Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 542 Obeying orders! It's a hunter's duty!

The planting area of Lighthouse City.

Linglong Moyu was standing alone by the railing of the top-level cloud ladder.

He held a silver thermos in his hand, stood on the clouds, and looked up at the dazzling starry sky.

"Next, if Charles isn't stupid, he should have me and Ran Bing pair up in the Dawn Hall to carry out the breeding mission..."

He neither had nor needed to check who specifically received the breeding mission notification this time.

Any form of browsing will inevitably leave traces of browsing.

However, the scene where Ran Bing annoys Mark and forces him to make a mistake is part of the original plot.

A strategy that is not particularly clever, but effective nonetheless.

It's just enough to deal with idiots like Mark and Ran Bing.

However, even without the advantage of knowing the "original plot", Linglong Moyu could actually guess that Charles would use this move.

After all, the fundamental principles of a lighthouse are only three.

Mark was personally designated by Lord Morgan as the "next successor to the city lord".

Ordinary minor mistakes cannot shake his foundation.

As the future supreme ruler of the beacon, what's wrong with making a small mistake?
Can the mistakes made by the city lord be called mistakes?
In the end, will the city lord be at fault? Or will the rules themselves be at fault? Or perhaps, will the person responsible for enforcing the rules be at fault?
If we're really going to talk about rules, the issue of Morgan and Charles needs to be discussed properly first.

Therefore, Charles had no choice but to force Mark to violate the three fundamental laws of survival!

Linglong Moyu stood by the railing, her gaze moving downwards, passing through the layers of crop trellises, and landing at the very bottom, on the two figures walking side by side between the ridges of the field.

A man and a woman, like a couple in an old-world movie, strolled under the stars.

Linglong Moyu's gaze remained indifferent as he raised his hand and took a sip of cool water.

There was absolutely no intention to go down and warn Mark, or even to offer him advice.

He left no browsing history, not just to prevent Charles from realizing that he had guessed his plans.

More importantly, it was to guard against Mark... It turned out later that Mo Yu "knew in advance"!

Just as he had said to Vatican earlier.

Based on Mark's current abilities, he is not qualified to assume the responsibilities of the city lord.

Of course, he also didn't want Charles to actually go up there.

Linglong Moyu turned around, glanced at the steel behemoth in the night behind her, the silent and oppressive Sky City, and took a sip of water.

'In this apocalypse, only the truly capable can lead humanity out of this prison and back to the surface! And within this entire Lighthouse City, the most capable…'

His eyes gleamed with a burning light.

It's me!

'Whether it's Charles, Mark, Jingnan, or Victor... none of them are the best choice to lead humanity towards a new beginning.'

'The position of city lord—I deserve it without hesitation!'

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Charles was plotting against Mark.

He never expected that someone was plotting against him.

Even Morgan, the city lord, was caught in Mo Yu's scheme.

……

Below, the two people strolling in the flower field were completely unaware of all this.

Especially Mark, who already knew he was going to become the next city lord.

Even after receiving a heartfelt reminder from Instructor Elon.

But being a complete political idiot, he was still completely unaware that he had fallen into the very center of the power vortex!

His opponent has already bared his deadly fangs.

But he was completely unaware of this.

How can someone like that become a good manager? How can they manage this lighthouse that is already beginning to crumble?

Linglong Moyu closed the thermos lid, glanced at Mark's back one last time, and turned to leave the planting area.

Mark seemed to sense something and subconsciously turned his head to look back.

The uppermost layer of the cloud-covered corridor railing was deserted, with only the moonlight quietly shining down.

"what happened?"

Ran Bing, who was standing next to him, noticed his movement and turned her head to look back in confusion.

"……nothing."

Mark shook his head, turned back, and continued walking forward.

Although Ran Bing found it a little strange, she didn't think much of it and looked away.

The two walked side by side.

Ran Bing tilted her head, looking at the big, dumb guy next to her who was walking straight ahead like a wooden stake, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

Having already learned that she would be heading to the Dawn Hall in two days to carry out a breeding mission, she was already in a state of utter confusion.

