This world is terrible

Chapter 350 Redemption
old Town.

Under the roof of the supermarket, there is a game of chess in full swing. The two chess players are tenants of nearby stores. It is often only at this time that they can cast aside the hardships of work and the shackles of their identities, and think like a leader. .

Outside of them, a bystander had already quietly receded.

"It's also time, it's time for me to act."

Xiaodi's gaze passed through the rain curtain as if it were real, and pointed directly at an alley deep in the old street.

That is the stronghold of Paradise Lost.

At the same time, it was also the place where Zhang Chaoxian was detained.

Perhaps it should be fortunate, because of the collector's voluntary abstention, Paradise Lost also knew that he could no longer get any value from this chip, so he simply let go of the supervision.

According to Gao Yi's optimistic estimate, if no one is rescued, Zhang Chaoxian will not survive this month at most, not only because Paradise Lost will not support an idler, but also indicates that after the data scramble tonight, his last possible value void.

At this time, I don't know whether he is lucky or unlucky.

Xiaodi opened the blue folding umbrella with the words of such-and-such a bank, took a last look at the chess game that was still going back and forth, and went into the rain without looking back.

crackling...

There was a clear sound of raindrops on the surface of the umbrella, and it smelled the cooking fumes from every household. Turning around, it stepped into the alley that locals didn't want to step into.

The ground here is a mess, with unclaimed paper shells and garbage scattered everywhere. These cheap creations are now soaked in rain, emitting a disgusting strange smell. Xiao Di quickened his pace, and soon Come to a simple courtyard.

These one-story bungalows that only migrant workers are willing to live in are arranged seamlessly. The eaves and courtyards extend to each other and meet together from time to time, like a small maze from shallow to deep.

When it gets here, it's not easy to go on a rampage anymore.

Xiaodi put away the folding umbrella, and proceeded along the route where Zhang Chaoxian was found last time, when suddenly he heard other people's voices coming from a bungalow next to him.

"This day, when is the end..."

Xiao Di quietly came under the window, and the voice inside suddenly became clear.

"Do you dare to say such a thing?"

"Why dare not? When we joined Lost Paradise, what did we want? Money! But look at us now, huh? When we arrive in Kyushu, we don't let this or that. We guard a man all day long. , can you bear it?"

"It's not a question of whether you can bear it or not. Have you forgotten? Master 'Power' has the kind of ability. We may have his consciousness in us. If he hears it, aren't you afraid of offending him?"

"We stay here all day long. We don't deserve credit, but at least we have to work hard. Is it possible that we don't even let a few complaints?"

"It's better to say less..."

consciousness?

correct.

Xiaodi remembered Gao Yi's previous explanation.

As the holder of the original skill [power], he can perfectly grasp all the "power" of the human body.

This "power" includes but is not limited to muscles, heartbeat, pulse, and can even be spirit, ideas, and consciousness. The whole person is like a sophisticated machine, capable of mastering the true self.

"If the main body is fighting and the consciousness of others is forced to wake up, what will happen if you use one mind and two tasks?"

Xiao Di had a sudden idea.

It just thought of saving people, so it had no choice but to give up the idea, and continued to go deeper.

At this time, in a house not far away, a decision has quietly begun.

The windows with only the frames left were welded to death by steel bars, and a large amount of rainwater came in with the wind, making the cement floor of half of the house wet.

On the little dry ground left, a creaking chair stood.

The hemp rope passed through the beam and fell straight down from the opposite side. It was tangled together by a pair of dirty palms and tied into a firm knot.

Zhang Chaoxian looked at the trap, his dull eyes seemed to come alive at this moment.

After Shan'ao said goodbye, nearly four months have passed in the blink of an eye.

During these four months, he not only endured the torment of fear day and night, but also suffered the pain of being separated from his wife and children, and worried about his father's current situation.

Many mixed emotions were entangled together, almost crushing him.

But every time he is overwhelmed, he will think of his son, the boy who still needs him to act as a mentor on the road of life. It is often only at this time that he can regain his faith from the suffering and force himself to eat and drink into a stagnant stomach. .

However, as time goes by, faith is like an unsustainable brazier, which cannot be extinguished after all.

He gave up completely.

Taking advantage of the wind and rain tonight, when there was no one around, he found the hemp rope that he had prepared for a long time from under the bed, hung it high on the beam, and looked at the trap in front of him. A decision was made.

"Xiao Yuan..."

The turbid eyes were only clear for a moment, and then they were once again wrapped in a thick haze of death.

He stood quietly for a moment, as if remembering the last breath of his life, and then threw himself into the trap, putting his head in the trap.

But just as he was about to kick off the chair, there was a sudden sound of strange footsteps from outside.

someone is coming?

A sense of urgency arises spontaneously.

Zhang Chaoxian didn't want his plan to come to naught after being discovered by others, so he exerted force on his feet, only to hear a "bang", the chair carrying his body weight suddenly fell over, and the whole person was thus hung high in the air.

at last……

everything is over……

Before his vision was blurred, he suddenly heard a loud noise, and then saw the iron door that usually requires a key to open, but now it was as if it was paper, surrounded by a two-meter-tall figure with a frame on the door. Kick it down!
"Zhang Chaoxian!"

Seeing this man, Xiao Di was also taken aback by his mental state at the moment.

The calm and calm appearance of the Shan'ao period is no longer there. At this time, his complexion is bleak, his eyes are sunken, and he has lost his desire for his own life, like a prisoner who is in a desperate situation and only wants to die.

At the moment, I can't control that much anymore, Xiaodi went straight to it, tore off the hemp rope, and pressed the struggling opponent to the ground: "Hey!"

"Wake up!"

"I'm here to save you!"

The violent struggle began to slow down, Zhang Chaoxian stared at the pair of cloudy eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling: "You...you came to save me?"

"Yes."

Xiaodi repeated in a positive tone: "I'm here to save you, Zhang Chaoxian, you're saved!"

"It doesn't matter whether it's Paradise Lost or the original dispute. Leave the rest to us."

"You have been saved!"

Zhang Chaoxian pursed his lips, but was unable to say the next sentence for a long time.

Because the tears that had already dried up suddenly mixed with tears, tightly wrapped his desperate body and mind, and gradually filled up, like a sponge that had been reborn.

overflowing.

(End of this chapter)