Chapter 70: Three Sentences That Filled the World-weary Villain with Hope (Thirty-Five)
"You despicable blasphemers! My Lord will return! My Lord will..."
Ning Bufan kicked the noisy person into the sea of fire behind him. The blazing flames seemed to be poured with a bucket of oil, rising several meters high.
Screams replaced the man's meaningless howling.
"So, fake people feel pain too." Ning Bufan crossed his arms, glancing at the human-shaped ash in the flames. "What a shame! What we need most right now is people. If you weren't all followers of the evil god, I'd actually be happy to turn a blind eye and get along with you."
After all, the house has been rented out, and most of this month's rent has not been collected yet.
Chen Qiaoyun dragged a huge bloodstained sword towards Ning Bufan. The sword blade, which was made up of various small weapons, made a sharp and piercing sound as it rubbed against the rough ground, making people's hair stand on end.
A white snake was wrapped around the hilt of the sword. It seemed extremely tired and fell asleep with its head resting on the back of his hand.
"Is everything cleaned up?" Chen Qiaoyun asked.
His cold tone, coupled with the action of dragging his sword, instantly made the temperature around him drop several degrees.
"Well, you watched me kick that last one in."
Ning Bufan reached out and rubbed the white snake's head. "It's strange, but after Chen Yunli told me those words yesterday, I suddenly found this snake on my roof. I also inexplicably gained the ability to communicate with it. If it weren't for it, I'm afraid this battle today wouldn't have ended so early."
The white snake half-raised its body listlessly, spat at him, and then fell back into Chen Qiaoyun's hands tiredly.
"It's not that strange. You've already explained the reason yourself."
Chen Qiaoyun sat down cross-legged, holding the giant sword horizontally in front of him, untied the tool bag at his waist, and used the firelight to knock on the blade, peeling off the weapons embedded in it one by one.
Ning Bufan was holding his chin in his hand, thinking. When he heard the noise, he looked over curiously and asked, "What are you doing?"
Chen Qiaoyun paused and looked forward - with the protective shield set up by Ning Bufan as the dividing line, most of Shelter No. 19 was engulfed in flames that broke through the earth's crust, burning this last remaining piece of pure land of human civilization to pieces and burying all the believers of the evil god... These were the "people who are not human" that Ning Bufan had said to Chen Yunli.
As for the real humans in the shelter, those who surrendered were counting and organizing supplies in the room on Ning Bufan's left, while the more "rebellious" group was locked in the room on his right, watching the fate of the fake people to wake them up.
The division of labor is clear and reasonable, and no one is delayed.
"Perhaps... the dawn is coming. But before that, we still have to withstand a wave of counterattack from the darkness." Chen Qiaoyun said in a deep voice.
Ning Bufan's heart trembled. "Are you saying there are still minions of the evil god in the ruins?"
Chen Qiaoyun's response was to throw him a dagger and ask, "Are there any of the two groups of people there who can fight?"
Ning Bufan caught the dagger and swung it, then turned around and walked towards the house on the right with murderous intent.
"Those who refuse to obey are all capable of fighting. Don't worry, I will soon convince them."
Chen Qiaoyun continued to disassemble the "parts" of the giant sword without looking back.
"Be gentle, they will have to fight on the battlefield with us."
"boom--"
There was a deafening roar in the house.
…
"boom--"
A deafening roar accompanied by a cloud of dust came towards him. Chen Yunli was choked and coughed repeatedly. He waved his arms around for a while and finally managed to clear the dust in front of him.
Chen Wenjian approached with a pot of green radish in his arms, brushed his index finger against his face, and chuckled, "Halloy cat."
"It's all because of you!"
Chen Yunli kicked him lightly on the calf in annoyance, walked into the gate with his hands on his hips, looked around, and couldn't help but let out a "tsk".
"Such a huge house, with such a boring decor." He complained, "It's full of sexual tension."
