Looking at the women bringing back firewood, Ren Xiaosu lamented how difficult it was for women to survive in such an environment.
At this moment, he heard someone snoring next to him. Ren Xiaosu turned around and saw Chen Wudi falling asleep while eating.
Chen Wudi had to protect dozens of people on his way to escape, so he was probably exhausted.
Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that this world was a little ironic. Out of these thousands of people, only the "fool" Chen Wudi and the woman, Jiang Wu, were willing to be good people. Those people who claimed to be smart only wanted to protect themselves, and even Ren Xiaosu was no exception.
But Ren Xiaosu was not ashamed at all. He had never thought of being a good person.
"Bro, you should sleep for a while." Yan Liuyuan looked at Ren Xiaosu as he added some firewood to the campfire. "Uncle Fugui and I will keep watch for the first half of the night."
"Yes, I also have a gun now," Wang Fugui said with a smile. He kept holding the gun close to his chest as though it gave him a sense of security.
Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and said, "Alright then, I'll sleep for a while. Liuyuan, teach Old Wang how to use a gun."
Wang Yiheng, who had been struck in the waist by Chen Wudi's rod, was no longer breathing. Not only was his spine broken, but his internal organs were also ruptured to varying degrees. No one could survive in such a situation.
When Ren Xiaosu opened his eyes in the middle of the night, he saw that Chen Wudi had woken up at some point and was staring at him with a piercing gaze.
Yan Liuyuan and Wang Fugui, who were in charge of keeping watch, did not sleep. Wang Fugui was guarding the perimeter with his gun while Yan Liuyuan was guarding against Chen Wudi.
Although everyone knew that firearms were not lethal to Chen Wudi, they could not say that they did not guard against him.
For Ren Xiaosu and the others, no matter how sincere Chen Wudi appeared, they had only just gotten to know him. Who knew if his acting skills were good?
Of course, if Chen Wudi really had other motives for approaching Ren Xiaosu, he would not have a suitable motive.
Now, the one who was most interested in Ren Xiaosu was probably the Kyung Clan consortium. No, strictly speaking, the Kyung Clan consortium was more interested in Xu Xianchu …
Therefore, Chen Wudi could not have been sent by the Kyung Clan.
"Master, you're awake!" Chen Wudi said.
Ren Xiaosu asked curiously, "How long have you been sleeping? Aren't you tired?"
"I'm not sleepy." Chen Wudi shook his head and said, "Ever since I realized I'm the reincarnation of the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, I've been sleeping for three to four hours a day. It's equivalent to sleeping for an entire night in the past."
"Alright then." Ren Xiaosu nodded. That was about the same as him. He also only slept for three to four hours a day now. "Liuyuan, Old Wang, you two can go back to sleep. I'll take over."
"Master, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Chen Wudi said, "I'll keep watch!"
"There's no need." Ren Xiaosu shook his head. "How old are you this year?"
"A few thousand years?" Chen Wudi was not too sure either. "After all, I'm not sure how long I've lived in the past."
"I'm talking about this lifetime!" Ren Xiaosu snapped. He realized he had to beat around the bush when communicating with Chen Wudi.
"Oh, I'm 22," Chen Wudi said.
Ren Xiaosu thought to himself that this person who was five years older than him had suddenly become his disciple. He asked curiously, "Were you arrested by the private troops and sent to the psychiatric hospital?"
Back when Zhang Baogen was arrested, Wang Fugui received news that the private troops had captured three supernatural beings that night and thrown them into the newly established psychiatric hospital. Moreover, they had even transported a lot of medical equipment into the hospital.
"No." Chen Wudi shook his head and said, "I was sent there a few years ago. I told them I was the reincarnation of the Great Sage, but they didn't believe me. I don't know what happened some time ago, but they suddenly transferred me to a new hospital and even gave me a blood test or something. "
"Then do you know Zhang Baogen?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.
"That bubble blower?" Chen Wudi's eyes lit up. "I know him. He's in the ward next to mine. There was another patient there, but I don't know where he went after that. "
With that, Ren Xiaosu confirmed that Chen Wudi was indeed from the psychiatric hospital and that he was staying with Zhang Baogen.
However, he had thought the people in the stronghold would dissect Zhang Baogen and the others. But now it seemed they had only drawn some blood? That wasn't right. According to Chen Wudi, there were originally three supernatural beings locked up together, but one of them had disappeared.
The one who disappeared … was probably dead!
"Do you have any plans for the future?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"I'll accompany Master to the Western Paradise to seek the Buddhist scriptures," Chen Wudi said matter-of-factly.
Ren Xiaosu found it very awkward when he heard that. He thought for a moment and said, "Then why don't I go to the Western Paradise to seek the Buddhist scriptures?"
Chen Wudi was stumped by this question. If he did not go to the Western Paradise to seek the Buddhist scriptures, what else could he do? All these years, the only thing on his mind was to find his master and go to the Western Paradise together to seek the Buddhist scriptures. Along the way, he would subdue evil and pacify the people. But now, his master actually said he would not go to the Western Paradise!
Chen Wudi struggled for a long time before saying, "No, you have to go!"
Ren Xiaosu was speechless.
What fucking hell do you mean I have to go? I have to know where the Western Paradise is! Zhang Jinglin didn't mention this before!
Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked, "Do you know where the Western Paradise is?"
Chen Wudi was taken aback again. "I don't know."
Well, that would make things easier.
In fact, Ren Xiaosu had already realized that Chen Wudi had not read the original novel of Journey to the West. It was only hearsay that led him to have such a heroic dream. Those who had read the original novel would understand that Sun Wukong's image in the original novel was not that great.
Therefore, Chen Wudi did not know where the Western Paradise was. He might not even know what was in the Western Paradise. The only thing he remembered was that the Great Sage was very powerful and a hero. He wanted to accompany his master to the Western Paradise to seek the Buddhist scriptures. Even if his master did not want to go to the Western Paradise to seek the Buddhist scriptures, he would still send them to his master.
Ren Xiaosu felt that it was good that Chen Wudi did not know what Sun Wukong was like in the original novel. That was because the world needed such a hero at times.
Even Ren Xiaosu himself preferred the storyteller's version.
In that version, Sun Wukong stood on colorful clouds and wore golden armor. He looked like an unparalleled god.
Ren Xiaosu looked around. Thousands of people were sleeping on the ground in the wilderness, and there were only a few campfires in the entire campsite. The darkness in the sky was like a shadow, and the early winter wind was getting colder.
These escapees had experienced such a huge setback and had to endure hunger after a long journey for two days. They were already very fragile and on the verge of collapse. Now that the cold wind was blowing tonight, many of them might not even be able to get up the next morning.
Fevers, diarrhea, colds, and a decline in heart and lung function were all very common symptoms after a cold.
In this wilderness, the difficulties that humans faced were not only limited to wild animals. There were also the ubiquitous diseases.
With so many people fleeing, it would already be very good if half of them could make it to Stronghold 109.
If they encountered the Experimentals and the wolf pack, there would be even fewer of them. They might even be wiped out.
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