Last Totem Novel - Chapter 216

Chapter 216 War Song

In the following time, the three people in the resting area had their own thoughts and fell into a long silence. At this moment, Qin Ke’er was calculating the accounts of the guild, thinking that if this continued, she would soon have no money to pay her wages. As for Mu Qianhe, he remembered many things from the past, and his mind was filled with countless thoughts and chaos …

The two women were thinking carefully, while Tie Zha was thinking, what was the purpose of his team development? From the looks of it, it didn’t seem to make much sense. He could not recruit psionic warriors. Without the power armor warriors, the combat power of the werewolf army would be greatly reduced. However, even if he had the money to recruit, it would be impossible for him to ask the Psionic Adepts to help him ignite the Glorious Sacred Flame in the future. After all, the Psionic Adepts were vested interests in this world, and no matter how stupid they were, they would not lift a stone and smash themselves in the foot.

What he was facing now was the natural contradiction between the nobles and the commoners, the conflict between the ruler and the ruled, and the game between the strong and the weak. No matter what angle he looked at it from, he was at an absolute disadvantage. It was impossible for him to fight against the entire Silver City world on his own. This was a law that had been formed over the past two hundred years. Even the glorious temple of the past couldn’t be broken, let alone the weak him. Thinking about it, he couldn’t help but have the thought of retreating. Why don’t we just disband the guild, go back to the academy, study comfortably for half a year, and then return to Tieshan Town with Mu Yu Ling Lan and Mu Yuqin Xin. Unknowingly, that wonderful and relaxed reverie was crazily spreading in his heart, and it was like a flood that had burst out of control …

A long time later, a vigil member walked into a part of the tent, lit matches and lit cigarettes. In an instant, a flame was ignited in the darkness.

In that flash of fire, he seemed to have seen the old man standing between the sacred flames, and he instantly woke up.

“No! We can’t give up, at least now is not the time!” He said to himself, if he gave up now, then Cozan’s sacrifice would become worthless!

He shook his head forcefully and said to Mu Qianhe and Qin Ke’er, “You guys are tired. Go back and rest first.”

The two women immediately looked at each other and then looked at the iron slag, both of them looking like they wanted to say something but couldn’t. Tie Zha made a gesture for them to speak.

“We … we don’t have a place to sleep …” Qin Ke’er said timidly. After finishing their meal, she and Mu Qianhe followed Tie Zha everywhere and did not have time to prepare their beds and blankets.

Tie Zha raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was 4:00 a.m. Silver City Time and 112 a.m. Satt Time. The team’s schedule was calculated according to Silver City Time, so everyone was asleep now. The preparation of the bed could only be arranged in three hours. After looking at the time, Iron Cinder left the sofa and took out a military blanket from the cabinet in the resting area. He tossed it to the two women and told them to stay in the resting area for the night. The two women nodded obediently, covered themselves with blankets, and squeezed into the sofa to sleep.

After the two girls fell asleep, Tie Zha came to the accommodation area and woke up Bai Xiaoyun, who was sleeping soundly, and asked him to take care of the two girls in the rest area. After all, this was a military camp with men everywhere. It was easy for bad minds to peek at the two girls sleeping alone in the resting area. Of course, most of the people in the Wolf Legion had passed the test. Even those who did not pass the test would not have low IQ and would not be foolish enough to make mistakes here. However, it was better to be careful so that the Ten Thousand Year Ship would have more than one mind. As for Bai Xiaoyun, if he really wanted to make a mistake, he probably wouldn’t be able to subdue the two women.

Bai Xiaoyun put on his clothes gently and followed Tie Zha to the resting area. After making the arrangements, Tie Zha tied his shoelaces again, adjusted his clothes, carried his gun and sword, and prepared to leave the tent.

“Are you going out?” Bai Xiaoyun asked softly.

“Yes.” Tie Zha nodded.

“It’s so late, where are we going?” Bai Xiaoyun asked with concern. The reason why he asked this was not because he wanted to exceed his authority, but because they had just arrived here today and were unfamiliar with each other. Under such circumstances, if the Guild Leader left the camp, it was necessary to inform them. If the Guild Leader encountered any trouble outside, they would know where to go to support them.

“Let’s go take a look at the city.” “No one?” “I’m accustomed to acting alone, but having too many people is a burden.” Tie Zha explained.

“Alright, be careful on the way” Bai Xiaoyun thought for a moment and then asked, “Do you have any money?”

‘”No.” Tie Zha scratched his hair. He had been in the dark jungle for a long time lately, and he didn’t have any money with him. Seeing this, Bai Xiaoyun hurriedly took out two gold coins from his pocket and stuffed them into his pocket.

Tie Zha put away the gold coins, then left the tent and walked out of the camp. He planned to go around the city and learn about the living conditions of the insecticides. After all, this was the only city in the Silver City world that recognized the legal status of an insecticide. Although the Far East also allowed insecticides to exist, that was only “acquiescence”, not explicit support, and was limited to the local insecticides of the Far East. The Far East had always maintained an attitude of expulsion towards those exotic insecticides, especially those from the southern continent.

Walking out of the dimly lit Academy Alliance camp and along the Po Yau Road, Tie Zha arrived at the edge of the city center. The houses here were very low, with few more than two storeys. The largest number were shacks, a temporary house made of wood, iron, and canvas.

After crossing a sparse block, Tie Zha arrived at an open space. Around the ring eye, there was a small square with black stones on the ground. Looking at the faint street lamps, the edges of the stones were milky white. It wasn’t hard to guess that they were originally supposed to be white, but because they were stained with black oil, they looked black. Most of the stones had already cracked open, looking depressed and dilapidated. Looking up, there was a dried-up fountain in the middle of the square. Only a small portion of the statue was left in the fountain, replaced by the wreckage of a car.

