I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

Chen Junjie's gaze fell on the little girl who was neither crying nor making a fuss.

Everyone else was crying their hearts out, but she remained quiet, her bright black eyes searching for something in the crowd.

He walked over and squatted down.

"Little friend, what are you looking for?"

The little girl looked at Chen Junjie and asked timidly, "Big brother, have you met my parents?"

Chen Junjie remained silent.

All the living people are here.

The girl's parents... needless to say.

He reached out and touched the girl's head. Her dirty hair was knotted, and his fingers lingered on it for a long time.

The old man standing to the side watched nervously, wanting to stop them but not daring to move.

He didn't know what the young man was going to do, but he knew that they had saved him and his granddaughter.

Chen Junjie looked at the dirty little girl and reached out to pick her up.

The girl was very light, as light as a bundle of straw, with almost no flesh on her body.

She nestled on Chen Junjie's shoulder, clutching his collar with her little hands, and whispered, "Big brother, will you help me find my mom and dad?"

"Yes," Chen Junjie said.

The old man opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

At that moment, Fatty Li landed in the cellar.

He clapped his hands and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Everyone, stop crying!"

The crying gradually subsided.

Hundreds of red and swollen eyes looked at him.

"This is Chen Junjie, the prophet and savior of the Dragon Kingdom." Fatty Li pointed at Chen Junjie, unusually serious for once. "He brought us here, he saved you."

A prophet? A savior?

The hundreds of people fell silent instantly.

Fatty Li continued, "Why are you all looking at me? Aren't you going to thank your savior, the prophet of our Dragon Kingdom?"

Only then did everyone realize what was happening.

"Whoosh—"

Hundreds of people knelt down in unison.

"Thank you, Prophet!"

"Lofeng Village thanks the Prophet!"

"Thank you, Prophet, for saving our family!"

"Long live the Prophet! Long live the Savior!"

The sounds rose and fell, echoing through the cellar.

Holding the baby girl, Chen Junjie quickly said, "Everyone, get up! No need to kneel, no need—"

He had forgotten his promise to Wang Wei and seemed to have truly become a prophet and savior.

As he rescues batches of people over the past few days, he feels the burden on his shoulders growing heavier and heavier.

He can do even better and save even more people!

It was this sense of responsibility that drove him to relentlessly kill foreign superhumans day and night.

The expressions of gratitude quickly subsided.

These people have been kept in captivity for so long that they don't have much strength left. They can't even cry anymore, and they can't even kneel steadily.

"Everyone, get up." Chen Junjie thought for a moment, then looked at the two ability users from Jiangnan City. "You two, escort them to the nearest base."

"Yes!" The two superhumans nodded in agreement.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Junjie arranged for people to bring out some emergency food and drinking water for the villagers to eat.

The dry rations, biscuits, and bottled water, though not much, were enough to sustain these people until they reached the base.

He handed a chocolate cookie to the little girl in his arms.

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she gripped the cookie tightly with her little hands.

"Thank you, big brother," the girl said, and then started eating.

A few moments later, the villagers, having eaten and drunk their fill, emerged from the cellar.

After expressing their gratitude to Chen Junjie repeatedly, everyone began to walk towards the nearest base.

"Goodbye, big brother!" the little girl waved reluctantly.

She was still clutching half a cookie in her hand, reluctant to finish it.

Chen Junjie also waved from afar.

He only looked away after these people had gone far away.

At this moment, Qian Mengxun walked over.

She watched Chen Junjie's retreating figure with a complex expression.

"You're kind-hearted," she said calmly.

"This is my responsibility as a prophet." Chen Junjie had recovered and began to maintain his prophetic image at all times.

His voice was steady, and his gaze was firm; he truly resembled a savior.

Qian Mengxun looked at him and suddenly smiled.

There was no mockery or hostility in that smile, only something indescribable.

“Even if you were a fake at first,” she said earnestly, “you are now a true prophet and savior.”

Chen Junjie remained silent and did not respond to her.

He knew a little about the relationship between this woman and Wang Wei.

Therefore, he felt a sense of distance from Qian Mengxun.

The main reason is that Wang Wei's image in his mind is too perfect and great.

"But," Qian Mengxun suddenly changed the subject, "do you really think these people will remember your kindness?"

Chen Junjie glanced at her and said, "I save people without expecting anything in return."

"Fool." Qian Mengxun smiled, a rare sight, a smile that stood out starkly against the backdrop of blood and rain. "Do things in this world without expecting anything in return? Someone like you won't live long."

She paused, as if recalling something.

"You are indeed different from him. If it were him, unless there was something to gain, he wouldn't even blink an eye even if all these people died."

Chen Junjie frowned.

He knew who Qian Mengxun was referring to when she said "he".

Qian Mengxun turned to look at him: "Don't you want to hear it?"

She paused, then suddenly asked, "If someone you saved turned on you and wanted you dead, what would you do?"

Chen Junjie did not answer.

"Look how sincerely those people thanked you just now. But what if one day, to protect themselves, they want you dead? Will you regret it?"

Chen Junjie remained silent.

Seeing that he ignored her, Qian Mengxun continued, "The reason I say this is because someone once told me something."

She paused briefly, then said, word by word, "It's not about good or evil; it's all instinct. That's the truth of the end times."

Chen Junjie was too lazy to respond to her.

But for some reason, he blurted out without thinking, "Not everyone is like you—ungrateful, repaying kindness with enmity, and repaying good with evil."

After saying that, Chen Junjie was stunned.

He thought to himself: It must be because Qian Mengxun disrespected the prophet that I retaliated in this way.

Qian Mengxun was not angry.

She simply looked at Chen Junjie and smiled.

"I hope you're right," she said softly, then turned and walked away.

.............

Building 1, Jinxiu Tiancheng Residential Complex, Jiangnan City.

Inside the living room, several people were having dinner together.

Four dishes and a soup, steaming hot and with an enticing aroma.

Wang Wei suddenly stopped using his chopsticks.

Qian Mengxun actually remembered his words.

Most importantly, by a twist of fate, she actually presented the outcome of the bet to Chen Junjie ahead of time.

If someone you saved wanted you dead one day, what would you do?

Judging from Chen Junjie's answer, he clearly did not believe that such a thing would happen.

Wang Wei shook his head.

As the pawn he chose, Chen Junjie will eventually have to face this fate.

And that day is fast approaching.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yao asked, her mouth full of indistinct words, biting her chopsticks. "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing." Wang Wei picked up a piece of food and chewed slowly. "It reminded me of an idiot."

Who is it?

"A fool who thinks he can save everyone."