In tis of war, heroes are never lacking. In fact, it is precisely because of disaster that heroes are born. In the cities that survive the apocalypse, each has its own unique Guardians. Among them are tyrants, despots, and noble generals. Regardless of their differing personalities, their existence provides ordinary people with a place of stability.
Feng Zhiyong.
This is sowhat of a legend, unlike other professionals with overwhelming power controlling everything. Feng Zhiyong is just an ordinary person; he is the leader of J City and commands heroes solely with personal charisma, becoming a symbol for the efforts of so ordinary people.
The awakening of the professionals has started to polarize the human camp.
So people believe they possess greater power and therefore should protect humanity. However, many opponents think they are the darlings of this era, while ordinary people are just the ones eliminated in this disaster, nothing more than ants.
"Hello, I think we should thank you; it was you who saved my soldiers."
Feng Zhiyong composed himself. As the future leader of this city, he displayed astonishing calmness and quickly woke up from the Dark Elf’s kneeling.
Standing before him was a young man. Although there were quite a few Awakened in the army displaying various talents after obtaining power, soone like the person in front of him, facing monsters so calmly at a young age, was unusual enough for a second glance.
Following behind the young man was the enchanting girl, whose luscious white hair made her quite conspicuous. At this mont, she was holding a long bow, casting a scrutinizing gaze over their group.
Five ters.
This was a very clever distance.
At the current speed of the Dark Elf, this distance was enough for her to kill several people. Of course, her main target was Feng Zhiyong; should anything unexpected occur, she had confidence in controlling him within a second.
Feng Zhiyong’s face was heavy, devoid of any airs and more like a shopkeeper receiving guests.
Feng Zhiyong was certainly not so naive and kind-hearted leader. In a ruthless world, a leader without scheming likely would not even see the light of the first dawn.
Glancing through a small aperture.
A man who would not hesitate to sacrifice over twenty lives to kill a deford beast, regardless of any significant hardship, had this ruthlessness making him a notable figure.
Chen Feng did not have any sinister plots; if he had, it was just an open sche.
Rendering assistance in tis of need.
Actually, Chen Feng had arrived here long ago; initially, with his assistance, Ghost Assassin and others might not have died, yet from beginning to end, he made no attempt to stop the massacre...
The more who died, the better to prove the deford beast’s might.
And by killing the deford beast, one could prove one’s own worth.
It was an exceedingly simple principle: the likes of Blacksmith were stepping stones for the deford beast, while the deford beast was Chen Feng’s pledge for allegiance. He needed a comndation, a scene of saving people from the brink, which might seem ostentatious but was proportional to the reward.
Not everyone was treated by Feng Zhiyong in this manner.
"I am Chen Feng."
With a simple introduction, Chen Feng stood firmly on his feet, nodding toward Feng Zhiyong before him.
"I am a Summoner with the ability to summon creatures from other Dinsions for battle. These past few days, I have been hiding in the nearby police station and ca here upon hearing the noise."
"Dinsional creatures..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Zhiyong’s firm cheek couldn’t help but twitch; he glanced at the Dark Elf and indeed, her appearance was far from human.
Though he wasn’t entirely clear what Chen Feng ant by dinsional creatures, through observation these past few days, Feng Zhiyong discovered the world had undergone a radical change. Just like the deford beast before their eyes, it certainly wasn’t a product of this world.
However, being a person of longstanding authority, Feng Zhiyong quickly returned to normal, nodding in thanks: "Regardless of the situation, I must thank you for your help. Without you, so soldiers might have fallen permanently. We’ve lost too many people along the way, and I think..."
He paused at this, glanced at the Dark Elf, then turned to Chen Feng. If what he said was true, then this young man obviously had control over the choice of that archer master.
"With the outbreak of disaster, the city is completely in the dark about what has transpired. If possible, I hope you can join us; it will greatly enhance our security. I won’t ask you to undertake particularly dangerous tasks..."
Perhaps thinking about the blacksmith’s ordeal, Feng Zhiyong quickly altered his tone, wanting to avoid giving the impression he regarded him as re cannon fodder.
At this mont, Feng Zhiyong was sowhat silent. Engaging in conversation with soone who could control powerful entities, this was a crucial step. Three professionals had died, which for Feng Zhiyong was practically a disastrous blow.
Talent.
He must gather nearby talent to protect the city and its people.
Watching Chen Feng silent, Feng Zhiyong was uncertain what he was contemplating. Just as he was about to further explain...
"I agree."
Chen Feng’s voice wasn’t loud but was filled with determination.
"Ah... What did you say? Really? That’s wonderful!"
Originally, Feng Zhiyong did not hold much hope, given how many of his people had died, with nearly a dozen warriors gruesoly killed and three professionals perishing. Such a bloody scene would be off-putting for anyone, and to his surprise, Chen Feng agreed so straightforwardly.
Feeling Feng Zhiyong’s joy, Chen Feng slowly spoke: "I agree to join you, but I have so conditions. My ability requires the corpses of monsters, so in future battles, I hope to be allocated so valuable carcasses, and I need a role, not rely as a warrior, but as part of the managent..."
He paused here to allow Feng Zhiyong so ti to think.
"Just that?"
Feng Zhiyong’s eyes widened in astonishnt; monster corpses, why not give all you want? They can’t be consud as food and are cumberso to handle.
As for the managent role, that’s even easier. As a professional, Chen Feng naturally is soone Feng Zhiyong intends to set as a heroic benchmark, without affecting his authority; granting so privileges is no issue.
"Please trust my sincerity; I assure you that while clearing the streets, you can freely select among monster corpses. Regarding military rank, rest assured, I’ll provide you a satisfying arrangent..."
Feng Zhiyong was very sincere.
Now, his generosity stems from the fact that J City has yet to see professionals like Blacksmiths and Enchanters. These people can forge varied equipnt from monster corpses and in the future, monster corpses above Bronze level will beco human currency.
Chen Feng was not greedy.
Nor did he plan to stay here forever. Unlike the Dark Elf, this alluring pet could rely on sacrifices for the Evil God’s blessing, while the clumsy Inferior Demon doesn’t have such treatnt and needs abundant food to progress to the next stage.
Feeding the Inferior Demon with full city power is another reason for Chen Feng’s eagerness to join the army.
Even if in the future Enchanters co about, the value of monster corpses draw interest, but by then the Inferior Demon, having devoured countless monsters, might well have completed its evolution...
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