Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1195: Chapter 692: She Must Be a Celestial, Wildly Drunk (Part 3)

The sound of discussion gradually spread, like boiling water on this early spring wilderness, noisy and grand.

“Go back? Since we can’t hold it anymore, why go back? It wasn’t easy for us to escape, you know!”

“Yeah, going back would mean certain death, right? So many people couldn’t hold it, what use would we be?”

Everyone was whispering.

But at this moment, someone stood up from the crowd and silently walked towards the Key of Gate.

Someone tugged at the sleeve of a middle-aged man: “What are you doing, are you really going back?”

The middle-aged man stood still for a long time before he said, “I’m actually a member of the Parents’ Meeting too, but at the beginning, I was scared, so I hid among the crowd and escaped. I didn’t expect it to be so brutal, nor did I expect them to hold out for so long…”

The reputation of the Parents’ Meeting had gradually spread throughout this disaster, and everyone knew that hundreds of communities were controlled by the Parents’ Meeting.

Little San once told Qing Chen that over a thousand family members fled out of fear.

Qing Chen’s response was that no one should be forced, risking one’s life must be voluntary, without that responsibility and obligation on their shoulders, who could force others to die?

However, those thousand-plus family members who came to the wilderness struggled for seven days. Every time they heard refugees praising the Parents’ Meeting, they felt so ashamed they wanted to hide.

Everyone sat in the wilderness, and every minute and second was a kind of torment, yet they had no courage to go back.

Now, they couldn’t wait any longer.

The middle-aged man said, “Actually, I first joined the Parents’ Meeting hoping more people would help me. I heard in the bar that the Parents’ Meeting is all about mutual assistance, so I joined. Initially, I doubted if their talk of mutual help was just a gimmick, but now I truly despise myself.”

Someone asked, “Mutual assistance? What exactly does the Parents’ Meeting want to do? That’s not what a community should be doing.”

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, “Someone in the Parents’ Meeting once said that others want to become stronger to become superior people, they wish to make a world where no one is inferior… Enough, I’m going back. You from the Parents’ Meeting, if these days of sitting here feel like torture to you, then come with me.”

Hundreds of family members stepped forward quickly, moving through the crowd.

And the words they had just spoken, spread again across the wilderness.

Millions gathered at a refuge was grand, those sitting together discussing matters, their voices even resonating with the landscape.

Those hundreds who passed through millions seemed so solitary and insignificant.

Then someone cursed and said, “You know what, I really want to see what they can accomplish. A world without anyone inferior? Talk big, I’ve been inferior all my life.”

“I also want to go back and see…”

Gradually, some refugees stood up from the ground, following behind them, growing in numbers.

The family members felt walking was too slow, so they began to jog.

The backs on this wilderness, like a swarm of rats, converged into a torrent! Rushing into the Key of Gate!

“Make way, please, we want to go back!”

In front of the Key of Gate in District Three, refugees watched as more people charged back through the door, no one expected that people would actually return from behind this door!

Someone joked, “Everyone, make way, let them through… You can’t even leave if you wanted to, the door’s blocked by them, should we go fight too, since we can’t leave anyway…”

With that, those still in line bitterly left the queue, making way for the Key of Gate: “Let’s go, see if there are any tables or chairs, grab some to use as weapons.”

“Where will we find tables and chairs, at my home there’s only a bed…”

“Then use your teeth to bite.”

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Behind the defense line, Little San, who had just been rotated off, shouted in anger: “Hurry! Keep it up, the defense line can’t break, there are hundreds of thousands of refugees behind us, if the rat swarm rushes in, they’ll all die! Hurry and fill the gap!”

But after Little San finished speaking, looking around in a daze, he found that the defenses hadn’t broken because of someone’s carelessness, or because of someone’s cowardice, but because there was no one left!

The entire District Three defense line was split into hundreds of segments, among them, four or fifty lines had all been wiped out!

Seven days ago, he could still count the casualties but now, how could he still count them? He couldn’t count anymore!

Someone said, “We can’t hold it! Little San, we can’t hold it anymore! We can’t keep holding the line, we’ll retreat into the buildings for street fighting, hold on, split into small groups to guard the stairs and windows, maybe we can still fight!”

Little San gritted his teeth: “Bullshit, what about the refugees behind if we retreat? Retreating into the buildings is just delaying death! Hold fast!”

The Parents’ said hold fast!

As he spoke, Little San grabbed a knife and rushed to meet the rat swarm, wanting to use himself to plug a certain gap.

If I die, then so be it, dying in place is necessary.

Kunlun, Iodophor, they could all risk their lives, why couldn’t I?

However, the next moment, loud footsteps came from behind him.

Before he could turn around to look, he saw one refugee after another unscathed, with coats wrapped around their necks, running past him.

Little San was stunned, he turned his face to look, only to see more and more refugees running past him.

He looked back, bewildered seeing the Key of Gate, not knowing since when, was continuously spilling out people, some holding stones, some holding branches.