I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 132 New Performance

He had followed Han Meng for so long, and the sense of responsibility of the law enforcement officer had long been engraved in his heart. He knew that if Han Meng was here, he would definitely not choose to escape, but... but even if he stayed, he could not do anything, and... that was Aurora City!

He wanted to enter Aurora City so much, that was his lifelong dream, and now there was a way to enter Aurora City in front of him, how should he refuse? How could he refuse? !

But if he really escaped into Aurora City, how should he face Han Meng?

"Brother Jie?"

Tan Ming saw Xi Renjie's struggle at the moment, hesitated for a long time, and still said, "Brother Jie, don't have too much pressure, it is true that protecting the people is the duty of the law enforcement officer, but so is obeying orders. No matter what choice you make, I will follow you."

Hearing this, Xi Renjie fell silent.

He stood in the dim fog, and the black windbreaker seemed to merge with the shadow.

"... Save... me..."

In the dead silence, an extremely slight voice sounded from the side.

Xi Renjie came to his senses and turned to look in the direction where the sound came from. He immediately took steps and walked towards the dark place, followed by Tan Ming.

The sound came from an open space. When he got closer, Xi Renjie found that this was the place where the clinic abandoned people during the day. Hundreds of abandoned critically ill patients were laid out here, silently waiting for death.

Among these critically ill patients, some were carried back by their families on the spot, and the rest were either alone or their entire families died and no one claimed them.

After a few hours, most of the seriously injured here had died silently, but there were still a few people who were still breathing... They were either in severe pain or because of despair, calling out bitterly, and their weak voices were as small as mosquitoes.

Xi Renjie found the person who spoke and walked quickly to him.

It was a bloody figure, with bite wounds all over his body, his eyeballs were bitten, and only blood and crystals were left in his dark eye sockets. He was twisted and fell to the ground. There should be few intact bones left. At first glance, he looked no different from a corpse.

"How are you?" Tan Ming asked reluctantly.

"...Help...Help..."

As if he heard someone responding to him, the corpse-like figure moved his fingers and legs, and the desire to live appeared on his bloody face.

Tan Ming was about to help him up, but a hand grabbed his shoulder. He turned around and saw Xi Renjie looking at the man with complicated eyes and shook his head.

"You shouldn't have responded to him."

"...Why?"

"He's dying...No one can save him. If you respond to him, he will only die with hope...It will only be more painful."

Tan Ming was stunned, "Then what should I do?"

Xi Renjie didn't answer. A hint of determination appeared in his bloodshot eyes...He walked in front of the man, slowly took out his gun, and pointed it at his forehead.

"...Save...Save me...Please...Save..." The figure who lost his eyes was still begging desperately. The whole person was like a last ray of light, trying to sit up from the ground. At this moment, his forehead touched the muzzle of Xi Renjie's gun, and he suddenly froze in place.

"Thank you." Xi Renjie's voice was unprecedentedly calm, "...I know what to do."

Bang——!

A gunshot suddenly rang out.

As the figure fell to the ground, Xi Renjie slowly stood up. He held the muzzle of the gun that was still emitting smoke, and walked in this desperate purgatory abandoned by the world.

Bang bang bang——! !

A series of gunshots rang out, and the man in the black windbreaker pulled the trigger in front of the people who still had some life left, like the scythe of the god of death harvesting desperate lives. At the moment of death, there seemed to be no pain on their faces, but a hint of relief.

Every time he killed a seriously injured person, Xi Renjie's eyes became more determined. He was like a scavenger, removing all the rotten meat abandoned by humans.

When the entire magazine was emptied, the open space fell into silence again... So far, except for him and Tan Ming, there was no living person here.

"Brother Jie..." Tan Ming said with a complicated expression.

"Incompetent mercy is a poison that kills the heart of the dying and desperate." Xi Renjie turned his head slowly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the thick fog and saw the huge city standing in the center of the aurora.

"Perhaps, Aurora City is right."

"Then what you mean is..."

"Go and gather the law enforcers on the list and ask them to wait for me at the station."

"...Okay." Tan Ming took a deep breath and nodded heavily. Then he seemed to remember something, "What about Chen Ling?"

Xi Renjie fell silent again. After an unknown amount of time, he closed his eyes gently.

"...Let him come to see me."

...

In his sleep, Chen Ling slowly opened his eyes.

At some point, he came to the twisted road leading to the sky again. At the end of the road was an unreachable star in the sky, which was also his home.

"Here we go again."

Chen Ling looked down and saw that he was already standing on the second step of the road. Although there was only one step away from the previous step, he had already risen a long way from the dark abyss.

If you look closely, you will find that the distance between the star and himself seems to be closer...

"Next, it's the third step."

Chen Ling looked forward and saw a tall step several meters away. This step was much larger than the second step in terms of height and distance.

According to what Han Meng said before, it takes one or two years for ordinary people to go from the first step to the second step, and it takes longer from the second step to the third step, starting from three years. Some people with insufficient talent may even be stuck at the second step.

This is enough to prove that the difficulty of going from the second step to the third step is much greater than that of going from the first step to the second step.

Chen Ling tried to step forward, but his body was as heavy as if it was filled with lead. No matter how hard he tried, he could only move less than half a centimeter... Now his mental strength is still too weak.

At the same time, Chen Ling's eyes fell on the distance between the second and third steps. He could see the area closest to him, with blurry small characters on it... and in the distance, there seemed to be another line.

"To advance from the second level to the third level, more than one performance is required?" Chen Ling was a little surprised.

The line in the distance was not clear from Chen Ling's current position, so he could only squint his eyes and try his best to identify the line of small characters closest to him... After a long time, he muttered to himself uncertainly:

"【Complete a shocking exit under the witness of at least a hundred people】."

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