Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Following the System's announcement, a large black vortex once again appeared before Ling Lan, sucking her in.
F * ck, not again! Ling Lan was speechless. Couldn't the learning space be a little gentler? However, with her previous experience, this time, Ling Lan was not in such a sorry state.
Still unable to determine the time, Ling Lan only saw a sudden flash of light before her eyes, and knew that she had been thrown out.
Sure enough, just like the first time, she was thrown into the air. However, this time, Ling Lan was prepared. Landing gracefully, Ling Lan cheered for her own excellent performance.
Of course, the necessary inspection before landing was still necessary. Ling Lan had not forgotten the treacherous nature of the learning space... yep, it was definitely treacherous to the extreme. Having been tricked so often in the beginning, Ling Lan had already learned to maintain her instincts of caution at all times.
Ling Lan landed on a barren hillside, completely exposed to the yellow earth. Without the thriving, beautiful, and exuberant vitality of the valley, it was all withered and cracked earth after all. The greenery that represented life was almost nowhere to be seen. As far as the eye could see, there was only bleakness and desolation, and even a sense of despair and suffocation.
Even more frightening was the fact that one of the ancient paths leading through it had already been dyed red with blood, corpses strewn across the ground.
Meanwhile, not too far away from Ling Lan, some terrified people were running forward with all their might, and behind them were people chasing after them with swords and sabers in hand.
Ling Lan understood that this was definitely the scene from the second panel. However, instead of the main character in the picture, she, Ling Lan, was present.
Was this a test? What choice did she have to make? Was she an envoy of justice, or a cold-hearted bystander?
Being willing to help others was a good thing. Ling Lan believed that this was the foundation of being a person. However, there was a prerequisite to this, and that was whether she had the ability to help the other person, or whether the other person was worthy of her help.
Just like the people below. Were the people who were fleeing worthy of her help? And how strong were those people with weapons? Was it good or bad?
Ling Lan, who was standing high up on the hilltop, looked down coldly at the bloody scene below, as if she didn't see the loss of life.
Why? Did those people only think of escaping and not resisting? Ling Lan's expression was a little complicated. She felt pity, hatred, and disappointment. In fact, those people were not much less than the other side. If they really wanted to fight back, they might have a chance.
Ling Lan looked at the person running at the front. His eyes were filled with the desire to live, and there was even a kind of madness in his eyes. Ling Lan suddenly felt that she had some understanding.
In the face of life and death, humans would subconsciously choose the safest and most reliable path to take. For example, in this hopeless situation, as long as he ran faster than the others, he would be able to escape the range of the sharp blades. Then, he would have the hope of surviving …
This was a human instinct. It was the evil nature hidden deep in one's heart. It was a demon that was released at this moment of despair.
Ling Lan couldn't help but laugh mockingly. This was also a survival of the fittest, wasn't it?
Unfortunately … Ling Lan's gaze turned to the killers. The mockery in their eyes was so obvious. This proved that no matter how hard they tried to escape, it was all in vain. No one could escape the sharp blades in their hands. It was just that before they enjoyed the slaughter, they first played a game of cat and mouse, and watched the despicable human nature of the ants.
Ling Lan suddenly thought of the Japanese invasion of China in her previous life. That small Kwantung Army of 20,000 had actually been able to invade the entire three northeastern provinces. This result was undoubtedly laughable. It should be known that the population of the three northeastern provinces alone was enough to crush the Kwantung Army several times. How had they been able to invade so easily? Was there an element of despicable human nature in this?
Ling Lan laughed and shook her head, discarding the distracting thoughts in her heart. The current Ling Lan was only the Ling Lan of this life. She had nothing to do with her previous life.
At this moment, the last of the group, an older man, finally couldn't avoid the swords this time. He screamed and fell to the ground. At the same time, he pushed the young man who had been pulling him away …
"Xiaolong, run!" Already knowing that there was no hope of survival, the old man held on tightly to one of the killers who had passed by him. There was a crazed look of relief on his face.
The young man who was pushed away didn't dare to stop. He could only run forward with all his might, tears streaming down his face. He couldn't waste the chance his family had given him.
The old man was quickly hacked to death. When one of the killers stopped, he spat out a mouthful of saliva and said disdainfully, "You want to live from our hands? You're f * cking dreaming. "
Was he dreaming? Ling Lan's right hand quietly pulled out a sharp dagger from the side of her calf. She held the handle of the dagger upside down and stuck it between her thumb and index finger. Her left hand pulled out an extremely short tri-edged army knife from the back of her waist. She decided to help these people who were running away. The old man's madness before his death proved that they weren't cowards. It was just that no one could ignite their anger and courage.
