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Chapter 95 Will he die?
Yuan Yi went to find the cicadas, while Shang Xingjian found a place to set up camp, intending to rest while waiting for the others to return.

Xiao Wang took out his computer and checked the news in Yuncheng. He found that his proficiency in using the system was still increasing and the system was still in a stable period.

Cheng Mai sat down opposite the shopkeeper. The mountain environment suddenly felt much better and no longer felt gloomy.

Why do we always have to go to the mountains?

"After all, we have to conjure up a boat in the sea. If we get discovered, the refugees will salvage it, and I can't afford to lose face like that," Shang Xingjian explained without much effort.

Naturally, it is because the mountains and rivers are the final dividing curves.

Cheng Mai naturally didn't believe what he said casually.

"Boss, Ms. Cheng, it seems like user growth in Yuncheng has stopped." Xiao Wang pushed the computer in front of Cheng Mai and showed it to her.

Cheng Mai looked at the little red dot at the top, which had stopped floating, and asked, "Is the registration complete?"

If this speed were the norm across the country, she would be laughing in her sleep.

"Mr. Cheng, there's some news for you to see." Xiao Wang opened a page, his expression becoming more serious.

I heard this is a system developed by some Genga Technology, which claims to help us solve our problems.

After all these years, you're still spouting nonsense. If someone could really solve our problems that have lasted for so many years, wouldn't it be better to just kill all those people themselves?
Exactly! Humans hold our trump card, yet Genga Technology isn't helping us; instead, they're helping those humans. Genga Technology is the biggest problem.

Such comments quickly filled the forum, and their numbers continued to grow.

"This is the power of netizens. No matter what dimension or space it is in, the effect is the same," Shang Xingjian said leisurely.

"Then, are we in charge?" Xiao Wang didn't understand the meaning behind the boss's words, but still asked.

Shang Xingjian raised an eyebrow and looked at Cheng Mai, "What do you think, Cheng Mai?"

Cheng Mai leaned back in his chair and pondered the question seriously. "Let's not worry about it for now. Whether the public opinion is positive or negative, it's a form of communication. If they want to join the forum, they have to register first. For now, it's a good thing for us, but we can't just ignore it."

“Your General Manager Cheng is right,” Shang Xingjian echoed.

Cheng Mai narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at him. Did he need to say that?

Cheng Mai continued, "You monitor public opinion at all times. If they insist on provoking trouble, it is not unreasonable to use force to suppress them if necessary."

Xiao Wang agreed, "Actually, I think it's because we don't communicate enough that our relationships are so strained. Aren't the ghosts we fear just like the family members that others miss?"

Xiao Wang whispered, clearly missing his family as well.

However, after a person dies, they cannot voluntarily go back to visit their family, as this would only cause them trouble.

"As for the spirits and monsters in the mountains, many forests have been developed into tourist attractions in recent years, threatening their living environment, so it's understandable that they're unhappy." As the saying goes, it takes two to tango, so it's not entirely their fault.

Cheng Mai listened to Xiao Wang's words and understood what Xiao Wang meant: demons and monsters are not necessarily all bad, but people are not necessarily all good either.

If there really is a war, people are not necessarily going to lose, nor are they necessarily going to win.

A unified ruler for all under heaven would be the best outcome. Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian, who raised an eyebrow slightly. "This is your task."

Cheng Mai wanted to curse; it was clearly the question he had thrown out.

"You guys handle this little thing yourselves, I have something important to do."

It's the same excuse again, always the same excuse. I have no idea what his important matter is.
Cheng Mai checked the time. "It's almost dawn. Yang Fan will probably be very anxious if he doesn't hear from me. Can we go back before dawn?"

"That depends on whether the cicadas cooperate." Their purposes for coming here were twofold: to rescue people and to take the cicadas back for training the signal tower.

Cheng Mai stood up, looked at the surrounding woods, then turned to Shang Xingjian, "You've already ransacked several of his territories, and he still won't come out?"

The person behind this is too mysterious, so mysterious that it's as if he doesn't exist, as if he doesn't care what Shang Xingjian does.

The merchant leisurely sipped his tea, saying, "It's possible they can't get out, for example, they're trapped somewhere."

"Even so, why is there no news at all? Do you know who he is and where he is?" Otherwise, why does he always kill those people without hesitation every time he catches them, or even if he doesn't kill them, he will make them drink Meng Po soup? Isn't that too strange?
Shang Xingjian poured her some tea. "I can save your life. You just need to do what I tell you to do. The rest is none of your business."

Cheng Mai was somewhat annoyed. He went over and stood beside him, looking down at him. "Shang Xingjian, aren't we partners? Shouldn't you be more honest with your partners?"

Xiao Wang silently shrank back, hoping the flames of war wouldn't spread to him.

Shang Xingjian looked at Xiao Wang, who immediately covered his face with the computer screen. He wasn't there, he wasn't there, they could pretend he wasn't there.

Shang Xingjian smiled and, despite Cheng Mai's condescending gaze, showed no dislike as rumored. Instead, she looked up at him with a smile and waved to Cheng Mai.

Cheng Mai bent down, looking closer to him with a puzzled expression. "You'd better tell the truth, or else..."

Shang Xingjian raised his hand and placed it on her neck, closing the distance between them once again.

Cheng Mai: "!!!"

The breath hit my skin, carrying a slightly burning sensation, causing my mind to go blank for a moment.

That was a foul!

"Don't fight alongside me, because they're all dead." Shang Xingjian said slowly, his voice not loud, but every word fell into Cheng Mai's ears.

Of the twelve supreme gods, eleven died, leaving only Shang Xingjian.

Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian with a deep gaze, his eyes filled with a heartache that was hard to decipher.

However, Shang Xingjian could understand it, and it was precisely because he could understand it that he was even less likely to drag Cheng Mai into this vortex.

So Shang Xingjian gently pushed the person away, saying, "Don't worry, I'll definitely get you back before dawn."

With fresh air, Cheng Mai's breathing became much easier. She continued to look at Shang Xingjian, watching him slowly and methodically perform his tea-making art, wondering where all these intricacies came from.

"Shang Xingjian, will the big thing you're about to do kill you?" Cheng Mai suddenly asked, then kept staring at Shang Xingjian, not missing any of his subtle expressions.

Shang Xingjian paused slightly as he put down his cup, then smiled again. "Death? Me?"