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Chapter 609 Processing
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Zhou You never expected that he would actually find a pillow when he was sleepy.

He had been searching desperately for traces of humans, but unexpectedly, while wandering around, he stumbled upon one.

Unfortunately, the first one was like a mad dog, charging at him the moment he saw him—plus, he had overheard what had happened and knew these guys weren't good people, so he wasn't careful and hit them a little too hard.

It's not his fault. Who would have thought that this guy, who was so fragile, could be killed by a severely injured disabled person?
Fortunately, the second one was a bit sturdier.

Hunyuan Jin is a kind of powerful fist technique, but it still contains skillful force—it can split mountains and crack rocks with its weight, and it can nourish things silently with its lightness. Therefore, even with his injured body, he can still use some of its power. When this punch landed on his face, the guy didn't even groan before falling backward.

Zhou You gasped for breath, but didn't bother to rest. He tore two strips of cloth from his floral shirt and used them to tie the man's hands and feet together—compared to before, the perpetrator had suddenly become the victim.

Then, he slapped his face hard twice.

The person was immediately jolted awake by the excruciating pain.

Zhou You, on the other hand, looked at him with a smile.

The man stared at Zhou You, his gaze shifting from fear to panic, from panic to disbelief, and finally from disbelief to pure coldness.

His first words were...

"who are you?"

He's a tough opponent.

To be honest, even Zhou You was a little surprised that he could remain so calm under such circumstances.

But he continued to laugh.

"Didn't you just say it yourself, brother? I'm just a humble scavenger."

However, the other party immediately retorted.

"A scavenger? If illegal scavengers were all this skilled, we would have all fled this city long ago. I must have misjudged you. May I ask who you are?"

"You call me whatever you want."

Zhou You was about to use the name of a god as his title, but suddenly, as if sensing something, he glanced at the sky.

The blood moon continued to laugh wildly, yet Zhou You felt a strange unease.

That thing seemed to have glanced at me unintentionally.

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Recalling the script's initial hints, Zhou You remained silent for a long while before finally speaking.

"You can call me Mysterio."

"Is this a name?"

"You can take that as true."

The other party had no choice but to say...

"Then let's assume you are—that mysterious friend. You came after us and even killed one of our men. What exactly is your purpose?"

Zhou You rubbed his chin, looking utterly innocent.

"Well, you might not believe it, but I really just happened to bump into you two."

The person opposite didn't say anything, but their expression clearly said, "I don't believe you."

Zhou You was also helpless about this.

He usually talks a lot of nonsense, but this time he spoke the absolute truth.

People believe you when you tell a lie, but nobody believes you when you tell the truth. Tsk, is this the legendary crisis of trust?

Zhou You didn't dwell on it too much and simply continued to ask questions.

"Then I should ask you, where is this?"

"Are you crazy? You're right here and you don't even know where you are?"

Zhou You's response to such offensive remarks was simple.

It struggled to lift the towering cliff, and then it fell.

The blade pierced straight into his hand. Looking at his palm pinned to the ground, the other person froze for a few seconds before suddenly screaming in agony.

Of course, he knew this was the situation, and quickly swallowed his words, but his gaze toward Zhou You became increasingly hostile.

Someone completely ignored it.

With someone as inherently evil as this, being polite or hostile will yield roughly the same result; the latter might even be more intimidating.
Why make yourself unhappy?

"I ask, you answer, where is this?"

The subordinate glared at Zhou You for a long time before finally speaking through gritted teeth.

"Desolate area."

Where does your settlement lie?

"You don't even know this?!"

"say."

“It’s located underground on Beidao Street. Enter from Ma’an Road subway station, turn right, and it’s the third door.”

Zhou You gained some insight.

No wonder there wasn't a soul in sight outside; they'd all hidden underground—but thinking about it, that makes sense. How could ordinary people possibly survive in this ghostly, demon-infested land? Staying hidden is the best option.

"There's another question: what time is it now, and do you know how the world became the way it is?"

This time, the other party was finally speechless.

