Chapter 91 - What? I Am Ao Yaolin? (Please follow, vote for the month, and recommend tickets)

Chapter 91: Chapter 71 What? I Am Ao Yaolin? (Please follow, vote for the month, and recommend tickets)

Only one life left to try...

Xu Shu looked up, gazing at the slowly rising sun outside the window, his eyes slightly deepening, his face clouded with uncertainty.

Today was a bit of a loss, died quickly in both simulations.

However, even though the rewards were of ordinary quality, it wasn’t a total waste.

He had learned of the "Gu Eagle’s" weakness, and knew how to deal with the "Corpse Dog" that arrived just before or after it.

The former, well, Xu Shu did not sell himself short; that little Gu Eagle was never his match.

But the latter, that was intelligence bought with his life.

Still, this piece of information alone was not enough to put Xu Shu at ease.

Because, even now, it was unclear what exactly was the thing holding a grudge against Ao Yaolin from the shelter.

Was it a Transcendent who walked the path of Deceit like Yang Manman?

Or was it an original monster with a high degree of human-like nature, like an alluring flower puppet?

Uncertain.

Given the Cult’s peculiarities, Xu Shu suspected it was most likely another "Unclean"! Possibly some internal strife within the Cult!

"Me against four is too risky, and this shelter doesn’t exactly function as a wellspring like Black Widow Prison..."

"Moreover, the strength of the Unclean is formidable, and if it’s on the level of Yang Manman, even more so. Even I would perish should I handle it carelessly."

One ten-level alien Gu Eagle, an Evil Spirit Corpse Dog, plus that trap-laying monster, and the enemy of Ao Yaolin suspected to be Unclean, would make at least four in number, but in reality probably more.

"Also, this Ao Yaolin, could he be the aged Transcendent that Lao Jiang and others spoke of?"

Xu Shu felt no fondness for the man.

Not because he looked down on him for hiding away when his enemy came knocking, but because Yang Chong conducted a Blood Sacrifice right under his watch without him lifting a finger, suggesting he was likely unprincipled and certainly not a good person.

"Now that things have come to this, I should also withdraw. I cannot overpower these monsters."

"That ten-level crystal inside the Gu Eagle is appealing, and I might be able to take it and run, but with other monsters on the way, wouldn’t that be like picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons? If I forcefully kill it, there’s a high chance of getting entangled with the Corpse Dog..."

"Hmm, survival is paramount. Prioritize living first, we can do without that one crystal. Alive, there is a future!"

After some thought, Xu Shu had made up his mind.

The line between recklessness and wariness may seem vast, but it’s actually very close.

Just two journeys ending in death.

"Expedition mode, continue."

Fog shrouded his vision as Xu Shu’s familiar life-before-the-eyes montage began, the light and shadow shifting:

People caught in traps cried out for help, but no one came to their rescue. Within the corrosive quicksand, it took only a few breaths for them to be reduced to rotting corpses.

Oh, it turns out it wasn’t just the shelter’s entrance that was trapped but the entire surrounding parking lot as well. The monsters had done their preparation extensively. Perhaps there were traps in other places too—who knows?

Now, no one doubted the truth of your words; they confirmed with their lives that what you spoke was indeed true.

Everyone panicked completely. Some immediately fled for their lives while others started searching for secret rooms to hide in—each revealing their divine skills in the face of disaster.

Soon enough, the vanguard Gu sculpture arrived as expected, charging into the crowd, unstoppable, and rolled over five or six people like a tiger amongst sheep, feasting to its heart’s content.

Then Yang God·Corpse Dog burrowed out from the ground. Those it possessed grew red hair all over their bodies and bit anyone they encountered, like zombies. It was continuously shot dead by security guards, only to be reborn within the bodies of those same guards it killed, eerie and terrifying.

Fortunately, the crowd had already dispersed in advance. Had they remained clustered as before, they would have all been reaped in an instant, losing hundreds of lives.

