manynovel Chapter 141: The Mission Must Be Completed
Chapter 141: The Mission Must Be Completed
chapter 141
It's 2 a.m. now.
Meng Youcheng lay naked on the ground, with Fu Lian beside him, her eyes slightly closed, holding him securely.
When did it start?
Meng Youcheng didn't remember; it seemed he hadn't looked at his watch. It was quite dark outside then, around ten o'clock, but it seemed to have only lasted for one or two hours, or even less.
My body simply couldn't take it. I walked for two days and two nights without resting and ate very little. Although I had some strength left, it wasn't much, and I couldn't last much longer.
Fu Lian was poisoned and his body was weak. Meng Youcheng naively thought that he might not be able to hold on for long, maybe only half an hour, and then he could be free...
However, he underestimated the boy's abilities.
In his early twenties, he was in the prime of his life, with excellent physical strength and all other aspects. Now, Meng Youcheng seriously suspected that Fu Lian was faking it because he often complained of being tired after walking.
After all, in those few hours, he couldn't see the poisoned boy showing any signs of fatigue.
My back aches and my waist hurts, but I feel completely refreshed.
Meng Youcheng stared at the ceiling, the silver needle that had been controlling him had broken off on its own at some point.
Fu Lian hugged himself, his breathing unsteady. After all, he had been poisoned, and the aerobic exercise he had just done had left him very tired. He had already fallen into a deep sleep.
His head rested against his chest, and he moved slightly...
Meng Youcheng looked down, sighed, and gently stroked his hair...
There's a feeling I can't quite describe.
But at this moment, the feeling of physical fatigue is so clear.
Meng Youcheng wanted to close his eyes because he was really tired and needed to rest.
But... my body was too excited just now, so I'm not sleepy at all.
"Cough cough..."
Just then, Fu Lian suddenly coughed a few times.
Meng Youcheng pondered for a moment, then tiptoed to sit up, carefully picked up Fu Lian, gently placed him on the bed, and covered him with a blanket...
He then turned around, found his clothes, put them on, and left the room.
……
The sky was dotted with stars, and the moonlight here was exceptionally beautiful. Before he knew it, he had left the camp and walked onto the street.
There weren't many people on the street; most residents had already gone to sleep.
Meng Youcheng squatted down in a spot for a while, thinking about a few things, and then stood up again, wandering around aimlessly...
He arrived at the city wall, where a cool evening breeze seemed to dispel all his physical and mental fatigue.
It was only at this moment that he belatedly realized he had arrived on the city wall.
It's strange, there aren't any guards here.
Could it be...?
On the lawn not far away, there came sounds of playful fighting, like metal objects clashing or sharp blades clashing; in any case, it was quite intense.
Without hesitation, Meng Youcheng stepped onto the city wall and jumped down...
He followed the sound, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly at his waist, ready to strike.
Pushing aside the bushes that were obstructing my view, I saw what was happening behind me.
Mo Beizhen, wielding a sharp blade, fought an indescribable monster within a crimson barrier. The scene was incredibly exciting, with all sorts of monsters gathered around, watching the competition with great interest...
Meng Youcheng glanced at them timidly. If he wasn't mistaken, these monsters were all spiritual entities left behind by ancient demonic beasts.
Mo Beizhen swung her blade, and the monster opposite her instantly died, its blood splattering everywhere.
The bright red barrier vanished instantly...
Mo Beizhen looked coldly at the group of monsters. "Is there anyone else who wants to come? I welcome them anytime. If not, I'm going back to sleep."
Meng Youcheng then noticed that the lush green grass was covered in bloodstains and strewn with body parts, making it impossible to tell whose corpses they were. In short, it wasn't just one or two monsters; it seemed this woman had been on a killing spree here before!
These monsters aren't stupid; in a one-on-one fight, none of them could stand a chance against her...
However, these ancient monsters have a fatal weakness: they will never unite because they can't stand each other, each believes they are the strongest, and each only wants to crush the other and gain control of the land.
The monsters looked at each other in bewilderment, and eventually left one after another.
When only the last monster remained, Mo Beizhen raised her sword and pointed it at it, "What... do you also want to have a match with me?"
Upon hearing this, the monster immediately ran away.
They just wanted to stay and watch the show.
Mo Beizhen finally breathed a sigh of relief, sheathed the sharp blade in her hand, and as she turned around, she saw Meng Youcheng behind her. "Major General Meng, were you spying here?"
