? Is he here?" Sang Zhitao looked at her in surprise.
The woman shook her head: "He lives near the entrance of a pipe. You need to walk to the end of this pipe, then enter pipe number 225, and you'll see him at the end."
"Is he your father...?" the young woman asked curiously.
Sang Zhitao nodded obediently in agreement.
"Alright, let's go." The woman next to her, seeing that she had already found out, tugged at her sleeve impatiently.
The young woman smiled indulgently, waved to Sang Zhitao, and was about to leave with her companions.
Seeing that her face was pale and sickly, and thinking about how many people she had saved along the way, Sang Zhitao simply asked, "Do you need a healer because you are sick?"
The older woman frowned, not wanting to waste any more time.
The younger woman, however, didn't seem to mind holding Sang Zhitao's hand and turned to look at her: "Yes, this might be the last time we meet."
"Noah!" The older woman suddenly looked at her, her face full of disapproval.
Noah, however, gave her a reassuring smile, seemingly unconcerned.
Sang Zhitao ignored the older woman's attitude and instead smiled at Noah, saying, "Perhaps I can help you."
"You?" Noah was taken aback.
The older woman next to him realized what was happening and quickly asked, "You know the healer?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly added, "It's not the Angel of Mercy, it's the Angel of Light."
Sang Zhitao nodded.
The older woman lunged directly at Sang Zhitao, and even Noah didn't have time to grab her.
"You really know her?! Where?" the older woman asked anxiously, gripping Sang Zhitao's arm tightly.
Sang Zhitao pointed to herself: "I am the Angel of Light."
The older woman looked her over suspiciously: "Really?"
Sang Zhitao smiled and said, "Otherwise, how could I have dared to travel through the pipe world all the way here?"
"Yes, because you're a healer, people won't easily harm you or force you to join them." The older woman seemed a little dazed, then quickly recovered, "Then! Can you save Noah?"
Sang Zhitao glanced at Noah, who looked apologetic and was pulling the woman up from the ground: "I can't guarantee you that it will work, because I haven't seen her condition yet."
The older woman quickly got up from the ground and carefully helped Noah to the front: "Then please help me take a look."
Sang Zhitao held Noah's hand and closed her eyes slightly.
Along the way, she once encountered a compassionate angel and witnessed the scene of the other person's treatment.
She had been secretly practicing for this reason, and through her hard work, she was able to mimic the healing of the Angel of Mercy, only with a slight difference in color.
Her special ability is always green, while the special ability of a regular healer is white.
So when they saw the green halo appear around her, neither of them had any doubts.
The halo quickly left Noah.
The older woman nervously held Noah's hand and looked at Sang Zhitao: "How is it?"
Sang Zhitao nodded: "No problem, it's not difficult to treat, but I need a quiet environment."
The older woman tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a stiff, somewhat deliberate smile of gentleness: "Okay, come with me."
"Don't worry about her, she's just been worried about me, so she hasn't smiled much," Noah whispered in Sang Zhitao's ear, trying to defend his companion.
Sang Zhitao didn't care about any of that. She shook Noah's hand and said, "It will probably take me two hours."
The woman in front stopped and pointed to a room, saying, "Is this alright?"
Sang Zhitao glanced at the room briefly and nodded in agreement. Her intention was simply to avoid being seen by those around her; one room would suffice.
“It will probably take me two hours.” Sang Zhitao paused, then looked at the woman. “I’m not used to being watched.”
The woman glanced at Noah before nodding to Sang Zhitao: "Okay."
The pipeline extends almost to the area of the Spiral Tower, so there aren't many people living here, and the mutual aid team doesn't even have a gathering point nearby.
The nearest no man's land is nearly three days' journey away.
So at this moment, there was only an anxious woman pacing back and forth in the pipe, while the room was as quiet as if it were empty.
She took a few deep breaths, unable to suppress the worry and unease in her heart.
How could I have trusted a girl I'd only met once?
She kept asking herself this question, but all the countless answers eventually came to the same conclusion: in desperation, she would try anything!
