Chapter 52 - Dead but not Stiff Soliciting monthly passes and followers

A naked man popped into view within the camera lens.

A very handsome naked man!

His skin was so soft and tender like that of an infant only a few months old, enough to drive women to mad jealousy.

His face was resolute, with sharp contours like an unsheathed blade.

And the iron-like, distinct abs and strong, developed waistline were the kind that could make a woman in spring unrestrainedly throw herself at him after just one glance.

Such a man, even when just wearing underwear, was still brimming with masculine charm.

And now, this man was dragging a long black stick-like object in his hand, sprinting towards her.

Gu Pan’s throat bulged as she couldn’t help but swallow, her long and beautiful eyelashes quivering slightly.

At this moment, after clearing the battlefield and without a moment’s pause, charging back to the prison was none other than Xu Shu, returning with his gun!

Once Gu Pan realized who it was, the twitching of her eyelashes moved down her face, to her crystalline eyelids, then to her rosy white cheeks, and finally slid to the corners of her mouth along with a few tears.

“No, why do you…

Despite being so handsome, you run like a frolicking monkey~”

Gu Pan covered her face, her mouth twitching, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, and finally she released her fingers that had turned white from gripping her gun.

There was no need to stay on alert anymore, for the outcome was clear.

He was alive.

And naturally, the enemy was dead!

“Wouldn’t have thought, in the end, six still died.

Sigh, it couldn’t be helped, I did my best.”

Xu Shu sighed as he entered the prison, the ground scattered with dismembered corpses was a sight to horrify anyone.

But this was the limit of what he could do.

Among them, Zeng Gui was the most regrettable death; after all, he was a Transcendent.

But what can I say, he was perhaps too loyal.

He always charged at the front against the enemies and withdrew last during retreats.

So although he was probably the strongest here, he was the one who died the quickest.

There was nothing Xu Shu could do.

The guy was stubborn to death; not even sarcasm could move him an inch, what could be done?

All one could say was, brother died a noble death, travel well!

“Close the main door, and deal with these corpses too, to avoid attracting beasts by the scent of blood…

Sigh, what’s happening here?”

Xu Shu spoke to Gu Pan behind him while curiously approaching the group of wailing Patrol Soldiers.

The Patrol Soldiers mourning for Old Lin raised their heads to look at him, a spark of life returning to their swollen eyes.

“Young brother, you…”

“You’re still alive?”

“That, that sniper…”

They looked at Xu Shu with hope.

Xu Shu didn’t disappoint them with his response, “Killed him.”

At these words, the Patrol Soldiers clenched their teeth and exclaimed:

“Good!”

“Well done!”

“Captain, fellow brothers, you can now rest in peace~”

Xu Shu stepped forward and saw the middle-aged man with a square-jawed face lying on the ground, frowning slightly.

This man bore a superficial resemblance to his so-called ‘foster father,’ stirring up a sense of longing.

But this person was seriously injured.

If it were him, he might not even need sit-ups; just relying on the Warrior’s robust physique, even with every bone in his body broken, as long as the heart and brain and other vital parts were okay, he could hold on for a long time.

The gap between ordinary people and Transcendents is indeed huge…

The square-jawed face saw Xu Shu, and with a breath as light as a thread, said, “As long as we won…

Young brother, at your young age, you are already an esteemed Transcendent…

Your future…

is limitless.

“My son, he also has the chance to become a Transcendent…

I hope that one day he can be like you, contributing to humanity…

“Old Jiang, ah…

After I die, my wife and child, left alone without support…

will need your help…

If it comes to worst…

your wife passed away early, maybe you could take her to…

continue the family line…”

“Old Lin!”

Old Jiang cried again, clutching his hand tightly, tears streaming down his face, “I will take good care of your wife and child, don’t worry.”

“That’s good…

that’s good…”

The square-jawed face slowly closed his eyes, his complexion pale as gold paper, on the verge of passing away.

At this point, the other Patrol Soldiers could only remain silent.

A group of people surrounded the spot to see a comrade off on his final journey.

Suddenly.

A meticulously opened medical kit was tossed in front of them, drawing all eyes.

Xu Shu’s indifferent voice sounded by their ears, “Isn’t he still alive?

See if there’s any medicine in there that can save him.”

This medical kit had been obtained from Lu Bingwei after Xu Shu had killed him.