Meng Youcheng looked at her. "Was the sword technique you just used 'Against the Current'?"
Mo Beizhen's expression remained indifferent as he walked, saying, "Major General Meng has excellent judgment!"
Meng Youcheng immediately stepped forward and said, "Do you know this sword technique...?"
When Meng Youcheng saw Mo Bei's sword technique, the words "going against the current" inexplicably popped into his mind.
This is a sword technique that consumes one's lifespan. Under normal circumstances, no one would practice it. Practicing this sword technique will not make you a genius, but rather it is a cultivation technique for geniuses.
To master this swordsmanship, you must possess superhuman abilities; your physical strength and every other aspect must be top-notch. Therefore, only geniuses can master this swordsmanship. However, for those geniuses, they only need to practice diligently for about ten years to reach this level…
Moreover, it doesn't consume lifespan, so under normal circumstances, no one would cultivate such a thing.
Mo Beizhen interrupted him coldly, "It will shorten my lifespan, right?"
Meng Youcheng was stunned. "You know...?"
"certainly……!"
"Then why are you still cultivating?"
Meng Youcheng said excitedly, "With your current talent, you only need to practice for 7 or 8 years to naturally reach this level. Why are you in such a hurry? Why rush things and shorten your lifespan?"
Mo Beizhen's expression was very calm. "There's nothing I can do. I'm the only one who can hold this city. If I don't do my best, the people inside might all be devoured by these monsters."
The woman turned to look at him. "Do you know? My father was among these mutants. That day, in order for the A3 region to prosper, he went alone to negotiate with another country, but unfortunately contracted the virus and became a mutant..."
"He didn't even want to come back to see me. He just sent me a letter, telling me to defend this city well. I can't let him down. As a commander, this is my mission and my duty..."
"Major General Meng, I am different from you. You were born with a height that others can never reach. You could say you were born to be the protagonist, but I am not. If I want to protect this city and its people, I must cultivate unorthodox methods..."
"You know, the A3 region is different. Mutants roam freely, and ancient monster ruins have resurfaced. If I don't become stronger, I won't be able to protect this land. Even if I only have one day left to live, I must do everything in my power to protect this place..."
"Because this is my father's last wish, and it is also a responsibility that I must fulfill."
Meng Youcheng was stunned, looking at her with a puzzled expression...
Mo Beizhen ignored his strange looks and continued walking. "There's no need to pity me, because this is my responsibility. I don't need anyone's sympathy. Besides, you have your own responsibilities too, don't you?"
"Fu Lian... no matter what, he must die."
Meng Youcheng then snapped out of his confusion, "Actually..."
Mo Beizhen glanced at him, then continued walking, interrupting him, "There's no need to tell me how good he is. I can tell he's not a bad person, but he concerns the safety of the entire world. Even if you're reluctant to part with him, you should understand your current situation..."
"We are both major generals, and we each have our own missions. Under no circumstances should we let our personal feelings interfere with our original missions. Otherwise, the tragic deaths of others will become unnecessary sacrifices."
The two leaped into the city wall.
Mo Beizhen patted him on the shoulder. "Major General, no matter what, I will protect this land. But don't forget just how important your own mission is."
She left as soon as she finished speaking.
……
Meng Youcheng stood there alone, lost in thought for a long time, before finally returning to the camp and opening the door...
The room lights came on, and a wisp of smoke, faintly visible, appeared in his field of vision.
When Fu Lian saw Meng Youcheng return, he coughed a few times, quickly stubbed out his cigarette, sat up straight, and anxiously defended himself like a child, "Actually, I... quit smoking a long time ago. I don't have any bad habits. I don't smoke or drink. You... misread it just now."
He spoke those last three words very softly.
Meng Youcheng walked over, picked up the cigarette butt from the ground, looked up at him, and asked, "Did you see wrong?"
Fu Lian thought for a long time, "Oh, well... I really haven't smoked in a long time. I quit for a long time. No, I've never smoked since I was a child. I just... suddenly felt it was new, so I took a puff. It's not what you think. I'm the kind of person..."
"I'm a really outstanding person. I don't smoke, I don't drink, I don't fight, I don't cause trouble, and I'm extremely handsome. Lots of boys and girls pursue me, but I don't like any of them. I've always kept myself clean and virtuous. I'm just a perfect big boy, really?"
Meng Youcheng looked at him. "Do you think I believe that?"