"This is a 'mud embryo.'" Chen Wenjian placed the potted plant on the balcony, stroked its broad green leaves, and conjured a showerhead beside it, watering it diligently. "You can arrange it however you like."
Chen Yunli held up his chin and looked at him: "So what do you think?"
"Me?" Chen Wenjian looked around. The gray ceiling and pale walls were all beyond his aesthetic taste. He could only smile helplessly. "I don't have any ideas. You know, I'm not good at creativity. But if you're not satisfied with any part of the house's structure, I can help you tear it down and rebuild it."
"No thanks." Chen Yunli quickly stopped talking, "Um... Is this dream world you created exactly the same as the original world?"
Chen Wenjian thought for a moment and nodded seriously, "Except for a few annoying humans, everything else is the same."
An eyesore like a human... My poor Yufa Yukizuki...
Chen Yunli cleared his throat, swallowed the smile that was about to burst out, and walked forward to hold his wrist: "Then let's go, accompany me to the mall to buy things."
Chen Wenjian stared at his slender fingers for a moment, then rubbed them down and interlocked their fingers.
"What are you buying?"
Chen Yunli was about to answer, but found that he couldn't finish the list in his mind in a short time, so he simply led him out the door, saying as he walked:
“All sorts of things.”
The mall was in the city center, 500 meters away. Chen Yunli and Chen Wenjian walked there and bought two snacks similar to starch sausages on the way, smeared with thick sweet and spicy sauce. When they finished eating, the mall's entrance came into view.
The brass-colored skyscraper, like a towering, withered tree, reaches into the sky. Its interior resembles a modern shopping mall, yet it carries the eerie, demonic quality of a creation, with a touch of steampunk mystery.
There are people coming and going in the mall, especially on the first floor. Most people are queuing up to take the elevator, while a small number of people probably can't wait and choose to take the stairs.
The stairs were dark blue, with withered vines entwined on the rusty metal handrails. Looking closely under the dead leaves, there seemed to be groups of ants crawling rapidly on the slender vines. However, only when you got closer did you realize that they were not ants, but flesh-colored buds swaying rapidly.
"Let's take the stairs and go to the second floor to buy cleaning supplies first." Chen Yunli said.
He just doesn't like queuing.
"good."
Chen Wenjian glanced at him, not knowing what he was thinking, and smiled with his eyes lowered.
The moment Chen Yunli stepped onto the stairs, a stream of singing passed by his ears, like a high and clear soprano coming from a concert hall, drilling straight into his ears as if it were alive.
His hand was on the metal guardrail, pressing down the soft and fragile dead vine. He couldn't help but exclaim "Huh" when he heard the short song, and scratched his itchy ear with his little finger.
"Was someone singing just now?"
Chen Wenjian looked at the dead vine swaying wildly under his palm, then looked at the long, stiff and trembling transparent worm hooked out by his little finger, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Chen Yunli was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, I just remembered something happy." Chen Wenjian flicked the worms between his fingers with the action of dusting, and raised his hand as if inadvertently to rescue... No, he swept away the vines on the stair railing.
Hearing this, Chen Yunli leaned back reflexively: "What's so happy about?"
"Even in my dreams, you are still called 'human'——"
Chen Wenjian lowered his eyes to the "stairs" under his feet - a giant eyeless octopus that had stretched itself as if petrified.
“Terrified.”
"...I don't understand your riddle."
Chen Yunli completely forgot that he once had a glorious past as the "Evil God Killer". He rolled his eyes at him and ran upwards with more speed.
"Gently... no, slower." As Chen Wenjian was dragged along by him, he looked at the octopus, which was spitting out mist crazily from being stepped on, with amusement, "We still have plenty of time."
It's not a good idea to use these cornerstones of dreams as disposable consumables.
"We have to finish decorating the house before tonight." Chen Yunli stepped down even harder. "I want to eat the food you cook in our brand new kitchen!"
Looking at the octopus legs that had begun to twitch, Chen Wenjian gave up trying to persuade it.
