Regarding the misery shown by Zong Ren, Yu Sheng and Shi Guang have no feelings at all.
Or in their thinking, there are only living people and dead people.
At least, Zong Ren is still alive.
Shi Guang didn't mean to overflow with sympathy when he asked that question, he just simply asked if it was related to the mission.
Not to mention how many times they have seen this Life and Death borderline miserable state, they have experienced it many times themselves, and it is difficult for them to feel troubled again.
Zong Ren's vision gradually became blurred, and he looked towards the street in the distance, but he was already clenching his teeth and crawling on the ground.
"Almost... almost..."
"You won't... won't let me die..."
"Right now, you should be in a corner somewhere, admiring my... my misery..."
"When your inner desires are fulfilled, you will... save me."
"Then... then I'll show you the misery."
The flesh on his legs had been worn away in many places, and the nails on his fingers that were used to dig into the soil had disappeared.
But Zong Ren was still mumbling to himself, even though he was unconscious.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Zong Ren has no value in struggling, but Zong Ren itself knows what its goal is!
It's just that he missed it...
"Shi Guang, Big Sister, aunt, ancestor, please look at Remote Control!"
Yu Mo was still sitting alone on Back Courtyard, bending down so that his face was almost pressed against the camera, and he kept mumbling.
But...
No matter how he gestured, there was no response from Shi Guang.
"You already have a camera installed, why don't you get a voice function?"
"Is the funding just so small?"
"What the hell!"
Yu Mo couldn't help but curse, it was getting dark now. If Shi Guang and the two of them didn't make any movement, Zong Ren might really die outside.
There are still a lot of deadly jobs waiting for Zong Ren to do!
If he dies now, the gain outweighs the loss!
Cannon fodder is easy to find. Cannon fodder that has brains, courage, and is ruthless to oneself is so rare.
Who knows how long Yu Mo has been planning for such a cannon fodder.
"Senior!"
"Senior!!!"
Finally, Yu Mo shouted helplessly. Under the howling cold wind, Yu Mo tightened his clothes.
"Huh?"
The figure of Confucian Scholar appeared next to Yu Mo almost instantly, looking at Yu Mo with questioning eyes.
Yu Mo took a deep breath and smiled, "Senior, there is Incense!"
"Outer City, you just treated the guy on the leg, please take a look and bring him back."
"If you are seriously injured, as long as your life is not in danger, you don't need to save him, just bring him back."
"Only when he was rescued by you when he was the most desperate, helpless and painful in his heart, would he be most grateful to you."
"At that time, Incense was also the most prosperous."
Yu Mo's tone was very sincere, he looked at Confucian Scholar and said seriously.
Confucian Scholar Deity's eyes brightened, and he was a little excited. "Yes, when you are about to die, you are the most eager to live!"
"The most desperate and helpless..."
Confucian Scholar was still mumbling, but his voice had disappeared.
Yu Mo sighed faintly, "Sure enough, my damn wisdom..."
"No, I should have let him push me back to the room first."
"Hiss..."
"Why is it so cold at night at Sin City."
"You didn't even bring a blanket, what a sin!"
As he said that, Yu Mo couldn't help but hug his shoulders, his body was trembling, and he no longer looked as wise as before.
As Zong Ren became weaker and weaker, several people who were the weakest in Outer City and were almost on the verge of starving to death at any time looked at him with green eyes.
Just like Vulture, waiting excitedly.
Waiting for the moment when Zong Ren takes his last breath.
Zong Ren's originally broken arm had no strength at this time. He fell to the ground in such a mess, gasping for air.
And behind him is a scarlet road.
"Why... why haven't you come yet..."
"Has my value... been used up?"
"No... it won't!"
"I must have missed... somewhere..."
On his deathbed, Zong Ren was lying on the ground, looking at the night sky above his head, muttering to himself.
His expression became more and more dazed, and he wanted to close his eyes several times, but he stubbornly kept them open and did not fall asleep.
"Yu Mo!"
"I... I'm unwilling... to give in!"
Zong Ren's eyes were a little red, and he wanted to shout to the sky, but the words he said came out as loud as flies.
Maybe, everything should end.
At the last moment of his life, a thin figure appeared in Zong Ren's mind for some reason.
"An..."
His pale lips barely revealed a smile, but soon, An An's figure disappeared, replaced by his stubborn eyes. "I... I can't die..."
"I want to become stronger, I... I want to stand on top of this... world."
"I just massacred people from two villages... that's all..."
"As long as you become stronger and kill everyone in this... this world... so what..."
Zong Ren's eyes once again burst out with endless vitality, as if Deathbed Clarity was crawling forward again.
Even the flesh and blood have been worn away, exposing the stubble of bones.
But he seemed to be unconscious and still crawled hard.
Until...
"Huh?"
"Hiss, Yu Mo really didn't lie to me. This person really likes pain and enjoys torture."
Confucian Scholar stood in front of Zong Ren, looking at the squirming...'person' under his feet, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, with a curious look on his face.
He slowly knelt down and observed carefully.
And Zong Ren also raised his head with difficulty, looking at the figure in front of him with blurred vision, trying hard to distinguish the voice, and finally completely relieved the sigh in his heart.
He knows...
He won't die.
Zong Ren fainted heavily and fell to the ground, and his life continued to pass.
"Is this considered the edge of Life and Death..."
"It doesn't feel like despair."
Confucian Scholar looked at Zong Ren with a troubled expression and kept mumbling.