Chapter 127 Night Candle Rules 5: A Battle of Wits and Courage, Nanmen Jue Wins. ...
With the map in hand, Nanmenjue's next objective became clear.
A man, a crow, carrying the unused guns from the previous world, Nanmen Jue became a figure more fearsome than the strangeness itself in this eerie realm.
Although communications had been lost, the fire that broke out that night was so large that it attracted the attention of other shelters. Through their inquiries, news spread that the stadium shelter had been wiped out by a single major sent by the provisional coalition government.
"Everyone's dead, how did they know? They even know their names and positions clearly, it's so hard to guess." Nanmen Jue, carrying a gun, casually stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth and took a bite.
Behind her was a burning church, which was also a small gathering place. It was not on the map that Tang Shihua had drawn earlier, but was discovered by chance by Nanmen Jue when he was looking for directions.
There weren't many people hiding inside, but they couldn't be left out. Nanmen Jue used the fastest method to kill everyone, without even a single scream being heard.
Suddenly her ears twitched; a strange creature was approaching. She quickened her pace and left.
As the commotion grew, the strange servants in this strange realm began to gather towards the firelight, forming an ever-growing army. Since it was Nanmen Jue who caused it, they were basically chasing after him.
"Was it information leaked by those reincarnators?" A raven perched on her shoulder.
"No need to overthink it, it's that bastard Zhang Jin." The voice grew closer, and Nanmen Jue started running. "He wants to use the power of this world to restrain me. It seems he's also wary of me."
Nanmen Jue was fast, but there were just too many ghost servants. She rushed around the corner of the street and bumped into a large group of fresh ghost servants. She couldn't help but let out an "Oh ho!" and took out a grenade and threw it.
These smaller-scale weapons were almost exhausted in the last world, but Ying Yao managed to get some from the real world.
Ying Yao must have connections in real life, but he didn't say it, and Nanmen Jue didn't press him for details. The two maintained a subtle tacit understanding.
Just as I was thinking of Ying Yao, Crow mentioned him.
"Was this also given by Ying Yao? He and you should have entered this world in the same batch, right? Could he be in this world too?"
"He promised me before that he wouldn't bind me to anything using any props. As for whether it will happen in this world..." Nanmen Jue narrowed his eyes and didn't continue.
She really couldn't say for sure.
After all, this guy has learned from past mistakes. When he determines that Nanmen Jue's safety is more important than what he promised, he will not hesitate to break his promise and will not feel ashamed at all.
Nanmen Jue had no way to deal with this; she couldn't very well tie him up and prevent him from entering the cycle of reincarnation.
The crow understood. Nanmen Jue had a grudge about Ying Yao breaking the agreement, which led to Zhang Zhi being captured by Yu Wanyan. However, she had no right to blame Ying Yao, nor could she really be angry with him.
No matter how harsh Nanmen Jue's words were, Ying Yao had indeed saved her life, so she couldn't bring herself to be ruthless.
Nanmen Jue had a somber face. Since entering this world, she had hardly ever smiled. Fortunately, the crows could not fly out of the Ghost Realm and had been with her, allowing her to still talk.
In this eerie realm, day and night are indistinguishable. Nanmen Jue glanced at the time; it was already nine o'clock at night.
"Let's find a place to spend the night?" the crow suggested.
Nanmenjue unfolded the map and drew an X on the location of the church.
Of the fifteen shelters on the map, six have already been marked with an X.
"We're moving very fast." The crow is providing a lot of emotional value right now, and I'm just afraid that Nanmen Jue might do something rash without it. "At this rate, we'll be able to find an anchor point and leave this place in another two or three days."
Nanmen Jue's expression showed no sign of relief; instead, it grew even more somber. "Things probably won't go so smoothly from here on out."
"Why?" the crow asked, startled. "Are you afraid the Snow Woman will come after you?"
This is highly likely. To the Snow Maiden, all living beings in the Ghost Realm are her sacrifices. She would not stand idly by after killing Nanmen Jue and massacring her ghost servants.
"No." Nanmen Jue denied, "Human mobility is much stronger than that of the supernatural. I caught them off guard these past two days. They didn't expect me to be so ruthless. Destroying one shelter wasn't enough; I had to wipe them all out one by one. Now, even if they're slow on the uptake, they should know to find a way to deal with me."
The crow suddenly realized, "You mean, they're going to unite? But this is the Realm of Ghosts, it won't be easy for them... No, that's not right."
"It seems you've realized it." Nanmen Jue raised a cold smile. "Humans in this world find it difficult to unite, but this place isn't just made up of humans from this world."
...
"Mr. Zhang, is this how you kill a madman?"
The only prison in Wuchun Town has been converted into another shelter. It is also the shelter with the richest weapons stockpile and the safest fortress among the fifteen shelters. Therefore, it was chosen by Zhang Jin as the hub to deal with Nanmen Jue.
