Rain!~

It began to drizzle, falling on people’s bodies and faces, always carrying a slight chill!

The villagers watched in silence as the battlefield grew farther and farther away.

Some people tilted their heads back, looking at the dark clouds in the sky, rain falling on their faces, indistinguishable whether it was rain or tears.

Sobs and wails blended together!

Someone couldn’t help but roar furiously at the sky!

Big Head Village Chief Chen Yonggu silently looked at the bloody path before him.

He didn’t say a word.

The old man seemed to be aging rapidly.

In just a brief moment, when looking at him again, the hair on his head had turned completely white.

Rain soaked the white hair, dripping down the strands onto his shoulders and chest, the wet stains on his upper body seeping downwards.

Chen Yonggu looked at the bloody path before him. Before today, he thought that having experienced the apocalypse, he must have long grown accustomed to death.

But when he saw the Divine Elephant Village he had built brick by tile destroyed,

and those young lives sacrificing themselves without hesitation,

Chen Yonggu still couldn’t quite bear it.

Fortunately, Chen Yonggu was a superhuman. Even though this blow hit him hard, he wouldn’t suffer heart meridian damage like Old Bao.

Chen Ye threw Mad Lion onto the ground, his own body already mostly stained red with Mad Lion’s blood.

The head belonging to Mad Lion had already sunk into deep sleep.

Only now did Chen Ye realize how severe this guy’s injuries were;
there wasn’t a single good bone left in his body.

You have to understand, this was the Titan Sequence, a physique comparable to a monster’s, and even a Titan was injured like this.

Just how strong was that slender monster?

If Mad Lion hadn’t desperately held back that monster, today’s battle absolutely wouldn’t have resulted in so few casualties.

However, Chen Ye wasn’t worried about this guy’s injuries.

As long as he slept heavily for a few days, he would still be that foolish-looking fellow when he woke up.

The pink-haired girl slowly descended from the sky, stepping on her flying sword, the fine rain dampening her hair.

The Fire Dragon Sword in the girl’s hand was as obedient as a kitten, sheathed back into its scabbard.

There still seemed to be a lingering sword intent swirling around her.

Some of the approaching fine raindrops were unintentionally shredded into mist and dissipated by the sword intent.

Some raindrops that didn’t trigger the sword intent, like survivors of this apocalypse, landed on the girl’s body.

She must have just advanced to Sequence 3, causing her power to be unstable, unable to completely retract the sword intent around her.

Chen Ye planned to stay away from this woman to avoid being innocently affected.

The girl staggered slightly, grabbing Chen Ye who was trying to leave.

The girl said with a somewhat weak breath, “Don’t go!”

This woman was truly stubborn. Even in this state, she still didn’t want others to see her weakness.

Without a second thought, Chen Ye snatched the girl’s Fire Dragon Sword and, like a walking stick, stuffed it into the girl’s hand.

The girl glared at him angrily!

The Fire Dragon Sword trembled slightly, seeming unwilling!

A dignified Wonder ranked within the top 2000, actually being used as a walking stick propped on the ground—how could it endure this?

Chen Ye didn’t care. What’s the big deal about being within the top 2000?

What rough work hasn’t my Hatred done?

Chopping firewood, splitting stones, trimming toenails, mincing meat—it’s proficient in everything!

Are you somehow more noble?

The Hatred machete at his waist trembled lightly, seeming to gloat!

And yet also seemed somewhat sorrowful!

The Slovenly Daoist Priest lay sprawled on the ground in a spread-eagle shape, his body blending with the muddy water beneath him, his chest heaving violently.

And then there was the Big Monk whom Chen Ye had tricked.

He had already dispersed the golden light covering his entire body, now sitting cross-legged in place, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but still muttering incomprehensible incantations.

It seemed he was chanting rebirth mantras for those who died in this disaster.

Ignoring the girl’s glare, Chen Ye looked at the battlefield that was about to disappear completely, momentarily at a loss for words.

Things like self-sacrifice and forgetting death—he had only seen them before on TV or in movies.

Even when the apocalypse began,

occasional flashes of human goodness were drowned in endless fear and wretchedness.

Chen Ye was afraid of death, terrified to the core!

That’s why he would stop at nothing to survive.

But, those eighteen figures just now were like steel seals, firmly stamped in his mind, impossible to erase.

“Tsk tsk… I didn’t expect you to have quite a few tricks up your sleeve. If not for this time, I really wouldn’t have known you were this strong!”

A cheeky hand landed on Chen Ye’s shoulder.