After she had plowed the ground several inches flat, she finally couldn't contain herself any longer and wondered if she should knock on the door to check on the situation.
Then the door slowly opened.
She hurried forward to look, and saw Noah standing inside the door, his hand on the door frame, smiling at her: "Nori, I'm all set."
Nori, with tears in her eyes, embraced Noah.
Sang Zhitao yawned behind her; she would never faint from a treatment again.
“Thank you so much. Let us escort you over there,” Nori and Noah said in unison.
Sang Zhitao shook her head: "No need."
After Noah's repeated attempts to persuade him failed, he finally nodded: "Leave the communicator number. If you need anything in the future, just contact me directly."
Sang Zhitao smiled and parted ways with them, walking onto the last section of the pipeline.
"Are you sure you don't need an escort?" Nori frowned and looked at Noah.
Noah smiled slightly: "This child has already come a long way; perhaps she needs to adjust her mood for the last stretch."
Nori shrugged, unusually cheerful, and said, "Alright, we didn't expect to be so lucky."
"So, doing good deeds isn't wrong, right?" Noah looked at her with amusement.
"Yes, yes, I was wrong. I will never run away from doing good deeds again." Nori smiled and kept bowing to her.
The originally oppressive and cold environment seemed to be filled with warmth at this moment.
As they thought, Sang Zhitao hoped to use the last stretch of the journey to adjust her mindset.
She never felt that finding her father would help her save the world, but she didn't know where to start, which led to this trip where she used the excuse of finding her father to find an opportunity.
Now that she's about to find her father, she's still completely clueless about her purpose.
These two sections of pipe were not very long. It took Sang Zhitao about four or five hours to reach the end of the last section of pipe.
This section of the pipeline is almost entirely above ground.
Even before she got close, she could feel a wave of heat blowing in from the front.
Sang Zhitao took a few deep breaths and walked carefully forward with somewhat heavy steps.
The light grew brighter and brighter, and more and more real.
Unlike the stark, cold light from pipes, the light from the opposite side was composed of yellow-orange hues, making one imagine how warm it would be to stand in it.
As she got closer to the exit, waves of heat from the light kept hitting her face.
Looking at the light distorted by the heatwave, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her brow.
Having lived in the underground pipe world for so long, she had forgotten that the temperature on the surface wasn't constant like in the pipe world. And right now, it was the height of summer on the surface.
She quickly took off several layers of her clothes, changed into a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and then continued forward with her pack on her back.
About fifty or sixty meters from the pipe outlet, a simple room appeared at a fork in the pipe.
There, a thin man was bending down, picking up the things on the ground.
He was wearing a pair of somewhat worn-out work pants and a black vest that was a little dirty.
The man was extremely thin. He had his back to Sang Zhitao, his thin back was bent, and his spine and ribs were clearly visible through his vest.
Sang Zhitao's sixth sense told her that this was the person she was looking for.
She couldn't help but take a few steps forward, her tiny footprints falling on the sand blown in by the wind, leaving very shallow imprints and making a soft rustling sound.
The sound was extremely clear in the quiet environment, but the man seemed not to hear it.
As Sang Zhitao approached, she noticed even more how thin the man was. She gestured with her hand and realized that his arms were thinner than her calves, even though she was only four or five years old.
Looking at the man's slender waist, it was almost as large as hers.
This made Sang Zhitao gasp in surprise.
"Hello...you." Sang Zhitao swallowed hard and spoke cautiously.
The man turned around and gave her a cold look.
When he saw that she was only four or five years old, he was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't say anything.
Looking at the face that was exactly the same as Ran Feng's, but extremely thin, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but gasp.
“I am your daughter. I have been looking for you for a long time.” Sang Zhitao took the photo out of her bag and intended to hand it to the man.
The man looked at her coldly, showing no intention of taking it.
"I didn't lie to you!" Sang Zhitao quickly explained.
The man seemed not to hear him and got up to go into the room.
Seeing the door slam shut, Sang Zhitao was at a loss for a moment. She hadn't expected that the first thing she would face after finding her father was his indifference and disownment.
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