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‘Xiao Guolin’ vanished like the wind, quickly disappearing into the darkness. I had already lost the resolve to kill him; my breath and confidence wavered.
Staring into the dark void, I was unsure whether to blame myself or feel relieved. I hadn’t completed my plan, but I knew that if I had truly killed Xiao Guolin, my heart would not find peace. Guilt would accompany me for the rest of my life. Of course, that was assuming I still had a life left to live.
After discerning my intentions, Xiao Guolin not only spared my life but also placed his utmost trust in me, causing me to question my own judgment and the reality of the situation.
Like Xiao Guolin, I was running out of time. I had to make a decision quickly. Either I would fully trust him or immediately change plans and organize a force to hunt down Xiao Guolin.
It was a dilemma. I could neither completely trust Xiao Guolin nor persuade everyone to alter their plans to pursue him.
Liu Squad Leader was out of the question; if I revealed even a hint of this plan to him, I suspected he would shoot me on the spot. I was convinced that the military had assigned someone specifically to target me. If my performance exceeded certain limits, that red line would not be deep, and the military personnel would have the right to shoot me. That person was most likely Liu Squad Leader.
The Hakka People and A San wouldn’t change their original plans either; even Jack and European were primarily headed for Eternal Gate. Although their purposes differed, no one would willingly alter their plans—this was indisputable.
As for Xiao Ting? I couldn’t read this stubborn girl. She came down to find her father, but that didn’t mean she would support my pursuit of Xiao Guolin. Even if this Xiao Guolin were a fake, there existed an inexplicable bond between them that I couldn’t comprehend.
I needed A San to try contacting Fatty first to ascertain their situation. If what Xiao Guolin said was true and they were in serious trouble, trapped somewhere, then I would have no choice but to trust him.
Because there was one thing I could be sure of: the one causing trouble for Fatty wouldn’t want this place destroyed. And this Xiao Guolin, who stood in opposition to whoever troubled Fatty, was my only lead.
With this realization, I slung my backpack over my shoulder and ran toward where the main group was heading. I needed to contact Fatty as soon as possible; he wasn’t someone who hesitated. Before he deemed it hopeless to save the Antimatter Bomb, he would definitely set it off.
I was racing against time; losing meant risking my life.
The potential of a person is limitless. This is certainly a cliché phrase. However, at the brink of life and death, it’s an undeniable fact that one can unleash their maximum potential. I ran faster than ever before; even in the sprinting phase where I usually struggled, my speed did not falter at all.
Hearing my shout, everyone stopped in their tracks, and A San ran over to me. Before I could ask anything, he delivered either a surprise or bad news.
"Brother Gang and the others are in big trouble; they can barely hold on. The box might go off at any moment, and you need to make a decision."
I nearly collapsed onto the ground. I was exhausted and scared, my legs felt like noodles. I was genuinely worried that Fatty wouldn't be able to hold out, making my frantic return a waste of effort. There was no time to relax, even at the brink of death.
" Fatty, what's the situation over there? How much longer can you hold on?" I stared at A San, but Fatty's image filled my mind.
"They're in a shallow cave, trapped by a group of Upright Monsters. Not many can still fight, and they're running low on bullets. He wants me to ask you whether to set off the box now or wait a bit longer. Brother Qiang, tell him to hang in there. We’ll reach Eternal Gate soon. You can open Eternal Gate, right? We have a way out. We can survive this."
A San was nearly in tears as he spoke those last few words. Better to live than die; I didn't want to die either. I respected life, but sometimes life and death are beyond one's control. If Fatty set off the Antimatter Bomb, it wasn't a joke; the situation was definitely critical.
A San's words at that moment didn’t help my judgment; they only added confusion.
"Repeat Fatty's words verbatim; don’t add your own commentary. I need to know the most accurate situation without your emotions clouding my judgment." I waved my hand forcefully again. " Fatty's exact words, in his tone. Don’t misquote or leave out a single word."
I paused and then said, " Fatty, there's good news and bad news..."
This statement was meant for Fatty, but I wouldn’t elaborate further here. Xiao Ting, Tang Yumo, Jack, Liu Squad Leader—everyone gathered around, listening intently.
There were some things I could say in front of A San but not in front of Liu Squad Leader, Xiao Ting, or the Hakka People. Yet I couldn’t notify Fatty without speaking up; even lowering my voice wasn’t an option.
"Damn it." A San's curse broke the tension for me. But it wasn’t his words; he was mimicking Fatty's tone. "At a time like this, you're still pulling this crap? Of course, we want to hear the good news first."
"We found Xiao Guolin."
"I know."
"He knows where you are and is on his way to rescue you."
"How many people?"
"He's going alone."
"Damn, don't come then. It would be pointless. You all need to run as fast as you can; I can't hold out much longer."
"He's like Cao Mingzhe; his awakened ability is physical potential, and he's comparable to Old Cao."
"That's good to hear. This news is more exciting than a Snickers bar. Alright, I'll wait for him. If I push myself, I can hold on for a while longer. Just make sure my father-in-law is quick on his feet, or he won't get to see his son-in-law."
"What's the situation on your side? Are there many casualties?"
"Not too many. Aside from the Hakka People, everyone else still has combat capability."
Hearing this made me break into a cold sweat; it was hard to interpret it as good news.
I anxiously asked, "How much combat capability do you still have over there?"
"Three, the others are dead. The situation for the Hakka People isn't good either; they probably won't last much longer. Let the Upright Monsters make an incision in the chest. Fortunately, it was the right side that got clawed; if it had been the left, we wouldn't have had a chance to talk."
"Damn." I cursed under my breath.
I could imagine the brutal intensity of the battle on their side, but such a high death rate was still hard for me to accept. However, I didn't have time to mourn, nor could I blame Fatty; it was a miracle he was still alive.
I quickly described Xiao Guolin's appearance to Fatty, hoping he wouldn't mistakenly kill his faux father-in-law. If that happened, I would truly be at a loss for words.
Suddenly, Tang Yumo shouted, "Can he still be saved? Don't give up on him."
Her words were directed at me; I knew she didn't want to abandon her companion. I didn't look at her because I was the one who requested that Hakka People team up with Fatty. His injury wasn't my fault, yet it was inextricably linked to me. I felt guilty.
But I also knew that Fatty had a keen judgment in these matters. There weren't any professional doctors on their side, and they were always in a state of combat, leaving no time to assist the injured. The wounded could die at any moment. (To Be Continued.)
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