Chapter 216 Three Days of Despair (Part 2)



Chapter 216 Three Days of Despair (Part 2)

Within minutes, Chu Hengkong summoned everyone and saw Qingxia's current predicament. Like a dying patient who had taken too many stimulants, she was incredibly active yet barely alive.

"Vander, I need your help."

Fander paced back and forth, anxious as a squid on a hot plate. "Brother, let me be honest with you. I have no idea what to do! Even if I put her to sleep, the Plague Demon's orders will still exist. I can't reverse the nature of a race."

Chu Hengkong sat next to Qingxia, holding her hand and encouraging her to control herself as much as possible. He spoke rapidly, "What's the principle behind the Lust Demon's control of its subordinates? Is it related to the heart?"

"The scientific name of that organ is 'Heavenly Demon Furnace Heart,' and its mechanism is far more complex than you might imagine. It involves pheromones, mental suggestion, bloodline factors, and information interactions deep within the ethereal body." Finder tried to organize his words. "You can imagine a hand clenching a heart. Whatever that hand writes on the heart, the Desire Demon will do. If the low-quality Desire Demon disobeys, the hand will clench. And then, bang! Everything is over. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Chu Hengkong nodded, "Fander, I want you to perform an operation."

Finder slammed the tentacle to the ground. "I said I can't do it! If it's just the influence of the psychic body, I can try to use hypnosis to perform delicate operations, but this is a racial trait, a mechanism created by the damned Outer Dao. I'm not awesome enough to cure this!"

"I know."

"You don't know!" Finder became increasingly irritated. "If I could handle this, there would be no more Lust Demons, you know? If I could perform this operation, they could return to the Myriad Transformations Immortal Clan!"

Chu Hengkong pressed it to the ground and used the simplest and most effective method to calm his buddy down.

"I have a treatment plan," he said. "It's an Immortal Machine transplant."

Vander was so angry that he closed his eyes on the spot.

"Dude, the ultimate real machine is not omnipotent. Even if I really transplanted your spine to Qingxia, it wouldn't solve the problem. The rejection reaction would only cause her to die on the spot-"

"It's not the spine, it's the heart." Chu Hengkong said calmly, "If Qingxia no longer has the Heavenly Demon Furnace Core in her body, there's no reason for Wen Yao's command to work."

"It's still effective. It's just weakened, only one-tenth or one-twentieth of its previous effect, but...but..."

The tentacles swirled in the air for a long time, and Fander's voice was particularly incredulous: "Oh damn, it's possible! But there is no material! The Blood Knight's infectious power is too strong, not to mention that the artificial heart can't bear Xu Lie's heart-"

"We have." Chu Hengkong pointed at his chest, "Use my heart."

"Then how do you survive?!"

"Transplant Qingxia's heart to me." Chu Hengkong smiled. "Then the problem will be solved, right?"

No one spoke for a full ten seconds, and then Ji Huaisu clapped his hands vigorously.

"That's awesome, Akong!" Ji Huaisu said excitedly, "You're a genius!"

"The problem is solved." Qingye nodded repeatedly.

"That's feasible. Why not?" Shax asked, looking down. "How long do you want? Two hours?"

Vander had already entered research mode. He pulled out his travel guide and buried himself in it: "At least three hours, no, four hours... Two and a half hours of which will be spent reviewing the relevant content of the thesis. You all have to help me—"

"Chu Hengkong, what on earth are you talking about?!"

Qingxia's scream broke the heated discussion. She clutched Chu Hengkong's hand tightly, almost hysterical: "The Heavenly Demon Furnace Core is like a deadly poison to you. You will die!"

Chu Hengkong patted her head: "You underestimate me a little bit."

"You're too crazy! After the transplant is successful, Wen Yao's instructions will be transmitted to you, and she will try to control you!" Qing Xia spoke incoherently, "Also, your current life essence is not enough to withstand Xu Lie Xin. You must upgrade to survive, and once you upgrade, she will find out! We can't hide it from her!"

"I just need to endure and not upgrade." Chu Hengkong looked relaxed.

Qingxia was about to collapse: "That's not what you imagined——"

"Listen to me, Qingxia." The killer interrupted her forcefully, "If you can endure this for everyone, then so can I. We believe in you, so please believe in me too."

Qingxia looked into the man's eyes, realizing there wasn't a trace of contempt or pretense in them. He fully understood the danger of this decision, the implications of it. Yet, he stood up and decided to put it into action without hesitation, not only because he was the only one who could do it, but also because he was determined to do it.

He asks you to trust him.

Qingxia collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, and she held the killer's hand as if praying.

"Thank you..." she sobbed softly, "Thank you."

Chu Hengkong rubbed the girl's hair vigorously, and now he seemed much more relaxed. Shax coughed beside him.

"I'll interrupt your touching conversation. What should we do after the heart transplant is successful?" He glanced at everyone in the room. "If it were just that woman, we could just go all out. But now there are three... Amazon Centaur warriors..."

"Blood Knight," Finder corrected.

"Three Blood Knights." Shaxx nodded. "A direct battle is impossible."

"We won't engage in a frontal battle," Ji Huaisu continued. "When we first arrived in the Despair Wilderness, Akong also received a gift from the Benefactor. That's a 'story'..."

She recounted the old man's words: "Traverse the deep sea valley and the lost forest, and you will reach the allied village. Set out from the north of the village, cross past battlefields, and journey to the mountains strewn with corpses. Deep within those mountains lies the weapon that once slew the evil god. That is your hope for victory."

