Chapter 1 What's the Situation Outside?

"Senior, could you please tell us about the situation outside?" Li Bai stepped forward and spoke to the old man with the full beard.

Everyone who came here had their own mission, and so did Li Bai. After the Zhou Dr. incident, she became even more vigilant.

The old man with the full beard looked at her, and his ancient, unwavering eyes suddenly trembled. "Outside, the pines and cypresses still stand, and the mountains and rivers are unharmed."

Hearing these ten words, Li Bai was stunned for a moment, and then large tears welled up. Without another word, she turned around and retreated behind the others.

"Number 10! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Number 13 hobbled over, looking Fatty up and down.

Number 8, Fu Fu, also ran over. Seeing the injuries on both of them, and Number 13's severed hand, Fatty squatted down, tears of heartache about to fall.

Number 13 reached out and touched Fatty's face, feigning strength to comfort him. "Number 10, don't cry. Everyone is here. We're all together, a family!"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Fu Fu was the first to break down and cry, wiping away tears with the back of her hand. "Number 10, we found Number 1 after we came in, but he died protecting us! Those bastards killed him, and we couldn't even find his body!"

Fatty looked around. Among the crowd were only Number 2, Number 6, and the two in front of him. "Where are the others?" Fatty suddenly panicked. He didn't see Number 3 and Number 7. They were clearly with Lin Wan'er before.

"Don't overthink it. Number 3 was seized, and Number 7's abilities aren't suitable for this kind of combat. The Teacher left them outside," Number 2 explained.

Taking advantage of the opportunity while both sides were resting, Number 2 gave Jiang Cheng and the others a brief introduction to the current situation. Not long ago, the two sides had just fought a fierce battle. They had annihilated an entire enemy team, and the old man's plan had succeeded. Working from both inside and outside, they had finally rescued them from the old Chairman's prison.

The good news was that the old Chairman was injured again and would likely be unable to take action for a short time.

The bad news was that the ones they had annihilated at the cost of everything were just the enemy's vanguard. The people who were now appearing not far from them were clearly more troublesome.

Looking at this team, almost everyone was injured. Jiang Cheng knew that it was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. To be able to injure the old Chairman and fight fiercely with a group of Night Watchmen to this extent was enough to show the strength of these people.

He also saw Su Xiaoxiao and Su An in the rear of the crowd, three Crimson Second Generation members wearing sleeve badges closely surrounding them.

At the very back of the team was a group of men in camouflage uniforms. The most eye-catching of them was a buzz-cut strongman carrying a huge backpack. He was about 6'6" tall, powerfully built, with sharp eyes, and the backpack behind him was square, giving the impression that there was a refrigerator inside.

"Zero, let me introduce you. This is Grandma Ghost Face, also one of the oldest disciples still alive."

Jiang Cheng followed Number 2's introduction and looked over. There stood an old woman leaning on a snake-head cane. Strange patterns were painted on the old woman's face. Looking at them for a long time, these patterns seemed to move, like another face of the old woman's.

Even stranger was that the old woman was missing her left eye and half of her nose, and the missing facial features did not look like they had been injured. The skin there was smooth. If he had to describe it, it was as if it had been forcibly erased by some strange power.

Grandma Ghost Face nodded slightly to Jiang Cheng, as if to say hello.

"This is the Embalmer."

The so-called Embalmer was a middle-aged man wearing a black traditional Chinese jacket, his face as white as paper. He wore a pair of old-fashioned black cloth shoes with white soles. The cloth shoes had no left or right, one shoe embroidered with a crane, the other embroidered with a silver dragon. A child's red rattle drum was stuck in his waist, making him look extremely strange.

Next, Jiang Cheng saw a Storyteller in disguise, the stern-faced Jingde, the old General Yan Can holding a stone stick with a heroic spirit, and finally, the one that surprised Jiang Cheng the most. This was a girl who looked about 20 years old, looking even younger than Lin Wan'er, but with a pair of empty, lifeless eyes. Jiang Cheng knew she couldn't see.

The girl was wearing a purple Hanfu, delicate and frail, but Jiang Cheng dared not underestimate her. The number on the ribbon on her arm was 4.

"This is Senior Qishi (Instrumentalist)," Number 2 introduced very politely.

The blind girl shook her head and said in a very soft voice, "Just call me Cui Cui."

Including Lin Wan'er, all of the top ten numbered members were here. Jiang Cheng didn't ask about the missing ones; they were probably already dead in the previous battles.

"Hey, why do your weapons all look like this?" Fatty stared at the gun in someone's hand, the gun body covered with rust.

That person gritted his teeth and pulled out a dagger from his waist, only to see that the dagger was also severely corroded. "Who knows? This damn place is full of weird things. I even carried two rocket launchers, and now they're ruined too."

"That's about enough. Call everyone out," the old man with the full beard slowly said.

As Wu Che snapped the grass rope on his wrist, Jiang Cheng shook the bell, and Fatty clenched the jade pendant in his hand. Soon, three powerful forces appeared on the battlefield. Water Master touched his lush head and laughed loudly. "Hahaha, this old man finally made it. I didn't miss anything, did I?"

Obviously, after this period of recuperation, Water Master had recovered well. The rice seedlings on his head had sprouted, green and lush, growing very well.

After Dahe Niangniang (Great River Goddess) arrived, she stayed by Jiang Cheng's side. Fatty was panicked that he couldn't see Huai Yi and Wang Qi, but Dahe Niangniang gently shook her head, indicating that they were fine, but it was dangerous here, so she didn't bring them over.

"Sister, you are so gentle. My Jiang Cheng brother likes girls like you. Being able to chase you is a blessing that his ancestors accumulated for eighteen generations," Number 13's mouth was sweeter than honey. "Don't you think so, sister-in-law?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, knowing that he just wanted to coax Dahe Niangniang to fight to the death with the other side. This little thing was very bad.

Wen Zhao, who had inherited the mantle of Wangyan Hou (Marquis of Wild Words), pulled Fatty's hand after he appeared. Wen Zhao had changed a lot during this time, and he had more of a scholarly aura. Fatty's mood improved a lot when he saw him, and he took the opportunity to pick him up and carry him on his shoulders.

But the next second, after suddenly seeing the resentful eyes of Number 13 and Number 8 below, Fatty quickly put Wen Zhao down.

"Brother Fugui, don't be afraid. Although I'm not very powerful, I brought my daddy here. Daddy is very good at fighting!" Wen Zhao said very seriously, holding Fatty's hand.

Fatty was stunned when he heard this. "Wangyan Hou... no, your dad came too?"

"Yes, he said he was worried about me and wanted to accompany me for a while longer, but I know he's actually worried about you too. After you left, Daddy thought about it for a long time, but he said I was young and wouldn't tell me anything. He even drove a carriage on a long trip alone, saying he was going to contact some old friends."