Xu Shu didn’t recognize what kind of medicine was actually in those unlabeled jars and bottles.

However, he figured that healing supplies carried by a Second Rank Transcendent should contain some pretty decent stuff, right?

No sooner had this thought crossed his mind than he heard the Patrol Soldiers start to exclaim.

“Holy shit, could this be the ‘Blessing Holy Water’ that the nuns of the Starry Church advertise every day, claiming it can bring even the dead back to life?”

“This is the ‘Life Extension Soul Revival Pill’ from Medicine King Valley!

The captain mentioned before he died, they go for at least a million a piece!

And that’s the starting bid, these things are auctioned off!”

“This little medicine packet looks kind of evil, though, why’s it got so much leather attached, and a candle wrapped inside, is this really for healing?”

“And there’s flesh-bonding wound ointment!

150,000 just for this tiny tube!

And even if you have the money, it’s not guaranteed you’ll get your hands on it!”

“Hey, there’s a bunch of adrenaline as well, come on, give Old Lin a couple of shots quick!

This one’s cheap!”

“Put some of the ointment on him too, we need this.”

“What about the Blessing Holy Water?”

“Give him 20 milliliters, don’t pour too much, that stuff’s worth more than his life.”

“And the resurrection pill…”

“Put that down!

You damn well put that down!”

Pffth!

Pffth!

A group of them first looked at Xu Shu with gratitude and then busily attended to the square-faced man with many hands.

Some jabbed him with needles, some covered him with ointment, while others dripped his wounds with an oil that looked like candle wax~

In any case, with all the shouting and bustling, the scene seemed even livelier than a vegetable market for a time.

A moment later.

The square-faced Lin regained consciousness, opening his eyes, looking around.

Expecting Hell, he found instead the familiar faces and prison setting; he couldn’t help but be confused: “I…”

The Patrol Soldiers also watched him intensely, “Brother, you’re awake.”

“I’m okay?”

“Yeah, this little brother…

I mean, the Transcendent has brought back some high-end medicine, and your life is saved!”

“This…” Finally coming to his senses, the square-faced man looked at Xu Shu, struggled to rise to thank him, shouting, “Thank you for saving my life, sir, I truly am…”

“Lie down, it’s nothing.”

Xu Shu, being a loner, really couldn’t stand to watch their brotherly love and life-and-death bonding anymore, waved his hand and walked to the side.

As soon as he stepped away, the Patrol Soldiers were no longer so restrained.

They began to chatter away, asking about the square-faced man’s condition.

Despite having half their people fallen, despite the heavy casualties,

it seemed as though, upon rescuing square-face, they’d suddenly forgotten all other grief and pain, their excitement, cheers, venting the suppressed emotions within.

Until a middle-aged man in the crowd called out hoarsely,

“Old Lin, you can’t back out on the promise you just made.”

“What promise?”

“You know my wife died early, you just said your wife and child were entrusted to…”

“Who are you?

You’re not my brother!

Get the hell away, go!”

“Tch~ damn!”

Watching their spirited scene, Xu Shu pursed his lips, but his mind abruptly arrived at a question.

If one day, I were gravely injured and close to death, would anyone crowd around me just like them, their grief and tears over my life and death?

“Ha, what am I thinking?

As long as I’m strong enough, I won’t die!” Xu Shu’s eyes were resolute.

“Hey, what are you thinking about?” Gu Pan approached, dragging along what was, for her, an excessively large sniper rifle.

Seeing Xu Shu in deep thought, she couldn’t help but interrupt.

Xu Shu glanced at her.

Seeing Gu Pan reminded him of her Promotion Drive, and thinking of the Promotion Drive just…

“I’m thinking it’s time for you to go to the cell.” Xu Shu said.

Gu Pan: “?”

Is it, you have some kind of obsession with cells?

I thought we had become friends already!

“And you guys too.” Xu Shu, ignoring her face which was turning red with rage, pointed towards the Patrol Soldiers and gestured toward the cell.

“Ah?”

The Patrol Soldiers all went silent, staring at him, faces full of bewilderment.

Xu Shu spoke indifferently, “One person per cell, no clustering, get in there quickly and don’t make me get rough.”

Brotherly bonds, huh.

Showing off?

Be damned!

All of you, lock yourselves up!

No coming out!