Because the fake Roy had scouted out the survivors' town, the tents they had just set up were abandoned. The group of eleven hurried southeast. They assumed that since there was a survivors' town, Yin Kuang and the others would surely head there to investigate as well. What they did not know was that Yin Kuang's group had no interest whatsoever in that survivor gathering place and were currently sleeping soundly.
Zhuge Lian was hemmed in by several people, clearly because they feared he might try something underhanded. It left him both bored and thoroughly irritated. He thought to himself, Boss, they say nothing should happen more than three times. I've planned things out for you twice already, but both times you refused to listen. If you reject my advice a third time, then I'll have done all I can... And these ridiculous "anime nerds"—if they really piss me off, I'll fucking kill them!
But just as Zhuge Lian was brooding, he suddenly felt a faint warmth in his chest. Startled, he looked down. Hanging from his chest was an ancestral wick, said to be the wick of a "Life-Extending Kongming Lantern." It supposedly possessed miraculous effects: warding off evil, averting misfortune, and prolonging one's lifespan. Even the Headmaster had once appraised it, saying, "Carry it, and you will live to a hundred, immune to all evils, blessed with both fortune and luck." Now, the wick had suddenly begun to heat up, seemingly on the verge of igniting. That could mean only one thing: his life was facing an unprecedented threat, and he had to ignite the Life-Extending Lantern's wick to preserve it!
"Boss, stop!" Zhuge Lian immediately warned Zhu Tong.
Zhu Tong stopped at once. As soon as she did, the other nine stopped as well.
Zhu Tong looked