Unfortunately, she learned the truth from Penny's notebook.

Her feelings for Captain Mark—the constant urge to be close, the racing heart when she saw him, and the disappointment when she couldn't see him—it turns out…

It's called "love"!
However, a lighthouse does not allow for such strong emotional connections.

This is one of the three most fundamental rules for survival!

It wasn't that she lacked the courage to pay the price of her life for the love described in the notebook.

However, she didn't know whether Mark... also... had the same burning feelings for her.

If this is just her one-sided fantasy.

What was the point of her sacrifice?
Ran Bing lowered her head and thought for a long time, then suddenly seemed to have made up her mind.

She feigned casualness and cautiously probed, "Speaking of which, if one day we really can go back to live on the surface, what... are your plans?"

Mark was unaware of the deeper meaning and emotion truly contained in Ran Bing's words.

Instead, she thought of the humans she saw on the ground during this mission, standing on the Devouring Beasts, and Mo Yu's previous words.

Unfortunately, after returning, he tried everything he could, but he couldn't find any useful clues about "survivors on the surface" in the lighthouse's database.

"Ugh……"

Mark sighed heavily, frowning. "It's too early to talk about this now. We need to figure out what really happened with the person we saw that day. Then, we can try to get information from them..."

"I've heard that people in the old world used to form 'families'."

Seeing that his wooden head was going off-topic, Ran Bing interrupted his long-winded speech.

She doesn't care about any of that right now!

All she wanted from Mark was a definite answer!

"Forehead……"

Mark stopped and glanced at Ran Bing, his eyes flickering slightly.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

Even if he were truly a blockhead, upon hearing these almost blunt words, he should have realized what Ran Bing meant.

Ran Bing turned her head to meet his gaze.

Although her heart was pounding with shyness, she closed her eyes and forced a casual tone to ask...
"Who will you be with then?"

Mark's weathered face flushed almost imperceptibly.

He used a dry laugh to cover up his momentary panic:

"Ha, where did you hear all this from?"

He started walking and continued forward, trying to avoid the topic.

Ran Bing stood there, gazing intently at Mark's tall back, lost in self-doubt.

'Was what I called love... just a one-sided foolishness on my part? He... never had those kinds of thoughts; he always just saw me as a valuable team member.'

After standing there stunned for a moment, she bit her lower lip, mustered her courage, and quickly followed.

'At least... at least there has to be some result!'

Ran Bing persisted, asking again, "Who will you be with?" Mark stared straight ahead, his emotions surging for a moment, almost blurting out the answer.

However, the image of his sister Hongkou's situation kept flashing before his eyes.

More than a decade ago, they were also the captain and adjutant of the hunters...

His gaze sharpened, and he once again suppressed the surging emotions in his chest with reason.

His tone turned cold and hard: "I've never thought about these things."

Ran Bing felt as if a huge rock was blocking her chest, making her feel stuffy and painful.

"I've thought about it!"

Unable to contain her emotions any longer, she rushed to Mark and forced him to stop.

Her trembling hands reached out to touch him, but in the end she only gently tugged at the corner of his outer robe.

With longing eyes, she looked up at the man she had followed for many years, and mustered her courage to make one last attempt:
"and you……"

The wind blows.

The leaves rustled and shook.

Mark looked at her, at her eyes that were brighter than the stars above.

My emotions surged wildly once again!

He wanted to reach out and touch her face.

But he feared that his gentle touch would destroy the beauty before him.

The surging emotions reached his lips, but ultimately turned into the most hurtful words: "Don't say these things again."

He abruptly turned to the side and quickly walked away from her.

In his heart, however, he was silently crying out: 'I'm sorry, Ran Bing! I'm so sorry! Please wait for me to say these words! After I become the city lord, I will give you an answer in person.'

Ran Bing was completely stunned and stood there.

She lowered her head, and there seemed to be tears glistening in her eyes.

However, she was ultimately the strongest female warrior among the hunters, and she suppressed the vulnerability that was about to spill from her eyes.

She turned her head sharply, staring at Mark's resolute back, and asked unwillingly, "Why?!"

