Chapter Thirteen: The world is bright and the fire never goes out

Style: Fantasy Author: sun moon frost dayWords: 2529Update Time: 24/01/12 07:36:12
At present, the entire Yishan has been completely blocked due to military exercises.

After Ye Zhiqiang showed his ID to the blocking officers and soldiers, he was able to take the others deep into the mountains.

Zhao Qi was a little surprised that officers and soldiers would intervene here.

This was not mentioned in previous news reports.

"We were half an hour late. This is not the style of the State Secret Service at all."

Ye Zhiqiang, who has always followed the rules, showed a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Mr. Zhao, I hope the things you spent time preparing will be useful."

"It has nothing to do with being late. Some things are of no use if you come early. The right time, right place and right people are indispensable. This is the wisdom left by our ancestors."

The conversation between the two completely showed two completely different personalities.

Ye Zhiqiang follows the rules and always puts rules first.

Zhao Qi is obviously more inclined to follow the right time and place, which is like the collision between water and fire. Although there is no obvious opposition between them, there has been a bifurcation in terms of viewpoints.

Soon the group arrived halfway up the mountain, and what they saw was a neat row of tents and various advanced equipment placed here.

Ye Zhiqiang, who was worried, did not forget to tell Zhao Qi again:

"Unless there are special circumstances, our investigation scope can only be on the north side, because it is already a military restricted area after climbing over the mountain.

General Zhang will not want us to enter and exit military restricted areas at will. "

"General Zhang?"

Upon hearing this title, Zhao Qi was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly and asked;

"Which General Zhang?"

Ye Zhiqiang glanced at Zhao Qi suspiciously:

"I told you that you don't know him, it's the guy walking over there."

Hearing this, Zhao Qi turned his head subconsciously.

However, when he saw the person walking in front of him, he was suddenly stunned.

Looking at that face that was not that old, but was extremely memorable, Zhao Qi felt as if his heart had skipped a beat.

"Zhang...Commander Zhang Zhenshan!"

Ye Zhiqiang next to him suddenly shrank his pupils and looked at Zhao Qi in astonishment.

But the moment Zhao Qi saw this familiar face, he seemed to have returned to 2038.

It was the fifth year after the demon came, and it was also the last moment when the defense lines of human survivors completely collapsed.

Countless human cities were wiped out, and the place for survivors to survive became smaller and smaller.

But Zhang Zhenshan still did not give up. He led the team of survivors to confront the invading demons again and again.

After the strange resurgence, it seemed that even God could not bear the sudden misfortune to mankind, so it also allowed mankind to gain the ability to absorb spiritual energy and practice cultivation.

These people who have gained the ability to practice are called 'demon slayers', because through practice, humans have indeed gained the ability to fight against demons.

But compared to the terrifying power of demons and their numbers, this ability of humans seems to be a drop in the bucket.

Among these people, Zhang Zhenshan was the one who impressed Zhao Qi the most.

He had fought side by side with Zhang Zhenshan many times, and after every battle, Zhang Zhenshan would always be covered in blood.

He climbed back from the edge of death again and again, and rushed to the battlefield again and again.

He always puts himself in the most dangerous situations and escorts all the survivors behind him.

Until 2038, the last camp city of the survivors was also invaded by demons.

When Zhao Qi came with his team to support him, Zhang Zhenshan had fallen among the rocks, surrounded by demon corpses, and he only had one breath left.

No one knows what Zhang Zhenshan went through, but because of him, all the survivors of the camp were transferred from here safely.

He sacrificed his own life for the safety of thousands of people.

The moment he saw Zhao Qi, Zhang Zhenshan's face showed a smile of relief.

"We should have noticed..."

"We should have been prepared..."

"If we had realized the impending crisis earlier, there would have been hope for mankind."

His voice was hoarse and he looked very weak.

Zhang Zhenshan's chest was pierced with a hideous hole, and the amount of blood loss was exaggerated.

It's hard to imagine how Zhang Zhenshan has survived until now, but he resisted the demon's invasion for the last time for all the survivors.

"Those survivors, it's up to you."

Zhang Zhenshan stretched out his hand with difficulty, grabbed Zhao Qi's wrist, held on to his last bit of energy, looked at the air behind Zhang Beixing, and said those words that resounded throughout the world:

"The world is bright and the fire never goes out!!"

After saying these words, he died completely.

The tears that never dried in the corners of his eyes cut through the solidified blood on his face, forming a ravine.

Zhao Qi has seen too many deaths and experienced too many separations over the years.

But when he saw Zhang Zhenshan's cold hand slipping from his wrist, Zhao Qi still clearly remembered that his heart seemed to have been pierced, and he was in immense pain.

He didn't even have time to bury Zhang Zhenshan, or even say goodbye.

Perhaps for Zhang Zhenshan, dying here, dying on the battlefield, would be a good destination.

In order to protect the survivors Zhang Zhenshan sacrificed his life for, Zhao Qi could only hide this sadness in his heart and turn it into anger against the evil spirits.

He immediately turned back and prepared to return to City No. 6.

But on the way back...

The huge blood sacrifice dyed the night sky red.

That is the direction of City No. 6.

That night, a monster giant mysteriously descended on City No. 6 and offered a blood sacrifice here.

Almost everyone in City No. 6 was killed. Zhao Qi led a team on a rescue mission, a total of 17 demon-slaying warriors...

It became the last fire in City No. 6.

That night, Zhao Qi didn't know how he survived.

Those faces turned into flames and ashes drifting away in his mind. The huge impact and loss of hope made him almost faint.

This night is so long, and the future of mankind has come to an end here.



These images kept flashing before Zhao Qi's eyes. At this time, he was still standing in the dense woods, looking at the intact General Zhang Zhenshan in front of him.

This was a new starting point, so although Zhao Qi was in a daze for a moment when he saw Zhang Zhenshan, he quickly calmed down.

"I...will definitely protect human fire!"

Zhao Qi still remembered the words he said through gritted teeth at that time.

Memories flashed before his eyes in an instant.

The Conferred God Plan is enough to change all of this.

Mountains and rivers all have their gods, and the incense in the world will never die!

At this time, Zhang Zhenshan stood in front of Zhao Qi in confusion and asked with some confusion:

"you know me?"

Zhao Qi shook his head and said with a smile:

“I can’t say I know him, but I’ve heard of him.

I have seen reports about the troops you led previously conducting military exercises and achieving outstanding results. "

Hearing this, Zhang Zhenshan nodded, and then turned his attention to Ye Zhiqiang:

"We have been waiting for you for a long time. What happened?"

Ye Zhiqiang glanced at Zhao Qi next to him, and then said:

"There were some delays on the way, but we can start investigating right away and won't keep this place closed for too long."

Zhang Zhenshan nodded, but his eyes always looked at Zhao Qi with a bit of curiosity.

I don’t know why, but I always feel that there is something strange about this young man...