Translator: Legge
Actually, Ren Xiaosu did not really care for the truth. He was born in this era of sorrows and had been through the saddest moments of it.
The situation he was in was the truth.
When he first heard Hope Media was responsible for reporting the truth, Ren Xiaosu did not think much of it. Would knowing the truth help fill people’s stomachs?
Therefore, Jiang Xu was wrong. Ren Xiaosu was not protecting the truth but this group of people behind him that reported the truth.
Whether or not the truth was reported was not important to Ren Xiaosu. He just did not want to see these people who were fighting for their ideals dying just like that.
They could die of old age and illness, but they should not die as a result of being used by others.
This was probably the first time Ren Xiaosu was fighting for people he did not know. However, Ren Xiaosu felt tonight was particularly meaningful. It was as though he was also participating in that great undertaking and fighting alongside the people behind him.
He still remembered asking Jiang Xu, “Do people really care about the truth?”
Jiang Xu replied with a smile, “That’s their business.”
It turned out the world was not actually so dark he could not see any hope in it. Along the way, he was still able to encounter people who were blazing torches of light!
Could a disaster really destroy humanity? Maybe, maybe not.
But should humans who survived the disaster really give up their beliefs? Absolutely not!
‘Wudi, if you were here, you would probably be very happy, right? Because this group of people behind me are just as foolish as you were. Haha, they’re so foolish that it’s silly!‘
“Fight for the truth?” Ren Xiaosu muttered to himself with a smile, “That sounds pretty good!”
In this murky world, he was also willing to be foolish once in a while.
Ren Xiaosu, in his armor, grabbed one of the thugs to use as a shield. He raised his black saber as he faced the oncoming tide of enemies. Holding that extremely sharp saber in his hand, it looked like he was flying an eternal black banner.
Ren Xiaosu said with a smile, “I still don’t know who your backer is, but y’all have come to a place where you shouldn’t be. So all y’all are going to die tonight.”
The dark clouds in the sky finally covered the crescent moon. It signaled a change!
A second later, Ren Xiaosu crashed into the crowd of thugs again, swinging his saber at them. He was harvesting their lives with every slash!
Jiang Xu stood at the floor-to-ceiling window and quietly took in everything that was unfolding. He could sense the strength in the young man’s body did not come from the fibers in his muscles, but rather, a result of his strong will.
Jiang Xu turned around and looked at all his colleagues in the office. He said with a smile, “From today onwards, we’re no longer alone.”
As they could not do anything about Ren Xiaosu, the thugs started calling for reinforcements on their radios. Initially, they were supposed to seize control of four strategic locations at nightfall, with four supernatural beings leading them. However, Ren Xiaosu’s appearance had completely disrupted their plans.
Hope Media was exceedingly important, and it could be considered the most important step in the plan for the people behind tonight’s events. If they could not take down Hope Media, they could not control the cadence of the garrison troops.
Gradually, the thugs from the other locations started converging. It was as though there was an endless stream of enemies Ren Xiaosu could never finish killing. Sparks were sent flying as the steel armor met with the hail of gunfire from his enemies. As the bullets landed on Ren Xiaosu, the flashes that sparked off made it seem as though he had donned battle armor made of fire.
However, no one could get past him and enter Hope Media’s headquarters!
Some of the thugs wanted to break into the building from the back, but when they climbed over the wall of the backyard, they realized there was already someone wearing a white mask waiting for them in the shadows.
“Oh no, it’s that white mask!” someone said in despair.
These thugs were all elites of the consortiums, so how could they not know a person wearing a white mask had recently appeared out of nowhere? This was someone else who had made a name for himself in the various organizations, and not even the Pyro Company could do anything about him.
More and more thugs rushed to the Hope Media headquarters, but they still ended up dead nonetheless.
Their faces kept changing, but the only thing that remained constant was the steel armor that was battling them relentlessly and White Mask protecting the back.
Ren Xiaosu single-handedly fought against all the minions in the stronghold until the corpses of the enemies formed a mountain around him like a throne.
The world currently referred to Zhang Jinglin as the Ruler of the Northlands, but Zhang Jinglin himself claimed that the Ruler of the Northlands was someone else.
Suddenly, a supernatural being hidden among the thugs came attacking from a diagonal position. When this supernatural being arrived in front of Ren Xiaosu, he projected a wave of dirt from the ground and tried to bury Ren Xiaosu in it.
But before he could complete his move, the dirt wave had been completely smashed apart. Ren Xiaosu said coldly, “You overestimate yourself.”
With a slash, the supernatural being fell.
The thugs finally started panicking a little. They considered the supernatural being their trump card and wanted to deal a fatal blow to Ren Xiaosu. However, Ren Xiaosu proved to them through practical action that supernatural beings were nothing special. The one in front of them was just one of the many he had killed.
Ever since the battle at Stronghold 146, Ren Xiaosu had not experienced such a high intensity battle in a long time. But this time, he did not feel any fear at all. Instead, he enjoyed it to his heart’s content.
With Ren Xiaosu guarding this place, not even a god could get in!
Gradually, the nanomachines on Ren Xiaosu’s body started crumbling like dust. This was a sign they were about to run out of power.
However, the cute little fellows still followed their master’s will and completed their final mission.
Every nanomachine that was about to fall off would transfer its remaining energy to the nanomachines that could still continue fighting. It was their final gift to Ren Xiaosu, or even a farewell of minute proportions.
To the nanomachines, this was as good as burning their life force away.
When a supernatural being who was hiding in the shadows saw Ren Xiaosu’s steel armor starting to crumble, he was finally unable to hold back and attacked him. The red saber in his hand seemed to have some kind of magical power imbued within. When it connected with the black saber, it did not get severed at all. Instead, it suddenly turned into a red stream of liquid that quickly spread towards Ren Xiaosu’s body. It was trying to get to Ren Xiaosu’s body through the gaps in the armor!
But just as the red liquid came into contact with the nanomachines on Ren Xiaosu’s arm, the nanomachines automatically detached themselves and turned into a silvery liquid that started fighting back against the red enemies.
It was a battle happening in the microscopic world. In just an instant, the nanomachines successfully devoured the red blob.
Immediately after, that supernatural being suffered backlash from his power and fell to the ground with a cry of pain. A saber slashed down on him, and he was severed into two. He could not even figure out how his ever successful sneak attack had ended up in failure.
There were no more enemies coming onto the battlefield to replace the previous combatants. This time, the thugs who had planned to seize control of Hope Media had all been taken care of by Ren Xiaosu. The masterminds of the plot would probably not have expected that their opening plan of the night would get thwarted by a young man single-handedly.
Ren Xiaosu panted as he stood in the lot with his saber in hand. He burst into laughter. “Y’all’re weak!”
A gust of wind blew over, and the grayish nanomachines on the ground were blown into the distance like dust. Ren Xiaosu watched them “leave” before whispering, “Thank you.”
The battle tonight was still far from over, but he was thankful the cute little guys had accompanied him for part of the journey. From here on out, he would have to rely on himself.
