Chapter 235 My sister Lan is the best, hey
Qiao Lan's voice was so soft, so soft that Ye Qi almost couldn't hear it.
The question, which was very heavy and as light as a feather, hit his heart heavily.
Did you guys already agree on this?
"……No."
He could only give a simple and hasty answer of two words, then hurriedly left Qiao Lan's side and quickly dug out the crystal cores of the seven monsters to confirm that they were dead. Then, he rushed to a corner of the ruins in the distance to check on the enemy.
The battle on the eastern battlefield wasn't over yet, and he rushed back to save the situation after the outcome was decided. Driving Feng Feng's micro-fighter, he picked up Wen Jiaojiao and the others outside the city, and finally arrived at the scene of the half-snake monster's rampage in time.
only……
He didn't expect to kill the monster in this way.
——You must kill me and wait for the right time.
Upon his arrival, he was handed a wooden splinter. On it were a few words scribbled as if scratched with a fingernail, along with a clumsy sketch, telling him to pierce the heart and dig out the crystal core for the effect to work.
——Listen to Tang, don’t show up, and prepare for the final attack.
The spiritual perception prompt from Yin Wanying was sent into Ye Qi's brain shortly after he obtained the wood chip.
He was skeptical.
It was not until the battle situation gradually got out of control that he realized that the monster could not be killed by conventional means.
Then, there was a miracle where the little girl suddenly destroyed the monster with her mental power.
And then...
Ye Qi couldn't bear to look into Qiao Lan's eyes, and used the fact that he was busy finishing up the battlefield as an excuse to delay the explanation he had to give.
"Take the monster's core and use it if you can."
He threw the crystal core he had dug from the seven-headed monster into Wen Jiaojiao's arms, asking her and the old chef to use it to heal their wounds. He then came to the two bandit leaders who had been killed by Wen Jiaojiao.
One head was squeezed into the chest cavity, and the other had a hole in the chest. Wen Jiaojiao was ruthless and the two bandit leaders were already dead.
The two people hid very secretly. If Yin Wanying had not been there and sensed them through the spiritual imprint from the past, no one would have been able to find their trace.
How did they conceal their aura so that several masters didn't notice it?
Ye Qi bent down and squatted, examining and feeling the body.
The change happened at this moment.
When his fingers just touched the white-haired old man, suddenly, the old man's body melted like water, turned into a pool, and then quickly flowed away, wrapped around the body of the woman in a suit next to him, and together they seeped into the ground.
Ye Qi was startled and immediately threw a ball of lightning onto the water.
Hissing, sparks flashed.
But it did not slow down the opponent. The thick water quickly disappeared on the ground. When Ye Qi shook the rubble away and looked inside, he had already lost the opponent's trace.
"Ms. Yin!"
He called Yin Wanying to sense the enemy's movements.
A thin figure in a long skirt emerged from a corner not far away. Yin Wanying shook her head slightly, indicating that she could not perceive it.
The two men had indeed lost their life force, but as the old man's body dissolved, a faint lingering sense of life reappeared. The water enveloped the woman in the suit, and she too regained a glimmer of life. Then, both vanished simultaneously, their whereabouts unknown.
Why did this happen? He had been killed, yet he escaped? Yin Wanying didn't know.
She herself had experienced resurrection after death. Perhaps the technology in Saint Yes Laboratory was even more bizarre?
"That woman is the leader of laboratory technology behind the temple. She should be the 'Aunt He' you are looking for. As for the old woman..." Yin Wanying paused here.
After deep thought, he concluded, "That must be my superior, the old gentleman whom I once respected very much."
She was a member of the Temple, sent to the Crimson Dawn base by the White-robed Emissary. However, the Emissary was only superior to her in rank, and the one she truly respected and submitted to was the old man, whom she had only met once and never seen his true face, but was impressed by his profound knowledge, magnanimity, and broad-minded foresight.
"Are you going to that big base in the city?"
"Yes, sir, you are?"
"I'm from the lab."
The day she was heading from the temple to the Yeqi base was at night. As she was walking on the neat street outside the prayer hall, she was stopped by an old man standing in the shadow of the moonlight.
She could sense that the old man was not an awakened one, but just an ordinary old man, but he had an extraordinary demeanor, which made her subconsciously lower her voice.
"It's a shame you're being an undercover agent. You're capable enough to lead an entire city's temple branch, or even be elevated to a Holy Spirit." The old man smiled gently. "However, since we have Yu, why not Liang? That kid's abilities are even more astonishing."
