Chapter 153 Night Candle Rules 31 A Young Man's Thoughts
Nanmen Jue previously thought that Yu Wanyan's crazy and obsessive personality was shaped by being dragged into this cannibalistic world at the age of fourteen or fifteen. Now it seems that it was her madness and obsession that allowed her to survive in one brutal apocalypse after another.
Nanmen Jue suddenly didn't want to say anything anymore.
Debating with people is not her interest, especially when it comes to right and wrong. She's always the one being criticized and insulted. The thought of her having to play the role of a good person gives her goosebumps.
However, Nanmen Jue didn't want to speak, but Yu Wanyan still had something to say.
Why aren't you saying anything? Don't you think so?
“I have nothing to say,” Nanmen Jue said. “This is your choice, your life. You kill people, and others will come to kill you. What can I say?”
She had never spoken in such a cold tone before; it was truly a matter of indifference.
Yu Wanyan paused, the rage in her eyes subsided, and after a moment of silence, she said, "In this world, people are divided into different classes. Some people are smart, some have good family backgrounds, and some are capable. As long as you have something that makes you better than others, you can live by stepping on others. Can you deny that?"
Nanmen Jue simply stared at her.
“You can’t refute it, because you live the same way. When you become strong enough, you can mold and crush everyone at will. Don’t you also choose to solve problems with killing?” Yu Wanyan laughed again. “But you… are still not quite the same as me. You are not my kind. I can feel it.”
When the two women who had gone out to deal with the surrounding environment returned, they saw that the women were still talking, and silently went back to the lit candles.
Nanmen Jue glanced at Yu Wanyan again, then went straight to the other two.
"How is the situation?"
"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but it seems like there are more and more ghostly servants the further we go," Wei Chongru said uneasily.
"There are all sorts of strange and unusual dead bodies. I've certainly seen something new." Mo Gui, on the other hand, was quite nonchalant and showed no signs of fear.
Wei Chongru looked at him with newfound respect, as if he had underestimated the young man's courage, and patted him on the shoulder.
Nanmen Jue didn't react to this, remaining as calm as a pillar of strength. Seeing that neither of them seemed flustered, Wei Chongru gradually calmed down as well.
Looking at Yu Wanyan standing alone not far away, seemingly about to be swallowed by the night, Mo Gui whispered, "Brother Jue, are you really not planning to kill her?"
Nanmen Jue said, "Do you have a deep-seated hatred for her?"
"No, not really, but I was terrified by her." Mo Gui shook his head and looked over there again.
Nanmen Jue looked at him. "What are you trying to say?"
Mo Gui said, "This..."
Wei Chongru looked around and said, "It's like this, Brother Nanmen, what Mo Gui wants to ask is whether it's possible to guide that girl back to the right path?"
"The right path?" Nanmen Jue repeated the word with amusement.
“I think… she’s so young, according to educational psychology, she shouldn’t be fully developed yet?” Mo Gui lowered his head, his ears turning slightly red. “Since she can control her behavior for Jue-ge, it means she’s not that hopeless, right?”
Nanmen Jue thought for a moment, "You like her?"
Mo Gui: ...
Mo Gui jumped up in alarm, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want, Brother Jue! I also have a reputation to maintain!"
"Sit down! Sit down!" Wei Chongru pulled him hard, even though Yu Wanyan had already looked over!
Mo Gui also realized the problem and glanced at Yu Wanyan. He was speaking so loudly that Yu Wanyan must have heard him, but she just glared at him with disdain, snorted arrogantly, and went straight to the unconscious Li San, squatted down and fiddled with something.
The three of them remained silent for a moment, watching as Yu Wanyan casually took action, suffocating the barely alive Li San, and then proceeding with a series of skillful and indifferent actions.
Mo Gui swallowed hard, turned around with a pale face, and said, "Who would dare to like this? I don't know I have that kind of ability."
Nanmen Jue seemed to smile, but the smile disappeared too quickly, and Mo Gui thought he had misread it.
As the night grew quiet, the stench of blood became familiar in the environment. Mo Gui tried to ignore Yu Wanyan, who was behind him with her hands covered in blood from modifying human bodies, and his gaze involuntarily fell on Nanmen Jue's face.
...He's lost weight. Mo Gui thought to himself, lost in thought.
Nanmen Jue has always been very thin. Among the several golden names standing at the top of the Reincarnation Space, Nanmen Jue is the thinnest one. Sometimes she makes people feel that she is so slender that she is not like a man. But when she stands with others, her powerful aura and domineering presence make people naturally ignore this.
To everyone, Nanmen Jue was an enigma. No one knew what she was thinking, and they had all suffered because of it. She would step forward in the most dangerous moments, and she would also bring nightmares that brought despair to everyone. She seemed to always be smiling, but she never seemed to be truly happy. Mo Gui's mind raced. He recalled that the time he remembered Nanmen Jue being the most relaxed was the night in the previous world when they were having a barbecue together at the Furnace Base.
At that time, Hong Chenxi was still alive, and Zhang Zhi was still there. They were not distinguished as reincarnators or natives. They were just people struggling to survive in the apocalypse. Nanmen Jue was a little drunk. She smiled so softly, and her eyes were like the light of shattered stars.
