The Last Avenger
This is a very strange thing.
After I discovered in the moonlight that Zhang Tianyi had no injuries on his body, I gradually realized that this seemed to be not just the healing of the wound, but some more shocking truth.
It should be said that Zhang Tianyi’s wound seemed to have been forgotten by me.
Just like the two lines of unrecognizable handwriting on the paper and pen I was still holding, the fact that Zhang Tianyi was injured became something that I knew clearly existed but easily ignored and forgot, unable to correctly recognize and react to.
It's ridiculous, but Zhang Tianyi was injured more than once, including serious and fatal injuries. Looking back, I didn't seem to ask too much about it, as if in my subconscious he was just an NPC who could breathe to recover health and refresh at a fixed point.
Seeing my solemn expression, Zhang Tian said, "The bait itself is like this. In the process of being forgotten by the world, even the influence of the world on them will be forgotten. Killing and harm can also be eliminated."
He also gave me a simple comparison:
Take the sentry box as an example. Xu You was once my guard, so he still had a chance of survival in such a serious mud monster transformation. But he is still a "human" within the normal range. He can be hurt and suffer, and may completely turn into a monster at any time.
Zhang Tianyi's injuries were gradually forgotten and recovered after he returned to the wall, gradually moved away from this world and reached the border, awakening his wandering state.
But as for the wanderers, based on some of the situations Zhang Tianyi had learned, the condition of these people had reached an incredible level. Their condition was almost solidified at the moment they left their homeland, and they had become living statues.
I felt a chill run down my spine when I heard this, and couldn't help but ask, "If one is immortal, wouldn't that mean one is an immortal being exiled for eternity?"
If it weren't for the crazy obsession of returning home, if there was a wanderer who was determined to do evil, he could just do whatever he wanted in every world he visited, and then just walk away. That would be too disgusting.
Before Zhang Tianyi could reply, there was a slight knock outside my door.
I was startled. It was pitch black under the door and I couldn't see clearly, so I was on high alert.
"No, no, it's us, it's us."
Someone called out from outside the door, and the door was opened stealthily, and a group of people squeezed in in the dark. After everyone was standing in a dense crowd, someone turned on the light.
I was stunned. When the room was lit up, I saw that the bastards were clearly Xu You, Zhang Jia and others. They were smiling like thieves and greeting Zhang Tianyi as if nothing had happened.
I wondered if I was crazy. What was going on between the two sides? They were on edge during the day, ready to fight each other, but at night they came over to eavesdrop peacefully? How did they know that I would meet Zhang Tianyi at night?
Even the chatterbox Fang Ao was there, and he asked Zhang Tianyi with a smile, teasingly:
"Did the little brat confess everything?"
My mind raced, and I finally came to my senses. I was furious. What the hell, these bastards, they were deliberately staging a big show, waiting to set a trap for Huang Yazi!
If they hadn't heard Zhang Tianyi talking about the critical moment and felt itchy, they would probably have squatted at the door until dawn.
As expected, I saw Zhang Jia holding a stack of very familiar records in his hand, and gave me a wicked smile:
"No, we just used our left hand to free up our right hand and used a trick to replace the old with the new. Not only do we have paper copies, we also have audio and video recordings. We have backup copies stored all over the room."
I thought to myself, no wonder, how could these old hands make such a big mistake, they gave the only copy of the information to the rookie and it was robbed. It turned out that the robbers were one of our own.
Poor me, I was kept in the dark and was in a difficult situation. I was so anxious during the day that I wanted to cut my own throat.
Seeing that my gaze was becoming more and more hostile, Xu You, this grandson, was thick-skinned and said proudly: "Disciple, you said you would take care of me in my old age. I always say that filial piety is revealed in times of adversity."
I clenched my fist and cursed, "Bullshit!", and angrily told these bastards to come over and kowtow to me one by one.
Seeing that I was getting anxious, Xu You gave a dry cough, changed the subject, and asked the broker's wife to help explain what the situation was.
It turns out that it wasn't an accident that Huang was picked up by the Zhang family, but that the wicked Xu You had been eyeing him for a long time.
Considering that Xu You seems to have a bad history of picking up children, I was not too surprised. I just calmed down a little and said doubtfully:
"Isn't Huang a simple-minded guy? Is it necessary to make such a big fuss?"
Xu You asked me in return, if it were me, how long could I keep the secret in my heart hidden if I was taken care of wholeheartedly by an elder like the broker.
