Am I going to be sacrificed too?

Chapter 16 The Traveler Who Came on the Wind

One night, one sacrifice, one miracle.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Liu Musen successfully recovered his health, but he did not show it and instead hid his resentment.

Liu Musen gripped the gun tightly in his hand. This divine relic was shaped like a pistol, with an empty magazine. It could be filled with materials to form bullets, and its greatest advantage was that it wouldn't make much noise.

The downside is that the divine power fluctuations in the bullet trajectory are extremely obvious. As long as you can see the divine power trajectory, you can easily see the trick. Fortunately, not everyone is a god of wisdom, and most of the chosen ones cannot do such subtle operations.

In the White Stone settlement, there are indeed firearms, but the settlement is not a loose organization like the Survivor's Town. Chen Quan tightly controls all the guns, and only the guards can get their hands on them. Liu Musen is obviously not among them.

"Bai Yan, Harkley, Chen Quan, you just wait!"

After uttering a harsh threat, Liu Musen left the White Stone Gathering Place overnight. He knew that even with a powerful weapon in hand, he was no match for a veteran chosen one like Harklai.

He needs more! More resources, more miracles!

He can't afford to offend the Chosen One, but as for the others...

……

The next morning, Harkley got up early. Despite his usual complaints, he took the mission to Strange Stone City very seriously.

He is a man of principle. Since he has enjoyed the status and power that Qishi City has given him, he will bear the corresponding responsibilities.

"You can go report to Qishi City on your own. I have to go to the next place."

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

With the appearance of Bai Yan and Sun Tu, Chen Quan was no longer so worried about the so-called labor contract. Mindset is all about comparison. Even among the same black slaves, those with two Chosen Ones as their backers have better benefits than other black slaves.

Now, they are constantly surrounded by people offering them help and supplies. Sun Tu accepts everything offered, while Bai Yan refuses.

He had always been alone since childhood, and apart from Chen Quan, he was not very familiar with anyone else. Many of the survivors in the settlement only knew that he existed.

And so, Bai Yan quietly stayed by Chen Quan's side.

Chen Quan was very satisfied with the child. Although he couldn't speak, he was usually very well-behaved. He was only looked down upon because of his physical defect. However, after becoming a Chosen One, he might have a chance to recover.

Even from a pragmatic perspective, although Bai Yan's talent was slightly weaker than Sun Tu's, his personality was actually easier to "control".

As for Sun Tu...

Sun Tu briefly met Chen Quan's gaze through the crowd, but felt utterly disdainful.

Sun Tu could actually tell that, compared to himself, both Chen Quan and Harkley clearly valued Bai Yan more.

But so what? Harkley has the potential to reach level three, and so does he! He doesn't think he's any worse than his opponent.

As long as he is strong enough, he doesn't need to care about the thoughts of the weak!

Nothing happened for the next two days. Everyone packed their belongings and prepared to go to Strange Stone City. Some were delighted, thinking that they would finally have the opportunity to see a real city. Some were worried, feeling that life would be more difficult after going there. Some even left the gathering place to find other ways out on their own.

During this time, several more survivors seeking asylum arrived and, after hearing about their plan, also chose to travel with them into the city.

This is a very normal phenomenon. Survivors come and go in all over the wasteland, each with their own clever or foolish ideas.

However, among these survivors, one person caught Wang Yu's attention: a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's name was Cheng Feng. According to him, he was a traveler who wandered between various regions, just to witness the sights of different wastelands.

In the wasteland, there are survivors struggling to survive, and there are also pilgrims with unwavering faith. Their spirits still live in the past, searching for their faith, perhaps a god, or perhaps money and material possessions.

This is not some lofty ambition; in most people's eyes, it's a path to suicide, and in fact, it is.

Of those who were willing to pursue the future, almost nine out of ten died at the hands of various unusual things. An ordinary unusual creature, a severe unusual weather event, or even a common poisonous insect by the roadside could easily take their lives.

Regardless of which deity they worshipped in life, at this moment they undoubtedly went to meet death first.

However, it is precisely because of the existence of these people that information can be exchanged between different regions. They often also take on the role of merchants, injecting fresh blood into various regions and sustaining their already precarious lives.

Cheng Feng arrived in Qishi Province half a month ago, just in time for the cultists' riot.

Fortunately, apart from the abundant mineral resources, the rest of the area is mostly barren wilderness. Not to mention cultists, even unusual creatures are extremely rare.

Cheng Feng thus escaped danger and continued his journey, preparing to visit Qishi City. According to his planned route, his next stop was Baiyin City in the neighboring region.

The southern plains region ruled by Silver City is a renowned place, a popular pilgrimage site, and the city lord of Silver City is a genuine [Legendary] level expert, a veteran powerhouse above the sixth rank!

Cheng Feng's arrival undoubtedly piqued the interest of others. News traveled slowly in the wasteland, and many people never traveled far from home in their entire lives. Their only sources of information were announcements from the main city and traveling merchants.

Cheng Feng spoke eloquently, brushing the dust off his clothes and sitting down slowly by the fire. He couldn't help but sigh, "Over the past ten years, I've been to many places and seen too many sights. Some places are covered by wildly growing plants or destroyed by natural disasters, leaving no land for people to live on. Some areas have been enslaved by intelligent aberrant species, living a life worse than death. There are also shelters that have raised their flags, clearing away the land with overwhelming force and rebuilding the ecosystem with high technology."

Admittedly, chaos and disorder are the norm in the wasteland, but in my view, humanity is the foundation of everything. Only by uniting can people create their own gods.

"Creating gods"—what an incredibly disrespectful statement! Wang Yu almost burst out laughing.

In this age where gods have vanished and dogmas are in disarray, even those who believe in the same deity have wildly different understandings of their faith, and these pilgrims have become quite eccentric.

However, she can confirm one thing.

"This person is lying!"

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Note: Specific settings for rank levels

The format is: color/tier, item quality/superhuman level, corresponding percentage.

Gray zero level, miscellaneous items/ordinary people, 0%

White, Tier 1, Normal/Normal, 0%~9.9%

Green Tier 2, Rare/Experienced, 10%~19.9%

Blue Tier 3, Rare/Elite, 20%~29.9%

Purple Tier 4, Excellent/Master, 30%~39.9%

Orange Tier 5, Rare/Hero, 40%~49.9%

Gold-tier, sixth or seventh rank, legendary, 50%~69.9%

Red Tier 8 or 9, Epic, 70%~89.9%

Tenth Rank, near-god, demigod, 90%~99.9%

Above the tenth rank, mythical/divine beings are 100%

Those related to deities don't have specific colors; each deity has a different color.