He scrutinized Zhou You as if he were looking at an alien.

But considering the current situation, it's clear that the odds are stacked against him, so all he could say was...

"It's 2065 now. As for why it's turned out this way..."

He pointed to the sky.

"Ever since that blood moon rose before 1999, the whole world has become like this—and don't ask me the specific reasons why. If I knew, would I just be a henchman in this kind of small gang?"

Zhou You remained silent.

—Damn, it's definitely related to the moon.

He wanted to ask more specific questions, but the feeling of being 'watched' was like a persistent, insidious infection; instead of dissipating, it grew stronger.

In the end, he could only shake his head and give up the idea.

He pulled up a towering cliff, turned around and left—seeing this god of death preparing to leave, Smoker's men finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, after taking only two steps, the person turned back.

"Speaking of which, I almost forgot. Now that I've killed one of you, it means I've made an enemy of you. So, what should I do with you?"

The subordinate took a deep breath and then spoke quickly.

"It's too late for me to say anything now. Even if I say I'll never pursue it or that I've forgotten, I doubt you'll believe me. So how about this: the one who died was a complete waste, and I've already witnessed your abilities. If you don't mind, I can introduce you to the leader. You know, in this world, strength is absolute, and feelings are basically irrelevant—besides, I'm not even familiar with that guy."

Zhou You stared at his subordinates for a long time before a smile appeared on his face.

"You are a smart man."

Upon hearing this, the subordinate, who had been teetering on the brink of life and death, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Zhou You's next words plunged him into despair.

"Unfortunately, if you weren't so clever, I might have spared your life—but in the current situation, the smarter you are, the easier it is for me to expose you, so, sorry." "You son of a bitch—"

Before his subordinate could even roar and stand up, Zhou You took the initiative and punched him in the neck.

Without uttering a sound, he immediately fell into a peaceful sleep.

Looking at the two, one dead and one unconscious, Zhou You rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

"So what should we do next?"

Luo Liangde was suddenly jolted awake from his nightmare.

During his brief coma, he saw many of his own fates.

There are signs that have been peeled off, with flesh and blood forming the pole, and the outer skin fluttering in the wind, just like flags waving in the wind.

There was a greeter who was just a head, fixed to the table, stripped of most of his emotions, and only knew how to smile and greet the 'guests'.

There are nests where the skin and flesh have all been removed, the body has become a nest, and countless worms live there.

He either saw everything with his own eyes or had heard about it beforehand. Every night, he would wake up from nightmares, and when he touched his back, it would be soaked in cold sweat.

He truly didn't want to become like that, he wouldn't even die.

Unfortunately, in today's world, death itself is a luxury—suicide, or the act of actively seeking death, is more likely to fall into the hands of the supernatural—so everyone can only endure it, taking it one day at a time, and only when they have the chance to truly die will they be free.

Unfortunately, it seems he is now destined to suffer this torment.

I just hope the master I serve is impatient and gets tired of me soon, so I can give him a quick end.

Resignedly opening his eyes, Luo Liangde was about to put on his usual smiling face and say a few polite words.

however.

He suddenly paused, startled.

He had expected to see a bloody and bizarre place, with a deformed and terrifying monster standing beside him—that would be the best-case scenario. Worse still, he imagined himself being dismembered and transformed into some indescribable thing.
But right in front of him.

As the blood moon rose high, countless shadows of buildings fell upon the ground, and amidst the dappled shadows, it seemed as if countless gigantic mouths were waiting to devour people.

Despite the terrifying scenery, Luo Liangde felt incredibly at ease.

Did I not get sent in?
Just then, he suddenly sensed something moving beside him.

Suddenly turning around, I saw only Zhang Heshan's face.

After a few seconds of silence, Luo Liangde screamed.

"A ghost!!!"

What is this guy doing?
Seeing this reaction, Zhou You was truly baffled.

One of those guys is dead and the other is injured. He doesn't have the ability to bring the dead one back now, and the injured one is too cunning, so he really doesn't dare to use him.

