Chapter 1007 Life or Death Momen (1/2)
Chapter 1007: Life or Death Moment
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
”If we keep going like this, we are sure to meet our demise. We might as well turn back,” one surpasser said, pleading for them to leave. Another surpasser threw up, and others broke down in tears or screams, afraid of the killing trees that surrounded them.
”Turn back? Turn back and go where?” Lin He asked.
”Back to Wind God Shelter,” the man answered.
Lin Weiwei angrily retorted, ”Have you forgotten what occurred there? It was conquered by a spirit—it would be suicide to return!”
”If we sign a contract, perhaps they won't kill us!” the man said desperately.
Everyone looked to Lin He, thinking the same way.
Whichever way they were headed, their survival was not guaranteed. But amidst the deadly trees that surrounded them, making a groveling return to the shelter to put themselves at the whims of a spirit suddenly seemed like a more attractive option than it had before.
If they knew for sure that there was a place of sanctuary somewhere ahead, they would continue. But only the unknown guided their feet, and that was the nexus of all their fears.
Lin Weiwei had thought of surrendering to the spirits, too. What had occurred to them was not an anomaly; in fact, such conquerings were a frequent occurrence. They had each been lucky enough to spawn in a human shelter, anyway.
”And what do you say?” Lin He looked at each of them now, posing the question. When he did, they each lowered their heads in shame for what they wished to do.
”Uncle San, if there was a human shelter ahead of us, we would go. But we don't know what awaits us,” a middle-aged man sadly proclaimed.
”Uncle San, can we truly make it across Ghost Mountain? We have barely begun our ascent, and already, a few of us have been killed. If monsters lie in wait, especially here amidst these trees, fighting them would be folly. We assuredly cannot compete.”
People started to argue amongst themselves, laying forth their reasoning, but it did little to change things. People were starting to turn away and return. No one mentioned their desire to surrender to the spirit that had robbed them of their home, but their intent to do so was clear.
”Everyone has control of their own fate. Choosing whether you live or die is not a frequent privilege, but on this day, I believe you have each been given this choice. And this is not something I can decide for you. You may either straddle a thin line between life and death amidst the treacherous unknowns ahead, or return in the belief you will guarantee your survival, albeit as a thrall for a new and cruel master.” Lin He gave another look to each member of his weary, broken-hearted group and continued by saying, ”I will not falter in my resolve to keep my fate my own. I will continue to traverse this path, and you are all welcome to join me. I would sooner die due to a bad decision that I made myself than submit to the whims of a callous spirit.”
”You won't go back?” a few people asked in shock.
”No. I won't forget the sacrifices made by our fallen allies; they that bravely allowed us to escape from the shelter. I won't allow their deaths to be in vain,” Lin He proudly stated.
The soldiers each wore a complex expression. No one wanted to be taken as a slave, but they couldn't see a happy existence ahead. Both options were shrouded in darkness.
”All life is precious. Command your own fate, and you won't be subject to judgment from me. Do what you think is best with this one life you possess.” Lin He smiled.
”I'm going with you. I'd rather die with pride than whimper softly as some spirit's toerag,” Lin Weiwei said, as she went over to stand by Lin He's side.