There is really no need to think too much about this question. The broker is straightforward and pure, and has great skills. If it were in ancient times, he would be a peerless hero who gives people a sense of security. He is far from being a sinister and harmful person like Xu You. The young children who have been with her for a short time probably want to worship the broker as their own mother.
The broker shook his head and said that although Huang looked innocent, he was actually very defensive and was on high alert against all odds, without any flaws.
The broker from the Foghao Town Hospital had already brought some trained and experienced people there. They had specially cleaned and arranged the place before going out to fish. They deliberately announced the news to a group of confused newbies to lure Huang Yazi to go there alone, in order to see his reaction and purpose.
Huang Yazi had doubts about the Zhang family, and the Zhang family was naturally wary of a child like Huang Yazi who was living outside and had a far greater understanding of strange things than ordinary people. But no one expected that fishing would reveal a big secret.
As he spoke, Zhang Jia handed me the record and said with a wry smile, "That kid has a better memory than I thought. He remembered most of the record after I showed it to him. If I don't grab it quickly, I'm afraid he will find the problem."
I sighed, and when I came to my senses, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Did you tamper with this? How much did you forge?"
Zhang Jia immediately laughed: "Whose experimental records are like diaries, so openly broken up and shredded, afraid that outsiders can't understand them? Of course, we asked the old guys who know the business to translate the original text first, and then polished it before putting it back."
According to him, in order to prevent Huang Yazi from finding out something was wrong, he asked a master who made antique counterfeits to deliberately make the records look old, to ensure that even an expert would not be able to tell that they were written just last month.
"The paper used as the base is old stuff that has been stored in the warehouse for at least five years. I sweated when I turned it over."
I felt really angry and amused when I heard Zhang Jia bragging.
But at this moment I remembered another thing, and asked Zhang Tianyi seriously what was going on with the walkie-talkie. Huang Ya was so important, but she easily appeared in an old and useless walkie-talkie. I still felt that something was fishy.
Zhang Tianyi looked around the room, pondered for a moment, and asked Fang Ao:
"When we were setting up, you said that Huang Yazi was arranged to live in the dormitory next to yours, right? When you came out at night, did you take a look at Yazi?"
Fang Ao was a little surprised. "No, that kid is very autistic. He has to lock the door even when he changes clothes, just to protect himself from people like thieves. When I passed by, I saw that the crack in the door was dark. I guess he was asleep."
I heard a bad premonition and subconsciously said that it would be better to send someone to see if Huang was still in the dormitory.
Zhang Jia was surprised, but he didn't call anyone else and hurried there.
After a while, I heard a commotion in the hospital. The lights in the next room and the corridor were turned on, as if someone was looking for someone urgently.
Zhang Jia came back with sweat on his forehead, and the first thing he said was: "The boy ran away."
I wasn't too surprised. Instead, I felt relieved.
After looking at Zhang Tianyi, I thought about it and asked the broker: "Huang Yazi...he, no, she is a girl, right?"
The broker was slightly startled, then reacted: "You suspect that she is hiding her identity and deliberately looking for an opportunity to reveal this information to you?"
I nodded, feeling somewhat mixed emotions.
Huang Yazi looks like a very thin and immature little kid.
But as the story of Huang Ya and Yao was revealed, I have to admit that the discomfort in my heart reached its peak when Huang Yazi mentioned the past of miners to me.
Her tone was wrong.
When talking about what happened in Hongyan Village in the past, she blurted out "our village." In the subsequent description, her perspective was a little too clear, as if she was not an outsider who heard about the tragedy many years later, but was there at the time.
Thinking of the goddess who "never grows up" that she mentioned, I had an inexplicable premonition that Huang Yazi might not be someone else, but Nizi herself who escaped for help that year. She was also trapped in the body of a child.
In her version of the story, Nizi never touched any medicine. But in reality, Nizi probably took a lot of medicine and was eroded and contaminated, but she was in a better situation than other children and still had a clear mind.
Her claim of "losing her memory due to a high fever and being adopted by a kind person" may be a embellished version. Rather than her recovering her memory many years later and accidentally leaving home, I am more inclined to believe that she was accidentally discovered when she fled the village that year, and was imprisoned for many years, and only found the Zhang family after she escaped.
"The yellow bud in the intercom..." I calmed down and asked Zhang Tianyi, "You don't know either, right?"
