Chapter 98

After Cheng Yang and his group exited the Xuanwu Island instance, it was almost dark. The search for the instance portal had taken too long.

However, Cheng Yang still needed to return to Luofeng Village in the evening. The main reason was not that Luofeng Village could increase his cultivation speed by 10%, but more importantly, he had to clear the Blood Church instance at the Nightmare difficulty level the next morning and then go to Xianghe Village. The purpose was naturally to find the instance portal near Xianghe Village.

He hadn't told Liu Hao about the instance entrance when he left today, because even if Liu Hao found the portal, it would be useless without Cheng Yang. Moreover, with Liu Hao's careless personality, if he really found the portal, he might enter it alone, and this guy was definitely capable of doing such a thing.

After having dinner in Dongshan Village, Cheng Yang and Liu Xiyue set off on the road back to Luofeng Village.

Since they had walked this road several times, there were fewer thorns, and they didn't take long to enter the ruins of Xiangcheng City.

On the way, Cheng Yang walked in front, and Liu Xiyue followed closely behind, less than two feet away. There was no choice; it was already completely dark, and as a girl, she felt a deep fear of such an environment. Especially in the ruins of the apocalypse, they often saw incomplete corpses on the ground, and occasionally, one or two demonized beasts would suddenly jump out.

"Lord, do you think... are there ghosts in this world?" Liu Xiyue's weak voice suddenly came.

Cheng Yang, who was paying close attention to the surroundings, was startled. After hearing her, he smiled bitterly and said, "Liu Xiyue, the world is like this, who cares about ghosts? Even if there are ghosts, we have to kill them. Didn't we just clear the Dead Valley instance this morning? Skeleton soldiers appeared, so ghosts might exist too. How different are they from ghosts?"

Liu Xiyue seemed to be less afraid, either because of Cheng Yang's words or his voice, and said, "Lord, thank you."

Cheng Yang was puzzled and said, "Why are you thanking me? It's normal for girls to be afraid of ghosts. Don't think too much about it."

Liu Xiyue nodded and continued to follow Cheng Yang.

They encountered many battles on the way, but Cheng Yang was not worried about breaking defenses, and he had plenty of potions, so he fought without any concerns. Even when they encountered large groups of demonized beasts, he could take them on alone.

Because they had many battles, their travel speed naturally slowed down. After about an hour, they had only covered half the distance in the ruins.

"Lord, look what's ahead," Liu Xiyue suddenly said in surprise.

They hadn't encountered any demonized beasts on this stretch of the road, and Cheng Yang was feeling bored. Hearing Liu Xiyue's words, he immediately turned to look at the left side where she was pointing.

Not far to their left, there were flashes of light. Based on Cheng Yang's experience, someone was using magic missiles in a night battle.

"Let's go check it out," Cheng Yang said in a low voice, then led Liu Xiyue forward quietly.

In less than a minute, they reached a broken wall. Through the wall, they could see the scene in front of them clearly.

This area was likely a square before the apocalypse, as there were no ruins in the surrounding area. On this flat ground, about seventy to eighty people were engaged in a fierce battle.

"How are they people?" Liu Xiyue was instantly stunned; she clearly hadn't expected that in the apocalypse, where humanity faced life and death, people would still be fighting each other.

Cheng Yang wasn't surprised. He observed the situation outside and said in a low voice, "This is normal. After the earthquake, resources are scarce, and conflicts between people will not decrease because of the disaster; they will become more intense. Take our territory, for example. If I didn't implement a food rationing system and let ordinary people find food on their own, what do you think would happen if two different groups found a large bag of flour at the same time? Would they share it peacefully, or would the stronger group drive away or even kill the weaker group and take all the flour for themselves?"

"This..." Liu Xiyue hesitated. Although she wanted to say they would share, she couldn't bring herself to say it because she knew the chances of sharing peacefully were very low, almost impossible.

Cheng Yang said, "Alright, don't dwell on this. Let's see what's happening here first."

