These things are obviously unusual at first glance.
But... what about the soul?
What about those who were rescued like him?
That exquisitely handsome man… wasn’t human either? Then what was he?
Camer swallowed hard, unable to utter a word.
Long Xun sat there calmly, a heavy sword lying across his lap and a light sword in his hand. He took out a soft cloth from somewhere and gently wiped the blade.
Even after killing so many zombies today, these two swords are still so clean, their blades gleaming with a cold light.
Camer sat quietly for a while, but the restlessness in his heart became more and more obvious. He couldn't help but speak up again: "Brother Long, I don't want to leave."
"Hmm?" Long Xun looked up.
Despite the strange, subtle sensations emanating from his body, Camer continued, "Even if I were just an ordinary person, I wouldn't want to leave. Brother Long, I can't let you guys be fighting zombies and saving people while I run away like a coward. I want to be able to do something too."
Po's angry voice still seemed to echo in his ears, and Camer couldn't help but grip the ordinary iron sword in his hand even tighter, as if this would let Long Xun feel his determination.
Long Xun didn't say anything, he just looked at him quietly.
In the once pitiful, unattended computer live streaming rooms, more and more people are now opening their own rebroadcast rooms, and every rebroadcast room is now completely full.
The various types of screen refreshes can cause any high-end home computer on the market to lag terribly.
What is he saying? Doesn't he know that staying here will cause a lot of trouble for others?
[Brave warrior! You have courage! That's highly commendable! However, I personally think you're just a drag on the team...]
I also want to be able to do something!
[I also wish I could do something! +1]
[+!]
[Add your ID number!]
...
Camer stared nervously at Long Xun's calm, expressionless face. His face was so handsome that it always gave people unparalleled pressure, making it impossible to keep their eyes on him. But at this moment, Camer had tried to ignore this and just made his eyes look more sincere and convincing.
"I can't kill zombies, but I can learn... learn to wield a sword, use all sorts of weapons... There are so many zombies outside, I can still be useful... And look, while you're all so tired, I, an ordinary person, haven't expended much energy because I'm protected. That way, I can keep watch at night, and if anything happens, I can warn you... At least I can be a human shield!"
Camer felt even more nervous than during his first job interview. His body was inexplicably hot, a surge of heat coursing through his veins, muscles, and every bone. A strange courage even led him to say that he was willing to die.
"I...I also have hope of protecting someone."
Instead of aimlessly searching for a job, getting married, having children, and then spending the rest of one's life worrying about the children, without dreams, goals, or even faith.
"I don't want to be... a coward."
He knew that staying might lead to death and would be extremely dangerous. The stench of the zombies that had almost pounced on his face earlier that day still made him nauseous. He was covered in sticky, bloody residue, and the dried blood in his hair was stuck to his head like a packet of instant noodles. He could easily pull off a large scab, making him look utterly wretched.
“Let me stay, Brother Long,” he said.
Perhaps it was because Cameron's expression was too devout and too stubborn that fewer people were posting on his screen.
I don't know why... seeing him like this suddenly made me want to cry.
Who is this person? Does anyone know?
I need some peace and quiet... Don't ask me who Jingjing is.
Actually... does anyone else think this guy is pretty handsome?
They are all very handsome.
[Upstairs +1.]
[+2.]
[+ID number.]
...
Long Xun remained calm as ever. His gaze lingered on the man before him, who seemed to be radiating light, and he asked softly, "Aren't you afraid of death? I can't guarantee that I can always protect you unharmed."
He will never understand humanity, not even if he lives and reincarnates among them.
He wasn't unaware of the strange looks people were giving him, nor was he unaware of his own incompatibility with others.
He didn't understand why humans cry, why they laugh, why they betray each other, why lovers turn against each other, why people's hearts are fickle, and why love doesn't last.
He also couldn't understand why people who were afraid of death would have the courage to take a gamble, why the small human body contained boundless power, or why selfish people would have the kindness to give everything to help others.
This human trembled with fear when facing zombies, unable to even hold his sword. He needed to roar to muster the courage to swing it with each strike. He vomited violently and cried pitifully. He knew that staying would mean living such an uncertain life every day, but he was still willing to stay.
“I know.” Camer smiled, not the fake smile honed in the workplace, but the resolute smile that seemed to come from having found meaning in life and being able to do something for that meaning.
His small smile, calm and serene, made him seem to shine brightly in the night sky.
"Some things are more important than life."
He was still afraid of dying, but there were always some things more important than life.
These people... Long Xun, Xila, Yin Chen, Eryuan Sanliang, each of them is an incredibly powerful non-human being. Even an ordinary person like him, who isn't particularly bright, knows how important their existence is.
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