Chapter 74 Fungal Remains Frenzy 35 Who's the one lying to the little girl? ...
There were too many natives present, and Yu Wanyan's unrestrained way of speaking violated the rules. The severe punishment made her vomit blood, but her eyes became even more excited. She stared intently at Nanmen Jue, like a crazy collector who had found a peerless jade.
"Brother Jue, you really... never let me down..."
Her voice was shrill, piercing through the entire battlefield. Everyone, whether they understood it or not, heard it. Those who could understand it turned around in astonishment. Wei Chongru was even nearly attacked by the giant eagle because he was distracted, but was forcefully knocked away by Deng Erhuai at the critical moment.
"Don't get distracted! Are you out of your mind?!" she shouted angrily, while simultaneously jolting herself awake from her trembling state.
"Did you hear what she said?" Wei Chongru asked blankly.
Deng Erhuai trembled all over, her voice hoarse with excitement at witnessing the rise of yet another legend.
“I heard that.” Her eyes shone brightly. “Nanmen Jue is the fifth golden name in the Reincarnation Space.”
The fifth gold name proves that Nanmen Jue has the capital to rival the four guild leaders, and also makes those rabble who fantasize about killing Nanmen Jue to get rewards from the three guilds and the main god weigh their own strength and see how many moves they can withstand from a gold-named reincarnator.
"That's wonderful." At this moment, Deng Erhuai almost forgot her identity, her purpose in entering this world, and the declaration she had made to Nanmen Jue. Now, she was filled with joy because Nanmen Jue possessed extraordinary strength.
The stronger she is, the less likely she is to be killed.
She had long forgotten how much she had gritted her teeth and wanted to tear Nanmen Jue to pieces when she first entered this world of reincarnation and saw her name. At this moment, she even realized with shame that she hadn't even thought of the hatred for her dead companion, because subconsciously, she had already assumed that there must be more to that matter. Nanmen Jue didn't want to talk about it, but there were no absolute secrets in the reincarnation space. She would go back and report the truth. How to investigate and how to make a decision would naturally be decided by the leader of Iron Drill.
So at this moment, Wei Erhuai was extremely grateful that Nanmen Jue was strong enough and that she was able to protect herself in this dangerous space, facing the many monsters and demons who wanted to hunt her.
Looking at Nanmen Jue's figure, Deng Erhuai felt admiration, gratitude, and relief, and almost shed tears.
Yu Wanyan, who was being held by Nanmen Jue, didn't think much. She laughed and cried, stretching out her arms in a mad manner, trying to touch Nanmen Jue's face.
"How perfect, from your face to your strength, you're so perfect... If I could turn you into my puppet, my life would be worth it... But I can't bear to part with you. Those things are so dull and boring. Even when you're raising a dog, you want to see it wag its tail and hear it bark. What's the use of being so dull? They're just tools... You're much more beautiful when you're alive."
Her eyes shone with an unparalleled fervor, even more intense than when she first met Nanmen Jue.
Before she could finish speaking, Nanmen Jue suddenly narrowed her eyes, threw aside the person in her hand with an impossible reaction speed, and quickly did five consecutive side rolls to avoid the two puppets that were attacking her.
Amidst her fluttering hair, Nanmen Jue's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's; she recognized the faces of the two puppets.
These were Cheng Xiuye's two subordinates with purple names who had appeared in the conference room earlier. They had attacked Deng Erhuai and his group but escaped.
How ironic that the enemy they wanted to deal with spared their lives out of pity, only to die at the hands of the very people they had served.
Nanmen Jue could imagine the whole process. Jin Jian said that Cheng Xiuye had her own methods to gather them, so it didn't matter if they didn't start at the same location. So these people returned to Cheng Xiuye's side. They thought that Cheng Xiuye would lead them to continue fighting and survive this apocalypse by killing people. However, what awaited them was Yu Wanyan's modified tools.
Nanmen Jue wanted to laugh, and she did laugh. Just like the male puppet before, once it was modified into a puppet, its strength would actually increase. Surrounded by two puppets whose strength was no less than that of an orange-level puppet, Nanmen Jue let out a sarcastic sneer, which attracted the attention of Yu Wanyan, who had already hidden to the side.
"Brother Jue, I'm conflicted right now. I don't know if I should kill you and turn you into a puppet." Yu Wanyan rubbed her neck, where there were still terrifying finger marks. If she hadn't used the props, she probably wouldn't be able to stand and speak now. She smiled with an unusually pure and sweet smile. "This is the first time I've seen such a perfect man like you. I really can't bear to let you go. But it's precisely because you're so perfect that I really can't bear to let you go."
Her two sentences seemed to be repetitive, but Nanmen Jue understood what she meant. She nimbly dodged an attack from a puppet, turned around, and stabbed its heart with a knife in one hand—she had already figured out the puppet's weakness last time.
"Is this how you confess to a guy? That's pretty unique."
Hearing this, Yu Wanyan was stunned for a moment, then her face suddenly lit up with surprise. "You realized this was a confession? Will you say yes?"
Nanmen Jue slammed the head of another puppet into the ground, then looked up to reveal eyes that still held a hint of ferocity, yet were smiling.
"Go and kill the one hiding inside, and I'll agree to your request, okay?"
