Wang Jian, Zhai Nan, and Qi Yun were all tightly bound together with ropes by Lin Nai.
Cha Yizhou slowly stepped out of the jeep, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding wilderness.
Due to the recent battle, the area was in complete disarray, with lingering dust that hadn't dissipated for a long time. The large crater created by Wang Jian's attack was particularly conspicuous.
Cha Yizhou sniffed lightly.
Besides the sand and dust particles filling the air, the lingering scent of the battle between Lin Nai, Wang Jian, the otaku, and Qi Yun also remained.
'It has the scent of divine power, soul power, and magic...'
Cha Yizhou pondered: 'The lingering heat is still palpable; it must be the divine power of the Fire God Yanrong.'
"The scent of soul energy comes from four different people, and the scent of demonic energy is rather strange..."
Cha Yizhou paused, then, after a moment's thought, understood. He narrowed his eyes: 'So that's how it is. Besides soul power, magical power, and divine power, there's actually a trace of the aura of the undead?'
So, undead creatures once roamed this place?
After observing everything around him, Cha Yizhou finally fixed his gaze on Lin Nai.
Lin Nai was currently surrounded by Tang Hongshan, Lin Yuxi and the others.
However, Lin Nai's gaze also happened to shift over at that moment, and their eyes met.
Neither of them yielded to the other's gaze, nor did they look away.
Lin Nai remained expressionless, thinking to herself, 'This guy... I don't know why, but his expression always makes him so annoying...'
"Little Tang, is this the person you said saved you in Shanhai City?"
A burly man with a fat head and big ears walked over, looked Lin Nai up and down, and said with some doubt, "Wow, I didn't expect you to be so young? Where did this young man come from?"
The burly man's voice was like muffled thunder, making one's eardrums buzz as he stood beside them.
Tang Hongshan hadn't figured out how to make this up yet: "Ah, this..."
Lin Nai calmly said, "I am not from Yan Kingdom, but from the neighboring Chu Kingdom. However, our Chu Kingdom has long been destroyed, and the townspeople in our area have been corrupted and demonized by the purple fungus, so I have been wandering here."
"A man from Chu? He's wandered all the way here?" The burly man was taken aback.
He then burst into hearty laughter: "Well, you really do have some skill! Hahahaha... No wonder you dared to stay behind alone to cover the retreat, young man, you've got guts!"
Linnaeus used the system to scan his attributes.
This burly man with a fat head and big ears looks carefree, but his strength is actually quite strong. He is actually a level 20 superhuman. No wonder Tang Hongshan dared to bring him in as reinforcements.
"No matter what country you're from, as long as you're still human and haven't been bewitched by that stupid evil god, we're all in this together!"
The fat, big-eared burly man patted his chest with a "thump, thump": "My name is Gan Long. Since you saved Xiao Tang, I have to repay you properly. After all, this silly boy once saved my life."
Lin Nai looked puzzled. He didn't know how Tang Hongshan, a martial artist who was only level 8 at the moment, could save this strong man, a level 20 superhuman.
Gan Long seemed to see Lin Nai's doubts and picked his nose: "Back when the demons attacked Shan Hai City, I fought until my soul power was exhausted and I was trapped under a collapsed building. It was this reckless kid who dug me out... Heh, just thinking about it makes me think this kid is crazy. There were level 20+ magical beasts all around, and he, a low-level level 6 superhuman, dared to come close."
Mentioning this, Tang Hongshan, a middle-aged man, blushed slightly: "I thought that even if I ran away back then, I was doomed anyway, so I might as well stay and have some fun... Hey, Lao Gan, why are you bringing this up?"
"But thankfully, we're all still alive." Gan Long grinned and patted Lin Nai on the shoulder. "By the way, is that your girlfriend in Xiao Tang's car?"
"right."
"She's injured?"
"right."
"It's alright, let's go to our rebel sanctuary. There are medical superhumans and medicine there."
Gan Long, seemingly unconcerned about being called a "rebel army," looked around and said, "I didn't expect the enemy to be able to track us here. It must be because you haven't completely shaken off the purple fungus smell. Cha Yizhou, clean them up!"
Cha Yizhou walked over with one hand behind his back, looking as calm and unfathomable as ever.
He looked at Lin Nai, gave a meaningful smile, and said in a gentle and refined voice: "Hello, my name is Cha Yizhou, the current head of the Taoist Company."
Lin Nai was slightly taken aback.
When did he become the head of Taoism?
"Judging from your expression, you must have heard of our Taoist company."
Cha Yizhou seemed to see through Lin Nai's thoughts and said, "Unfortunately, after the disaster three years ago, several of our company's senior elders were corrupted by the aura of the purple fungus. Their minds gradually showed abnormal signs, and then one by one they were bewitched and demonized by the evil god. I could see that they were controlled by the curse mark and were beyond saving, so I had no choice but to kill them with my own hands to help them break free. So now, I am the only senior executive left in the Taoist school."
Linnaeus: "..."
Goodness...
Cha Yizhou took out a blue-green talisman, raised two fingers, and silently chanted the incantation: "Taoist magic—purify!"
Buzz—
A bluish-green light spread out, like a dispelling spell, enveloping everyone around.
Everyone immediately felt that the air in the surrounding environment was much cleaner.
"Alright, it's all cleaned up." Cha Yizhou put his right hand behind his back again. "By the way, I have a question for you."
Linnaeus: "What's the problem?"
Cha Yizhou looked at Wang Jian, the otaku, and Qi Yun, who had been captured by Lin Nai: "Among these people just now, were there any apostles?"
“…Yes.” Lin Nai gestured with her chin towards the unconscious Wang Jian: “He is the apostle of the fire god Yan Rong.”
"What?! An apostle of the Fire God Yanrong?!" Gan Long's eyes widened as he approached Wang Jian and easily grabbed him with one hand. "But he has a curse mark on his neck! This guy is actually a demonized apostle?"
Linna said, "Well, but these three people didn't even have a chance to use the power of the cursed seal before I knocked them unconscious."
"If that's the case, then what's the point of keeping them alive?" Gan Long's eyes hardened, and he raised his hand, seemingly preparing to kill Wang Jian.
Linnaeus: "You're going to kill them?"
“Since they’ve been corrupted and bear the curse marks, it means they’re beyond saving!” Gan Long said grimly. “This means the aura of the purple fungus has completely invaded their brains! In that case, we might as well just give them a quick death!”
“Perhaps I’d like to give it a try,” Linnaeus said. “Anyway, they’ve already been subdued. Let me keep them around and study them.”
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