"We already saw the mountain during the battle," Chu Hengkong said. "We go to the mountain, and one of us will find a way to get the weapons, and then kill all the outsiders. This is the battle plan."

"Very good, very crazy, awesome." Shaxx nodded repeatedly. "How did you hide it from the outsiders?"

Qing Ye came up with a plan: "We have Waklo's pen! We can use it to draw illusions, and combine it with my substitution technique to create the illusion that we are still there."

"That thing can only be used by outsiders..." Ji Huaisu felt a headache, "We..."

Qingxia raised her hand silently.

"Please let me draw... After all, I'm an outsider!" She said intermittently, "I promise... I will draw every one of you!"

"Of course, we absolutely believe in your artistic talent. It's much better than Chu Hengkong's." Fander agreed. "Now the last question is, what about the settlement?"

Chu Hengkong said subconsciously: "There is a holy pillar——"

"The Holy Pillar relies on Ji Huaisu alone, and she's the strongest fighting force." Shax pointed out the key point. "Without her, the barrier won't hold up, and everyone will die. If she stays here, we won't have the capital to fight that woman, and we'll all die."

The discussion fell silent, everyone pondering a solution, but no one had a clue. The settlement had sheltered them in the wilderness until now, and everyone was responsible for its safety. But the Sacred Pillar wasn't something that could be circumvented with simple tricks. Ji Huaisu carried the core, and no one else could use a deception to maintain the Sacred Pillar.

The door of the hut was flung open with a bang, and the little animal with pure white fur stood at the door, panting but holding its head high and its chest puffed out with pride.

"Everyone, don't worry anymore, Bo!" Gulibo said complacently, "My work is done! All problems are solved, Bo!"

Qing Ye squatted down and forced a smile: "Gulibo, things are not as simple as you think..."

【Gulibo is right.】

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in everyone's heart.

[After all, I've been with you all until now. I've received so much care from you all along the way. Now, please allow me to contribute my own strength to you all.]

The stone seed, no, the sacred tree, relayed its opinions, and the final question was resolved. And so began this crazy, crude, and fantastical plan. Every decision was a gamble, every one of them had to succeed, and everyone had to push themselves to their limits. This required an excessive reliance on luck and perseverance to even stand a chance against the enemy.

But this is the battlefield, this is reality, so they stand up and do not hesitate to do it.

"I remember I haven't discussed the remuneration for this commission with you yet." Chu Hengkong said before the operation, "What's the price?"

"No thanks, it's voluntary labor." Shax fiddled with the butt of his unsmoked cigarette. "God will hate me if I charge for it this time."

"You really believe it."

"I believe it sometimes."

Shakes put away his cigarette butt and laid out the surgical instruments neatly on a wooden tray. He left the operating room and closed the door, leaving only the twilight inside. Vander grabbed a small drill. Beside him lay Qingxia, moaning unconsciously. She had been pushed to her limit and now relied entirely on hypnosis to enter a deep sleep, otherwise she would have transformed on the spot.

"I just did some calculations. Would you be interested in knowing the success rate of this rubbish surgery?"

"One hundred percent." The killer laughed.

"That's right, one hundred percent." Fander also smiled, "You are not so fragile that you will die here. You will definitely succeed!"

·

At the same time, in the underwater valley.

Bernfa sat at the church door and closed the book heavily.

The Requiem of Revelation records the fate of all beings. Due to his contact with the settlement, Eternal Time also made inferences based on the information he knew. It was a cold number, a firm conclusion. No matter the process or the plan, the fate of the group was determined at the moment of decision.

But Bernfa didn't want to see that conclusion. He was a bone-worshipping monk, a member of the funeral procession. In this hell where there was no rest or death, he shouldn't and couldn't do anything. He could only meet the expectations of the dead.

He wandered the empty valley. He had personally buried the souls who had lost hope, and now less than a third of the people in the mist remained. The poor people, tormented by nightmares, simply shook their heads as he approached, determined to hold on. They didn't know what they were waiting for, what they hoped for.

Bernfar felt even more sorrowful, and as he passed the destroyed and rebuilt sand houses, he realized there was still a man in the fog who had not yet gone in to rest. Torn by the vicious dog in his nightmare, he stared at the black moon alone, as if he had not slept for a long time.

"Sir, do you need help?" Bernfa approached. "You..."

He froze, recognizing the figure in the fog. The man being torn apart by the hounds turned back. It was Wolfka, a former miner from the Kingdom of Rennar. He stared at the man dressed as a priest, and long-lost memories drifted through his lifeless eyes like a dream.

"You, you!" The dog-man Wolfka seemed to wake up all of a sudden. "I remember you... Bernfar! You're the priest who warned us!"

"...It's me." Bernfa said with difficulty.

"Oh my God, it's been so many years, how are you still alive?! You were right, we should have listened to you back then, you..."

When Wolfka saw the Requiem, he suddenly understood everything. Bernfar leaned over and shook his friend's hand.

"Mr. Wolfka. If you need any help..."

"I need it. I need it!" Wufka's voice trembled. "You will fulfill the wishes of the dead, right? You... you will! Right?"

"It is my obligation. I will do everything I can to meet your expectations."

Wufka tugged at his shirt hem like a drowning man grasping at a lifeline.

"I don't need anything now, Father. But you don't know that there are people fighting against the devil." He said tremblingly, "They are likely to die. I beg you, Father! Please! Help them!"

(End of this chapter)

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