"Because only by becoming a god can I resurrect my beloved parents, grandparents, and elders."
Speaking about becoming a god to resurrect her family, Chen Ningning’s mood was extrely joyful, filled with a drive toward the future.
Uh...
Ji Qiuyue wanted to speak, but the words got stuck in her throat.
Alright.
Sotis, a certain hope can often beco a motivation to keep living.
Why would Chen Ningning think that humans can beco gods?
It’s obviously sothing elusive and even impossible in tis of peace.
The booklet of the settlent explains everything.
People who have received a higher education respect gods, but they do not believe gods truly exist.
However, often at special monts, no matter how educated soone is, when their family is in grave danger, they will abandon all their beliefs, hoping fervently for gods to appear, even kneeling to pray, willing to exchange ten or twenty years of their life for the safety of their family.
She felt that speaking too frankly to Chen Ningning might shatter her hope, and it would be better to let her hold onto that hope and strive to live.
"Sun Ya, what about you?"
Ji Qiuyue looked at him.
Sun Ya said, "My life was saved by Brother Pang. Wherever Brother Pang goes, I’ll go."
"Pang Yuan, what do you think?" Ji Qiuyue felt they were good people.
Pang Yuan said, "Gods may exist, or they may not. The aning of life varies from person to person. For so, a stable and secure life is their pursuit, but not mine. Life is short, so why not live it grandly?"
Speaking about the topic of gods.
The forr Pang Yuan naturally didn’t believe in them.
But now... the appearance of Awakeners, the evolution of the human body, soone once said that the human body holds infinite mysteries, seemingly confined to a single form, but actually as vast as the universe.
Whispering quietly.
In Pang Yuan’s heart, he still held onto hope regarding the existence of gods.
At that mont.
Boom!
A violent roar erupted.
Everyone was startled by the explosion. As they looked into the distance, flas shot into the sky, accompanied by dense black smoke rolling and sweeping into the sky.
They didn’t know what had happened.
"Get in the car, let’s go take a look."
...
In the distant desert highway.
An oil tanker exploded, and the raging flas were like a fiery demon, devouring everything around, the scorching heat spreading in all directions, so intense that it made one feel very uncomfortable even from a distance.
"Ah... ah..."
On the blistering road, a middle-aged man lay prone, painfully watching the flas ahead, which reflected in his pupils. Then, within the flas, a figure slowly stood up, accompanied by roaring sounds.
"Hoo hoo"
A tyrant covered in flas let out an angry roar, not dead despite being engulfed in flas, charging toward the man lying on the ground with the scorching flas burning fiercely.
The tyrant was enormous and had a strong vitality, not even the explosion of the oil tanker could kill him, which was truly terrifying.
The tyrant rushed forward, raising a blazing fleshy scythe, fiercely slashing toward the middle-aged man in front.
And at this mont.
As if restricted by sothing, the tyrant’s movent slightly slowed, but quickly returned to normal, intent on killing the middle-aged man in front of him.
In the nick of ti.
A sound of sothing cutting through the air ca.
The tyrant looked up, and in its vision, a giant axe spinning ca, with a thud, embedding into its chest, the force knocking it away.
The giant axe was embedded in its chest.
A large amount of blood flowed out in torrents.
Pang Yuan dashed in front of the tyrant, grabbing the giant axe with one hand, pulling it out, and swinging it towards the tyrant’s head, with a thud, decapitating it, the tyrant covered in flas didn’t die in the oil tanker explosion.
But was killed by the giant axe of a human Awakener.
He cut open the tyrant’s head, found the Black Crystal inside, and put it in his pocket. The value of the Black Crystal was high, after all, for most Awakeners, the Black Crystal was an extrely high-quality crystal that many had not yet co into contact with.
You thought defeating the tyrant would be that easy?
They approached the middle-aged man.
"Are you okay?"
They asked, and when the middle-aged man looked up, they imdiately recognized him.
"Wang Zhong..."
Pang Yuan’s expression was very grave. Wang Zhong was a strength Awakener, not very high in stage, but his ability had reached the second tier, and he also had a wife who wasn’t an Awakener.
This couple had always supported and cared for each other.
In the apocalypse, this couple was really quite happy, relatively lucky, as many people lost their loved ones the mont the apocalypse broke out.
This couple was considered a model couple in the apocalypse, very loving. Although Wang Zhong was a strength Awakener, seemingly very manly, in reality, he listened to his wife, truly a hen-pecked husband.
When Li Yanhong glared, he would cower like a child being scolded, obediently following behind.
Pang Yuan did not see Li Yanhong.
Seeing Wang Zhong’s sorrowful gaze fixed on the burning oil tanker, he instantly understood.
"Is she in there?" Pang Yuan asked.
Wang Zhong didn’t speak, staring blankly at the burning oil tanker, at this mont, feeling utterly powerless, without the strength even to stand.
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