Chapter 92 Fungal Remains Frenzy 53 "Is that you? Nanmen Jue!"...
The voice was very soft, but he could definitely still speak, which was a good sign. Everyone present was slightly taken aback. Mo Gui sniffed and laughed out loud, but his voice was choked with sobs.
"Look at you, didn't you teach me to run fast when something happens? But you're the one who did this stupid thing. If you really die, do you want me to remember you as a man for the rest of my life? You're disgusting."
Wei Chongru closed his eyes, his face pale. "I'm sorry, your disgusting idea won't come true. Did you vomit? If you did, then eat it back."
Mo Gui felt genuinely nauseous and turned away to vomit.
"Alright, alright, stop talking." Lu Yunxiao was also happy, but he still helplessly stopped the two seriously injured brothers from talking nonsense, to prevent them from really getting into a fight and disregarding their injuries. He really thought that the two of them were capable of doing such a thing.
After the two arguing people were silenced, the two people watching also showed relieved smiles.
"That's wonderful. You were worried they wouldn't wake up," Jiang Yansi said with a smile.
Deng Erhuai was still not used to facing such direct questions about her inner thoughts. Her gaze drifted uncomfortably for a moment before turning back with a wry smile.
“The situation is not good now.” She didn’t continue the previous conversation, her expression worried. “Our explosives stockpile is running low, but those things are increasing. At this rate, we may not make it through tomorrow night.”
Jiang Yansi was still smiling, as if the bad news had no effect on him. He looked at Mo Gui and the other person with gentle eyes and just nodded.
Deng Erhuai was getting a little anxious. If it were before, she probably wouldn't have had any patience for a native, let alone in the face of life and death. She should have considered retreating long ago. But now, when she thought of that amazing person who insisted on wearing a suit even in the apocalypse and luxuriously added various attributes to the suit, and when she thought of that handsome to the point of being evil, she couldn't muster the thought of leaving.
Nanmenjue repeatedly demonstrated her concern for the indigenous people through her actions, and repeatedly emphasized that they were also real people. The preconceived notion of the main god seemed to be shaken. Now, looking at these indigenous people, even if Deng Erhuai could escape on her own, she didn't want to run away anymore.
She looked at the other people who were also covered in wounds. Weren't they all the same? If it weren't for Nanmen Jue's influence, none of them would be here right now.
To protect the lives of a group of indigenous people, these reincarnated individuals unanimously arrived at the same place, unanimously stayed, and unanimously risked their lives.
Why is this happening? Does it all have any meaning? Deng Erhuai didn't know, and she thought no one else could answer it either.
If you really want to know why they did it, it's because that's what that person did.
Thinking about all this, Deng Erhuai felt slightly dazed, but now was not the time to be dazed. She quickly regained her senses and called out in a stronger tone, "Mayor Jiang!"
Jiang Yansi nodded gently, "I heard you."
"Why aren't you in a hurry at all?" Deng Erhuai was truly helpless. She glanced at the old man next to her and suddenly had an idea. She said, "You and Father Zhang are really alike. He also... calmly chose to die back then."
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Jiang Yansi, who had remained unmoved by the wind, suddenly changed her expression. "Me, like that old man? Don't insult me like that. That guy would scheme against himself to achieve his goals. I don't want to be compared to him."
Deng Erhuai didn't expect that these words would elicit such a strong reaction from him. He paused for a moment, suppressing the urge to curl his lips into a smile.
However, remembering that Father Zhang had indeed orchestrated his own death to allow Nanmen Jue to take over Zhang Zhi, the corners of her mouth straightened up again.
Seeing the struggle in Deng Erhuai's eyes, Jiang Yansi put away her exaggerated expression and patted her shoulder kindly, "I know what you're saying. No one knows the firepower in this town better than me. By tomorrow night, that's the most optimistic estimate. I think if we can hold out until tomorrow morning, it's still a question."
As he spoke, a barrage of artillery fire passed by the window behind him, landing in the distance and exploding into a dazzling display of fireworks. The crimson flames illuminated his smiling face, creating a chillingly eerie scene.
But Deng Erhuai felt no fear, not because she was a powerful reincarnator, but because these days she had clearly seen how this steady but occasionally eccentric old man was painstakingly considering the lives of everyone, and how others respected and loved him.
As a human being, one should never be afraid of this kind of person.
Deng Erhuai remained silent, but was suddenly startled by Jiang Yansi's next words and looked up.
“If you can leave, leave tonight,” Jiang Yansi said with a smile. “I know you people have some other skills, and you’ve only stayed because you can’t bear to see everyone here die… I’m really grateful to you, but you know the situation now, and no one will blame you.”
Deng Erhuai was dumbfounded. This was the first time she had abandoned her arrogance and prejudice and truly spent time with an indigenous person, and this person had given her so much to be amazed by.