Since he was in an unfamiliar place, he needed someone to help him find his way.
After much deliberation, the only one who could be used was this thief who had been brought in for the replacement.

So he glanced at the restaurant and, seeing that the other person didn't seem to be looking outside, carefully dragged the guy out until they were far away from the restaurant before slapping him twice.

He didn't want to use such violent methods against this guy with whom he had no grudge, but since he couldn't even find a drop of cold water around, he had no choice but to use the most convenient method of sobering him up.

But what's with this guy calling me a ghost the moment we meet?
The body was a bit thin, the face was a bit bluish-green, and the clothes were tattered and covered with stains from the previous fight. In the dark, it did look rather... shabby, but surely it shouldn't be considered a ghost?

Fortunately, just as Zhou You was getting increasingly impatient and was about to unleash another "wake-up call," the guy's voice abruptly stopped.

Or rather, Luo Liangde realized the situation and forcibly held his breath, suppressing all his fear.

To be honest, in such a terrible environment, it takes real skill to live to this age.

After a while, the throbbing in his chest gradually stopped, and Luo Liangde finally calmed down and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"...Did you save me?"

Zhou You was about to admit it, but Luo Liangde glanced at his body—especially his crippled leg—and shook his head in denial.

"Okay, probably not. So, young man, how exactly did I escape?"

Can we please stop judging people by their appearance? Don't you know the saying, "A dog's eyes look down on people"? Wait a minute!

Zhou You was about to correct the guy's words when suddenly, an idea flashed into his mind.

The strange feeling of being stared at had barely subsided when I looked again at the blood moon in the sky.
Wait a minute, maybe we can try a different approach?

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Luo Liangde was also somewhat hesitant—he looked at Zhou You again, and then spoke cautiously.

"You...no, I mean you, could it really be that you saved my life?"

Zhou You put on a genuine, almost embarrassed expression.

"Brother, you're joking. With my small frame, how could I possibly save you?"

Luo Liangde was taken aback.

"How did I get out? And how did you end up next to me?"

Zhou You raised his chin, gesturing towards the distant lights that were now barely visible.

"I just happened to wander over here. As for how you got out, I saw those two big men drag you over, one went to the toilet, and the other just sat there smoking—but after a short while, the one who went to the toilet suddenly screamed, and the one who was smoking rushed over to check, and then..."

"Then what?"

Zhou You shrugged.

"Then the two of them never came out again—I waited for a long time, but I didn't see a single person, and even the screams gradually disappeared, so I risked dragging you out, brother."

Luo Liangde hesitated for a moment.

This was indeed quite illogical—he had heard of this Chef Zhao before; he was quite famous in the area, and even the strangest creatures wouldn't dare to offend him on his territory.
However, this is a desert area after all, and any kind of accident is normal. Not to mention this one territory, even a place that has not had any incidents for several years and has been designated as a safe zone could be attacked.

Then again, it couldn't be that this frail guy killed those two thugs, could it?

Thinking of this, Luo Liangde's attitude returned to its original state.

"Then I, Lao Luo, thank you very much. It's a pity that I'm currently penniless and have nothing to repay you with. Oh, right, I almost forgot, young brother, who are you?"

Zhou You scratched the back of his head and gave a simple, honest smile.

"Um... I'll make you laugh if I say this, but I actually don't know who I am."

Luo Liangde was taken aback.

"You're fucking kidding me. How could anyone in this world not even know who they are?"

The conversation abruptly stopped.

Luo Liangde glanced at Zhou You's attire, then at the wounds and bloodstains on his body, and seemed to recognize something. He then uttered a few words.

"A scavenger? Or a lone scavenger?"

Zhou You smiled but didn't reply.

But Luo Liangde seems to have found the answer.

He hesitated for a moment, then sighed with great regret.

"No wonder. If you've been affected by something strange, it's not surprising that you've lost your memory due to its corruption. By the way, kid, can you remember anything? Like, where did you crawl out from?"

Zhou You grinned.

Well, this all started a few days ago.

(End of this chapter)