Zhang Tian nodded:
"I wasn't the one who placed the intercom there. I took the intercom from the platform building and opened it. There was a live blood leech inside. I got rid of that one and brought it to the vicinity of the prophet's remains as a lure. I crushed it and lured out the remaining leeches."
"After I brought you to the reception room and used it to lure the fake person and you into the prophet's scroll, all the blood leeches have died. There won't be a second one left."
I frowned and thought this was a bit troublesome.
Huang Yazi really came prepared.
At this point, Xu You also remembered something and asked me: "Did you say before that when Taizi went crazy, he said that the original owner of the human skin had an appointment with him to meet at the small building on the platform, but when he went there, he had an accident and was smashed to pieces?"
I said yes, and Xu You pressed on, "The place where the accident happened was probably right under the wall where the rattan box was found, right? You were trying to save the box and then you were swept away by the rapids in just a split second. Taizi must have been nearby, just a stone's throw away from you."
This time I was startled and suddenly realized:
"As a candidate for food, the owner of that human skin shouldn't have any contact with Taizai, let alone take the initiative to ask Taizai to meet him. With Taizai's inconsistent style, even if he were to say that he could endure disguising himself for so long to get close to the candidate, or even have a close relationship with him, even if it were him, he wouldn't believe it."
This, this is not an accident at all. There must be someone behind this.
If the death of the original owner of the human skin was not an accident, but someone deliberately killed him, disguised it as an accident, and used a walkie-talkie to lead Taizi to the wall where the rattan box was, then the timing was too perfect.
Looking back: It was our group that experienced the catastrophe of the snow mountain, and everyone fell into a coma; the Zhang family’s rescue people were too busy to deal with it; Zhang Tianyi was fatally injured in the snow mountain, so he had to retreat back into the wall to catch his breath and temporarily leave me... All these factors combined allowed Taizi to take advantage of the situation and attack me without anyone noticing.
The person behind the scenes may not know about Dongzai's affairs, but with the walkie-talkie equipped with bloody leeches, even if Dongzai is not involved, proper control will be enough to make Taizai suspicious and go crazy in front of me.
It seems that the ill-fated relationship between me and the prophet is a combination of God's will and man's misfortune, and there is no way to escape it.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt a chill on my back. At this moment, I remembered that Huang Yazi accidentally dropped the same walkie-talkie from his body in front of Zhang Jia and me, and explained the "yellow bud" and "medicine" to me in time. It was not us who were calculating against her. It was clearly the mantis catching the cicada while the oriole was behind. She was the one who had the intention behind the scenes.
At this point, a guy pushed the door open and said, "Can't find him. He has completely disappeared."
I smiled bitterly, and the guy handed me a piece of paper with fresh ink.
"But... Huang Yazi kept this."
The densely packed small characters looked like the writer had stayed up all night writing them until the moment before Zhang Tianyi and I met.
I sighed inwardly, took it and opened it to take a closer look, and my eyelids jumped:
"From the consultant, I am grateful for your letter:
I promised you that I would find a way to restore those records. I will keep my promise."
"The records your people provided were complete, but there was something wrong, which gave them away.
That group of people were desperate to stay and resist wandering. They shouldn't have used such fierce and greedy tones, saying they wanted to plunder and escape, and they wouldn't covet so-called power, wealth and longevity. Lifespan is just a vicious curse for people like them and us. "
"I'm sorry, but Sister Goddess and I are the last Avengers. We are just pathetic monsters who are barely surviving. We can't help you more. I drew a map for you on the back. It was their former experimental station. I left some information for you there. I hope you can get the answer you want."
The handwriting became a little blurry at this point, as if the owner of the handwriting was upset and wiped it randomly.
But at this point, after writing several lines repeatedly and then crossing them out, Huang paused, and his handwriting suddenly became firm, and he wrote something that surprised me:
"I'm sorry, but we need medicine to stay alive. Kindness is no longer useful to us. If we meet again, you might see that I will do the same as those people and attack innocent people. Until then, I will do whatever it takes to survive and continue to live. I hope we will never meet again."
"Those lunatics are not invincible. As test subjects, we discovered a fatal weakness of theirs. But it's hard to explain. I can only ask you to go and see for yourself and complete the final revenge for us. It may be dangerous. If you die as a result, I will not repent."
Then there was a lot of recollection and correction annotation of the experimental records, and I specially changed to a red pen to write a lot.
There is a lot of content here, but none of it shocked me as much as the last sentence hidden at the bottom.
Like the most bizarre prank, the words read:
"Thank you, Pingping's family."
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