"Okay, as long as you're happy."
The Octopus Evil God: You are aloof, you are great...Puff (exhales smoke)!
"I want the whole set of this minimalist gray wallpaper!"
"Give me two crystal chandeliers!"
"I want a complete set of the latest kitchenware. The more expensive the better!"
"A double bed, a three-door wardrobe, a coffee table, a sofa, and a set of dining table and chairs. Oh, and two sets of sofas, one long and one short!"
"What is this? A cooler? Get two! One for the kitchen for ingredients, and one for the bedroom for drinks!"
Chen Yunli took Chen Wenjian from the second floor to the twelfth floor. Since the mall provided door-to-door installation services and he didn't have to spend any money in his dream, he bought everything he wanted and needed according to the Western European style of decoration.
After the furniture was arranged, he took Chen Wenjian down to the sixth floor via the ladder to buy ingredients for dinner.
"What do you want to eat tonight?" Chen Wenjian asked. "Tell me soon so I can look through this world's 'memories' to learn how to make it."
"Anything is fine, as long as it tastes good."
As Chen Yunli was speaking, he caught a glimpse of a celebrity poster next to the operating handle. The girl wearing a gauze hat on the poster looked very much like a real-world singer from the last century, mysterious and elegant. He couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
This touch was terrible. The ladder shook up and down like crazy. Chen Wenjian opened his arms and caught Chen Yunli who was thrown towards him in time.
Chen Yunli grabbed his collar and asked suspiciously, "Did you do this on purpose?"
"No." Chen Wenjian looked innocent. While hugging the man, he glanced behind him. What he saw on the poster was a slightly twitching jelly-like tumor. "You may have... touched the itchy spot of the ladder."
Chen Yunli: "...You must be suffering from some serious illness."
The ladder stopped at the sixth floor at an unprecedented speed. After the two people went out, they rushed to the top floor without caring that there was no one inside.
Chen Yunli was still sighing in his heart, it was worthy of being the evil god's dream, even the castrated version of the elevator running on gear bearings was so "lightning fast".
The sixth floor is the food area, which has all kinds of special snacks and a wide variety of fresh ingredients.
Chen Yunli pushed the cart with one hand, while Chen Wenjian held the other hand tightly. They walked and stopped in front of the shelves, constantly putting things into the cart.
His eyes reflected bright lights, colorful food packaging bags, and neat and clean shelves, which together formed a colorful world, so beautiful that it seemed like someone's dream.
Chen Wenjian always watched everything through his eyes and constantly provoked him to speak. Otherwise, he could only see the wriggling mud and strangely shaped ashes, and ominous whispers surrounded his ears, making him irritated and disgusted.
"Oops, it's stuck."
Chen Yunli reached out to take a can of drink, but the drink was stuck between two compartments and he couldn't get it out no matter how he changed the angle.
Chen Wenjian narrowed his eyes towards the warehouse... no, that mouth full of fangs, and then smiled, "Knock it, maybe it will come out."
"Repair method by tapping at a 45-degree angle?" Chen Yunli remembered the common life tips and lightly hammered between the shelves. Sure enough, the drink rolled smoothly into his hands, as if it was a designed program.
He looked at Chen Wenjian meaningfully, receiving a gentle smile in return, but no one noticed the flash of his two shriveled lips where all his teeth were broken.
"Hey, you really don't have any dishes you want to eat?" Chen Yunli continued to walk forward, "Think about it carefully, even if there is only one dish?"
Chen Wenjian did as he wished and thought seriously: "Hmm... the last time I ate, I ate other evil gods in this world."
"How many did you eat?"
"all."
"Hiss...how does it taste?"
"The ones I eat raw are too choking, the ones I make into sashimi are a bit fishy, the ones I cook are too chewy, and the ones I grill are not tender enough..."
"...Brother, please stop talking."
"What's wrong?"
"I felt like the building was shaking."
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