You saw all of this from a distance, indifferent; you were only concerned with making your own escape.

Clearly, you had given up on the strategy of annihilating the enemy with minimal casualties. Your strategy now was a strategic retreat.

Hero? Let someone else play that role. You scoffed. With the little strength you had, you could barely protect yourself; your sense of heroism was trampled into oblivion by betrayal and incompetent teammates.

Let the deaths that need to happen, happen. It’s the choice of nature, survival of the fittest.

Next to you, a familiar middle-aged woman, her face twisted in fear, yelled at you, "Aren’t you a Transcendent? Why aren’t you stopping the monsters?"

"? Good point, you go first."

You kicked her away with one foot, causing her to fall and be unable to run. After a while, she was caught alive by the approaching Gu sculpture, her heartbreaking screams jarring everyone else.

She had a high status in the shelter, well-maintained and with tender flesh. The Gu sculpture crouched on the ground, eating her remains with reluctance, giving everyone a five-minute breather to run even harder. Hurry, say: "Thank you, auntie."

Of course, this scene had nothing to do with you, who had already reached the shelter’s edge. You turned around and walked towards the sea of people.

On your way, you chose paths where others had walked. By now, the crowd had dispersed even more. The Gu sculpture and Corpse Dog ran back and forth, unable to kill enough, let alone feed. They could only kill as many as possible for later consumption.

During this time, people occasionally fell into the quicksand traps, wailing as they were corroded to death by the lethal poison.

You guessed correctly. The monster who dug the quicksand traps was too sly. Inside the shelter, quicksand pits could be seen everywhere, making everyone feel insecure.

In the end, you chose to follow a large group of young men and women. They quietly entered a collapsed and slanted array of abandoned buildings, quickly moving through gaps where the sun was blocked, obviously very familiar with the place.

Among them were several young women who looked youthful and pretty. Although they couldn’t compare to Gu Pan, they were indeed some of the prettiest girls in the shelter, and you followed them.

Those who didn’t know you might think you still had a conscience, choosing to escort your peers.

But those who knew you could tell you were using them as minesweepers.

The quicksand trap was terrifying. Even for you, once caught, it would be nearly impossible to escape. Without help, death was inevitable; Gu Pan alone could not pull you out, especially with the constant threat of monster attacks.

These young people, full of vigor compared to the older men and women, had better physical stamina, increasing your chances of survival and potentially sacrificing their lives for yours.

They were numerous, providing enough leeway for trial and error.

If a few of them were lucky enough to escape, you wouldn’t mind bringing them along to the shelter to the east. After all, you’re not a demon.

"The exit is right ahead. I know there are lots of SUVs hidden there, we can drive away—eh-ah!"

A young man cried out excitedly, halfway through his sentence when suddenly a tentacle burst from the ground, piercing his chest and lifting him into the air. His blood was drained completely, and he turned into a mummy within seconds.

There was an expert!

Faced with the sudden appearance of the monster, the group of young people screamed and shrank back into a corner, while you hesitated.

Should you simply retreat? Or save your minesweepers and continue on?

Just then, you saw a small flesh mountain, four to five meters tall, squeeze in from the light.

Ah, you encountered a familiar yet strange monster.

On the screen, a huge, bloated human figure appeared.

It was covered in disgustingly black hair, fat and greasy, looking as if it might fall apart at any moment.

At the same time, it dragged behind it a trail of foul, stinking filth, as if it excreted as it walked.

On its neck sat an embedded body, belonging to a somewhat regular human.

The face was covered by a tangled mess of straw-like hair, the body robust, muscles strong, and under the worn clothes on its shoulders bulged two unknown lumps the size of a human head, slowly writhing.

"Eh, little Demon, is that really you?" You felt surprised, unable to fully confirm.

The other party saw you and was even more astonished. He let out a roar you had recognized, his gaze filled with hatred as he spoke to you:

"Ao! Yaolin! I will kill you!"

"Ah??"

Me?

Xu Shu’s expression faltered slightly.