Chapter 124 Night Candle Rules 2: May You Have Good Fortune
The boy's appearance was abrupt. Apart from a few experienced reincarnators, everyone cautiously retreated, and the soldiers raised their guns.
"Halt! Stand at attention and put down your weapons!" the soldier who had come to question Nanmen Jue shouted sternly.
Nanmen Jue was examining the crow's injuries. She pulled out the arrow, applied a hemostatic talisman without hesitation, and transferred the side effects to herself.
The crow wasn't seriously injured, and the green hemostatic talisman worked. Nanmen Jue didn't spit out the small amount of blood; he swallowed it himself. The crow moved its wings to stop the bleeding and rubbed its head against Nanmen Jue's palm, looking pitiful.
He had never suffered such an injustice before. It wasn't from being injured by a monster, nor from being damaged in a battle with a powerful reincarnator, but rather from being shot by a native as food.
"No, don't shoot! I'm human!" The boy was startled by the dark mass of raised gun barrels. He immediately dropped the crossbow in his hand and raised his arm high. "I'm not a monster! I'm just too hungry..."
“He is indeed not a monster,” Zhang Jin said.
With Jin Ming's confirmation, the reincarnators were relieved, but the warriors clearly didn't believe him and were waiting for Nanmen Jue's instructions.
"Sigh, look at this. How could a ghost or a ghost servant carry light?" The boy pointed helplessly to the candle strapped to his shoulder. "I came out looking for food. I heard someone calling over here and came to check. My name is Huo Wei, and I'm a resident of Wuchun Town. I haven't left the town since the apocalypse, until this place became the Snow Maiden's ghost realm. Are you here to rescue us?"
He showed no fear, his logic was clear, and he was a physical being holding a candle; he certainly looked like a living person. The adjutant tentatively looked at Nanmen Jue.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Nanmen Jue put the crow back on his shoulder, then picked up the arrow he had pulled out and threw it at the boy's feet.
With a clang, the boy looked down. "Soldiers are different. Since this place turned into a ghost realm, we've been living in fear, afraid to even breathe. After all, if we make a sound, it will attract..."
As he spoke, rustling sounds came from all around, and the temperature seemed to drop even further.
The last remaining newbie with a blank name pointed in terror into the darkness, "What...what is that?!"
Everyone turned to look, and from the approaching darkness, a pale face slowly emerged, like a dead person who had been frozen for a long time. Its eyes were also pale, and cracks covered its skin, like broken porcelain.
As soon as he appeared, an arrow pierced his forehead, and he fell backward. However, more frozen people appeared behind him.
They moved slowly, but kept moving closer to the group.
The newcomer screamed, and the adjutant looked anxiously at Nanmen Jue: "Major!"
Nanmen Jue withdrew his gaze from the ghost servant and looked at Huo Wei, "Take me to your gathering place."
Howe raised an eyebrow. “There are so many of you, but not many candles. If you come back with me, you will take away some of the light source, which will be disadvantageous for us.”
He made a lot of sense, and everyone started to think along his lines of thought. However, the next second, a gun barrel was pressed against Howe's forehead.
Howe's expression froze, and the soldiers stared in disbelief at the man who had drawn his gun.
Nanmen Jue held the gun steadily, his expression unchanged, and his tone even more unwavering, "Do I need to repeat myself?"
The reincarnators' expressions changed drastically. They seemed to have just realized that the big shot in front of them was no ordinary big shot; she was the ruthless Nanmen Jue!
Zhang Jin exclaimed "Wow!" and looked back and forth between Nanmen Jue and Huo Ling with great interest. He was the only person present who, apart from Nanmen Jue, didn't seem nervous at all, as if he were watching a reality show. If you didn't know better, you might even suspect that he was there on vacation.
Huo Wei's bright eyes stared straight at Nanmen Jue. "This is really interesting. This world is strange and harmful. People will harm each other, and now even soldiers are harming people. Didn't you come to rescue us? Are you here to slaughter us? If you can't solve the problem, you'll just kill the people who ask for help?"
These were truly hurtful words. The adjutant, unable to contain himself, retorted angrily, "What are you saying! We are soldiers under General Terra of the Provisional United Government. We received your distress signal and traveled through mountains and rivers to get here. We've used up all our candles! Now that the treacherous servants are surrounding us, the best course of action is to find a place that's easy to defend and difficult to attack, and band together to resist. If we didn't want to save you, why would we risk our lives to come here?"
As soon as he said this, all the reincarnators turned to look at him.
What general?
It's possible for people to have the same name, but is it really possible for things to happen by such a coincidence?
The most likely explanation is that Terra, the leader of the Iron Drill, has also entered this world!
Good heavens, does that mean this world has already gathered the four great names? The difficulty of this world... Apart from Nanmen Jue and Zhang Jin, all the reincarnators felt a chill in their hearts and lit candles for themselves.
Howe was slightly moved. He cautiously rolled his eyes and stared at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him. "Then, what does this mean?"
"This is...efficiency!" The adjutant glanced at Nanmen Jue's expressionless face. "The ghost servants are arriving soon. If we hadn't wasted time explaining, we would all be safe by now!"
