CHAPTER 1152: SECTION 710: SURVIVAL (1)_2

In such a lament, Zhang Minghe followed the team onto a roadside highway by the shore, an ancient creation from before the Great Destruction. Despite much damage, this segment of road was well-preserved. Looking at the riverside, a thought arose in Zhang Minghe’s mind.

Jump down, let Chaos notice him, gravity, speed, and the sturdy chain would strangle Zhang Minghe.

If he couldn’t escape, then he might as well die.

Finally, with realization, Zhang Minghe glanced back—since one side was a cliff and the other a precipice, Chaos behind him evidently wasn’t focusing on him.

Farewell, world.

Resolute in his decision to commit suicide, Zhang Minghe suddenly paused.

Because a voice echoed in his mind.

·Mr. Minghe, can you hear me?

Zhang Minghe alertly surveyed his surroundings, Chaos wasn’t directed here, he looked again across the river... just after being punched in the face, his right eye was swollen and barely saw anything, his left eye was also somewhat affected, now he couldn’t see far. The other shore, once clear to Zhang Minghe, today seemed shrouded in mist.

Please, it’s nearing three in the afternoon, any fog should have dissipated by now.

·It seems your reaction has already given me the answer, Mr. Minghe, I accepted your teammates’ request to rescue you.

Haha, it must be Chaos’s trick, these crafty scholars, surely trying to deceive me with their scheme.

Determined, Zhang Minghe decided to deliberately fall for it—he wanted to see what entertainment Chaos could concoct.

·I’m across the river, now watching you, please, in the next five seconds, slightly tauten the chain locking you, I will use a firearm to break the chain, then quickly leap into the river, okay?

Hearing the telepathic conversation content, Zhang Minghe hesitated—wait, this didn’t seem like a trick.

Because if all this was false, when Zhang Minghe jumped into the river he could still strangle himself.

Though dying like that would be stupid, it’s better than suffering severe torture until death.

Thinking this, Zhang Minghe stopped walking, while straightening the chain around his neck.

This action caused the Chaos warrior ahead to stop, he turned and roared at Zhang Minghe.

And Zhang Minghe also heard footsteps approaching from behind, clearly, the Chaos warrior who had kicked him earlier noticed his small resistance.

He was going to kick him again.

This revelation thrilled Zhang Minghe—the telepathic communication was real!

Otherwise, he dared say, in this place, kicking Zhang Minghe, Zhang Minghe could alter his position, having the Chaos warrior kick him off the cliff.

No matter what, this was a dead-end, forming an impossible loop not to be part of a trick.

With such thoughts, Zhang Minghe changed his position, the Chaos warrior’s kick sent him over the cliff.

Then, in that instant, as if time slowed dramatically, Zhang Minghe saw a bullet fly from above the river, slowly rotating towards here, until it finally hit the chain.

The chain snapped.

The river of time began flowing again, Zhang Minghe laughed wildly, raising his hands towards Chaos on the shore, two defiant middle fingers symbolizing the strongest human insult against Chaos, another followed by Zhang Minghe’s mocking shout: "Eat shit, Chaos! Didn’t expect Grandpa to escape like this, did you!"

Then Zhang Minghe saw the Chaos warrior holding him raise his short spear, preparing to throw it at him.

Laughter caught in his throat, just as Zhang Minghe was desperate, a wall formed by arrow rain flew over, felling more than half of the Chaos line on the road, the spear-raising Chaos was lifted by a thick arrow.

Zhang Minghe felt like he fell into a corridor, then the next second, he landed face-first on soft sand, struggling to rise, witnessing an astonishing scene.

Numerous zombies with strong bows were shooting across the bank, each volley as standard as can be.

A young man was leading them, noticing Zhang Minghe’s breath, he turned and smilingly walked over, removing the lock-ring around Zhang Minghe’s neck—on any scholar’s body, this was Chaos-forged metal, was he even a human?

Zhang Minghe wasn’t sure yet, then saw the man spun and caught the incoming dagger with his hand, the Chaos Sprite hadn’t had time to screech before a punch landed, Zhang Minghe saw the Sprite’s mouth spurt teeth... probably all of them?

Anyway, with that punch, Zhang Minghe watched as the Sprite fell, a Wraith dropped alongside it, it hadn’t time to escape, and a branch wrapped around it, next second, the Wraith spontaneously combusted.

"Your friend can still be saved, I can feel he’s placed a lock on his soul field, his opponent may have occupied his body but at least hasn’t devoured his soul, lucky indeed." The young man spoke, flicking his hand, Zhang Minghe felt an extremely comfortable feeling on his face, then his vision returned to his right eye, he could clearly see the situation across the river—the arrow rain had dealt Chaos heavy losses, and the zombie archers stopped attacking, while zombies armed with weapons descended the cliff chopping the disarrayed Chaos.

"Sir... you must be Lord Malin, are these, are these Awakeners?" Zhang Minghe said while feeling the once broken teeth pushed out by new teeth, he reached out, pulling the tooth root already halfway extruded.

Though painful, this pain made Zhang Minghe feel the freedom of truly being alive.

"Yes, I saw your loyalty to the world, well done." This lord seemingly saw through a person beyond their exterior.

This made Zhang Minghe embarrassed: "My lord, please don’t say such things, I just didn’t want to be a traitor to my companions."

"No, precisely because of this, your loyalty is even more precious, when back in New Hangzhou, I will write a commendation letter to the Adventurers’ Guild... wait, there’s a small issue ahead, I’ll solve it first." The lord smiled and patted Zhang Minghe’s shoulder.

Zhang Minghe watched in horror as the lord turned and ran to the shore, jumped over the river, pulled out a big axe midair, upon landing split an unfazed scholar champion in half, then swept, the champion’s adjacent Chaos Sorcerer’s late fate was grim, head parted.

Zhang Minghe watched this lord wield an axe to crush Chaos’s final resistance, then observed him carry the sorcerer and champion’s heads back over.

And there, a Lich emerging from a rift was collecting Chaos’s souls.

"Here, two heads, choose one." The lord said.

Choose one head?

Such an opportunity exists?!

Wait, Zhang Minghe suddenly thought—was the lord testing the morality of the mortal before him?

Indeed, I have merits, but they’re just trifles.

"I’ll take the sorcerer’s head." The champion’s head was evidently more valuable, unfit for me.

Zhang Minghe’s choice made the lord laugh—chosen correctly.

After laughing, the lord tossed both heads: "Take them, the sorcerer’s head is yours, sell the champion’s head at auction, then use the money to exchange for grain seeds and breeding livestock, I’ll bring people to collect them, I’ll inform you of the collection spot."

Zhang Minghe’s face turned red—this was a heaven-sent opportunity! Being able to serve such a legendary lord, Zhang Minghe couldn’t have achieved even with eighteen lifetimes of fortune!

"My lord! I, Zhang Minghe, will surely not disappoint your expectations!" Holding a head in each hand, Zhang Minghe proclaimed loudly.

"Very spirited, I have high hopes for you, right, when returning, deliver a letter for me to Sage Yu, tell him to send people to transport Chaos heads back, say it’s a gift prepared by Awakeners for their human friends." The lord said.

"Yes, my lord, leave it to me!" Zhang Minghe felt filled with responsibility.

I, Zhang Minghe, will certainly not disappoint the legendary lord who saved my life!