At this moment, the fountain was filled with people. They gathered together in twos and threes. Some of them were roasting beside the burning broken oil barrels, some were wearing blankets, sitting on the ground in a daze, some were lying on the edge of the pool, as if they were asleep …

Tie Zha approached the crowd and casually circled around. He quickly discovered that all of these people were worm-like people without exception. Whether they were young or old, regardless of age, men, women, and children, all of their faces were pale and skinny, and their eyes were sunken. This was a striking feature of Jack’s addicts. They were skinny, listless, and lazy all day long.

At this moment, a woman with a sullen face seemed to hear something and slowly raised her head. When she saw the neatly dressed young man, her eyes immediately lit up. She stood up from the fountain and staggered over.

“Big brother, do you have Jack?” The woman stood in front of Tie Zha and asked vaguely. The woman was about twenty or thirty years old, but she could not tell her age. She wore dark red clothes that were stained with oil.

“Can you … give me some? I can …” The woman gently plucked her hair to make herself look more beautiful. From her skillful movements, it could be seen that she should have been a pretty girl. However, Jack’s poison had destroyed her nervous system. Her muscles had begun to shrink, and her skin had become wrinkled, just like an old woman who had gone through the wind and frost.

Tie Zha shook her head, and the woman immediately sighed in disappointment. She staggered back to the fountain and sat down again. Looking around, the gazes of these people were dull. Within their pitch-black and empty eyes, it was as if they could not see any hope for tomorrow. Not long after, Iron Slag finally looked at the group of corrupt insecticides and took a deep breath. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard a faint voice.

“Young … Young …”

As he looked at the voice, he saw an old man lying in a corner waving at him. He hesitated for a few seconds, then walked over and stood in front of the old man.

The old man pleaded, “Young man … I’m about to leave this world … can … can you talk to me …” Tie Zha shook his head and turned to leave. He had no habit of talking with people, let alone a stranger.

The old man looked at the young man’s back and said intermittently, “Young man … I don’t have any relatives … The only child is also … not here anymore …” He knew that that person would not come back. In this world, who would be willing to talk to an old man that he didn’t know and was about to die? However, he still muttered to himself, maintaining his last trace of consciousness.

“Why don’t you talk to them?” Tie Zha turned around and pointed at the people beside the fountain.

The old man seemed to be out of breath and paused for a while before continuing, “They are all … unconscious … Only those who are about to die … will come here …” “This is the square of the guide …” They snuggle up to each other … looking for the last … warmth … and then leave this … cursed world together … ”

“When the sun … rises again … there will only be … cold corpses left here …”

“Young man … you … you shouldn’t have come here … don’t touch Jack … that’s a nightmare … nightmare …” The old man said intermittently. Tie Zha walked over to him and sat down, quietly listening to his raving.

“Ten years ago … I brought my child … over the mountains … across the sea … and walked a long way … to this place … I thought … this place would be our paradise …”

“My child … I found him in the ruins of a gathering place … at that time, he was … so cute … but I harmed him … I shouldn’t have brought him here … This isn’t heaven … but another hell … He’s completely corrupted … He goes to war every day … to earn money … and then to suck Jack …” Looking for a woman … just like that … his body collapsed day by day … until finally … he came here … and fell asleep quietly … ”

“I’m very happy … I can finally leave … leave this cursed world … perhaps … I will soon see my child … we will live in a beautiful village … there are farmland … there are flowers … there are trees … there are no people who drive us away … there is no hunger … skin will not rot …” “There’s no Jack there … no Jack … no Jack … no Jack …”

The old man repeated the same sentence, his gaze becoming dimmer and dimmer, as if he was about to fall asleep.

“Have you heard of it” Tie Zha closed his eyes and asked softly, “The Temple of Glory?”

In an instant, the old man’s eyes widened, and a strange light blossomed in his ashen eyes. He struggled, sat up straight, panted, and asked excitedly, “The Temple of Glory! Is it really … really there?”

“Yes! Always!” Tie Zha said firmly.

“Really? Is it real? Didn’t you lie to me?” The old man looked at Tie Zha and asked repeatedly.

“Really” Tie Zha patted the old man’s shoulder and said softly.

“Great … I can hear … hear … this good news … before dawn …” The old man murmured and gradually regained his calm.

Looking at the greasy-faced old man, Tie Zha felt that his chest was blocked up. He really wanted to roar loudly, roaring out all the frustrations in his heart. However, this was the plaza of passers-by. These people, who were about to die, needed a final peace. He sat beside the old man in a daze, listening to the weaker and weaker breathing. He only felt that his life had never been so fragile, nor had it ever been so heavy.

He subconsciously scratched his chest, wanting to relieve his gloomy mood. Unintentionally, he touched a hard object and slowly took it out of his pocket. In the faint light, a small silver harmonica engraved with exquisite patterns appeared in his palm. This is Cozan’s harmonica. He carefully wipes it with his sleeve, then moves it to his mouth and starts playing gently. In this quiet and boundless square, an ancient music was blown.

The sound of the zither was loud and clear, profound and long, and sometimes sad, as if it was whispering about the boundless years, sometimes excited, as if a horn was blowing, war drums were sounding in unison, and it emitted a heaven-shaking roar.

Along with the sound of the zither, the dying people all raised their heads and looked over. His dim eyes bloomed with a final look.

Suddenly, they seemed to have heard a distant whisper, heard the bell of the world, and heard the farewell of affection …