The person who asked the question was the head of the shelter, Dong Zhizhuan, the former secretary to the town mayor. The middle-aged man, who was a little bald, looked nervously at the young man who had suddenly appeared, his eyes darting around anxiously.
Dong Zhizhuan was a man with some power, so it was absurd for him to listen to a young outsider. However, these outsiders who suddenly appeared were really strange. They not only fought against ten ghost servants, but also produced a communicator that could be used in the ghost realm!
It was through the communicator that they were able to contact other surviving shelters and discuss how to fight the madman.
According to reports, that madman has destroyed six shelters. Six shelters! Even if most of them are dead, there should be tens of thousands of survivors. So many people, all killed by one person! What kind of madman is this?
The thought that the madman would soon arrive made Dong Zhizhuan's heart, liver, spleen, and stomach tremble with fear. However, as the person in charge, he had no choice but to step forward and cooperate with the man in front of him who seemed quite confident in dealing with the madman.
Or rather, cooperate with him.
It doesn't matter anymore. With a life-or-death crisis looming, who cares about who gets orders!
The young man and his men spent two days gathering weapons from the remaining shelters and bringing them to the prison, which is now as impregnable as a fortress.
Even though he tried to keep the news a secret, the news of the complete destruction of the six shelters spread like wildfire, causing panic among the survivors and making Dong Zhizhuan even more uneasy. So he was eager to find an answer.
"Kill him?" The young man with an earring and hip-hop style looked at him strangely, and smiled noncommittally. "Maybe."
"What?" Zhang Jin thought he was trying to comfort Dong Zhizhuan, but Dong Zhizhuan was shocked by the answer. "So many guns and cannons, plus the prison's easily defensible terrain, and they still couldn't kill a single person? Who is that person? A super soldier secretly researched by the government? The government didn't send him here just to slaughter us, did they?"
“…” Zhang Jin ignored the person in charge who had such a wild imagination.
Dong Zhizhuan was in a daze for a moment, then grabbed him and asked, "Um, Mr. Zhang, I don't have any objection to your arrangements, it's just that we took most of the weapons from the other shelters. What if that madman chooses to go to someone else's shelter first, then...?"
He was silenced before he could finish speaking, startled by a glance from Zhang Jin.
For some reason, even though this young man wasn't fierce at all and often smiled, his eyes always terrified him. The light in his eyes was colder than the polarized light from his earring.
“He’s not crazy. On the contrary, he’s very smart and rational.” Zhang Jin patiently explained to the person in charge, who wasn’t very bright but had a very creative mind, “He has a map. To save time, he will definitely destroy these shelters along the shortest route. The six shelters destroyed before have verified my guess. The route he chose is the same one I estimated.”
His eyes gleamed with arrogance. "Following his route, the next target base will definitely be here."
"Like this, like this." Dong Zhizhuan wiped the sweat from his bald head, not daring to say another word.
Zhang Jin ignored him and turned to look at the orange-named reincarnator. "Are those two still there?"
He was naturally referring to Wei Chongru and Mo Gui. Although Wei Chongru was known as Shang Jin, how could he not know that he had a close relationship with Nanmen Jue? Therefore, after Nanmen Jue left, he did not hesitate to have others control the two of them and not allow them to leave his sight.
This not only prevents them from tipping off Nanmen Jue, but also might one day be able to use them to threaten Nanmen Jue or something.
Nanmen Jue, Nanmen Jue, I don't know if you're too arrogant or just stupid. You could have just taken them away and killed them. They're already red-named anyway, what's there to be afraid of? Keeping them by his side is just handing them over to him as hostages.
Zhang Jin wore a subtle smile.
“Mo Gui just asked to go to the restroom, and Wei Chongru is still standing there,” Chengming said.
Zhang Jin nodded, but then felt something was off and said, "You should go and take a look at those two. I don't think they're being honest."
“Alright,” Orange Name said respectfully. “There are two Purple Names guarding them. Even if they have some powerful items, they shouldn’t be able to escape without making a sound. As long as there’s any movement, we’ll have time…”
Before he could finish speaking, a purple-named figure stumbled in, looking at Zhang Jin's instantly darkened eyes, his expression as if the sky had fallen.
"Mo... Mo Gui... is gone!"
The man in the orange name who had just spoken turned pale instantly; he didn't dare turn around to look at Zhang Jin's expression.
Zhang Jin remained silent and strode towards the place where the two men were imprisoned.
Since it was a prison, it was necessary to make use of it. In the cell where he was being held, only Wei Chongru was left. He sat upright on the iron bed without any sheets. When he saw Zhang Jin coming over, he immediately showed a fawning smile.
"Hehe, boss..."
Where are they?