At this moment, the entire square was in chaos. Some combatants were throwing magic missiles, some were firing arrows, some were slashing with iron swords, and some summoners had summoned ghost wolves and were running around in panic.

Cheng Yang internally evaluated the combatants' fighting style as: completely incompetent.

Since combatants have different professions, each has their own unique fighting style. This chaos prevents them from leveraging their professional advantages.

Of course, perhaps they had some formation at the beginning of the battle, but as the battle intensified, they no longer cared about formations. In the future, this would be a clear sign of defeat.

However, both sides were in this state, so it was hard to tell which was stronger.

While fighting, they were also cursing and arguing. From their words, Cheng Yang roughly understood the situation, and his face darkened.

"You stay here and don't come out," Cheng Yang said in a low voice to Liu Xiyue, not waiting for her response before stepping out from behind the broken wall.

"Stop!" Cheng Yang shouted.

Despite the intense battle, Cheng Yang's voice was clearly heard by everyone. They were all surprised but stopped attacking and quickly returned to their respective groups, then turned to look at Cheng Yang.

A large man with a huge scar on his forehead, after a moment of shock, shouted, "Where did you come from, punk? You dare to boss us around?"

Cheng Yang gave him a cold look and said, "You'd better watch your mouth, or I won't hesitate to turn you into a corpse."

"You punk..." The scar-faced man was about to say more when a young man in his twenties pulled him back, making eye signals.

The scar-faced man couldn't gauge Cheng Yang's strength, so he temporarily held his breath. He thought that once he figured out Cheng Yang's background, he would definitely get rid of this annoying guy.

"What do you want, punk?" The scar-faced man's tone softened slightly, "If you have nothing to do, leave now. Some waters are too deep for you to cross, and you might drown."

At this moment, a middle-aged man from the other side shouted, "You bastard, after doing so many inhumane things, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? ... Young man, this guy is a madman, you should leave quickly."

Actually, this middle-aged man also wanted Cheng Yang to stay. He could see that Cheng Yang was a combatant, and in such a chaotic battle, having one more person was always beneficial. However, he didn't want to involve an innocent person, and if something happened to him, he would feel guilty for life. Moreover, the strongest person here was only at the初级学徒级 (beginner apprentice level), and such a person couldn't play a decisive role in the battle.

Cheng Yang's lips curled slightly, and his impression of the middle-aged man improved. Although good people have a low survival rate in the apocalypse, they are undoubtedly very popular. Of course, if such a person were his companion, he would have to reconsider. After all, being too good in the apocalypse can sometimes harm one's comrades.

"I heard the gist of your argument, but I'm not clear on some details. If you're interested, you can tell me. I don't want to be a hero, but I'm willing to deal with scum like this," Cheng Yang said calmly, showing no signs of being threatened.

"This..." The middle-aged man hesitated.

A woman in her thirties standing next to him couldn't hold back and said, "Young man, you're not alone, right? It's impossible for you to be out here alone at night. Go get your companions and teach that scar-faced group a lesson. They are inhumane, capturing many women and keeping them... These people are no better than beasts." By the end, the woman was gritting her teeth in anger.

When the scar-faced man heard the woman's words, his face changed. If what she said was true, he couldn't let the other party leave. He was already struggling with the current group, and if more people joined, he would be at a disadvantage.

The scar-faced man ignored the young man's warning and said with a cold smile, "Hehe, I told you to leave, but you didn't. Now, you'll stay here forever. ... Brothers, give me..."

Before he could finish, the young man finally couldn't hold back and said, "Boss, we can't kill him. I saw him in the main city a few days ago, and he was personally escorted out by Commander Yuan. If Commander Yuan finds out, we..."

"So what if it's Commander Yuan?" The scar-faced man's eyes glinted with malice, "As long as we are careful and don't let Yuan Jianze know, we can still kill him. Yuan Jianze is only at the beginner apprentice level, not much stronger than us."

The young man opened his mouth, ready to say more, but couldn't find a reason to argue. Everyone knew that the strongest person in the main city of Xiangcheng was only at the beginner apprentice level, or perhaps not just in Xiangcheng, but in the entire world.

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