1913, A Sweet Dream
Why? These three words lingered in Yang Jian's mind. He looked into the distance and opened his Heavenly Eye when the middle-aged man wasn't paying attention. He saw the hill where he was surrounded by 100,000 undead! However, even though he could see it, with the power of his Heaven's Eye, the hill was actually dozens of kilometers away. Thus, what happened that day didn't alarm this settlement. During the earth-shattering battle, people only felt that there were many dark clouds in that direction.
With a mind full of questions, Yang Jian bid farewell to the middle-aged man and walked down the watchtower. A few patrol teams of Skeleton Warriors passed by. Yang Jian stared at these Skeleton Warriors and forcibly suppressed his urge to attack. He turned around and walked in the direction of the graveyard outside the city. He lacked an answer now. He wanted to know why, so he decided to wait and see.
He came to the cemetery outside the city. It seemed that because the surrounding environment was safe, some of the new graves here were much neater. Following the middle-aged man's instructions, Yang Jian dug up one of the graves. What appeared underneath was Nezha!! Nezha's eyes were closed and he wasn't breathing. He was obviously a dead man!
But Yang Jian didn't think so. Nezha was a lotus flower with lotus roots as his arms. He didn't breathe or have a heartbeat. His immortal force was running smoothly, and there was no problem with the fluctuation of his soul. He was just in a dormant state. Therefore, under everyone's curious gaze, Yang Jian directly moved the 'corpse' that everyone thought to be a 'corpse' back.
The middle-aged man had already arranged a place for him to stay. There was nothing except a bed made of waste wood and a straw mat. He told Yang Jian that they were short of resources now. If he needed anything, he could either make it himself or exchange for it with labor. Yang Jian nodded and agreed.
After placing Nezha on the bed, Yang Jian tried to inject his immortal qi into Nezha's body, but it didn't seem to have any effect. He thought about it and decided to give up. He just muttered to himself, "Why did Tang Yu do this? The skeleton warriors here should also be under his control. So why did he save these people? Since he already has the ability to kill me and you, why didn't he do it? Nezha, I want an answer, and it's now. So, bear with it for a few more days. When I find the answer, we can go back together. "
After saying that, Yang Jian walked out the door without hesitation. He took off his tattered jacket and draped it over his shoulders, revealing a body of muscles that made men envious and women aroused. He walked towards the place where the middle-aged man said he could find work.
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"Basically, Yang Jian didn't even need me to give him any hints. He made his own choice." In a secret base in the distance, White Queen Emma Frost took off her brainwave amplifier and turned around to speak to Tang Yu.
"That's even better. The more we do, the more mistakes we make. If we really give him such a hint, when he notices it, the effect will be greatly reduced," Tang Yu said.
"I just don't understand. Why did you arrange it like this? Why did you send Yang Jian to that settlement? And why did you name it Tristram? "Emma asked.
"Tristram, in the world of Diablo, is the first city that players experience. It is also a city that is about to be destroyed, just like the fate of this settlement. As for the reason … "Tang Yu reached out and swiped his finger across the screen." Yang Jian's body and mind are suffering unprecedented torture. This time, I want to destroy his values and worldview! "
As he said that, a cold glint flashed in Tang Yu's eyes. "For this, this settlement will become a sacrifice just like Tristram in Diablo. And the one born from it will be a God of Destruction! "
He didn't do anything. Under the control of the Mechanical Domain, the screen in front of him switched to another image. In the image, Kalida's undead army was quickly retreating towards their portal. Countless mass-produced Abyssal Ones, Awakened ones, and Abyssal Devourers were beating them back.
Within the army of Awakened ones, the strongest Abyssal Ones, Easley, Livelu, and the others were all present. Even the White Lion King's incomparably conspicuous silver lion was present. Obviously, the White Lion King had come to reinforce them!
Tang Yu smiled coldly. "Looks like the White Lion King has come to reinforce us. He doesn't dare to touch my main force, but he also doesn't want to give up on the Silent Revelation of the School … Hehe."
"He's probably afraid that something will happen to Yang Jian, and the Hollow Jade Temple will come after him," Emma said.
Tang Yu said, "Immortal Fox's judgment is correct. If the White Lion King faces our invasion, his first reaction will definitely be fear. But if it's a lone army of Nehharan, then he will definitely fight. And not only will he fight, but he will also think of a way to trick Yang Jian who has been staying with him. From his point of view, even if Yang Jian can't beat him with the Eight Nine Mysteries, he can at least run away … So if Yang Jian suffers a setback and asks for help from the Hollow Jade Temple, he can pull the Hollow Jade Temple over to deal with us. "
"So if Yang Jian goes missing, the White Lion King will be the most worried. If something were to happen to Yang Jian, the first person the Hollow Jade Temple would seek trouble with would definitely be him! "Ai Ma's lips curled into a knowing smile.
"Hahahahaha! Immortal Fox is getting more and more demonic! This plan is really powerful! " Tang Yu laughed. After a while, he said, "Alright, using bait and fake information to make the Seven Mei Mountain Brothers and the Grass Gods go around in circles is enough. Let's wait for a few days for Yang Jian to get used to life there, then spread the news and let the Seven Mei Mountain Brothers and the White Lion King go to Tristram to find their Yang Jian! "
"No problem. Some of the residents will be especially close to him under my control." Emma nodded.
…
With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Yang Jian carried a steel beam on his shoulder. He walked to a wall and stabbed the steel beam into the ground. The beam was immediately inserted more than two meters deep into the ground. He didn't even need a pile driver. Then he picked up a piece of iron plate from the side, picked up a welding torch and began to weld with great proficiency.
Seeing that he was comparable to a construction truck, the people around him were all amazed. In these few days, Yang Jian quickly became one with these people. He worked with them, ate with them, explored with them, and played with them. Every time they went out to search for resources, Yang Jian would always be at the front. No zombies could stop him. The residents who went out with him only needed to carry things.
During this period of time, Yang Jian learned how to play poker, smoke, and drink wine brewed from human grains. He could even hum a few lines of pop songs. Nezha's condition was also improving. Although he hadn't woken up yet, Yang Jian could feel that his soul was getting more and more active. He wasn't far from waking up.
This also allowed him to completely put down all the burdens in his heart. There was no White Lion King, no Tang Yu, no Heavenly Venerate Hao Yi, no Jade Void Temple … He could do whatever he wanted. Even the Skeleton Warriors in the settlement did not seem so annoying. After all, they were also protecting the residents.
Of course, Yang Jian knew that he couldn't stay here for long. He decided to go back with Nezha after he woke up. But no matter what, he told himself that he would remember this experience for the rest of his life.
Until one night, when everything turned to dust …
"Monsters! The monsters are here! The man-eating monsters are here! " A shrill scream pierced the night sky, followed by a series of terrifying bestial roars. It was clearly heard by everyone!
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