"Sir, my abilities aren't that strong. Not to mention the Holy Spirit, even God's messengers can't compare to me."
"No, a temporary level doesn't mean anything. Your qualifications and potential are better."
"Thank you for the compliment."
The old man said kindly, "I'm not exaggerating, I'm telling the truth. You're quite good, and I'm optimistic about your future. God has tasked you with destroying the Crimson Dawn, but I think this mission might be difficult to accomplish."
"How do you put it?"
"The ethnic ecology over there might be more advanced than the faith ecology of the Temple. It might seem flawed, but it's more adaptable to the ever-changing environment of the apocalypse than a solid rock."
Yin Wanying didn't quite understand what the old man was saying. He went on to talk about the origin of the universe, the formation of planets, the biological explosion, apes, Homo sapiens, the barbaric era, dinosaurs, continental plates, and the countless catastrophic disasters and epochal changes that humanity has endured throughout history, both in China and abroad...
The moon in the sky gradually sank to the west, and Yin Wanying was fascinated by the music.
"Is the social collapse after the storm, this apocalyptic era, also a test from nature to our human race?" She asked, following the old man's train of thought.
The old man just smiled. "Why is nature testing us? To nature and the universe, any biological population, including humans, is just a tiny insect. Our life and death are of no consequence to the planet. If all life were to become extinct in the apocalypse and the planet became a dead star, it would still exist in the universe. It wouldn't care whether it was a dinosaur or a cockroach living on it."
"So, will we become extinct?"
"Yes. Every biological population will eventually disappear, just like humans are born, grow old, and eventually die. Extinction is the ultimate destination. We just don't know when that day will arrive."
"Maybe it's very far away." Yin Wanying said, "I don't care about the population. I just want to live a good life."
The old man smiled again: "Then you should live well. We will take care of the tribe's affairs."
"Who?"
"Me, and everyone who is willing to contribute to a strong and sustainable human race."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Haha, I just like chatting. I'm happy when someone is willing to listen to me and keep talking."
"Let me take a wild guess. Were you a live streamer before the apocalypse? Do you like talking?"
"Haha, after the anchor goes off the air, I'm afraid he's too tired to talk all day. I'm not an anchor. I used to be a professor at a university."
"Oh! You are amazing."
"Not very impressive, just an associate professor. When I was applying for the rank of full professor, someone stabbed me in the back and accused me of having an affair with a female student. Not only did I not get the rank, I was also expelled from the school."
Yin Wanying said apologetically, "I'm sorry to remind you of sad things."
"Haha, I'm not sad. In many areas outside of academics, I'm indeed inferior to others. Becoming a social loser is an accidental necessity."
"You are so knowledgeable, you are not a loser."
"Oh? You think so too."
The old man sighed faintly and melancholy.
Then he slowly said, "If a society allows outstanding people to become losers, suffer humiliation, and fall into the mud, if there is nothing wrong with this person, then isn't there something wrong with this society?"
He asked himself and answered: "Yes, society, population, civilization...Humanity has come this far and needs innovation."
That night, Yin Wanying and the old man chatted for a long time. She stood in the moonlight, he in the shadows. She sensed his reluctance to show himself, as if accustomed to hiding. She was captivated by his conversation and generosity, and she revered him, so she respected his habits and didn't let him speak.
Then, finally on this day, in the final battle with the monster, she met the old man again.
This time, she no longer admired him.
"Lanlan is cute, are you okay?"
Yin Wanying floated to Qiao Lan's side, stretched out her hand, and picked Qiao Lan up.
Now, the one she admires and loves is this chubby little Alan.
What kind of swarm civilization bullshit? She didn't understand that stuff, and she didn't want to understand it anymore. She'd once been mesmerized by the old man's cryptic and high-flown rhetoric, believing the Temple's absolute order and faith, along with the advanced research in the labs behind it, could lead people out of their predicament. But what if the Temple, in the final analysis, was a system of control and deception, the inflated power of personal desire? What if the labs merely churned out war machines like armed zombies and snake-man monsters, slaughtering innocents indiscriminately...
That's all bullshit.
This real and lively little fat boy in my arms, and the people working hard and fighting bloody battles in the base, are the present and future of mankind.
The corner of her lips gently touched Qiao Lan's forehead, and Yin Wanying said gently, "Thank you for your hard work."
and, “Don’t be sad.”
"elder sister……"
Lying there, severely injured and unable to rise, Qiao Lan's mind froze. The grief and shock were so intense that they had become a numb calm. Then, trapped in Yin Wanying's gentle embrace, she suddenly burst into tears.