"Using tricks to achieve your goals by deceiving little girls is too low-level. It's not good and it will damage your reputation, Nanmen Jue."
Cheng Xiuye emerged from the ruins, half of his shoulder covered in blood. His calm demeanor was fueled by a burning fervor. He slowly walked over the rubble towards him. Nanmen Jue sneered and threw the puppet in his hand at him.
Three against one, and Cheng Xiuye is supposedly the number one person after Jin Ming. Perhaps his physical stats are already on par with Jin Ming's. This is really bad.
Nanmen Jue made an almost cold judgment in her mind, but the smile on her face was frivolous and arrogant. She looked down and saw that the durability of the little suit she had been wearing until now had finally run out. It had been torn open by the puppet.
But it doesn't matter. If the coat is torn, there's still the shirt, and if the shirt is torn, there's still the innermost layer, a special vest produced by the main god. It's not only fully functional, but it also specially conceals her figure.
Nanmen Jue unbuttoned the last two buttons of his coat and slowly rolled up his sleeves. "The person who did this first has the nerve to criticize others? How dare they?"
Yu Wanyan turned her head left and right, but didn't say anything. She just watched the two of them clash with great interest.
Cheng Xiuye's glasses flashed, obscuring his eyes. "I didn't lie to her. I promised her I would hand you over to her, and I don't intend to go back on my word."
Hearing this, Nanmen Jue burst into laughter, his shoulders shaking with mirth. "Then you're destined to break your promise—because it's simply impossible to do. Don't come any closer!"
Wei Chongru and Deng Erhuai had already dealt with the giant eagle. It had damaged Nanmen Jue's vital parts. Although it took them some effort, they managed to kill it. At this moment, they were trying to move towards this side with Lu Yunxiao.
Hearing her stern shout, the group stopped in their tracks, their eyes still fixed on the scene with tension.
This level of combat was beyond their capabilities. Nanmen Jue could sense their feelings, but she didn't want anyone else to get hurt or die for her.
Cheng Xiuye and Yu Wanyan didn't even glance in that direction, as if the stone cabbage walking towards them wasn't worth their attention at all.
Their goal is Nanmen Jue, and only Nanmen Jue.
“There’s something I’m curious about.” Under the men’s predatory gazes, Nanmen Jue said calmly, “Why did you suddenly change your mind and want to kill me that night? When you started assembling your army, you didn’t know that Jin Jian was coming to find me, did you?”
“This is the style of Ouroboros,” Cheng Xiuye said. “I am a high-ranking official second only to the chairman. You openly oppose me, which is to trample Ouroboros’ dignity underfoot. It would not be unjust to kill you.”
Nanmen Jue raised an eyebrow. "You rascal, that's not what you said that afternoon. You were quite humble to win me over. You said you'd give me time to consider, but then you gathered an army to kill me in the middle of the night. Are you this fickle, or is your guild leader this fickle?"
Cheng Xiuye's lips moved slightly, "Is there a difference?"
Nanmen Jue stared intently at his glasses and asked cryptically, "Does your Ouroboros' methods also include massacring indigenous people to achieve your goals?"
"Nanmen Jue, what exactly are you trying to say?" Cheng Xiuye said. "It's a bit late to be asking for a reconciliation call now."
As if she had heard something funny again, Nanmen Jue laughed again, revealing a set of neat white teeth. Suddenly, her laughter turned cold, and her voice became indifferent and sharp.
"Is the person you contacted using these glasses really your president, Zhou Yiming?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked astonished. Yu Wanyan tilted her head and looked at Cheng Xiuye beside her.
Cheng Xiuye controlled his expression very quickly, but Nanmen Jue still caught the fleeting look of astonishment on his face.
"Looks like I guessed right, how lucky I am," Nanmen Jue said with a smile.
“I don’t understand what you’re saying,” Cheng Xiuye said. “Are you planning to implicate me again at the last minute, spreading rumors about my disloyalty to Ouroboros? It’s pointless. Yu Wanyan isn’t that loyal either; she won’t go back and tell the chairman.”
Yu Wanyan let out a soft "Eek," but didn't offer any opinion. Instead, she raised her head, looking as if it was "as it should be."
"Who would dare to expect the little princess to be a mouthpiece?" Nanmen Jue laughed. "But aren't there other members from the three major guilds in this world? Iron Drill and Entropy Ash stand behind me. What, you want to spread rumors that they are as disloyal and unjust as you are?"
Cheng Xiuye fell silent, and the pupils of the people behind her also trembled, wondering what shocking juicy gossip they had just stumbled upon.
“I don’t need to explain anything to you,” Cheng Xiuye said.
“Alright, when we get back to the lobby, I will personally visit your president and ask him if he knows the purpose of your glasses,” Nanmen Jue said politely.
These words seemed to break some taboo, and a sinister smile appeared on Cheng Xiuye's pale, beardless face.
"You don't have that chance anymore."
"Nanmen Jue, you will die here."
The next second, Nanmen Jue was already in front of him.
In his constricted pupils, Nanmen Ju's victorious smile was reflected.
"See? I told you you were the one who lied to the girl first."
His seemingly teasing tone concealed a chilling killing intent as Nanmen Jue drew his knife and plunged it into Cheng Xiuye's heart.
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