Chen Ye glanced sideways at Squad Leader Chu Che: “Squad Leader Chu, I didn’t expect it either! If not for this time, I really wouldn’t have known you could hide things so well!”

Everyone in the team had suffered injuries of varying degrees.

Only Chu Che, apart from some fresh mud sticking to the soles of his feet, didn’t have a single injury on his entire body.

Chu Che didn’t mind at all: “I’m the Pathfinder Sequence, I have no combat power. I’m different from you guys;
my methods are for self-defense, not suitable for fighting!”

Chen Ye coldly tossed out a sentence: “What use are you then?”

Chu Che glared angrily!

“Again with this line? Again with this line???”

“Can’t you say anything else besides this damn line?”

Chen Ye had already walked away, waving a hand without looking back: “Nope! Only know this one line! And just this one line is enough to piss you off!”

“Chen Ye, I fuck your uncle!”

“My uncle’s long dead, go ahead!”

People around them cast looks of astonishment and indignation.

But most dared to be angry without speaking out.

At a time like this, these two guys are still so unreliable!!!

…

The rain hadn’t stopped since the battle ended, continuing to drizzle incessantly.

After the wraith invasion, the Divine Elephant Village was severely weakened.

There wasn’t a single decent house left on the entire street.

Even the Temple was destroyed.

After a brief period of grief, the villagers began bustling about again.

In the apocalypse, even grief is a luxury.

Some villagers found their homes among the ruins, retrieving usable items from the collapsed rubble.

Those pots, pans, bowls, and dishes seemed so insignificant before the apocalypse,

but now the villagers treated them as treasures, carefully collecting them.

Chen Yonggu came before Chen Ye and the others.

“This time, thank you all! If not for you, who knows what would have happened to us.”

Chu Che looked at the Divine Elephant Village in ruins, his tone also carrying a sense of shared hardship: “We will definitely fulfill what we promised you before.”

The two exchanged a few simple pleasantries.

Chen Yonggu then turned and walked into the light rain, busy with other matters.

Chen Ye stroked his chin and said, “Squad Leader Chu, that old thing probably still has some trump cards he hasn’t played, right!”

“Hiding things so deeply!”

Hearing Chen Ye say this, the others all looked at him.

Chen Ye had reason to be confident saying this. That old man, from beginning to end, although very sad,

was never seen panicking.

Chu Che seemed to have long guessed that Chen Ye had noticed.

Chen Ye was like him, specializing in paranoia.

“Those eighteen venerable grandpas in the Temple are true Sequence superhumans. If they had temporarily separated from the Divine Elephant to join the battle, the situation probably wouldn’t have deteriorated to this extent.”

“Probably that old thing saw that the Eighteen Grandpas were already contaminated by anomalies, so he didn’t dare let them participate in the battle.”

“Or perhaps, letting the Eighteen Grandpas temporarily separate from the Divine Elephant to fight might trigger something even more terrifying!”

Sun Xixi said in surprise, “These Eighteen Grandpas can temporarily separate from the Divine Elephant? Squad Leader Chu, how do you know?”

Chu Che’s heart gave a slight jolt, and he waved his hands repeatedly: “No, no, no, I’m just guessing!”

Beside him, Chen Ye sneered: “Hmph, Xixi, don’t you know our squad leader’s quirks? He has a Wonder like the Eavesdropping Radio. You think he wouldn’t eavesdrop?”

After saying this, Chen Ye turned and left.

The pink-haired girl suddenly understood, then shot a disdainful look at Squad Leader Chu before also turning to leave.

Chu Che gritted his teeth in anger. He had carelessly let slip something he overheard combined with his own speculation.

He didn’t expect Chen Ye, that bastard, to grab onto his little slip-up.

It’s really fucking infuriating!

That’s just how Chu Che and Chen Ye were. Last time, when they traded barbs, Squad Leader Chu had the upper hand.

This time, Chen Ye had the upper hand!

However, Chu Che couldn’t help but recall the information he overheard that night.

Back then, the Village Chief had said that mobilizing the Seventeen Elders too frequently wasn’t a good thing.

Clearly, they had used them before, or used them under circumstances unknown to the villagers.

And this time, the Village Chief chose to have the young people become temporary superhumans, rather than letting the “Grandpas” take action personally.

Obviously, the cost of mobilizing the “Grandpas” was more severe.

Forget it, forget it, let’s not think about it.

We’re about to leave the village soon. As for what other secrets the village holds,

that’s none of our business anymore.

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