As the ghost servants approached, Nanmen Jue raised his hand, and a barrage of gunfire erupted, killing the first batch of ghost servants.
However, everyone knew that the gunfire would attract more monsters, and if they didn't find cover soon, they would be surrounded again.
Horvey could no longer maintain his composure. He gritted his teeth and said, "Put down your guns, and I'll take you back!"
Nanmen Jue put down her gun and took the lead to follow him. She deliberately avoided making eye contact with Wei Chongru or Mo Gui because she didn't want to see the look in their eyes at that moment.
Huo Wei was agile, and a splash of bright red was like a leaping flame, dazzling in the dim light. As the group attacked and retreated, Nanmen Jue suddenly frowned.
"What's wrong?" the crow asked in a low voice.
His voice was not at all out of place amidst the gunfire and footsteps.
"I feel something's not right," Nanmen Jue replied in a low voice. "A world where four Golden Names have appeared together—are they even planning to let the others live?"
"You're doubting me?"
“It seems the Supreme God is about to openly take action.” Nanmen Jue’s eyes sharpened. “I know too little about Him, and I don’t know what tricks He will pull. Do you have any ideas?”
The crow hesitated for a moment, then said, "Would you believe me if I said I've never actually seen Him?"
Nanmen Jue was taken aback. "Huh?"
The crow gave an awkward laugh. "My memory keeps getting refreshed. I've forgotten what He was like before... otherwise I wouldn't be hiding like this."
"..." This was the first time Nanmen Jue had heard about this. She wanted to ask something, but then the boy at the front turned around and glanced at her, and she swallowed her words.
After running a few more steps, she couldn't help but ask, "How often?"
"What?"
How often are your memories refreshed?
"I can't remember exactly, but it was a very long time," said the crow. "Don't worry, a human's lifespan of a mere hundred years is far from my lifespan."
"So when I met you, you had just finished your previous cycle?"
"almost."
"How much difference?"
"I've only been awake for three hundred years," the crow said honestly. "I just found my way back to this space and sneaked in, only to run into you."
Nanmen Jue felt a mix of emotions, and also wanted to laugh. "After your memory was refreshed, do you still remember what you were supposed to do?"
"I've written down everything I need to do," the crow said confidently. "I absolutely cannot let anything be delayed."
Nanmen Jue didn't ask what He was trying to do. This question had been buried since they met, and she didn't intend to ask it. She just pondered, "This is your fatal weakness. If the main god is the same as you, does He also have a fatal weakness?"
"...What do you mean by 'the same thing'?"
Does He have it?
Crow had no choice but to recall Nanmen Jue carefully. "There should be."
"should?"
"I forgot."
"..." A vein bulged on Nanmen Jue's forehead. "Where did you remember all of this?"
The crow chuckled, "I forgot too."
Nanmen Jue was speechless.
"I can't leave this space for now, but I'll find it once I get out." The crow didn't seem to care. "I only have a few places to put things, so don't worry."
Nanmen Jue ignored him and quickened his pace to catch up with Huo Wei. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Zhang Jin staring intently at Huo Wei.
What's wrong with Howe?
Nanmen Jue didn't think an ordinary aboriginal could get Zhang Jin's attention. She thought for a moment and glanced at Zhang Jin again. This time, she met his gaze. He curled his lips and gave Nanmen Jue a big, carefree smile.
They walked quickly, but it got dark even faster. Howe's voice was anxious: "Hurry up, it'll be dark soon!"
In this kind of world, who knows what will happen once it gets dark.
Nanmen Jue stepped forward, hoisted the boy up, and lifted him up headfirst.
Huo Wei was taken aback. In this emergency, he didn't have time to say anything and quickly pointed out the direction to Nanmen Jue.
A warm halo appeared in the darkness, like a burning torch, which greatly invigorated everyone, and they quickened their pace to rush into the safe zone.
In the frantic running, several candles went out, and there was no time to relight them.
Nanmenjue noticed that the safe zone was a huge stadium, and perhaps because it was necessary to be close to the light source of the candles to be safe, everyone had to huddle together as much as possible to save candles.
The safe zone opened its doors to them, and as soon as they entered, before they could even catch their breath, someone pointed at them and cried out in alarm: "A...someone has turned into a ghost servant!"
With a whoosh, the crowd retreated, creating a vacuum between themselves and Nanmen Jue and his group.
Nanmen Jue immediately turned around and saw that several soldiers' faces had indeed turned stiff and pale, and there were even two reincarnators!
The newbie has a white name, and there's a green name.
The two men stared in horror as the cracks on their arms multiplied, letting out terrified screams.
"Help me! Please, anyone, help me!"
"I don't want to die!"
Nanmen Jue quickly selected potentially useful items while pondering in his mind. The ghost servant hadn't come close at all, so it couldn't be an infection like zombies or parasites. Therefore, there was only one possibility.
“It’s the snow.” Howe stared at the people as if they had been watched by Medusa, slowly turning into frozen corpses. “That’s not snow, it’s the tears of the Snow Woman. She was sad and wanted someone to keep her company.”
"It's no use." Zhang Jin pressed down on Nanmen Jue's hand as he took out the prop, his face expressionless. "In this kind of world, you can only pray for your own good fortune."
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