It Wasn't Me Who Was Wrong, but This Era!

"G-Greetings, sir. My name is Wang..."

"No one cares what your name is. What information do you have about a Taboo Object? If you dare spout nonsense, I'll put a bullet through you." The officer looked disgusted as he pulled a white handkerchief from his pocket and covered his nose and mouth, as if trying to block out the air polluted by this Wastelander.

The Wastelander dropped to his knees with a thud. "I wouldn't dare, sir, I wouldn't dare! Every word I say is the truth."

"Speak!"

"Yes, yes, yes! There was a Taboo Object in Gray Soil Town, where I used to live. It was called [Breath of Bones], and Bai Ye obtained it. I just saw Bai Ye among the crowd!"

"What?" A flash of delight appeared in the officer's eyes. "You mean someone in the refugee camp is carrying a Taboo Object?

Wait... no. Everyone was searched before. No one was carrying weapons."

The Wastelander hurriedly said, "You see clearly, sir. Everything I said is true. Bai Ye really made the Taboo Object acknowledge him as its master. Even if he isn't carrying it now, he must have hidden it somewhere."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Ying's gaze landed on him, his yellow-brown eagle eyes gleaming with chilling coldness.

"I... I didn't mean to hide it. Bai Ye was one of the two people who joined the refugee camp yesterday. He was filthy, and it was too dark yesterday, so I didn't recognize him. When he started beating people just now, he suddenly looked familiar...

He's the deputy commander of our East District. I even worked with him for a few days before. When he got hurt, I helped him to meals. He promised to give me a piece of meat then, but he never did...

Sir, since I gave you information about a Taboo Object, can you give me a piece of meat?"

The Wastelander had clearly been scared senseless by Ying's stare and was now blurting out everything he knew in a confused rush.

"Brother Ye, was I wrong?" Li You asked dejectedly. "I just thought he looked pitiful..."

Bai Ye curled his lip. "What? Did a dog puke out your conscience?"

"I..." Li You was so angry he nearly choked. He flared up at first, but quickly deflated again.

"Maybe I really was wrong."

"No, you weren't wrong. This era is what's wrong."

Li You's heart shook violently. He abruptly raised his head and looked at Bai Ye with some emotion. He hadn't expected Bai Ye to be so good at comforting people.

"You're right, Brother Ye. This era is wrong. If this were the Civilized Era, something like this wouldn't have happened. If..."

Bai Ye raised a brow, surprised. "What nonsense are you talking about? What I mean is, if you want to live well, the first rule is never admitting you were wrong. How could I possibly be wrong? That's mental self-consumption. Not advisable.

Remember this: blame others when you can. If you can't blame anyone else, blame the era for being bad."

Li You: "..."

He had come to realize that in the few short days since meeting Bai Ye, countless twisted principles had taken turns bombarding his fragile heart.

What sixteen-character mantra, eight-character mantra, humility moving tombstones... and now there was another one: It wasn't my fault; it was all the era's fault.

He didn't consider himself a good person, but compared to Bai Ye, he suddenly felt that he was actually not too bad...

"Brother Ye, I really envy your mental state. By the way, do you have any of those poisonous mushrooms left?"

"I'll poison you..."

"Hey, hey, I was wrong, I was wrong! Don't hit me... Don't hit my right hand..." Li You hurriedly dodged, protecting his right hand. He would rather damage his manhood than let his right hand get hurt now.

But Bai Ye's character was obvious to all. Viciously kicking a cripple's good leg had always been his style.

The two horsed around for a while. Then, a disturbance suddenly broke out among the troops in the distance. The officer and Ying stepped out of the vehicle, and beside them stood a cowering Wastelander.

The moment Bai Ye saw that Wastelander, he sighed. "Sigh."

"What's wrong, Brother Ye?" Li You asked curiously.

"Get ready to fight."

"Huh!? Fighting again?"

Bai Ye did not answer. Instead, he slowly rose to his feet and walked toward the officer and Ying.

His actions instantly drew everyone's attention. Even the Wastelanders who were eating stopped what they were doing and looked at them nervously.

No one knew what would happen next. They only saw the lofty officer walking toward the refugee camp, while a young man stepped out from the camp at the same time.

"Sir! It's him! He's Bai Ye!" The Wastelander beside the officer pointed excitedly at Bai Ye, desperately trying to prove that he had not lied.

Watching Bai Ye approach, the officer's lips curved into an intrigued smile.

"This Wastelander is rather interesting."

Ying stared coldly at Bai Ye, his yellow-brown eagle eyes seeming capable of seeing through a person's heart.

"You have a Taboo Object?" he asked flatly.

Bai Ye did not deny it. "I do."

With that, he directly pulled [Breath of Bones] from his body.

That action instantly set the soldiers on edge. Click, click...

The sound of countless bullets being chambered rang out as more than a dozen soldiers raised their guns and aimed them at Bai Ye.

The officer frowned slightly and barked, "What are you doing? With Ying here, do you think a single Taboo Object can turn the tables? Put your guns down.

Isn't that right, Ying?"

Ying nodded calmly. There was no arrogance on his face, but absolute confidence radiated from his bones. In his eyes, even if this Wastelander youth held a Taboo Object, he could not pose the slightest threat to him.

"You won Fate Roulette with six bullets and contained [Breath of Bones]. Though you're only a Wastelander, you have some courage."

The praise in the tone unique to those in power was displayed vividly through him. It was not an act; it came naturally from his bones, a habit formed by nature.

"Hurry up and thank Ying. Receiving praise from Ying is an immense honor for you." The officer was still sucking up.

Bai Ye did not respond. Instead, he was considering how to kill the hundred-plus soldiers present in the shortest possible time.

"Kid, I'm talking to you, you..."

"Sigh, it's normal for Wastelanders not to understand manners." Ying gently raised a hand, stopping the angered officer.

His yellow-brown eagle eyes looked at [Breath of Bones] in Bai Ye's hand as he asked unhurriedly, "How powerful is it?"

"No bullets." Bai Ye raised a brow and casually waved the revolver in his hand.

"Give him bullets."

Ying's words stunned the soldiers. Give bullets to a Wastelander? Wasn't he afraid...