Chapter 848 - Different paths (1/2)

Why did Ren Xiaosu come here?

Because he wanted to kill some barbarians? No, at least, that was not what he wanted at the beginning.

Was it because he finally acknowledged the Pyro Company? No, even if the Pyro Company had stood up for humanity twice, Ren Xiaosu still found it very difficult to agree with how unfeeling they were when carrying out their agenda.

In this world, not everyone in power was greedy. In the pursuit of true justice, Wang Shengzhi believed that as long as humans stopped managing humans, the problem would be solved.

That paralyzed, wheelchair-bound politician did not even spare the Wang Consortium from his plans.

The Pyro Company would not hesitate to sacrifice anyone, including themselves, for the sake of humanity’s continuation. They carried the butcher knife in one hand and a torch of hope in the other, hoping to illuminate the way forward for future generations.

But this was not what Ren Xiaosu wanted. Maybe he was not sure of what he wanted either.

Just as he had said, he hated the phrase “we have taken a little detour” the most because no one knew just how much sacrifice was hidden behind those words.

In the forest, he finished off the barbarians one by one with his favorite person protecting him from behind.

All of a sudden, he realized he had come to Mt. Dashi to protect those at the rear.

This concept was foreign to a selfish person like him. But when he recalled standing at the entrance of the medical center and seeing the wounded being carried over one after another, the cries and wails of those people sounded like a song that people sang in their loneliness and despair.

Something in him clicked at that moment. He felt that it should not be like this. The world should not be like this at all.

This feeling had never been so strong before. It was so strong he felt a little angry and wanted to kill those who caused this problem.

Ren Xiaosu remembered the bitter expression on Wang Jing’s face when he spoke. Wang Jing had said that the rate of saving people would never keep up with the speed of them getting wounded.

He still remembered the thousands of people in the chow hall saluting him and the gratitude the comrades of the wounded had for him.

‘Wudi, did you see that? Master has become a ray of light as you wished.‘

From today onwards, this ray of light would burn brightly from beginning to end. It would stay illuminated forever.

Ren Xiaosu slowly pulled out the black saber from the chest of the barbarian in front of him. “Y’all should’ve just obediently stayed in the North. Why come to the South and cause all this trouble for everyone? I once read something in a book that I did not agree with. But now, I’ve come to understand it. One of these days, you’ll also understand that while the people of the Central Plains might look disunited like scattered sand, they will gather into a fist the moment you all arrive.”

After killing so many people, Ren Xiaosu gradually understood why he felt a sense of belonging with the Northwest. It was because the Northwest had never contended to rule the world. All they did was guard the land behind them quietly.

If protecting others was also a path that could be taken, then there were still hundreds of thousands of like-minded comrades waiting for him back in the Northwest.

“I believe that the people from the Northwest are also on their way here.” Ren Xiaosu looked at the remaining few barbarians and said with a laugh, “Y’all will have to face the wrath of everyone in the Alliance of Strongholds until all of you are snuffed out.”

One of the barbarians said coldly, “You know nothing about the strength of the expeditionary army.”

Ren Xiaosu smiled. “You know nothing about the mental strength of the Central Plains people.”