I didn't have the energy to cry out loud, I just shed silent tears, one by one.
Yin Wanying's sleeves and skirt were wet.
"Are you willing to call me sister now?" Yin Wanying smiled happily. "You insisted on calling me auntie at the beginning, which really made me sad."
"Let my Lan Lan go, I am her sister!"
Wen Jiaojiao, lying on the ground from far away, shouted. This person was also seriously injured and couldn't get up, but no matter how serious the injury was, he still had to fight for his status, right?
"Don't be rude! The lord doesn't need a sister, you can only be sisters!"
The old chef, who was also injured and lying on the ground, joined the discussion.
"Crystal core... can you give us a little?"
Meanwhile, the space twins were extremely weak and desperately needed crystal cores to repair their injuries. But had these people forgotten about them and were discussing some trivial and bizarre topic?
Ye Qi searched the entire field for the traces of the escaped bandit leader, running in all directions, east, west, south, and north. Lightning crackled everywhere, killing some temple believers who were not yet dead. He was very busy.
"Coo-coo-coo! Coo-coo-coo!"
Gray, the messenger pigeon, flew in from nowhere, circling the injured Qiao Lan and screaming. Then, flapping its wings, it quickly flew away to fetch help.
Wen Jiaojiao and the others continued to quarrel and argue, while the mutant beasts left by Heiyun that had not yet died in the battle were howling and calling their friends to heal each other.
It was noisy all around.
Qiao Lan's tears were burning.
She knew her friends were deliberately making the place lively to help her divert attention. Everyone now understood that Xiao Tang had not betrayed her, and they also understood who was the most heartbroken.
But Xiao Tang just lay there, silent and motionless.
How can she divert her attention?
"Sister, come closer."
She reluctantly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and let Yin Wanying carry her to Xiao Tang.
Yin Wanying did as she was told and placed Qiao Lan next to Xiao Tang.
Qiao Lan was half lying in Yin Wanying's arms, holding the crystal core in one hand to restore his strength and energy, and gently reaching out the other hand and placing it on Xiao Tang's head.
Ye Qi cut the skull lightly, slicing along the seam of the skull and picking out the crystal core. As a result, there wasn't a big wound on the skull, and only a little bleeding. It looked much better than the blood-splattered area on the chest where the knife was stabbed.
But this is where it gets really deadly.
"Does it hurt?"
Qiao Lan rubbed the blade with his fingers.
The tears that were held back for a moment burst out again.
Xiao Tang! He died such a tragic death in his previous life. In this life, she planned to take him to live a long and happy life, but...
"I know, I know, but it's too late." Qiao Lan cried bitterly.
She knew that Xiao Tang was pretending to surrender to the enemy, she knew!
I had a vague suspicion before, but wasn’t sure, but now I know!
At the moment when Xiao Tang, holding the Holy Spirit, finally came to her, and met his eyes, she understood everything.
She said, Xiao Tang.
He said, Sister Lan.
"well."
Yin Wanying sighed softly.
He used a little more force in his arms to hold Qiao Lan tighter.
Qiao Lan's body was shaking. She patted her back gently and said, "It's better to have a good cry, cry out all the pain, and then start a new life tomorrow. He wants you to live a happy life and doesn't want you to be sad."
Sister Lan, are you okay? When you hear this voice, I will probably be gone.
"?!" Qiao Lan stopped crying abruptly and looked at Yin Wanying in shock.
"This is the letter Mr. Tang left for you. When you left the base, this letter was already stored with me." Yin Wanying said softly.
She lowered her head and put her forehead against Qiao Lan's, their eyebrows touching.
Qiao Lan followed her instructions, calmed down, and calmed down. Immediately, he felt a gentle energy enter his mind.
That was the memory ball left by Xiao Tang.
A master of the spiritual system like Yin Wanying can seal the scenes he sees and the sounds he hears with his mental power, and then open them at the right time according to the situation.
The complete memory group entered Qiao Lan's mind, so she not only heard Xiao Tang's voice, but also saw his image.
—Sister Lan, I'm sorry for causing you so much worry and pain. I haven't betrayed you. I'll always be your best friend. I haven't let down our friendship of many years. Don't be sad. Even after I'm gone, be happy. Keep making good friends and good brothers, and keep trusting those you should trust, okay? I'm the best, Sister Lan. Hey!
"Hey, you!" Qiao Lan cursed viciously with red eyes.
Why are you such a quiet person talking so much nonsense at this time?
...Say more, say more, Xiao Tang.
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