"Who is it?" Wei Chongru feigned ignorance. "Mo Gui? Didn't he go to the toilet?"
Zhang Jin remained silent, staring intently at him. Wei Chongru was glad he was sitting down, otherwise his legs would have gone weak with fear. Even knowing he was a coward, it wouldn't look good to kneel down right away.
He was surprised that he still had the mind to let his thoughts run wild, but he had to keep going. If he did, he would have a chance to live; if he didn't, he could immediately reach the pinnacle of bliss.
"He...he's gone?" Wei Chongru's face turned pale. There was no need to pretend. "I don't know anything, boss! We had a fight, and he hasn't spoken to me for the past two days!"
Yes, when they were first locked up, the two of them put on a show, having a huge argument in front of the guards. Wei Chongru blamed Nanmen Jue for their imprisonment, shouting in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear that he was a member of Entropy Ash and had nothing to do with Nanmen Jue—it was all Nanmen Jue's fault! Mo Gui, on the other hand, berated him for being treacherous and shameless, saying he'd throw away all his dignity to save his own life. Although Nanmen Jue had almost killed them in the previous world, he had also saved them! No matter what, it wasn't fair to blame him!
Many people in the space knew about what happened in the previous world, but hearing the parties involved arguing like this was still quite novel. The guard listened with great interest and reported it to Zhang Jin truthfully.
This move was a bit fake and risky, but the two of them really had no other choice.
Mo Gui initially strongly opposed sneaking out and wanted Wei Chongru to stay behind.
"Your student council president isn't that stupid. He doesn't believe you just because we had a fight! If I run away and you stay, he'll kill you out of anger!"
"No, no, I'm just showing my loyalty. He's not that easy to kill..." Thinking about how Zhang Jin tried to kill a newcomer before the protection mechanism expired, he couldn't help but shudder, his expression somewhat complicated. "...I'll be fine. You go out first, I'll find a way to reunite with you."
"Wei Chongru, do you take me for a three-year-old?" Mo Gui was completely enraged. "What's the point of meeting up? If I really leave, the next time I see you, you'll be a human meat bun!"
“…What kind of ridiculous description is this?” Wei Chongru laughed. He looked at Mo Gui, his expression softening. “Stop arguing. One of us has to go out and tell Brother Nanmen not to come over. This is a prison, and there’s the old police station next door. Even if Jin Ming comes, he’ll be in big trouble.”
“But…but…” Mo Gui was speechless and angrily slammed his fist on the wall.
Wei Chongru patted his head, and after Mo Gui habitually pushed him away and said, "Don't touch my head," he smiled bitterly.
"Don't worry, I'm not that great to be able to face death so calmly. I will definitely try my best to not become a human meat bun."
Mo Gui accepted the plan anyway.
Wei Chongru's ultimate reason was that if Mo Gui didn't leave, and Nanmen Jue really died here, neither of them would survive. Since he was going to die anyway, at least Mo Gui had to be sent out.
Mo Gui escaped, leaving Wei Chongru alone to face Zhang Jin's wrath.
Zhang Jin stared at Wei Chongru's terrified face and asked in a sinister tone, "When did the person disappear?"
Ziming, who had lost the person, answered tremblingly: "Just now, he went in less than ten minutes ago. I called him but he didn't answer, so I went in to check."
"Good tactic." Zhang Jin smiled again. "Unfortunately, you escaped too late."
Wei Chongru's pupils contracted.
Zhang Jin grinned, revealing a set of pale white teeth. "At Nanmen Jue's speed, she'll arrive very soon. Mo Gui won't have time to find her at all."
Wei Chongru's face was deathly pale.
“I won’t do anything to you for now, I’ve changed my mind,” Zhang Jin said. “When Nanmen Jue arrives, I’m going to capture him and make him watch you die. He seems to care a lot about the lives of reincarnators. I wonder what kind of expression he’ll have then? I’m really looking forward to it.”
Wei Chongru's lips trembled slightly as he said with difficulty, "I haven't spoken more than a few words to him; he only saved my life..."
Zhang Jin was still smiling eerily. Wei Chongru realized that it was futile to say anything, and he shut his mouth in despair.
"It's tonight," Zhang Jin said softly. "Congratulations, you'll be reunited soon."
...
An hour passed, two hours passed... five hours passed.
They were on high alert all night, but apart from the wandering ghost servants, they didn't see a single person. Zhang Jin rushed back to Wei Chongru's cell in disbelief, "You guys are so lucky, Mo Gui really found Nanmen Jue?"
Before he could finish speaking, Dong Zhizhuan's assistant rushed over. Seeing Zhang Jin's expression, he said tremblingly, "No, something bad has happened?"
"What's wrong?" Zhang Jin asked in a gloomy tone.
"The First Hospital Shelter—has been wiped out!"
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