Luo Wanya watched as each mber of the Parents’ eting passed by him, carefully instructing: "We are very close to Jian nguan, don’t linger on the road, make sure to go forward with all your effort..."
At this mont, the distant rumble of the West Continent fleet’s firepower echoed, the sky-high flas reflecting red on everyone’s face,
Luo Wanya took a deep breath and urged: "Hurry up!"
A mber of the Parents’ eting asked, "Aren’t we worried about them searching the mountain?"
"It’s okay, you all go quickly," Luo Wanya didn’t tell the mbers that this final evacuation ti was bought with others’ lives.
After this batch of bombs dropped by the West Continent fleet, they would have to return for supplies.
mbers of the Parents’ eting were all skin and bones, and by now Luo Wanya had also lost a lot of weight.
The hunger in the Inner World couldn’t be redied even by eating eagerly once back to the Outer World, after all, they worried if their stomachs could handle it.
Even the Ti Traveler was struggling, let alone those mbers who were not Ti Travelers?
Luo Wanya watched everyone continue forward, while he silently fell to the back, finding Xiao Qi and said: "I’ll take the next batch."
Xiao Qi was taken aback, imdiately said: "No way!"
"There’s no such thing as can’t," Luo Wanya said.
"How can it be you?!" Xiao Qi asked.
What kind of presence was Luo Wanya to the Parents’ eting? Although Qing Chen was the leader, the Parents’ eting was founded by Luo Wanya.
From City 10 to City 18, and then expanding nationwide from City 18, Luo Wanya’s contributions were indispensable.
People viewed Qing Chen as the spiritual leader, but without Luo Wanya, there might not be a Parents’ eting.
How could such a person so easily talk about sacrifice?
Xiao Qi said helplessly: "You are a Black Family mber, how can you die?"
Luo Wanya shook his head: "Xiao San is also a Black Family mber, but he didn’t hesitate. Have you forgotten our creed? A higher-ranked family mber has more responsibility to take care of everyone, rather than having more power. I’ve worked hard to learn, always wanting to keep up with the developnt of the Parents’ eting, but later I found that what I lost in my youth can’t be picked up in my old age. The Parents’ eting needs better leaders, and what I should do now is to send everyone on their last journey."
Xiao Qi still wanted to say sothing, but saw Luo Wanya pressing his wrist and said: "Lead everyone forward, definitely reach Jian nguan and rendezvous with Qing’s Family, everyone is almost unable to hold on, we can’t delay anymore. I don’t have children, my parents have also passed away, and I don’t even have a wife, this kind of thing should be done by ."
"I’ll also go, I have no children or wife!" Xiao Qi said: "I have a brother who is not a Ti Traveler, he can take care of our parents."
Luo Wanya laughed: "You haven’t experienced anything yet, you have to live, listen to . Next, you have to lead everyone to forge a path to survival, rember, you must survive. Although I don’t know what the old man at Ginkgo Mountain wants us to do, I know the Parents’ eting is definitely very important."
At this mont, the abbot from the Da Bei Monastery gestured in sign language, and the little monk translated: "Isn’t it a coincidence, we just happen to have no parents, wives, or daughters..."
Luo Wanya laughed and cried: "How do you even gesture ’isn’t it a coincidence’ with sign language?"
The abbot gestured again: Monks have no attachnts, this is the ti, if we don’t go to Hell, who will?
Luo Wanya shook his head: "Soone, take them away, this is our business, and has nothing to do with these monks."
As the mbers of the Parents’ eting pulled the monks away, the abbot was still howling, not at all like a monk...
Luo Wanya turned and picked 16 people: "Everyone, let’s go, we’ll buy a little more ti for everyone."
After walking a distance, he turned back and looked at Xiao Qi, who stood frozen: "We’re off!"
...
...
Luo Wanya dispersed with 16 people in the wilderness, each clad in disguise cloth, waiting for the West Continent fleet to arrive again.
They were each separated by more than 7 kiloters to avoid overlapping fire zones.
Thus, each of them, on reaching the designated area, was all alone.
Luo Wanya sat lonely with disguise cloth draped, in a mountain hollow, quietly watching the silent weeds ahead, and the stream beside him.
No bird calls, wherever the Parents’ eting had passed, birds had long been eaten clean.
The remaining 252,931 people walking in the wilderness posed a devastating blow to the entire ecology, fish were nowhere to be seen in the previously dangerous rivers...
Bugs were gone too, after all, they were rich in protein.
Thus, the whole world was left with only the sound of the wind, the wind rustling the grass and leaves, making a gentle swishing sound, exceptionally quiet.
Luo Wanya reminisced about his life, a youth of diocrity, wasting away most of his life.
Running, making money, running again, when his wife remarried, he drank and said dismissively: it’s just a woman, once gone, you can find another.
But in the end, he realized that what he lost was his most precious possession.
After the crossover, he inexplicably founded the Parents’ eting, inexplicably joined a group of young people in striving for a cause, and only then did he feel that his earlier life had been wasted.
Upon returning this ti, he again looked from afar at his ex-wife, ensuring she was happy and content, only then did he ease up.
Now, he truly had no attachnts anymore.
User Comments
0 comments from readers