"You...you really know?" she stammered. "What do you know?"
Jiang Yansi's eyes were clear, unlike those of an old man. They were as clear as those of a young person who had never experienced the world, yet they were also insightful and tolerant. Deng Erhuai glanced at him and felt somewhat ashamed of himself.
She had never really looked into the eyes of the natives, whether in reality or among the reincarnators; she had never seen such pure eyes.
Jiang Yansi shook her head calmly, "I don't know anything. I just want to try my best to let those who can live and want to live live."
Deng Erhuai pursed her lips, and after a moment of silence, she whispered, "I'm going to find him."
Both of them knew perfectly well who "he" referred to.
Jiang Yansi shook her head again, this time with a much more serious expression. "If it's really as you say, that he's the most capable one among you, then he absolutely shouldn't have left Zhang Zhi's side, just like he said himself."
Now everyone understands the reason for this crisis: Cheng Xiuye wants Zhang Zhi. In order to keep his promise to Nanmen Jue and prevent Cheng Xiuye's feint attack from succeeding, the cloaked man Ying Yao has been guarding Zhang Zhi closely and has not actually participated in the battle.
I don't know if Cheng Xiuye knows him, but as long as he's by Zhang Zhi's side, he really doesn't rush in to do anything.
Both the reincarnators and visionary natives like Jiang Yansi keenly realized something.
Cheng Xiuye went to great lengths to get Zhang Zhi, and it was definitely not for those few thousand points. No one dared to bet on what he would become or what he would do once he actually got her.
Deng Erhuai had more ideas than Jiang Yansi could come up with, but she had to make this suggestion now because she had truly exhausted all other options.
"When you leave, take Zhang Zhi with you," Jiang Yansi said. "That child's abilities are too special. We can't let her fall into the hands of bad people no matter what. That old man really trusts me, thinking that someone like me, who's also half-buried in the ground, can protect such an important child..."
He snorted as if he were very angry, but Deng Erhuai could tell that there was no anger about the trouble in his tone, only a bit of bitterness, and even a hint of pride and relief from his old friend's trust in him.
Deng Erhuai felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. She knew what would happen to the residents who remained here once she and her group left.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, but she didn't know who she was apologizing to.
Perhaps she felt guilty about her shared identity as a reincarnator.
She had never realized so profoundly the drastic changes that the reckless actions of the reincarnators would bring to the original inhabitants of these reincarnation worlds.
"If only he were here," Deng Erhuai suddenly murmured.
Jiang Yansi's eyes flickered. "Him?"
Realizing that she had actually voiced her thoughts, a blush unconsciously crept onto Deng Erhuai's mature and beautiful face, but she remained composed.
“Nanmen Jue, I’m not afraid to admit it, but every time I’m in a crisis, I can’t help but think, ‘If only he were here.’” Deng Erhuai said. “The sense of security he gives people is unparalleled. If you could actually meet him, you would understand why I say that.”
"The man that Lao Zhang entrusted to Zhang Zhi...?" Jiang Yan habitually used the term "child," but he had heard this name many times recently, and thinking about what he had done, he felt that the term was inappropriate, so he changed it to the slightly strange "man."
Deng Erhuai didn't notice his pause. She looked out the window at the blood-red sky and nodded gently.
Jiang Yansi was also a little lost in thought.
He didn't know Nanmen Jue, but lately, the probability of hearing Nanmen Jue's name mentioned by anyone was too high. Even Ying Yao, who seemed cold and robotic and indifferent to everyone, couldn't help but participate when he heard about Nanmen Jue.
This name holds a unique place in the hearts of these people, like a special symbol. Whenever this name is mentioned, the entire atmosphere changes, as if even the most desperate situation will turn around. Conversations are filled with thoughts like, "If Nanmen were here...", "Brother Nanmen could definitely...", and "Brother Jue might do this...".
This is amazing.
These people formed their own faction, with a unique atmosphere among them. Jiang Yansi hadn't asked much before, but at this moment he couldn't help but ask, "Is he more powerful than any of you? More powerful than that cloaked man?"
Deng Erhuai hesitated for a moment, "I don't know how strong the cloaked man is, but I think Nanmen is probably no match for him right now."
Jiang Yansi fell silent.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Deng Erhuai said. “Although he’s not the strongest, he’s definitely the one who can bring hope to others, the one with the most solutions, and the one who will never give up and will fight to the very end. I always felt that he would definitely have a way to deal with this situation.”
“He sounds like a righteous warrior,” Jiang Yansi said softly.
"A righteous warrior?" A strange look suddenly appeared on Deng Erhuai's face. Just as she was about to turn her head, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in her sight.
She turned her head sharply, staring wide-eyed in disbelief at the approaching crow, and rubbed her face vigorously.
"...South Gate?"
She murmured softly, then suddenly cried out in a trembling voice, "Is that you? Nanmen Jue!"
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