"Was all that unspoken understanding we shared, all that willingness to face life and death together, just a lie? Was that tender look in your eyes when you looked at me this afternoon in the archives also a lie?!"

These thoughts remained unspoken.

Ran Bing could immediately sense Mark's love for her!
Mark felt a chill run down his spine.

He then thought of Mo Yu's solitary figure gazing out from behind the railing.

Who knows how many eyes are secretly watching me from this place!

Once he gives Ran Bing a clear answer.

Who knows, he and Ran Bing might be tied up together and burned alive tomorrow!

Ultimately, the only way to end this dangerous conversation was with an even colder, more hard tone:
"This is an order!"

"Is it?"

Ran Bing's body trembled slightly. "Is it the order from the Hunter Commander, or the future city lord?!"

After being repeatedly hit, her emotions finally exploded.

Unaware that Ran Bing was about to go to the Dawn Hall to carry out a breeding mission, Mark's mind went completely blank after hearing this.

You freaking know I'm the future city lord, can't you wait a few more days?! Ask me again after I become the city lord!
Saying these things now is a death sentence, do you even realize that?!
Mark was furious at her series of stupid remarks.

He whirled around, pointing at her and practically roaring, "An order is an order! What hunters must do is obey!"

He couldn't understand why Ran Bing, who was always calm and rational, had become so unreasonable.

"obey"……

These two words kept echoing in Ran Bing's ears.

Because of her love for Mark, and her instinctive unwillingness to "obey" the task of reproduction, hearing those two words at this moment was incredibly ironic and jarring.

Although she knew that Mark had no idea what he was about to face.

But when a woman's emotions really run high, she won't bother with those damn logics anymore.

Ironically, Ran Bing is one of the very few women who, even when she's emotional, still maintains her logic.

She kept her head down, her voice low and hoarse, carrying a heartbreaking sadness:
"I'm going to... Dawn Hall!"

"!!"

Mark's anger froze instantly, and his pupils contracted sharply!

"This is the order I am about to 'obey'."

Ran Bing crossed her arms, raised her head, and looked at him with a last glimmer of hope in her beautiful sapphire eyes. "Do you want... me to finish it?"

She hoped he could help her refuse.

Even if disobeying orders would cost her her life.

Mark stood there, stunned.

In an instant, his mind raced with countless thoughts.

Having not received an education in the old world, he did not understand what "chastity" meant.

Although he genuinely didn't want Ran Bing to have to perform reproductive tasks with other men.

However, compared to Ran Bing's life...

"...Your task is complete."

Mark's iron-like fist clenched tightly, then relaxed weakly in an instant.

His final choice was to let himself bear the pain.

In this way, they could save Ran Bing's life, and the two of them, and perhaps... a longer future.

"……I see."

Ran Bing chuckled softly, her laughter filled with endless disappointment and self-mockery.

She didn't say another word, turned around, and silently left with heavy steps.

But the sound of each step fading into the distance seemed to pound heavily on Mark's heart.

"……Oh shit!"

Mark cursed under his breath, but never dared to turn around.

Reason told him.

This is the best option under the current circumstances.

Now, if they cause a huge scene and violate the survival rules of the Lighthouse, both of them will die.

He didn't care about dying, but he didn't want Ran Bing to die because of him!

And as long as he could sit in the position of city lord, he would have the power to change that damned law so that the two of them could openly embrace each other in the sunlight.

From an outsider's perspective, especially from a 21st-century viewpoint, his choice at this moment is undoubtedly cowardly and pathetic.

But from his perspective as someone in the thick of it, this is the best option he can make right now!

……

The night is already past midnight.

Mark remained awake, lying in bed with his eyes open.

Amidst endless pain and turmoil, he thought of his sister Hongkou again, and then of Moyu, who had helped them in the past.

"and many more!"

In the darkness, he suddenly sat up.

He knew his brain was no longer up to par.

He decisively installed an external brain that could do everything!
"Perhaps... I should go and ask him now..."

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

A loud knocking... no, a banging on the door!