It's beautiful.
What is he thinking?!
Mo Gui suddenly woke up, startled to find himself staring blankly at Nanmen Jue. He felt a chill run down his spine, as if the fur on his body was about to stand on end like a small animal. But Nanmen Jue didn't pay any attention to him, simply closing his eyes to rest. Mo Gui's fur then softened again, and he rested his chin on his hand, looking at Nanmen Jue openly.
In terms of ruthlessness, Jue-ge is far more ferocious than Yu Wan-yan, but the mere mention of liking Yu Wan-yan makes him dizzy, nauseous, and vomit—he'd rather not have it at all. But if he liked Nanmen Jue, it wouldn't seem so hard to accept… Wait a minute, isn't Jue-ge a man? He's never had this kind of fetish before! This must be… an admiration for the strong! Yes!
Mo Gui was struck by a huge sense of guilt, feeling like he was completely out of character. Even though no one knew what he was thinking, he closed his eyes and, to prove his determination, deliberately turned over so that his back was to Nanmen Jue.
...
The next day, they entered Anxia City.
The city, now in ruins, still hints at its former prosperity. The temperature here is relatively warm, and the ivy climbing the buildings still retains a touch of green, but it remains desolate and cold, devoid of people or signs of non-human activity.
As you walk further in, you can see traces of burning on the road. Following the traces, you can see one pile of dead bodies after another. Some of these piles of dead bodies are completely burned, while others are only half burned, as if the fire suddenly went out and no one continued to rekindle it. Ashes, bones, and rotting corpses are piled together, along with traces of animals gnawing on them.
None of them were experiencing the apocalypse for the first time, so they didn't react much to these scenes, though their expressions weren't very good.
Nanmenjue suddenly stopped.
The others didn't know why Nanmen Jue had come here, and when they saw her stop, they all stopped in confusion as well.
Wei Chongru cautiously surveyed his surroundings. "Brother Nanmen, what should we do now?"
Nanmen Jue didn't answer. The world in her right eye magnified and shrank, not missing any minute detail.
This is the place where Nanmen Yu's biometric information appeared in the previous scan. Now that she has come here, she has indeed seen this information, but it has not spread. It's as if she has simply vanished into thin air here.
The break was so clean, either because too much time had passed and the information had dissipated, or because the person died here.
Nanmen Jue glanced back at the pile of corpses, half-burned and now covered in dust, then indifferently looked away.
She didn't say a word, but her aura became even more oppressive, and Wei Chongru, who was asking questions, immediately shut his mouth.
Who cares where Nanmen Jue takes them? If it weren't for Nanmen Jue, they would have been reincarnated many times over. Let Nanmen Jue do whatever he wants with them.
Mo Gui glanced at Nanmen Jue furtively. He was unusually silent today and deliberately avoided making eye contact with Nanmen Jue. Wei Chongru joked that he had forgotten to bring his megaphone when he went out, but he ignored him.
At that moment, he suddenly realized something and whispered, "Brother Jue, are you looking for the White-Robed Saint?"
Wei Chongru and Yu Wanyan looked at him in surprise. He scratched his head. "Brother Jue said he was coming to find someone, and his purpose was so clear. It must be because Ying Yao said there were traces of the White-Robed Saint here, right? Aren't they both looking for him?"
Wei Chongru looked Mo Gui up and down as if he were seeing him for the first time. "Not simple. The zombie gave you back your brain?"
Mo Gui: "...Go to hell."
He averted his gaze as if to cover it up.
Although no one would ask, he still felt guilty. His mind suddenly started working faster not because he had become smarter, but because since last night, his mind, energy, and thoughts had taken a sharp turn, all focused on Nanmen Jue. He wasn't intentionally thinking about it, but when someone cares so much about another person, everything about that person is magnified, and then he unconsciously starts analyzing...
Good heavens! Has he become gay at such a young age? This relationship changed so quickly, like a tornado, he couldn't control it at all! Mo Gui was heartbroken.
Compared to having a crush on a contestant, having a crush on a contestant is much more direct.
Yu Wanyan said, "The White-Robed Saint? What do you want with her?"
Nanmen Jue remained silent, intently searching for clues.
Yu Wanyan pouted, "I've seen her once..."
As soon as she spoke, Nanmen Jue's sharp gaze fell upon her.
“Her prop is pretty amazing; it can not only save people, but also dig holes,” Yu Wanyan said. “When I met her, she was living in a hole she had dug herself.”
Nanmen Jue looked down at the ground and said, "Step back."
The others were confused, but experience told them it was best to obey Nanmen Jue's words. So the three of them quickly retreated. Nanmen Jue took out a small bomb and placed it on the ground, then retreated as well. She then drew her gun, fired a burst of bullets, and lit the fuse with terrifying accuracy.
The ground was blown open, and Nanmen Jue walked into the smoke and dust. Sure enough, a crater appeared in the ground. Without thinking, Nanmen Jue jumped in, and Mo Gui followed without thinking either.
"Brother Jue, cough cough cough! Over here, cough cough! Huh?"
Mo Gui finally opened his eyes, which were watering from the fumes, and saw Nanmen Jue standing blankly in front of a wooden table.
On the table was a box of... cookies?
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