"What are you doing?" A young man in camouflage pants, missing half of his right ear, leaned close to Lu Wei and asked.
"Are you writing a diary?"
Lu Wei quickly closed the diary, afraid the other might see the words inside: "Stay away from , you bastard. Why aren't you eating and instead bothering here."
The young man's na is Scythe. In fact, in Order, more and more young people are giving themselves new nas, not only to forget the past but also to imply that, like so gangsters have nicknas, they want cool aliases to make a na for themselves.
Scythe is a mber of the search team. Since he's about the sa age as Lu Wei and lives on the sa floor, they have a pretty good relationship.
After the territory of the monkey-people was defeated, Chen Feng ordered a rest here.
As intelligent creatures, the monkey-people usually store so food as a reserve. The warriors looted the entire camp, just the fruits alone filled a warehouse. It seems these monkey-people had gathered all the nearby fruit they could find.
Besides fruit, monkey-people are also considered a rare food. Several chefs first stripped off their fur, then roasted them over a fire, adding so seasonings, and soon crispy, tender monkey at was distributed to everyone.
"You brat, why aren't you getting food? What are you writing a diary for; that's sothing a little girl would do." Scythe, holding a piece of at, said as he took a bite, grease all over his lips.
Lu Wei shoved Scythe away, stuffing the diary into his embrace, afraid the other might dirty the pages.
"Hey, what's there that I can't see? Why are you hiding it? Have you finally opened up and started writing love letters to that little girl? That's right; she's not bad-looking, more than good enough for you."
Scythe sat carefree next to Lu Wei, his recently shoved body squeezing over again.
"What are you talking about? She's only fourteen."
"What's that matter?" Scythe said carelessly, "You're not ho, and she is taking care of your sister. Even a blind person can see she's interested in you. Moreover, her little face is so cute; if she were in school, imagine how many beasts would be after her."
Lu Wei pouted and ignored him.
The little girl Scythe ntioned is Lu Wei's neighbor. In the apocalypse, her entire family was crushed to death by their house, leaving only her to escape luckily. Perhaps because of shared misfortune, over ti she developed feelings for Lu Wei, helping him with chores whenever she could.
Lu Wei isn't stupid; he understands her feelings. But the girl is only fourteen, which, in a peaceful era, would an she's just a child.
Dating?
Lu Wei doesn't dislike her, but the age gap is problematic, so their relationship has never been defined.
"You stubborn head. Even though she's only fourteen, she's got what she needs. That face, those breasts, that butt—tsk, tsk—why hasn't such a little girl fallen for ?"
Scythe made exaggerated gestures, eyes squinting with delight as he spoke.
"Enough. If you keep quiet, no one will think you mute." Lu Wei slapped Scythe's head, frustrated.
"By the way, I'm serious about this. Have you really prepared for it?" Lu Wei's expression turned serious.
"Yeah." Scythe's playful deanor faded, his face grew solemn: "I've already signed up. My physique and identity aren't a problem. They say my na's on the next batch's list."
"Are you crazy? The search group's well-paying job doesn't make people break their heads trying to get in, and yet you're jumping out, and..." Lu Wei lowered his voice: "You know that thirteen out of ten died, with such a high death rate. Aren't you afraid?"
Artificial profession.
The rumors spread like wildfire. Order's leader possesses the ability to turn people into professionals. This isn't a baseless claim but a true event.
Three people beca professionals, though their appearances beca terrifying, their abilities advanced astonishingly. Reportedly, they could punch through stone.
Due to this, these three were imdiately appointed to important positions, becoming Order's prominent figures.
However, the brilliance hides a cruel reality. Of the thirteen participants, only three survived; ten lost their lives.
"You've been in Order longer than , so you understand how important a place to stay is." Lu Wei grabbed Scythe's arm: "You're the only friend I have in Order. Can you not have wishful thoughts? What makes you think you'll succeed?"
"Of course I know it's dangerous. I heard the ten who died were so rotten there was nothing left." Scythe remained unmoved: "But I don't have a sister to care for or a little girl who likes . My family was bitten to death by zombies months ago. As a son, I have to shoulder so responsibility. I want revenge."
"But..." Lu Wei hesitated: "Even if they knew, they wouldn't want you to take risks..."
Scythe smiled. The remnant piece on his ear now seed particularly glaring: "I have no family left. When I close my eyes now, it's my parents urging to leave that scene. Can you imagine? A woman who taught a lifeti of books having such strength to drag a zombie; it's my last chance. If I miss it, I might be an ordinary person forever."
Seeing Lu Wei wanting to say sothing, he shook his head, interrupting: "I know it's risky, but living in this environnt, everything is dangerous. Just like you, before joining Order, you lived with Huahua in uncertainty. I'm not afraid of death. I'm afraid of not killing more monsters for my parents."
"It's not that I haven't considered safety." Scythe bowed his head: "I heard that Master Chen Feng won't use that Secret Technique again soon, saying he wants to advance his strength before experinting again. Everything needs exploration; the first ti lacked experience, the second might just let everyone survive."
"Hope so." Lu Wei sighed, realizing no matter what he said, Scythe wouldn't change his mind.
"Don't worry." Scythe slapped Lu Wei's shoulder fiercely: "I haven't drunk your wedding wine; I'm not dying anyti soon. When I succeed, I'll protect you in Order. No one will dare bully you! I'm telling you, I could find two—no, three brides then no problem."
Lu Wei rolled his eyes.
Seeing this, Scythe laughed heartily, wrapping his arm around Lu Wei's head; they both fell to the ground.
The campfire burned beside them.
Countless people gathered around, laughing, arguing, and making a ruckus; yet beneath those smiling faces, who knows what kind of loneliness and longing lies hidden.
Sotis, death isn't frightening; it's living that's more challenging.
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