Perhaps, Ling Lan's murderous aura was too strong. One of the killers who was originally enjoying the pleasure of killing suddenly turned his head to look at Ling Lan. Of course, Ling Lan didn't choose to hide. She just looked at the other party from above, waiting for them to act.
When the man saw that it was a child, his face was full of excitement. After killing so many adults, he was a little tired. Perhaps this poor little rabbit could bring him more joy. He pointed at Ling Lan to the person beside him, indicating to bring the child over.
One of them stepped out of the crowd and ran towards Ling Lan. When Ling Lan saw this, she suddenly turned around and ran. This action was too normal. When children saw people or things that they were afraid of, they would act like this.
The movements on Ling Lan's side attracted the attention of those people who were running away. Ling Lan could clearly hear the sounds of panic coming from inside, and there were even a few extremely shrill screams for them to run!
Even if their humanity was on the verge of collapse, did these people still have a little bit of virtue left in them? Humans were indeed extremely complicated. They were clearly unable to protect themselves, but when they saw an existence weaker than themselves, they couldn't help but show their concern.
However, at this moment, Ling Lan didn't have time to think too much, because the killer who had separated from the group chased after her and ran up the high slope.
"Little brat, don't run. Obediently come back with Grandpa and let us have some fun ….." That person's face was full of excitement. He actually stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip. He was thinking of ways to torture this pitiful little thing in front of him.
Ling Lan originally wanted to kill the other party, because she had already lured the other party to a blind spot. But when she heard this, she instantly changed her mind. She decided not to do anything and let the other party successfully catch her.
Ling Lan didn't want to let these people go. She wanted to leave all of them here. To do this, it wasn't easy. Ling Lan didn't know if the other party had something that could instantly transmit information. If she made a move and someone with a sensitive reaction sent out her information, that would definitely not be a good thing.
Ling Lan wanted to help these pitiful people, but she also didn't want to get into big trouble. To avoid this, she had to instantly kill all the enemies here. If these people weren't on guard, she was confident that she could kill them instantly. But how to make them let down their guard and let her get close ….. This was Ling Lan's only difficulty. But now, this difficulty no longer existed.
Ling Lan screamed as she was caught by the other party. She struggled with all her might, but how could her small body break free from the brute force of an adult? That person happily carried Ling Lan back. Behind him, the military knife in Ling Lan's left hand was already aimed at the other party's heart. As long as there was any movement, the military knife would mercilessly pierce through.
"Leader, there's a cute little mouse." The beast that caught Ling Lan threw Ling Lan directly in front of their leader. Ling Lan looked at them in horror.
Meanwhile, the people who had been running away were now surrounded by the other murderers, forcing them to walk over to Ling Lan's side. As expected, they were just toying with these pitiful people, making them mistakenly believe that there was still a chance of survival.
From the corner of her eye, Ling Lan saw the despair on the faces of the people who were forced back by the swords and sabers. The sudden burst of speed of their opponents made them understand that there was no such thing as hope. And so, they gave up on themselves.
"Why do you have to admit defeat? And then refuse to give it a try? Ling Lan hated failure and admitting defeat the most. Life was her own — even if it ended, shouldn't it be up to her to choose?
"She doesn't look like someone from their village. She's really pretty." The leader immediately saw that Ling Lan was different from the rest. His brow furrowed slightly, some confusion and suspicion in his eyes.
Ling Lan's expression didn't change. Other than fear, there was only fear. She was a six year old child facing strangers and facing danger … .yup, thank you, Instructor Number Five, for teaching her these useful and useless things. And now it really came in handy.
"Perhaps she's the child of a merchant group. Didn't we rob and kill a merchant group on the ancient path yesterday?" One of the men said disapprovingly. It was normal for some fish to slip through the net during a robbery.
The subordinate's words dispelled the leader's doubts. Of course, he hadn't been suspicious in the first place, just a little confused. After all, what danger could a five or six year old child be in? Even if he was holding a kitchen knife, he would still have to worry about whether he would cut himself.
"That's right. Then let us have some fun." The leader's words made the people around him laugh maniacally. Some of them were even tempted to torture this poor little mouse with their own hands. Wouldn't it be interesting to see the extreme fear on a child's face?
Meanwhile, the other people who had been driven over to watch didn't dare to make a sound. They were afraid that if they made even the slightest sound, they would be the ones being tortured and killed.
Of course, some of them even had the evil thought that if this child satisfied these demons, they wouldn't kill them ….
Ling Lan hadn't counted on these people to begin with, but she hadn't expected that someone in this group would actually open his mouth to beg for mercy on her behalf. "Please let him go, he's just a child …"
From the corner of her eye, Ling Lan saw that the one speaking was the youth who had been pushed aside by the old man. His face was full of pleading, but of course there was even more despair. Perhaps he also knew that it was useless to speak, but he still spoke anyway, for the sake of that almost non-existent possibility and hope.
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