"Cheng Ao, we should go."
The tour guide stopped Cheng Ao, who was still thanking the boss, and led him to the next location.
"here it is?"
"School."
It was dusk, and the students poured out of the campus in unison, but each of them carried an aura of grim determination.
"School?"
Because of this, Cheng Ao was somewhat puzzled by what the tour guide was talking about regarding the school.
"Because this is Zhenjiang City," the tour guide said in a deep voice. "Here, everyone is a member of the defense line. Since they have chosen to come here, they are facing the strange beasts that may appear at any time."
Cheng Ao had also seen the Crimson Jade Mantis, and his expression became somewhat serious.
That praying mantis was terrifying, especially its menacing aura and its cunning attacks; every move was aimed at killing its enemy.
This was completely different from his sparring matches within the Chengtian clan's territory.
If it weren't for the Imperial Gem quickly healing his injuries and giving him enough time to adapt to this life-or-death struggle, he might not have made it this far.
"But aren't they a bit too young?"
The tour guide nodded: "They are just a group of high school students, but when they were going to college, they were given the option to transfer to schools in other cities."
"But most of them did not choose to leave; some of these students even transferred from other cities on their own initiative."
Cheng Ao understood why Qin Sheng said the situation outside wasn't good.
"Let's go."
The tour guide led him to the next place, the hospital.
"This is our medical facility. You can come here for free treatment, whether it's a minor ailment or an injury."
"Free?" Cheng Ao was surprised. Even the Cheng Tian clan could get sick, and the treatment was not cheap, requiring a lot of labor.
"Yes."
The tour guide led him inside for a tour, and after a short while, Cheng Ao looked at the people registering and pointed to the card in his hand with some confusion.
What is that?
"Medical card, with which he can receive medical services for free."
"But..." Cheng Ao asked suspiciously, "The photo above is different from his?"
"Um."
The tour guide nodded and said calmly, "Those were his family members who sacrificed their lives."
Cheng Ao fell silent for a moment, glancing around at the fact that most people were carrying medical cards that didn't match their own, and the reason why it was free seemed clear.
"In Zhenjiang City, you can use the medical card of a family member who sacrificed their life to obtain free medical services, or you can get some medical cards for martyrs who have no descendants."
The tour guide looked at them and said, "This is the care that seniors give to juniors, and it is also a sign of their hope."
Cheng Ao remained silent for a moment, while the tour guide continued to lead him to the next place, the city guard's garrison.
"Old Liang, you've gotten quite fat lately, you've gotten stronger."
"Shut up, trying to distract yourself? Lie down!"
With a bang, one of the fighters was thrown out of the air by an over-the-shoulder throw.
The crowd burst into laughter, teasing him while also exchanging a few blows.
The somber atmosphere was broken when the tour guide introduced Cheng Ao to everyone. Cheng Ao, under the gaze of many, seemed a little nervous.
After all, in his eyes, these were all royalty.
"This young man doesn't look much different from us, does he?"
"Could it be that they have a different construction?"
"Come on, young man, show us your skills."
The crowd started to cheer, and Cheng Ao looked at the tour guide beside him, who said it was up to him.
Cheng Ao also had this idea; he wanted to see the strength of the royal family outside and stand opposite someone on the stage.
"I'm sorry for the offense."
Cheng Ao bowed, which is a benefit learned in the human world.
"You're quite polite, kid, but nobody's polite on the battlefield!"
Halfway through the conversation, the veteran opposite him, lacking any sense of martial ethics, rushed forward and punched Cheng Ao in the eye, intending to give him a black eye.
Cheng Ao slightly turned his body to dodge, and then placed both hands on its belly.
With a whoosh, the veteran was slowly thrown out and fell to the ground.
Cheng Ao looked bewildered. He hadn't used much force.
He had suppressed his cultivation level to be one level higher than the veteran, but looking at the veteran being moved away so quickly, it seemed that he had still used too much force.
"Feel sorry…"
"It's nothing, injuries during sparring are common."
The veteran lying on the stretcher hill was laughing heartily, but the next second he pulled at his wound and grimaced, while his comrades took the opportunity to take an unflattering photo of him.
Then it roared and deleted, and was moved away.
"royal…"
After leaving the camp, Cheng Ao frowned and asked the tour guide a question he didn't understand.
"I've fought against alien beasts before. If it's that royal family member's strength, it seems insufficient to contend with alien beasts of the same level, right?"
He had already put it very tactfully; he felt that even a lower-level beast could kill the old soldier.
"That's right," the tour guide admitted immediately.
That veteran was over thirty years old, his system was still outdated, and he wasn't wearing any live weaponry, so he couldn't fight against the alien beasts at all within his level.
But that's normal. In reality, his team can hunt down beasts of the same level when they work together, and if they find the right ones, they can even severely damage the calamity species.
"Isn't he afraid of dying?"
"Afraid? Who isn't?"
The tour guide knew the problem he had been waiting for was coming. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked out at the wilderness, saying, "But we must stay here. The beasts in the Kunlun Mountains are too powerful. If we let them leave, they will grow to a higher level in no time. What will happen to the people behind us then?"
“Our family, our friends, and countless ordinary people living in peace and contentment are there.”
"We may die here, but we will definitely live in peace and prosperity in the rear, definitely!"
Cheng Ao looked back towards the camp. They were laughing and chatting happily, seemingly oblivious to when they would die.
Perhaps they were once filled with anxiety and fear, and wanted to run away, but because of their passion and the safety of their family and friends, they chose to stay here.
"But sometimes, strange beasts aren't the most terrifying..." The tour guide's voice turned somber as he looked at the few figures ahead and spoke with feeling.
"ah?"
Following his gaze, and led by the tour guide, they unknowingly arrived at a secluded path.
At that moment, dozens of people were gathered together, holding up signs and shouting something.
"That is..."
Cheng Ao's gaze shifted slightly as he saw the name Qin Sheng had mentioned on the white cloth with red lettering.
Creationism!
"That is..."
"Creative Education".
The tour guide looked at him with a complicated expression: "It used to be a cult, but now it is Creation City, and Qin Sheng is their leader."
"city?"
Cheng Ao was stunned: "Didn't you say there were only nine cities? Then wouldn't Mr. Qin be the lord of one city?"
"That's right."
So, what kind of small organization is this?
Cheng Ao was stunned, but he quickly came to his senses, a look of bewilderment and helplessness flashing in his eyes, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
What are they doing?
"What else could it be?"
The tour guide said calmly, "They were victims whose families died because the Creation Cult destroyed the city walls."
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