With a "clang," a sound similar to the collision of alloys.
"Ouch!" Jiang Fan winced in pain, looking at his hand, which was now swollen.
Lan Shengxue's beautiful eyes widened as she looked at Jiang Fan's hand, which was swollen like a bear's paw, and then at the Crazy Old Man's forehead.
The Crazy Old Man's forehead was shiny and smooth, without a single mark.
This caused a huge uproar in Lan Shengxue's heart. Who exactly was this person? Jiang Fan was Late-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist, and his physical strength was something that ordinary people could not withstand.
Moreover, she saw it clearly just now: Jiang Fan didn't hold back at all; he hit him squarely, but it was Jiang Fan who ended up getting injured.
It's important to know that Jiang Fan's strength is unmatched by Late-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist of the same level. He's a genius who can easily kill Two Star demonic beast single-handedly.
Looking at this seemingly ordinary old man, he was completely unharmed. When did such a master emerge from the Fortress No. 31?
As she was thinking, Lan Shengxue suddenly remembered something.
Long before she came to Fortress No. 31, her grandfather had mentioned that there was a very important person in Fortress No. 31, and that she should never provoke or offend him.
Speaking of which Ye Qizhen, Spirit Master, came here some time ago to become this important figure's apprentice.
Could it be that the old man who fell into the wine vat is the legendary big shot?
No way? This doesn't look like it at all!
But if that's true, what exactly is the relationship between Jiang Fan and him? And that spatial ring Jiang Fan possessed—could it have been given to him by this old man?
" Jiang Fan, who is he?" Lan Shengxue couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Fan rubbed his hands and gritted his teeth as he replied, "As you can see, a drunkard with a head harder than alloy."
"He's not an ordinary person, is he?" Lan Shengxue continued to ask.
"Maybe," Jiang Fan replied ambiguously.
Lan Shengxue pressed on, "What's your relationship with him?"
Jiang Fan: "I come over every day to cook for him, and he pays me."
This answer was completely unexpected by Lan Shengxue; she never imagined that Jiang Fan would work as someone's nanny.
"Your salary at Yang Xiaoqiang Studio must be quite high, so why would you need to work as someone else's nanny?"
Jiang Fan replied without changing his expression, "I was already cooking and cleaning for him before I even joined the studio."
"Oh, is that so?"
No, Lan Shengxue still felt something was off.
"With such a small relationship, knowing your personality, you wouldn't risk your life to come out and save him."
Based on Lan Shengxue's understanding of Jiang Fan, he was not a particularly righteous and warm-hearted person.
"With my personality? You know me very well?" Jiang Fan retorted.
Lan Shengxue didn't say anything more.
Jiang Fan picked up the Crazy Old Man and said, "Let's go."
The two had barely left when they heard screams coming from afar.
"Help! Don't eat me! Help!"
Lan Shengxue looked at Jiang Fan, her expression serious, "Someone's there."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Jiang Fan darted out and ran towards the sound of cries for help.
This scene puzzled Lan Shengxue. Why was he so enthusiastic? It shouldn't be like this, given his personality.
She could think without slowing down her pace.
By the time Lan Shengxue caught up, Jiang Fan had already rescued the people who had asked for help and killed the monster with a single blow.
[Ding! Congratulations, Master! You have successfully killed One Star monster. You have done a good deed. Your points have been increased by 50.]
In just a few seconds, I had another 50 points. Killing monsters is still the fastest way to earn points.
If it weren't for worrying about Tang Guo and the others' safety, Jiang Fan said he really wanted to stay and earn some more points.
Lan Shengxue, who had caught up, looked Jiang Fan up and down with a questioning gaze.
She thought to herself: Could her analysis be wrong? Is Jiang Fan actually a hot-blooded and impulsive young man who would help those in need?
Thinking of this, she recalled what had happened in the Inner Wilderness Zone a while ago.
In order to save Li Zhe, Jiang Fan stayed behind and fought against the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito.
Was she really wrong?
"Let's go." Jiang Fan said to Lan Shengxue as he turned around, carrying the Crazy Old Man on his back.
"Hmm." Lan Shengxue nodded and looked at the people who had been rescued.
"We need to seek refuge in a safe place; you all need to follow quickly."
Those who were rescued looked puzzled, and one of them, Wang Zheng, stepped forward.
"We had several companions with us, but they were separated when the monsters came. Could you go and rescue them?"
Jiang Fan: "We've obtained the equipment to restore communications. We need to return to the shelter so that professionals can assemble it and establish contact with the outside world to receive rescue. We have a mission to complete and cannot delay."
"It won't take you long. Besides, if you have the ability, how can you just stand by and watch someone die?" Wang Zheng asked indignantly.
Jiang Fan remained expressionless, his eyes showing no emotional fluctuation.
"I should have just stood by and watched you die. If I hadn't saved you, would you still have the chance to stand in front of me and criticize me?"
Although Jiang Fan's eyes showed no emotion, the chill emanating from them sent shivers down one's spine.
Wang Zheng was so shocked that his hair stood on end. Seeing Jiang Fan about to leave with his back to him, he didn't know if he had lost face or for some other reason, but he actually dared to shout out.
"I know you. You're Jiang Fan, the top scorer in this year's martial arts exam. As the top scorer, how could you stand by and watch someone die? If you really dare to do this, I'll expose you. Then, be careful no martial arts school will want you!"
Lan Shengxue, unable to bear it any longer, retorted before Jiang Fan could, "Are you deaf? He just said we urgently need to get back and restore the communication equipment so that the outside world can send rescue as soon as possible. The people at the shelter are still waiting for us to rescue them. Besides, are you blind? Didn't you see he was carrying someone on his back?"
Wang Zheng glanced at the Crazy Old Man on Jiang Fan's back. "So it's the Crazy Old Man who guards the cemetery. I heard his whole family died, and he's been acting crazy all the time. Keeping someone like that around is a waste of food; there's absolutely no need to save him. Jiang Fan, throw the Crazy Old Man down right now. Don't worry about him. Is one Crazy Old Man more important than my several companions?"
Jiang Fan originally didn't intend to waste his breath on this kind of person, but after hearing these words, he slowly turned around.
"In my eyes, even a single toe of that Crazy Old Man is better than scum like you."
Wang Zheng was enraged and roared.
"Are you even human? You—"
"I'm not human," Jiang Fan interrupted Wang Zheng.
Wang Zheng was about to continue his tirade when Jiang Fan suddenly said something that left him speechless.
Lan Shengxue frowned slightly as she looked at Jiang Fan. Just as she parted her red lips, about to say something, Jiang Fan spoke up immediately afterward.
"I am the God who will save you."
The implication is that Jiang Fan is not a human being, but a god who saved you, and you, the people who were saved, dare to despise your own god.